Carved dragon and jade phoenix, antique Tibetan scripture pavilion, Hongyuan is good to take a moment, strolling in it.

As soon as the half-year period passed, he returned to the sect and began to digest resources and turn them into strength to enhance his own foundation.

At this moment, Hong Yuan is looking for other exercises for incarnations outside the body.

He has now cultivated the "Nine Blood Differentiation Technique" to the second level, but the Yuan Stone consumed by the "Nine Blood Differentiation Technique" is too exaggerated, and Hong Yuan feels the pressure, so he wants to find a more cost-effective external incarnation technique.

"What, if there is no area on the first floor, why will there be no area on the second floor?"

Hong Yuan frowned slightly, slightly unhappy.

This was the fifth day he had been in the Scripture Pavilion, and he had found nothing.

Hong Yuan visited the body area, sword area, and fist area three times, even if it was the miscellaneous book area, Hong Yuan also visited twice, but he still didn't get anything.

Inexplicably, Hong Yuan's gaze fell on the third floor, the third floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that was suspected to be guarded by the Martial Saint Elder.

"There is no one on the first and second floors, but there will definitely be one on the third floor." Hong Yuan said secretly, "It's just that you need a phoenix feather token to go to the third floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and my current merit points are simply not enough to exchange for a phoenix feather token." ”

After some thought, Hong Yuan gave up looking for the second out-of-body incarnation technique, and instead began to collect information about the true body of the Dao.

Thinking about it, no matter how flawed the technique of incarnation outside the body is, it always gives the practitioner an alternative second life, and this kind of exercise is very precious!

After giving up the idea of greed, Hong Yuan gathered the information of the true body of the Dao very quickly.

In the reading area, you can always see Hong Yuan bowing his head in meditation, writing and drawing on paper.

Since it costs an indefinite amount of Yuan Shi to borrow books or buy books, Hong Yuan's extravagant behavior attracted the attention of the rest of the disciples, and it was initially estimated that Hong Yuan spent nearly 10,000 yuan just to watch miscellaneous books!

"The Taisun Yang Mang's Body, the Ancient Moon Yin Desolate Body, the Northern Darkness Ice Body, the Mighty True Martial Body, and the Pure Dream Seeking Truth Body...... Each of the ten absolute bodies has a corresponding Dao mark, and the talent for the corresponding Dao school is higher. ”

Watching the introduction of these ten forbidden Dao true bodies, Hong Yuan was faintly excited in his heart.

The true elements of the ten absolute bodies occupy ten percent of the void, because there are too many true elements, even if there is no rest, there is always a true element to wash the void, and the cultivation is extremely fast. But because of this, the burden of the void is large, and it often explodes and dies.

Therefore, they must cultivate to the Martial Saint realm in the shortest possible time, otherwise they will die.

"My body honestly cultivates the Ten Thousand Silence Yuan Body, but my clone can carry out the cultivation of the Ten Absolute Bodies~"

Hong Yuan thought of this with a smile of joy on his face.

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…

As the battlefield ahead became more and more intense, Hong Yuan's comfortable life was gone.

He had to work with his senior brother Zhu Wuxian in the Jialiu Workshop, working overtime to build weapons, and be a person who contributed to the sect.

Jialiu workshop room.

The hot air was filled with strong male hormones, accompanied by one "he-ha" sound after another, and one weapon after another was thrown into the pool of cold water.

Swords, guns, bows and arrows, armor......

It was only one morning before a disciple from the deacon's hall came to retrieve the weapon.

As soon as the leaves fell, the autumn solstice, and the intensity of the battle exceeded Hong Yuan's expectations!

"Bang, bang."

The sledgehammer struck the cold iron hard, and Hong Yuan was still working non-stop.

He was already a second-order peak martial artist, but he still felt a little tired, because he had continuously forged ten second-order weapon embryos.

But this is less than one-third of the task assigned to him by his senior brother, and he has to continue to be busy until late at night today.

is so tired, but Hong Yuan is secretly lucky in his heart.

"The rear has been squeezed into this way, and the front will definitely beat you to the death, and countless disciples have fallen."

"It's good that I ran back in time, otherwise I would have been involved in this big battle."

Hong Yuan rejoiced in his heart.

He has so many tasks on his back, so the responsibility of his senior brother Zhu Wuxian is even more important.

Zhu Wushu gave full play to the strength of his veteran second-order caster, and when Hong Yuan cast ten second-order weapon embryos, Zhu Wushu had already cast fifteen second-order weapon embryos.

But even if they are so efficient and so hardworking, they are still in a hurry, and they have to work overtime to complete the survey work.

"Ah Yuan, senior brother called you over." Zhao Gonghe walked over from the area where Zhu Wuxian was and brought a message to Hong Yuan.

At this time, Zhao Gonghe was already a first-order foundry.

Inspired by Hong Yuan's strong talent and strength, Zhao Gonghe was angry and changed his bad style in the past.

Basically, he hasn't been to the Qinglou Painting Boat, like an image of a prodigal son looking back.

Because Zhao Gonghe blocked the catastrophe for Lin Yiru before, he was initially recognized by Lin Daoyan, and Zhu Wuxian also changed his opinion of him, so Zhao Gonghe's strength flew in in an all-round way.

"yes, I see." Hong Yuan nodded slightly.

These days, he also learned about the good changes of Zhao Gonghe, but Hong Yuan didn't care at all. His vision has long gone beyond the competition between his peers and disciples.

Hong Yuan put down the sledgehammer in his hand and turned around and walked in the direction of his senior brother Zhu Wuxian.

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Two days later, at dusk, Hong Yuan came out of the Jialiu workshop and walked along the road to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Today was lucky, and he was assigned fewer tasks, so he was able to complete the task early, and even had time to go to the Scripture Pavilion to continue studying the Ten Absolute Bodies.

Walking on the bluestone avenue, Hong Yuan saw many heavily armed disciples heading to the deacon's hall, wanting to make a name for themselves in this war and obtain cultivation resources.

Most of the formal disciples and cultivators were relatively poor and needed to worry about Yuan Shi. It is very rare for a cultivator like Hong Yuan to collect a large amount of Yuan Stone in a short period of time, and it is simply rare.

Therefore, there is an opportunity to go out to the sect with a large gap and a large gap, and these disciples can't ask for it.

In the purple bamboo forest, Hong Yuan met a stunning white-haired beauty, this white-haired beauty has a cold face, giving people the feeling of facing an iceberg.

Hong Yuan's pupils shrank, watching the white-haired beauty leave.

"Is she Chen Qingdai?"

"Ah Yu, don't be delusional about this senior sister, I can't save you."

"I heard that this senior sister's younger brother Chen Zhen lost his life in this battlefield, and she turned white overnight."

"She came back to sell the spiritual field and buy a large Yuan Array..."

“……”

After Chen Qingdai left the scene, the disciple who knew the inside story was warning his companions.

Hong Yuan's eyes were stunned, he knew Chen Qingdai.

In his memory, Chen Qingdai is a reasonable, gentle and lovely beauty in the water town. But now Chen Qingdai has become so cold and resolute.

"War~" Hong Yuan sighed lightly in his heart.

In an instant, Hong Yuan took a firm step towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

War is cruel, life is not death.

If you don't become a saint for a day, you will end up as a chess piece, and you will not be a chess player.

Hold on, keep going.

(End of chapter)