Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Valley Penance
On this day, Liangchen got up early in the morning, said hello to the old king, and left the liquor town.
He was going to look around to find a suitable place for his cultivation, but fortunately, there were dense forests all around, so he only needed to find a remote place.
In fact, that Mist Demon Forest is an excellent place to cultivate, but the distance is too far, and it takes two days and two nights to make a trip!
I can't leave for too long, one is to refine the sword in the blacksmith shop, earn beast crystals, and exchange for elixir.
Second, in order to ensure the speed of his refining and mana recovery, the Tiger Bone Mushroom King Wine still needs to be brewed.
Although there are many craftsman cheats in his pocket that can be exchanged for beast crystals, with his current strength, once he takes it out, he may be killed if he is not careful.
After the last trade fair, he would rather be more tired and earn beast crystals slowly than easily take out the contents of the storage bag and exchange them!
Liangchen walked around, this fire has been suppressed for a few years, and the surroundings are still not very familiar.
Fortunately, I got a map from the old king, so I can understand the surrounding situation a little.
The town is surrounded by forests, and to the northeast is a dense large-leaved forest, which is collectively referred to as the Great Forest in the village, and it is about a hundred miles east along the Great Forest to the Mopan Mountains.
Mopan Mountain is not high, about 1,000 zhang, and consists of four or five small hills.
To the north of the big forest is the Longtan dense forest, after the Longtan dense forest is a lake, according to the old man in the spirit town, this lake once had a black python turned into a dragon and came out, so it is called the black dragon pool.
The forests in the southwest of the town are all coniferous trees, and the townspeople call them groves.
There is a Baijiazhuang dozens of miles west of the grove, and there is a bald mountain in front of Baijiazhuang.
To the south of the town, there is a small forest of spotted bamboo snake forest, and further south of the snake forest is Linxi Mountain.
Liangchen took the map and looked at it, and finally chose the direction of Mopan Mountain.
It is convenient to come, and after the big forest, you can arrive in an hour.
Second, the people who go to the town to pick medicinal herbs often go to Mopan Mountain, and it is said that there are fewer demon beasts on the mountain, and most of them are low-level demon beasts.
And you only need to choose a valley in the Mopan Mountains, and you don't need to go up the mountain.
"Let's go check it out. Liangchen took the map and went straight to Mopan Mountain.
An hour later, Liangchen wandered around a secluded valley, feeling that this place was still quite remote, and decided to cultivate here first.
I took out the tiger roar, flipped through it carefully, and then according to the method of cultivation, I adjusted my breathing, exercised the muscles of my throat, and learned the resonance method of the chest, throat, nose and head.
After a while, Liangchen couldn't bear it anymore, and inhaled according to the method in the book, gathering momentum, storing power, and roaring.
"Roar-" he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.
This roar, although it was much louder than before, always felt that something was missing, too dry and too straight.
There is not the slightest majesty of the king of beasts in the mountains and forests!
"By the way, the book says to feel the feeling of contempt for the world, and to imagine yourself as the king of the mountain. β
"Roarβ"
"Roarβ"
A roar echoed through the valley.
After a few hours, Liangchen's voice was completely hoarse, and he couldn't even speak.
took a sip of tiger bone wine, took out the Bone Piercing Fist, and cultivated.
When you are tired of roaring, you are tired of roaring, you can't move, you can't roar, so you can soak in a vat of tiger bone fungus king wine and rest for a while.
In this way, every day, before dawn, he went out to the valley, and then practiced in the valley until evening, and then went to the blacksmith shop to refine the sword at night.
Time is merciless, never hesitating whether you are happy or sad, full or empty, and running forward as always.
......
Two years later.
Falling Star Mountain.
Fog Demon Forest.
At the foot of a waterfall, a shirtless man is fighting with a group of monkeys.
More than a dozen monkeys, dozens of monkey paws, rolled up and down, left and right, like a wheel around the man in the center.
The man's fists were as fast as lightning, with a whirlwind facing countless monkey paws.
The man's strength is above that of a monkey, his punches glow green, and each punch knocks off a monkey.
But the monkey group wins in large numbers, and each punch is met by at least four or five monkey fists, which makes the man almost unable to take advantage.
The more the men fight, the more courageous they become, and the cooperation of the monkeys becomes more and more tacit, according to this way of playing, it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.
But the man suddenly had a green light on his body, as if he had used all his strength, and punched several monkeys in front of him, and a two-colored strong wind rushed out of his fist.
Several monkeys were ready to strike at the same time as they had just done and take the blow hard.
I didn't want to just make contact but found that this punch was huge, several monkeys were shocked and took a few steps back, and a smell of burnt hair spread, and then looked at the paws of those monkeys, it seemed that there was a faint fire burning.
The monkey quickly slapped his palms to extinguish the flames.
And the man did not retreat but advanced, and rushed in front of several monkeys with one step, without any movement, his abdomen contracted rapidly,
"Roar ββ!" a terrifying tiger roar!
Several monkeys felt a roar in their ears, their brains sank, and one of them fainted on the spot.
Seeing this opportunity, the man threw his fists together, and several monkeys that were shocked were instantly knocked out.
At this time, the monkeys behind seemed to have reacted and attacked him in the back.
As if he had eyes behind his back, the man jumped up suddenly, and turned around in mid-air.
"Roar ββ!" suddenly roared again!
The monkeys were already on guard at this time, but under this sound wave, they were still a little unsteady on their feet.
The man fell from the sky and shot several monkeys with his bow left and right.
At this time, there was not much left of the monkeys on the battlefield, and finally they couldn't support it anymore, and they all hugged their heads and "squeak!" and jumped away with a strange scream.
"Haha! Wukong, why do you faint every time!" the man walked up to the slightly smaller silver snub-nosed monkey that had fainted earlier, smiled and woke it up, and then held it in his arms and stroked it.
This man is Ye Liangchen, who has been practicing hard for two years!
At this time, his realm has finally advanced from a yellow-level warrior to a green-level warrior, and what makes him happiest is that his mana has finally recovered to the foundation building period.
And the Tiger Roar Combat Technique has been basically mastered and can be used proficiently.
After several battles, he felt that the sound wave he roared was barely qualified, but there was still a lot of lack in momentum!
I don't know how effective it is for high-level monks, but for fellow or low-level monks, the effect is good.
If you are defenseless and are screamed by him, you will be in a trance, and you will faint on the spot!
It can be said to be a big killer in battle!