Chapter 60: Crazy Upgrade!
Looking at Zhu Gui, who was constantly choking on blood and most of his clothes were dyed black, Guan Peng frowned.
Could it be that this Yanggu rice is not ripe, and it is an error in the ancient records?
"Ahem, ahem, I...... It's okay...... cough cough cough cough ...... "The more blood is vomited, the less blood is vomited, and Zhu Gui can finally say a few words between violent coughs."
It's all right, big brother, you're about to vomit blood and die.
Looking at Zhu Gui, who spit out at least seven or eight hundred milliliters of plasma, everyone was very suspicious of his words claiming to be fine.
"This is a normal phenomenon, Yanggu rice contains pure yang essence qi, which can automatically quench the dross and dregs in the qi and blood, and the blood I vomit is all waste blood that has been removed."
Spit out the waste blood, Zhu Gui's eyes were bright, and his breath was obviously pure and refined compared to Fang Cai.
"I see." Carefully identifying Zhu Gui, however, was not harmed at all, but his cultivation improved a lot, and everyone relaxed this time, and their eyes became more and more fiery when they looked at those ripe Yanggu rice.
"Now that we have determined that the Yanggu rice is ripe, let's pick them all."
Guan Peng spoke, and everyone immediately started to move.
There are a total of 17 Yanggu plants in the stone room, and each Yanggu rice ear has a hundred Yanggu rice grains, one grain is not much, and one grain is not much.
In less than half an hour, 1,699 Yanggu rice grains were neatly stacked in the center of the stone room.
The brilliant pale gold glow reflected the faces of everyone, reflecting the indescribable excitement in the pupils of their eyes.
"I account for half of these Yanggu rice, you have no opinion." Looking away from Yanggu rice, Guan Peng slowly spoke.
Hearing that Guan Peng was going to take away half of the Yanggu rice, the eyes of the five people subconsciously revealed a trace of pain and reluctance.
But without exception, no one dared to express an opinion that disagreed.
After all, without Guan Peng, they probably don't even want to get a little bit of these Yanggu rice.
Besides, they annoyed Guan Peng, killed them all in a fit of rage, and swallowed these Yanggu rice alone, and they had no choice.
Strength is the only criterion for making rules.
"I'm okay with that." With a bright mind, Zhu Gui was the first to speak.
I didn't expect this fat man's brain to be so flexible, and Ning Jie Yang Qing, who was preemptive, glared at Zhu Gui, and hurriedly said:
"I don't have a problem either."
"The slave family listens to Brother Peng~"
The remaining trio also quickly said that they would all listen to Guan Peng's arrangement.
"Okay, the remaining fifty percent, Ning Jie, Yang Qing, and Zhu Gui are one percent, and the three of you take the last two percent."
In the blink of an eye, 1,699 Yanggu rice was taken away by everyone.
Monopolizing eight hundred and fifty Yanggu rice, looking at the golden pure Yang treasure like golden beans in front of him, Guan Peng twisted one, squeezed the golden coat, and threw it into his mouth.
As soon as Yanggu rice is eaten, a sweet and pure taste spreads in the mouth, accompanied by a faint feeling of warmth.
With a light thump of his throat, he swallows the Yanggu rice into his stomach.
Feeling the sweetness falling down the esophagus into his stomach, Guan Peng lifted his spirits, and he remembered the picture of Zhu Gui choking blood frantically just now.
Boom β
Less than ten breaths of Yanggu rice entered the abdomen, a huge hot current broke out instantly, like a burst of embankment flood peaks rushing in Guan Peng's body.
Driven by this huge flow of heat, the silent qi and blood involuntarily followed the route of the blood boiling method.
The speed is almost a hundred times that of Guan Peng's daily practice.
And although this warm current is violent, it has a special aura of peace and vastness, no matter how fast the blood runs, there is no sign of losing control, and even the emotional vortex is suppressed to death, and he does not dare to take his head.
Is this pure yang essence?
When he sighed in his heart, a line of small words slowly appeared under Guan Peng's sight.
γOverlord +45γ
After only running for a week, the strong effect of pure yang essence qi directly pushed the proficiency of this level of Overlord Ding to the full!
Boom β
The golden light under his eyes flashed, and at the moment of skill upgrading, the qi and blood in Guan Peng's body suddenly soared, and the total amount of qi and blood that suddenly swelled had nowhere to vent, so he simply squeezed directly into the surrounding flesh and bones.
"Hmm!" With a muffled snort, Guan Peng's figure suddenly swelled to the extent that it was visible to the naked eye.
The skin was stretched open one by one, and thick black and purple waste blood flowed down these wounds, constantly flowing out.
"The total amount of qi and blood has nearly doubled, and the quality has also been much higher." Raising his finger, Guan Peng squeezed the wound on his finger.
A little blood dripped, viscous as a pulp, and it did not fall to the ground.
"Go on." Feeling the warm current in his body gradually subside and dissipate, Guan Peng took another Yanggu rice and stuffed it into his mouth.
The pure yang essence qi has been replenished, and the qi and blood continue to be purified and improved.
And with the help of pure yang essence, the level of the Overlord Ding has been continuously improved!
Level 4!
Level 5!
Level 6!
Level seven!
Level 8!
Level 9!
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Ten thousand beasts are parked, outside the cracks in the Yang Valley.
In the long wind and sand, two figures held a scroll in their hands, and from time to time compared the surrounding scenery, gradually approaching the crack in the ground.
"It should be around here, and the map given by the third uncle will not be wrong." Looking around carefully, Fei Ming, who was dressed in green clothes, looked cold, and had a shallow scar on the corner of his mouth.
"As long as we can find the crack in the ground mentioned on your third uncle's map, we will take the inner Yang Valley, and we will be able to successfully cultivate the qi and blood consummation and complete the selection." Yan Zhen, who was burly on the side, dressed in a strong suit, and had two short knives hanging from his waist, said with a smile.
"That's nature, Yanggu rice is a walking-level treasure, and the pure yang essence contained in it is enough for us to cultivate to the perfection of qi and blood.
It's just that the selection has been going on for a long time, and I'm just worried that the crack will be discovered by others in advance. Fei Ming's eyes showed a hint of worry.
"Don't worry, these ten thousand beasts are three thousand miles up and down, how can there be such a coincidence, wait, look at that, is it the red willow bush marked on the map!" While waving his hand to comfort Fei Ming, Yan Zhen casually skimmed and suddenly found a faint red not far away.
"That's right! Right there! β
With a single step, the two of them instantly turned into two galloping afterimages, and quickly ran to the crack in the ground.
The other side.
Ning Jie's five people each held their share of Yanggu and walked out happily.
Now that the Yanggu rice has arrived, they are all ready to find a safe and secure place to eat Yanggu, waiting for the opportunity to impact the realm of qi and blood perfection.
"With these Yang Valleys, I will definitely be able to rush into the realm of Qi and Blood Perfection and complete the selection!" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the youngest of the trio had bright eyes, and the Yanggu rice in his hand gave him great confidence, so that the mentality that was originally crushed and injured by the big family finally showed signs of healing.
But when he walked to the crack in the ground, the smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet dissipated.
A sharp short knife suddenly flew in, extremely fast, like a Tengyuan black dragon, slashed through the neck with a snort, and then nailed deep into the stone wall behind.
Puff β
The skull rolled down, the corpse fell, and the golden Yanggu rice grains were sprinkled, infected by the flowing blood, and turned into blood beans.
Standing indifferently at the mouth of the cave, Fei Ming and Yan Zhen looked coldly at the remaining four Ning Jie:
"Where did the rats come from, they actually stole my Yanggu!"
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