Volume 1 The World in the Mirror Chapter 33: The Threat of the Foundation Monks
Even though Jiang Yu had fallen asleep, the divine light was still repairing his foot, washing away the dirt, and making his feet glow with strong vitality. His feet were being reassembled, recast, polished, and unusually strong. This time, the Suishi consumed was too much, and it did not turn into useless work, but nourished him.
When he woke up the next day, Jiang Yu didn't feel any better, the torture he suffered last night was too great, it took him too much energy, and it took several days of cultivation to be able to return to normal.
Now the most concerned is how many Suishi are left, I don't know how much it took to condense the three divine lights last night to make the foot veins completely complete, Jiang Yu was carefully counting, and finally found that there were still 1,620 catties of Suishi left in the Sumeru ring, which meant that more than 400 catties of Suishi were used up by the impact of the three divine lights of the foot veins, which made him feel a pain in his flesh.
However, the reward was very satisfying, his feet now seemed to be pregnant with endless power, and when he ran his skills slightly, his feet began to overflow with golden light, and his blood was surging, Jiang Yu faintly had the illusion that he could step on a mountain with one foot.
He felt an inexhaustible strength, a foot in the air, the air seemed to come from a violent sound, not the speed is extremely fast, but the simple physical strength reached a certain level, the power burst the air, this foot down, at least eight thousand catties of power, which made him unbelievable, just simply chiseled out one more grain of divine light, the power is explosive increased by two or three times, and almost no one will believe it.
"The cultivation of the foot veins is almost complete, as long as it is consolidated and strengthened. Jiang Yu said to himself, he spent more than half a year to make his foot pulse complete, I don't know how much more time than others, the result did not disappoint him, he is confident that the strength of his foot pulse will not be worse than that of the monks in the foundation building period.
Walking out of the inn in one step, Jiang Yu carefully looked around, everything was as usual, and walked outside the city with confidence. He is not willing to stay in Suicheng all the time, blindly putting his life first, even if he cultivates step by step to the foundation building period, if he goes through a life-and-death struggle, he will not be an opponent at all, he has been tempered too little and lacks experience. Now that he is fully formed, he is confident that he can cope with ordinary dangers.
"It's time to practice the leg veins and trap fingers. Having made up his mind, Jiang Yu did not hesitate and ran on the flat ground outside the city. After his full vein, he ran on the road as light as stepping on cotton, but the speed was not slow at all, much faster than before.
Fifty miles north of the city, there is the extremely famous cultivation place Qiufeng Plain, which is one of the favorite cultivation places for low-level monks, because there are no overly powerful fierce beasts on the periphery, only some weak fierce beasts are wandering, which is very suitable for cultivation. Despite this, the mortality rate of monks cultivating in Qiufeng Yuan was still not less than thirty percent, and the fighting among monks was partly due to the fact that powerful beasts occasionally appeared in this periphery, and almost all the monks they encountered were destroyed. But compared to other places, the mortality rate in this cultivation land is very low.
Jiang Yu shuttled through the forest, he had to walk through a thirty-mile-long forest to be able to walk to the Autumn Wind Plain, the distance was not close, at his current speed, it would take at least an hour, he still did not forget to cultivate the trap finger in the process of running, the essence of this fingering technique is to condense the essence in the veins of the hand, refine it into a slender thread of essence, and urge the power to be launched. The low-level secret technique cultivation is not very difficult, and soon Jiang Yu will be able to condense the essence and launch it in a line, but his hand veins do not have much cultivation, and his strength is insufficient, and the speed and strength of the shot are not enough.
However, Jiang Yu is not in a hurry, cultivation is a process of accumulation over time, and with the improvement of his realm, I believe that he will soon receive miraculous results. He cared very much about this secret art, this was the first attack secret art he had cultivated, and it was extremely important for him.
"It's almost there, take a break. Jiang Yu was slightly rough and ran all the way for more than forty miles, although he deliberately maintained his state and did not consume too much energy, but he was still a little tired.
Meditating cross-legged, meditating on his breath and breathing, feeling the flow of essence in his body, he looked inward at himself, wanting to study the mysteries of the leg veins and other major veins. Now that the foot veins are complete, the next step is to cultivate the leg veins, and he wonders if he can still impact the three divine lights in the leg veins or even other major veins. Everything is uncertain, and there are no clues in the ancient books that describe the cultivation secrets of other major veins, so I can only study them myself.
A soft sound piercing the air came, Jiang Yu's originally relaxed nerves suddenly tensed, and he felt a hint of a deadly threat, someone was sneaking up on him in the dark!
Jiang Yu rolled violently on the ground, rolling as far as possible to avoid this fierce sneak attack, but the speed was still a little slower, and a tingling pain came from between his legs, and he was still hit. To make matters worse, the hidden weapon seemed to contain toxins, and although it didn't kill him instantly, he was a little dizzy, which was not good.
"Stinky boy, you're quite clever. A gloomy voice came from not far away, and a middle-aged man with a terrible knife mark on his face walked out, Jiang Yu was no stranger, it was the person who greeted him on the way to the auction that day.
His heart sank suddenly, this person gave him the feeling of extreme danger, not because of the crushing of strength, but because this middle-aged man was deep in thought, otherwise he would not have stared at him when he left the auction meeting.
"You're so young but you're shrewd, but it's a pity that you're a little too shrewd. The middle-aged man is not in a hurry, the hidden weapon has hit Jiang Yu, and it won't be long before he will be stunned or even killed, he enjoys the pleasure of harvesting other people's lives. Especially those who are not stupid, he has a lot of experience, he is a well-known figure in the black market, and he will get something when he goes out.
Jiang Yu forced himself to calm down and tried to make his mind clearer, the situation was very unfavorable for him, he had to fight quickly, otherwise he would be powerless to attack after a long time.
"Hehe, it seems that you want to do the battle of trapped beasts? You are still too young, and people's thoughts and deeds will always be exposed. You won't regret dying at the hands of the monks of the foundation building period. The middle-aged man said coldly, in his opinion, Jiang Yu is just a weak insect with a full vein, he can abuse and kill as much as he wants, there is no need to care too much, but he acts more than others, although he is contemptuous on his face, he is cautious in his heart. This boy was only thirteen years old and knew how to protect himself, and if it weren't for the fact that he had been monitoring his movements almost every inch for the past few days, he would have escaped. He constantly stimulated Jiang Yu, wanting to make him uneasy, and he was out of proportion when he shot, and at this time, as long as he grasped the weakness, he could kill with one blow. Of course, if this kid keeps procrastinating, he will happily wait for him to pass out and finish him off.
"Unfortunately, I also went to the Ten Cities Auction Conference, your voice is easy to recognize, tsk, I bought a copy of the attack secret technique of "Trap Finger", sixty-five catties of stone is a huge wealth for ordinary monks. He was talking, stimulating Jiang Yu's nerves.
There was no longer time to delay, Jiang Yu secretly condensed the essence in his hand and condensed it into a fine line, and he was calmly looking for an opportunity.