Hong Yuan stayed at Jiang Nai's spiritual field for nearly a morning, watching Xiao Yue'er contact Lingzhi under Jiang Nai's guidance, and even working in the field herself.

Xiao Yue'er, who wore peasant clothes, was a little less noble and more idyllic, which made Hong Yuan feel more cordial.

Because he Hongyuan was also born in mud legs, he is no stranger to farming.

But after all, this is farmland, and Xiao Yue'er only experienced it a little, and in the end, she still had to rely on important techniques such as "Little Cloud and Rain Technique" and "Weeding Gold" to solve it.

After all kinds of weeds on the spiritual field were nourished by the vitality, they were really thick and hard. The most disgusting are the pests, which are even more annoying.

In Jiang Nai's soft and glutinous words, Hong Yuan heard Jiang Nai's helplessness. This is probably the trouble of mediocre qualifications, even if they control all kinds of Lingtian exercises, the true yuan stock in their bodies is not enough for them to be able to use more exercises.

"Nelle, this artifact I have here should be able to help you."

Hong Yuan took out a second-order sickle element from the medium-sized storage bag and handed it over.

Jiang Nai hurriedly excused himself and rejected Hong Yuan.

"Senior Brother Hong, this gift is too valuable."

Valuable? Such a question suddenly flashed in Hong Yuan's mind.

This second-order scythe element weapon is only more than 500 yuan, and I have already tried my best to take out low-value things, how can this be valuable?

It's just that when he saw Jiang Nai's clothes, Hong Yuan woke up in shock. Not everyone can get rich like him, and not everyone is the daughter of an elder like Lin Yiru.

The gentle girl in front of her was just an ordinary disciple of the Spirit Plantation Garden, and every piece of Yuan Stone had to be carefully calculated, and she wished that one piece would be broken into two pieces to use.

"Take it." Hong Yuan said softly, seeing that Jiang Nai still had a sense of rejection on his face, Hong Yuan forcefully put the sickle element in Jiang Nai's hand, "Just borrow it from me." ”

"Sister Jiang, you can take it, the last thing that Uncle Xiao lacks is the Yuan Weapon." Xiao Yue'er is also persuading Jiang Nai to accept it, but she knows very well how rich her little uncle is.

Hearing this, Jiang Nai was silent for a moment, and finally nodded his head firmly, and said softly: "Hmm." ”

A quarter of an hour later, Hong Yuan left with Xiao Yue'er, and Jiang Nai, who was in the same place, was still waving his hand, his eyes firmly locked on Hong Yuan.

"Senior Brother Hong, I will definitely practice hard and strive to catch up with you." Jiang Nai said to himself.

A second-order element artifact with hundreds of Yuan Stones may not be a drop in the bucket for Hong Yuan, and he is not even qualified to let him take a high look.

But for Jiang Nai, this second-order element weapon was enough for her to work for five years to raise it, and she was not necessarily willing to buy it.

In the final analysis, she was just an ordinary official disciple of the Spirit Plantation Garden.

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After spending a happy day with Xiao Yue'er, Hong Yuan once again moved forward in an orderly manner according to his plan, making progress every day, and the data on the panel was refreshed day by day.

A month later, Hong Yuan's sensual doppelganger had reached a bottleneck in all aspects, so he thought about it and manipulated the lidal clone to go out and go to the martial arts stage.

In many cases, combat power does not depend solely on the realm and the number of exercises and means, after all, no matter how good the exercises are, they also depend on who is using them.

In order to be able to perfectly exert the strength of the power clone, Hong Yuan decided to find an opponent to fight in the sect and increase his combat experience.

Perform martial arts.

There are nearly thirty rings in the large and bright bluestone square on one side, and this is only a D-level area. However, the atmosphere of the battle was very fierce and powerful.

Hong Yuan walked to the registration platform and paid thirty yuan stones, before he was registered in the Ding Twenty-third ring, as long as he went through two more rounds of duels, then he could go up.

The rules of the ring are very simple, lose one game and you will be eliminated, and if you win ten games in a row and meet the main conditions of the defender, you can enter a higher area.

Hongyuan is currently in the D-level area, and those who win will be able to enter the C-level area.

Walking under the twenty-third ring, Hong Yuan looked up at the two fighting opponents above.

The two disciples were both dressed in black martial arts suits, so that people couldn't tell their identities, but as soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one. Hong Yuan could see at a glance that their strength was average, and they were only in the middle realm of a first-order martial artist.

"Good boy, these guys are just little guys who have just opened their minds, are they in such a hurry to become famous and get a good way out?" Hong Yuan touched his chin and thought.

Every year, a large number of disciples make a name for themselves through the martial arts platform and gain the favor of different elders, so as to change their lives against the sky and rise to prominence.

But that is obviously for those disciples with good combat power and qualifications but mediocre qualifications, ordinary people come to participate in the ring battle when they are in the middle realm of the first order, wouldn't that be a gift of Yuan Shi in vain?

Cracking sound!

Bursts of blades and swords flashed, and the momentum was extremely great, but the two were not up or down, it was really a rookie who was scolding each other, and the corners of Hong Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

After the final decision was made, the two showed their sympathy for each other and hated each other, and Hong Yuan became more and more speechless.

"Rookies fighting each other have become Huashan swords, you know how to fight." Hong Yuan complained.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to finally take his turn to play in person.

Xie Liu, an official disciple of the Fu Array Palace, stood on the stage and watched Hong Yuan enter the ring.

"Refining Hall Hongyuan?" The outer door deacon asked.

"Well, it's me." Hong Yuan replied.

After receiving Hong Yuan's affirmative answer, the deacon of the outer gate raised the gong in his hand and began to strike.

Dangdang!

The competition between Hong Yuan and the official disciples of the Fu Array Hall officially began.

"From the Refining Hall? You're unlucky to meet me. Xie Liuwei raised his head.

Hong Yuan looked down at his dress and sighed lightly.

Is it because he was despised because he didn't wear the blue robe that represented the disciples? It's really helpless.

"Let me show you my Fu Array Palace-"

Xiong Li Gu.

Before Xie Liu finished speaking, Hong Yuan inspired his own means.

A deafening bear roar sounded, and a sturdy black bear phantom appeared behind Hong Yuan.

In Xie Liu's frightened gaze, Hong Yuan punched in, and the fist wind stirred, making him creepy, and every part of his body was making a strong alarm sound.

Die, will die, will die.

Under this blow, he will really die!

"Why is this man frozen?" Hong Yuan frowned slightly.

As a last resort, Hong Yuan turned his fist into a palm and slapped it lightly at the frightened Xie Liu.

Xie Liu immediately jumped out of the ring and rushed into the distance, and when he left, Xie Liu still didn't understand.

Why is such an ordinary Refining Hall disciple so powerful, and besides, the strength of these damn blacksmiths is really amazing!

In one day, Hong Yuan played from the D-level area to the first-class area, and the record was extraordinary!