"I will have everything you say!"

"Moreover, I prefer to use my own hands, little by little, to fight for it!"

There was a touch of coldness in the tone of the pastoral world.

But in this coldness, there is a kind of undisguised self-confidence, and arrogance!

Yao Xian'er had a strange expression on her face.

She didn't know how to refute it.

It is true that every cultivator who embarks on the Heavenly Path has undisguised ambitions in their hearts.

For example, to become the supreme master that everyone worships, for example, to achieve a brilliant hegemony, for example, to monopolize a domain to chase the world, to fall into the towering and overlooking all beings

However, this process is difficult and bumpy!

It requires too much, too many things.

Chance, creation, resources, and luck are all indispensable.

Heaven is ruthless.

The vast majority of people are often only able to hope for reincarnation, and in the end, everyone is struggling. There are only a few who can achieve brilliance. And these are also the darlings of heaven and earth!

It's not terrible to be ambitious, it's terrible to be too ambitious and incapacitating.

In this world, I don't know how many people just can't achieve anything because they are too ambitious.

Yao Xian'er, as a descendant of Lanyue Mansion, doesn't know how many such people she has seen.

She couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust in her heart!

I thought this was a jade that had yet to be carved, but was it just an empty ambition?

In fact, she is not disgusted with the ambition of the pastoral world, and even has some small expectations.

In her opinion, this is a promising teenager.

Born from a humble background, but unwilling to be lonely, with amazing talent, but not too proud.

He has a pampered habit that the disciples of those families do not have, and he works harder, harder, and harder.

Such a temperament, coupled with the ambition it should have, is not only harmless, but can even make the future more dazzling.

However, when this ambition exceeds the ability and potential to match it, it becomes a void and disgusting!

“”

In the end, Yao Xian'er didn't say anything. Pushing out the beads of water in her palm, she turned straight and was about to leave.

"Tread"

At this moment, an old man quickly came speeding from a distance.

With an anxious face, he went straight to the high platform.

"Pastoral world, something happened!"

The person who came was Fengling, the master of the Medicine Pavilion.

"How?"

Mu Jie frowned slightly.

There was only one thing that could make this old man flustered.

"Wind Spirit, it's Wind Spirit!"

"That kid burns up"

Sure enough, Feng Ling looked panicked.

"Let's go!"

Mu Jie's face changed slightly, and without saying a word, he stood up and left.

Yao Xian'er frowned, and couldn't help but feel a touch of curiosity in her heart.

Although the contact time has not been long, she knows the character of the pastoral world.

"What's wrong?"

She could clearly feel the worry from the bottom of her heart, and in her mind, the pastoral world has always been a calm and unflustered person.

What is it?

Can make him so anxious?!

The ghost sent the gods, her steps were light, and she quickly disappeared following the steps of the two.

"It was fine, but suddenly it burned!"

"I tried everything, but I couldn't control the fire."

Feng Ling looked panicked, and tears almost flowed down.

The pastoral community ignored it.

He pondered silently in his mind.

Did that method fail?

The shy and immature face came to mind, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

His steps quickened, and his figure disappeared like electricity

The room was empty.

There was only a flame mixed with golden threads, burning unscrupulously.

This is Yang Yanhuo, a product.

Among the solar crystals, it is not only the solar essence fire. On its periphery, there is the nine-rank Ten Black Sky Flames, and then the outer layer, the eight-rank Great Sun Pattern Flame, then the seventh-rank flowing fire, and the sixth-rank empty fire

And the Yang Flame Flame is just the product of the refining of the Golden Crow Light Flame of the Fourth Grade.

However, after all, it comes from the sun crystal seed, and although it has been refined countless times, it is still difficult to change its domineering and violent nature.

"This kid!"

The pastoral world couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

In his plan, it was for the wind spirit to take the elixir little by little and digest the sun essence in it. When the time came, he protected the Dharma on the side, and with the support of his whole spiritual power, it was enough to easily evolve the Yang Flame.

This method is slow, but it is safe and has no side effects at all.

And yet, now!

The wind spirit actually swallowed all the elixirs in one go.

An endless stream of sun essence gathered, and finally turned into a wisp of yang fire.

This wisp of flame is unparalleled, and once it is formed, it burrows into the limbs of the wind spirit.

He was a mortal, and the meridians in his body were blocked so that his body was weak, but this rush directly scorched him and fainted.

"Fortunately, I found it in time!"

The pastoral world secretly breathed a cold breath.

A little later, that wisp of flame would be enough to burn the wind spirit to ashes!

He stretched out his palm and stroked it towards the Wind Spirit's chest.

A faint golden light began to spread from his palm, slowly spreading all over his palm.

And as the golden palm moved, the blazing sun flame suddenly stagnated, like a frightened rabbit, and contracted wildly.

Instinctively, they sensed the threat and quickly burrowed into the wind spirit's body, shivering.

Forcing the flames back into his body, the Pastoral Realm's hands began to move rapidly.

The slender ten fingers were covered with golden fireworks, and they were even more fiery and domineering, unleashing an incomparable deterrent.

This is the pure essence of the sun, the source of all fires.

In front of them, Yang Yanhuo is like a newborn baby, without the slightest resistance.

Soon, those flames were forcibly kneaded into more than a dozen wisps, they were expelled, and finally quietly sat on the periphery of the wind spirit's lower abdomen dantian, like a dozen small points of light, silently spinning non-stop.

"Whew!"

After doing all this, the pastoral community finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wind Spirit's physique was so weak that he had to be careful with every movement.

Fortunately, after experiencing the Sun Crystal Rebellion, his control of the Sun Essence Fire has obviously improved by more than one notch. Otherwise, it's definitely not that easy.

The golden glow between the hands dissipated, replaced by a faint gray.

It's so smart and vibrant.

As soon as they appeared, they were quickly broken down into strands and burrowed into the wind spirit's body along their fingers.

"Whew!"

The speed was fast, and those wisps of gray air spread to the limbs.

Some of them turned into the purest form of life, nourishing the flesh and blood of the damaged meridians, while some of them kept circulating, enveloping the surface of those independent yang flames.

Soon, the flames were gone, replaced by strange clouds of red and gray.

They are located in all corners of the lower abdomen of the wind spirit, like a dozen stars, guarding the dantian.

"Hmm"

A murmur.

The wind spirit woke up silently.

"Bang!"

Before he could come to his senses, a fist came at him and slammed it on the head.

"Little bastard, if there is a next time, you will be burned down, even the cemetery will be saved!"

The pastoral world roared.

"Hey, hey"

Feng Ling touched his bulging little head, and a shy smile appeared on his face.

Is he stupid?

Not stupid at all!

So why torture yourself so much?

Look behind that shy smile, that touch of resoluteness and madness is not much worse than the pastoral world!

In this world, there are always some people who do not hesitate to gamble with their lives for the dream in their hearts!

They are the biggest gamblers and either have nothing or, have it all!

They prefer the latter to the former.

Even if it's your own everything you pay for it...

Yao Xian'er kept her mouth shut.

Looking at the big and small in front of her, she couldn't speak.

Born in Lanyue Mansion, as the eldest lady. She is the daughter of the lord of Lanyue Mansion, and she is loved by thousands of people.

Even if she wants the stars in the sky, someone will pick them for her.

She couldn't understand what it was like to gamble with her life.

She will only be surprised, she will wonder, she will be incredible.

Yao Xian'er, who was distracted for a while, didn't even know how she got to the Thousand Feather Fu ship.

She sat on that ornate throne and fell silent.

Until someone wakes her up.

"Miss?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised.

It was the first time he had seen Mademoiselle so distracted.

Did you suffer any grievances?!

"Uncle Chi, you say, in this world, is there really anything that can be fought with your life?"

Yao Xian'er asked.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man stagnated slightly.

Then he came back to his senses.

Miss was stunned

That's a good thing, though.

Everything was too easy for Miss. It's smooth sailing, and it's good if you live in peace all the time, but if you encounter troubled times

Thinking of this, he felt the need to teach the young lady a lesson.

"The law of the jungle, the law of heaven and earth!"

"If you want something, you will lose something!"

"Miss, although the Lanyue Mansion is strong, countless years ago, it was also bought by the ancestors with their lives and blood."

The middle-aged man's tone was solemn, and he slowly described another cruel world

Herdsman, martial arts field.

The pastoral world looked at the ascetic pastoral disciples below, and a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart for no reason.

This throbbing came suddenly, and it came for no reason.

However, the pastoral community has taken it to heart.

For cultivators, although everything in the world is changeable, it is all in cause and effect, and it will not come out of nowhere.

Especially people with a keen soul in the pastoral world are more aware of this.

He had always taken this uneasiness as an early warning, a warning from the depths of his soul.

It is precisely because of this that he has been able to survive countless crises.

"It's too short."

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

In his opinion, these disciples were still too immature.

Even if he is given another five years, no, even if he is given another three years, he is confident enough to train a good war department.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one!

"From today onwards, cultivators who have entered the Condensation Pulse Realm, a team of ten, will cultivate the battle array!"

After thinking about it, the pastoral community issued an order.

He took out the battle array jade slips that he had prepared a long time ago and distributed them one by one.

And then there's the new training method.

Training that is even more rigorous and brutal than usual!

Before everyone could digest it, a series of rewards and punishments followed!

"With a squad as a unit, those who exceed the task will have a three-grade elixir for each person!"

"Similarly, if you don't complete the task, the remaining training will be doubled until it is completed!"

No one muttered and rebelled like last time.

Having gone through a round of penance, they all knew that there was no point in resisting at all.

Instead of wasting your energy, it would be better to use it for the next hell!

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