Chapter Seventy-Four: The Butcher
Under the eyes of many disdainful and stunned, the teenager directly chose to ignore it and grinned and took over all the tasks in the top ten.
Early the next morning, I was ready to go to the Valley of the Wicked in Yinshan alone. Because of the storage ring, the teenager has less things to carry with him, in addition to the clothes to be changed, there is also tooth powder.
In this cultivation plane, it is usually used for washing with salt water, clear salt or tooth powder. A wealthy man like Ye Xingchen naturally uses the most suitable tooth powder.
Frankly, it has nothing to do with whether he is rich or not, but simply because the taste of tooth powder is somewhat similar to Colgate in the worldly plane, he loves this way of brushing his teeth.
In this way, through the black turban, black scarf, and black robe, he walked alone in the windy and sandy Yinshan Mountain Range, step by step.
"This damn thing, the environment is too bad. ”
The black-robed young man kicked away a small pebble and sulked alone. He himself didn't know why, since stepping into this Yin Mountain Range, his mood seemed to be getting worse and worse.
"If it weren't for the fact that I have a solid heart to help me stabilize my mind, I'm afraid I'm going to suddenly get angry now, right?"
The young man smiled self-deprecatingly, secretly glad that this fixed heart trick was not learned in vain, and the benefits were really great.
The valley of the wicked in Yinshan Mountain, the happy land where many heinous monks live. They were ostracized by the outside world, and they were hunted down to this point. He was extremely resentful towards the cultivators of the outside world, and even mortals. For many years, the monks in the Valley of the Wicked relied on robbery, murder and other means to survive. Among them, the best fat sheep are the students who came out of the Dongzhou Daoist Academy to experience or the disciples who came out of the small sect.
The young man's brain was running rapidly, quickly digesting the rules of the Valley of the Wicked. After all, the rules outside the valley don't necessarily work here.
At the same time, the ten tasks in his storage ring appeared in the palm of his hand, and he looked at the tasks one last time, six of them were to kill people to get six tokens, two to exchange things to get the same magic weapon and the same medicinal materials, and the last two were related to a forging book.
The title of the book is Thirty-Six Hammers. It is divided into two parts, and is used for casting spiritual weapons. It can also be regarded as a kind of exercise. You must know that in the entire Huaxia Continent, alchemists and array masters are extremely precious professions, and this forging master is even better than the previous two. Among the ten rewards in total, Ye Xingchen was most interested in forging the thirty-six hammers, and now he had a weapon that he could use in addition to his lack of attack martial arts.
The difference between those with weapons and those without weapons is that they are also adults, and the one with bare hands will definitely not be able to beat the one with a knife.
Don't look at Ye Xingchen, it seems that he can be mixed without weapons, most of them are because of the lotus seal and the strange gate, if there is a weapon or an offensive magic weapon, then the combat power will be greatly improved. Zhong Zhennan, who was killed by him with a punch, bought the bell, he didn't like it at all; although Di Gorilla's glazed colorful stone was good, it had been refined by Di Gorilla, and if he wanted to, he had to find an opportunity to slaughter Di Gorilla, and then find the refined glazed colorful stone and refine it again. Since ancient times, the magic weapon is obtained by the capable, starting from Lishan Village, the magic weapon that has been seen along the way can also be counted with one hand, which is enough to prove the rarity of the magic weapon.
There is another way, which Ye Xingchen has always wanted to try. Forge your own magic weapon and become a blacksmith.
The forging book was in the hands of a man named Qiu Haitian in the Valley of the Wicked. The most important thing about this trip to the Valley of the Wicked is this book. Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but shake his head secretly, is this Valley of the Wicked really that terrifying? At the same time, he also told himself that the time before the destruction of the door and the Fire Sect was short, at most two years, at least until Jin Dan or Yuan Ying had the qualifications to destroy the Fire Sect. Whether it is the Lihuo Sect or the Li family in the secular plane, they all have to pay the price for their actions.
The young man's eyebrows were furrowed, and while he was thinking about it, there was a deafening sound in front of him. After Ye Xingchen was slightly flustered, he heard that there were two aura fluctuations in the sky in front of him, and he was obviously fighting.
A golden palm print and a dark blue fist print, the seals are intertwined, and the imprints are extremely chaotic.
The young man had a strange expression, and after taking a deep breath, he opened his senses. His consciousness stretched wildly like a giant web.
When the giant net touched the place where the sound of the fight came from, the corner of the young man's mouth hooked, and he said, "I didn't expect to meet you for so long, my good apprentice." ”
That familiar golden aura is the idiot monk who has taken advantage of a lot of verbal advantages in name. After smiling, the young man walked towards Mimi, since he had met him, he naturally wanted to help him, the apprentice was bullied, how could the master not help? As the walking distance increased, the conversation between Mi and the other person became more and more clearly heard by Ye Xingchen.
"Butcher! You deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors! I have cultivated you in Dali Temple for decades, you slaughtered all the young monks in my sect and took away the magic weapon of my sect! Now you still want to send me to life! Even if the poor monk dies today, he will send you to hell for reincarnation!" The dry voice of the fool came. The strength of his voice was not very powerful, but there was a feeling of death. Audible, he seemed to be injured.
"Ugly, little bald head, the matter has come to this, don't talk about these useless things, watch me skin you, drink your blood, eat your flesh!" the figure smiled grimly. In the next second, the two figures were entangled again.
Hehe, thinking that the butcher slaughtered Loulan back then, and having a lot of Loulan Lotus Seal Ancient Sutra in his hand made Ye Xingchen sneer in his heart, he didn't expect that he hadn't finished cleaning up the butcher until now, but he was still at a disadvantage, since he had sent it to the door, he had slaughtered the butcher and snatched the storage ring.
Just about to make a move, the young man unconsciously shook his head secretly and said, "No, make a move at this time, the monk still owes me a favor." It's better to wait for him to be completely disadvantaged, and then it's not too late to make a move" Thinking of the best of both worlds, Ye Xingchen felt that he was too intelligent.
However, the reality is harsh.
"Master Ye, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you stay?" Obviously, his divine sense also discovered that Ye Xingchen was nearby, sneakily watching the fire from the other side. The young man couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, this idiot monk's soul realm is so strong?
After two dry laughs, the boy quickly revealed his figure. said to the idiot, "My good apprentice, you have a blue nose and swollen face that was beaten, and you don't tell your teacher." Hearing this, his face trembled, and he said unhappily, "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for many days, but Lord Ye is still sharp and sharp-mouthed as always." The butcher on the opposite side sneered, looked at Ye Xingchen and sneered, "Stinky monk, I thought you found some kind of helper, found a yellow-mouthed child to send him to death?"
In his eyes, at Ye Xingchen's age, although he can reach the foundation building period, facing him is no different from sending him to death.
Ye Xingchen sneered, "You old dog, you didn't even fight, do you know that you will eat me?" The young man approached the butcher step by step, and through the faintly visible face, he finally recognized the butcher.
The butcher was bareheaded, and his face had a long, diagonal scar. The whole person's dress exudes a bloody smell. Ye Xingchen could see at a glance that he didn't know how many monks had died tragically under the butcher's men. After a chill appeared on his brow, Ye Xingchen had already decided to slaughter this butcher.
The butcher laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. After laughing a few times, he looked gloomily at the approaching figure of the young man, and said, "You who have built the foundation and cultivated are like ants in my eyes." As soon as the words fell, the bright red giant axe in the butcher's hand had already chopped in. The thick axe marks emitted a chill and a fishy smell.
The boy looked at the axe and smiled disdainfully, it was just a broken axe. Immediately, the pseudo-array moved at will, and after forming the handprint, a formation pattern suddenly appeared under its feet, which began to glow slightly, condensing into a turtle-like shape on the ground.
"Four Elephant Array, Dao Xuanwu Array!"
The Xuanwu came out in response. Looking at the giant seal of the axe, he stood up, and after howling, he shrank his two forearms with his back to the axe seal, and firmly protected Ye Xingchen. Ye Xingchen smiled secretly in his heart, this turtle is too powerful. It's a bit like the Blastoise from the cartoon Pokémon I watched as a child.
Looking at the tortoise, the butcher smiled and said, "A tortoise dares to stop me, see if I don't chop your tortoise shell with a knife!" After the eyes of the fool were slightly glazed, he immediately resumed pranayama. If you simply bet on Ye Xingchen, it would be too arbitrary, this is not child's play.
The young man stood behind Xuanwu, sneering, his arms clasped together, watching the butcher's axe chop at the turtle shell. To be reasonable, the strength of the Daoist Master of the Three Rank Array in the Foundation Building Period can make the defensive ability of the Xuanwu Array comparable to that of the Jindan Period. The butcher's own strength is also Jindan, as long as he does not ascend to the Yuanying realm, he will not be able to break the Xuanwu turtle shell.
The sound of "pit". The sound of a low sound lingers like a beam.
The axe slammed into the turtle's shell. For a moment, the young man saw Xuanwu's face a little painful. I couldn't help but feel nervous, and the dark green turtle shell in my divine consciousness continued to crack down.
The young man's eyes narrowed, what kind of cultivation is this butcher? At this time, the butcher's arrogant words came: "Wishful thinking! Break the turtle shell in vain to stop me? Suffer death!"
In the next second, the second axe slashed down again.
"The pit" The same long, low sound. The tortoise shell produced by the Xuanwu Array was also split in half at the same location. At this time, if you instill spiritual power into the formation, although the Xuanwu Array will recover, the Xuanwu Array is a defensive formation after all, and if it is repeated, it will be dragged to death sooner or later.
The juvenile pseudo-array opened again as he wished. Take advantage of those few seconds to quickly subordinate the second formation.
The butcher sneered, and with a lift of his arm, a third axe followed.
"Three axes in the sea of blood, see me break your turtle shell!"
The third axe feels more domineering than the first two. Bursts of light were wrapped around the axe, and there was an astonishing aura.
"Boom"
Before the muffled sound fell, the turtle shell shattered like glass in an instant. Fragments of turtle shells condensed in deep blue splattered everywhere. At the same time, the third axe went straight to Ye Xingchen's tiger's mouth,
"Give me death!"