Fear the twilight of heroes, fear the twilight of pride.

After the defeat, the old monkey king has been expelled from the monkey group, and his former glory has been lost.

It is now a wanderer of this macaque mountain.

There's no going back to that huge group.

Dragging his scarred body, he used his only remaining right eye to gaze deeply in the direction where the monkeys were going.

Then he staggered out of this sad place.

Half an hour later,

Walking through a jungle, you will be greeted by a crystal clear stream.

The old monkey king climbed to the river, and the river reflected his scarred and embarrassed self.

Angrily slapping the water, making countless splashes, it turned into a soup chicken in an instant.

"The anger of the loser can only be anger!"

Fang Yuan's face was expressionless, looking at the old monkey king who was powerless to slap the water from a distance, without the slightest wave in his heart.

He's a loser, too, scarred, but he's not angry.

No one in this world will always succeed, they will fail, but the number of times is different.

"It's just that I still have a chance to succeed, and you don't!"

They are all losers, but they are not the same.

The old monkey king is already old, and this is the last failure, and it has no faith and time to succeed.

And Fang Yuan is still young, like the rising sun, there are infinite possibilities in the future, he can fail many times!

The old monkey king roared a few times weakly.

Then he calmed down, scooping water with one hand and turning his head on alert, guarding against everything around him.

Fang Yuan was not in a hurry, an excellent hunter must have the heart to endure loneliness.

This monkey king was seriously injured, and he broke away from the group, and he was already a turtle in an urn.

Why bother scaring the snake, just wait for the opportunity.

After the old monkey king drank the water, he walked a little further towards the bushes and weeds.

All it has to do is find new territory and continue to survive.

Maybe we can gather some more ordinary monkeys and be kings again.

Walking to a place, the old monkey king stopped, and kept pushing away the weeds with both hands, looking for a way out.

At this moment, the Monkey King's vigilance is not so high.

The opportunity has come.

Fang Yuan took advantage of this time, from a distance of ten zhang, he rushed with arrows, a hot red fireball the size of a human head condensed in front of him, and as he pointed forward, he said in a low voice: "Go." ”

Comprehending a trace of the mystery of the spell, he cast the spell with an astonishing speed, and launched it almost instantly.

When the fireball was about to hit the back of the old monkey king, it suddenly turned around and fell into another weed, igniting the surroundings, and the flames rose.

The fireball passed by, and the frightened old monkey king jumped.

But this jump is also making it impossible to get out.

Fang Yuan didn't stop after casting the fireball, he didn't make any contribution to the fireball technique, and he wasn't surprised.

While the fireball was still in the air, he had already cast the spell again, and an earthy yellow prison enveloped the old Monkey King.

Intermediate Spell - Sandstone Alchemy!

The fireball technique is just to confuse.

The real killer move has already been laid out.

The prison enveloped the old monkey king, and then the stone and soil on the ground fell like mud and sand, and golden rays appeared in the air.

In an instant, the old monkey king would not have expected to be like this, his feet were stuck in the sand, and it was difficult to get out.

There was another golden glow in the air, bringing up patches of blood.

There was a scream, and the demonic power on his body surged, but to no avail.

The spell attack in the cage became even more violent, and the sand and stone swept through the old monkey king's body and mind like a blunt knife.

The golden light gathered together, forming a golden thread, one slashed the old monkey king's thigh, and the other slashed through its waist, almost cutting the old monkey king in half, and the red, green, and black flowed to the ground.

The movement of the struggle became smaller.

But Fang Yuan didn't rush to care about it, but came to the weeds and stretched out his hand to push it away.

Really......

Just when the old monkey king rolled to dodge the fireball.

Fang Yuan saw that there was an elixir in the weeds, seven inches in size, small and exquisite, with emerald green roots, like ginseng's ginseng.

Some of the rhizomes are translucent, like emeralds.

Nine round leaves, three of which have purple leaves at the bottom and the other six are turquoise and turquoise, which shade each other.

Around the rhizome, it forms a disc shape.

This is a nine-leaf vitality grass, a first-order elixir, and purple leaves have healing properties.

It was precisely because of it that Fang Yuan had to make the Fireball Technique turn.

It takes ten years for each leaf to turn purple, and this nine-leaf vitality grass has been medicinal for thirty years.

The value is about to be compared to this white-headed golden monkey king, but it is an unexpected joy.

It seems that the Monkey King should have also discovered this elixir and wanted to take it off and swallow it to treat his injuries.

Knowing this, Fang Yuan first took out two jade boxes, then picked three purple jade-like leaves, and put them into the jade boxes.

Then he cut out the whole root of this elixir and put it into another jade box.

Nine-leaf grass, only the mature purple leaves have healing value, and the rest of the green leaves have no effect.

But it is a repetitive consumable elixir, which can continue to be cultivated, as long as the aura is sufficient, there will always be nine leaves on this vitality grass.

Theoretically, you just need to plant it, and then you will have a steady stream of purple leaves.

In this way, the value will be higher than that of the white-headed golden monkey king.

After putting away the nine-leaf vitality grass, and turning around again, the white-headed golden snub-nosed monkey king died after struggling on the ground a few times.

Fang Yuan collected all the materials on the Monkey King's body in the past.

The most precious thing is, of course, the handful of white hairs on the head, which are taken off by the roots, there are about a hundred roots, worth a hundred spirit stones.

Then he gouged out the only remaining blue eye of the monkey king and put it in the jade bottle.

After the eyes of monkey monsters leave their bodies, they turn into crystals for some reason.

The rest of the Monkey King's corpse, after thinking about it, finally received it in the storage bag.

After cleaning everything up,

Shi Shiran got up and left,

Although the traces have been cleared, this place cannot be left for long.

The Qi and blood spilled on the ground by the Monkey King are easy to induce danger.

Fang Yuan's figure disappeared into the dense forest.

……

A moment later, a cracking sound sounded.

There were three more figures in place.

The three of them look alike, but there is a slight difference in height, and they are actually triplet brothers.

You must know that in the cultivation realm, people with spiritual roots are very rare, even if both parents are monks, there is no guarantee that the offspring born will definitely have spiritual roots.

Not to mention that the triplets all have spiritual roots.

If someone sees them, they will recognize them at first sight.

These three people are also quite famous in the casual cultivation, and the three of them are all cultivating at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, known as the three masters of the Ruan family.

Although the spiritual root qualifications are all miscellaneous spiritual roots, the fact that the three of them are triplets is enough to make people remember them.

I saw the leader Ruan Yunhai, the boss, walk to the place where the old monkey king died, grab a handful of blood-red mud and sand from the ground, put it to his mouth and sniff it lightly, and then said: "It should be the intermediary demon beast white-headed golden snub-nosed monkey, and it died not long ago." ”

The second eldest Ruan Yunping walked to the grass of the nine-leaf vitality grass, picked up the remaining roots from the deep pit left behind, tasted it lightly, and his eyes lit up, "It's the nine-leaf vitality grass!" ”

The three of them got together, and the eldest Ruan Yunhai thought for a while and said, "It should be that the white-headed golden snub-nosed monkey failed in the competition for the monkey king, came here, and was killed by other monks!" ”

"It seems that there is only one person, and that person's cultivation is at most about the sixth level of Qi cultivation, and he has a very powerful spell!"

Through sparse clues, the truth of the matter was guessed in a few words, and I have to say that Ruan's Sanjie is very smart.

"Big brother, do you want to do it?"

The third elder, Ruan Yunlong, asked.

The three brothers are famous not because of the characteristics of triplets, but because of their ruthlessness.

The three brothers often hunted people and monsters, which led to today's existence.

"Chase!"

The boss didn't hesitate, the other party was just one person, and there were three of them.

Besides, the nine-leaf grass and the corpse of the Monkey King were enough to make their hearts move.

After hearing this, the third elder, Ruan Yunlong, released a pangolin-like demon beast from the spirit beast bag and communicated with it in an unknown language.

Then my pangolin sniffed in the grass of the nine-leaf clover and ran in one direction.

The three brothers also followed suit.