The Black Dragon Sect, a low-level disciple living in the area.

A burly middle-aged man looked at the blue-robed young man in front of him with jealousy, and made many excuses to leave, but was stopped by the other party.

Not long ago, it was here that after Zhang Qiang defeated Huang Baobao, he was seriously injured by Huang Tianhua's casual blow.

Maybe there is really karma, and it didn't take long for the two to meet again in this place, but the situation was reversed.

Now Zhang Qiang, a casual word makes Huang Tianhua jealous.

"Is Gongzi Huang Baobao okay?" Zhang Qiang suddenly asked.

Huang Tianhua's face was difficult to look at, during this time, Huang Baobao's deeds were spread everywhere in the sect, and he was so old that he was so scared that he peed his pants in public. As a father, he can be said to have lost face.

As a deacon of the inner gate, he can be regarded as a face-saving figure, and the last time he personally punished Zhang Qiang, he even asked for ten spirit stones, so that Zhang Tian and the others became ants on a hot pot. If he hadn't happened to be broken by Lynch, he would have punished Zhang Qiang severely.

But a few days later, he heard that Huang Cen, who was strong, was no match for the young man in front of him.

What's even more bizarre is that after he was busy with the affairs of the sect for a few days, he actually heard that this person had a very close relationship with that genius Lynch, and his strength had greatly improved, and he won the first place in the points of the Mission Hall in one fell swoop!

At this time, even if he went out in person, he was not sure that he would win against the other party. The young man has unlimited potential, and he is too old to be defeated after all.

After being silent for a long time, Huang Tianhua's face changed one after another, and finally said: "Thank you Zhang Daoyou for your concern, my unsuccessful child has done a lot of stupid things, I have locked him up and won't let him come out!"

Zhang Qiang glanced at Huang Tianhua with some surprise, and said secretly in his heart: "He is so enduring, if it weren't for his cultivation potential, I'm afraid it will become a big trouble for himself!" and said at the moment: "Zhang Mou was seriously injured a few days ago, and Huang Baobao and Huang Cen, two Taoist friends, wanted to pick up the bargain, but they were taught a lesson by Zhang. However, Zhang saw Deacon Huang's face and let them go, I wonder if Deacon Huang knows about it?"

Huang Tianhua's brows furrowed into the word "Sichuan", and he had a faint feeling of bad feeling in his heart, and sure enough, he heard Zhang Qiang say again: "Zhang's injuries have worsened because of this, I don't know who to ask for this medical fee?"

"That's right!" Huang Tianhua sighed and thought: "This son already has some climate, and the so-called people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads." It's better to suffer the immediate loss, at least avoid a catastrophe. He said at the moment: "Zhang Daoyou's injuries are aggravated, my unsuccessful child has a lot of responsibility, I don't know what Zhang Daoyou wants, you might as well put it forward, Huang will do his best." ”

Zhang Qiang said: "I need to exchange for some elixir to heal my wounds, and you also see that the black gas of my wound is highly poisonous." Preliminary calculations, to say the least, it will cost twenty spirit stones, what does Deacon Huang think?"

Huang Tianhua showed a hint of surprise, originally thought that Zhang Qiang wanted the lion to open his mouth, but he didn't expect that he just asked for ten more spirit stones than last time, and looked at Zhang Qiang with some disbelief.

Zhang Qiang understood what Huang Tianhua was thinking, but he didn't explain, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Could it be that as the deacon of Huang Daoyou's inner gate, he can't get just twenty spirit stones?"

Although Huang Tianhua was puzzled, he immediately agreed, for fear that Zhang Qiang would regret it.

In fact, Zhang Qiang also has his own thoughts, not that he doesn't want the lion to open his mouth, but that he heard Huang Baobao mention that he is an uncle from Yunjiashan.

Yun Jia Mountain and the Black Dragon Sect are very different, if you describe it according to the proportions, Yun Jia Mountain is stronger than a hundred Black Dragon Sects!

Although his strength has greatly improved, Zhang Qiang is not stupid enough to offend Yun Jiashan's people.

Asking Huang Tianhua for twenty spirit stones made him a little painful on the one hand, and on the other hand, he would not jump off the wall in a hurry.

Since then, Huang Tianhua has suffered a loss at the hands of Zhang Qiang, and he will never dare to offend Zhang Tian and others in the future. At the same time, he can bear this little loss, and he will not pull down his face to beg the master of Yunjia Mountain.

It turned out that Zhang Qiang's idea was right, Huang Tianhua promised to take the spirit stone and send it to Zhang Tian, and Zhang Qiang let him go.

After returning to his residence, Zhang Tian's father and daughter were busy helping Zhang Qiang clean his wounds, and even specially boiled a spiritual ginseng to help him recover.

The father and daughter were extremely happy, although they didn't know how Zhang Qiang made Huang Tianhua jealous, but the big loss they suffered last time was still in their hearts. At this time, although he was busy healing Zhang Qiang's injuries, he had a sense of pleasure of raising his eyebrows and getting revenge.

Zhang Qiang knew that he only needed to run the method of refining the body to recover, but in order not to let Zhang Tian worry, he still obediently drank the ginseng soup.

Zhang Tian spoke a little nagging, constantly dissuading Zhang Qiang from doing dangerous things, Zhang Qiang just nodded perfunctorily, but he enjoyed such a precious family affection in his heart.

finally sent Zhang Tian's father and daughter away under the pretext that he was tired and tired, and Zhang Qiang still felt warm in his heart.

Standing upside down, holding the ground with one hand, Zhang Qiang immediately cultivated according to the method of refining the body......

I have to say that this body refining method is extremely magical, not to mention the powerful power, and the effect is extremely exaggerated for injury recovery.

However, after a day's effort, the scars on Zhang Qiang's body gradually healed, leaving only some scars that were not too conspicuous.

The poison left by the poisonous scorpion was also gradually discharged, and after Zhang Qiang was sure that his body was fine, he thought about it silently.

"When we encounter danger three times and twice, in the final analysis, it is the reason for our low cultivation. If my spiritual power cultivation reaches the seventh layer, I believe that I will be able to deal with that ghost cultivator!" Thinking of this, Zhang Qiang remembered something, and his face was happy.

It turned out that when he was fighting with the ghost cultivator, Zhang Qiang discovered a very wonderful thing.

When he used the small stick to perform the method of controlling the spirit, the spiritual power cultivation in his body was obviously improved.

According to his cultivation, he had not yet reached the peak of the fourth layer of Qi training, but when he was fighting with the ghost cultivator and using the method of the Imperial Spirit to stimulate the sword in Xiao Yan's stick, he clearly sensed that his spiritual power had improved.

It can be said that he has reached the consummation of the fourth layer of qi training, and he has already stood on the threshold of the fifth layer of qi training, and he only needs to go one step further to become a fifth-layer qi cultivation monk.

It has only been less than half a month, and the spiritual power has to be refined to the fifth level of Qi training, and I believe that the foundation building, which is extremely difficult in the eyes of others, is also very promising.

It's really exciting!

Zhang Qiang pondered for a long time, mastered the method of controlling the spirit, and found that this method really had a huge effect on increasing spiritual power cultivation.

"The exercises that can significantly increase the cultivation of spiritual power are definitely much stronger than the sect's low-grade qi cultivation method!" Zhang Qiang directly gave up the sect's qi cultivation method and changed to the method of cultivating the spirit.

After a while, Zhang Qiang's eyes flashed, and he muttered: "It turns out that the effect of the method of the spirit control is related to the soul power absorbed by the small stick, and the soul of the old man who cultivates the sword is strong, so I can only significantly improve my spiritual cultivation when I run the magic technique." Now that the soul power of the sword cultivator has been consumed, there is only a mass of soul power that is not considered a powerful one, and the effect of my cultivation has weakened. ”

"But why didn't you have the soul power of the blood-haired demon wolves that you killed so many blood-haired demon wolves before? Could it be that the demon beasts are different from humans? Or did I not stimulate this characteristic of the little Yan stick at that time?" Thinking of this, Zhang Qiang decided to do a test.

......

Half a day later, in the demon beast forest not far from the Black Dragon Sect, a young man in a blue robe rushed forward.

The young man was holding a dark and huge mace in his hand, and his eyes were extremely bright, giving people a sense of calmness that did not match his age, it was Zhang Qiang.

Due to the fact that he has come here many times to hunt demon wolves, Zhang Qiang is very familiar with the route here, and in the dense forest with no sense of direction, he flickers left and right without the slightest hesitation.

The periphery of the demon beast deep forest is full of some first-level demon beasts, Zhang Qiang's strength is now greatly improved, and he will no longer take the first-level demon beasts to heart.

He came this time to see if Xiao Yan Stick could absorb the soul power of the demon beast. If he can, he will go on a killing spree, collect soul power, and then use these soul power to cultivate spiritual power and improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

I still remember that the mysterious man asked him to find the blood orchid, but Lynch had already made it clear that if he wanted the blood orchid, the only chance was to participate in the core disciple assessment.

Only if you excel in the assessment can you be thought of by the sect master, and even reward a blood orchid.

However, if you want to participate in the core disciple assessment, the first hard rule is to have a five-layer cultivation of qi, although Zhang Qiang is sure to break through from the fourth layer of qi training to the fifth layer of qi training, he is not satisfied with this.

If you participate in the assessment with the minimum requirements, you will inevitably suffer a big loss due to insufficient cultivation. He had already made up his mind in his heart to improve his spiritual cultivation as much as possible before participating in the assessment.

Counting the days, the time for this month's assessment will be three days later. It's so stressful!

Just as he was thinking about it, a demon wolf with blood-red hair suddenly jumped out, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Zhang Qiang's neck.

"I'm looking for you!" Zhang Qiang urged the spiritual power in his body, only to see a flash of inspiration on the little stick, and he made a big circle.

Picking up the huge small stick, Zhang Qiang jumped up and smashed directly at the blood-haired demon wolf.

There is nothing special about this demon wolf, it's just a first-level demon wolf that has fallen behind.

At this time, Zhang Qiang looked like a mortal Hercules, the small stick in his hand was almost a person's length, and the weight of three hundred catties was like an ordinary wooden stick in his hand, without the slightest delay.

With a bang, the wolf's whole body flew up, like a sandbag, smashing a tree hard, and then like a puddle of mud, it didn't move.

Zhang Qiang held the small stick, approached the body of the demon wolf, and his divine sense was submerged in the small stick, and he sensed it carefully.

I saw a faint blue light flash away, and it appeared from the top of the demon wolf's head, and directly submerged into the small stick.

"There is!" Sensing a touch of blue light in the little stick, Zhang Qiang's face was happy.

However, seeing that Lan Mang's body size was no more than the size of a bean, and the light emitted was obviously much dimmer, Zhang Qiang muttered: "It seems that the soul power of the demon beast is much weaker than that of the cultivator! ”

A gust of wind came, mixed with bursts of bloody gas, Zhang Qiang's expression moved, staring closely at the direction where the wind was blowing.

The experience of hunting demon beasts many times told him that there were wolves in front of him, and judging by the breath, there were at least thirty blood-haired demon wolves!