That night, Yang Yi used this blood ginseng to brew a jar of blood ginseng soup and drank it according to the Zhao family's secret method of practicing strength, and then held the stone lock, rushed out of the city, and practiced on the mountains outside the city.

In one night, Yang Yi refined the medicinal power of blood ginseng, once again stimulated a part of the innate essence, and refined every bone of the spine dragon bone to a great completion, and his strength increased by another two thousand catties, reaching a terrifying five thousand catties of huge power.

This kind of power is already equivalent to the power of a martial artist at the ninth or second level of the Body Refining Realm, who can only explode with a single blow of the body's internal strength.

The ash pole gun and the purple nan wood gun have no way to satisfy Yang Yi.

He took all the silver tickets and went to the south of the city business district, and visited several armory shops one after another.

The result is to take advantage of the excitement and return in defeat.

According to his requirements, the minimum weight of a gun must be 100 catties, and the tougher the elasticity of the gun, the better. As a result, I looked at several weapons shops one after another, and there were many big guns that met the requirements, but the cheapest one also cost 5,000 taels of silver.

The little silver ticket in his hand was not enough for even a good gun.

Back at his residence, Yang Yi felt that it would not work like this, and he had to find a way to make some money and buy a good gun.

After thinking about it, Yang Yi had an idea.

After going to the elder of the martial arts battalion to ask for half a month's leave, Yang Yi left Changshan City with a Zinan wooden gun and a burden, spent ten taels of silver in the mule and horse shop, rented a blue-maned horse, and went all the way to the west.

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Five hundred miles west of Changshan City, there is a continuous mountain, named Huangfeng Mountain.

Huangfeng Mountain stretches for more than 1,000 miles, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, the valleys are vertical and horizontal, it is very treacherous, there are often poisonous insects and beasts in the meantime, few people dare to enter it. The interior is rich in herbs of all kinds of high vintages.

It is rumored that a few years ago, someone picked a 300-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in it, took it back to Changshan City, and sold it for a sky-high price of 50,000 taels of silver.

Yang Yi rode a horse, galloped all the way, and a day later, came to Fenglin Town at the foot of Huangfeng Mountain.

found a good restaurant, Yang Yi ordered a large table of dishes, and the wind swept the clouds and ate a lot.

There are a lot of customers in the restaurant, coming and going, many of them are carrying swords and weapons, and at a glance they know that they are martial arts people who walk the rivers and lakes.

"Have you heard? Just a few days ago, Chu Feng, an inner disciple of the Lingyun Sect, defeated the Iron Palm Dugu Piao in three moves outside Shannan City, and even the city lord of Shannan City was shocked. ”

"Wouldn't it, right? The inner disciples of the Lingyun Sect are generally in the early stage of the Blood Exchange Realm, at most in the middle stage. That iron palm is lonely and floating, but the old rivers and lakes in Shannan City who have been famous for a long time, with a body of cultivation, have already reached the late stage of the blood exchange realm, and with one hand of iron palm kung fu, he has more than 20 years of hard work, how can he be defeated by that Chu Feng's three moves?"

"This is how rare you are, how strange you are, and you don't have any knowledge of the rivers and lakes. ”

The person who spoke shook his head, looking very experienced.

"Although Dugu Piao's realm is high, and his iron palm kung fu is not weak, he is just a lone traveler with no door and no sect after all. I heard that Chu Feng cultivated the top-level sword technique of the Lingyun Sect, and he was able to defeat Dugu Piao, so what's so strange?"

"That's right. The disciples of the Great Gate Sect have a higher talent than those of us who are lone travelers, and their cultivation is a top-level martial arts, and the starting point is much higher than that of our lone travelers, so they can't be compared!"

The Jianghu guests shook their heads and sighed for a while, very envious of those disciples of the Great Sect.

While eating and drinking, Yang Yi listened to the guests in the restaurant, talking about what they saw and heard in various places, and he was fascinated.

Hearing that an inner disciple of the Lingyun Sect could defeat a lone traveler who was two small realms higher than him in three moves, he couldn't help but yearn for the Lingyun Sect more and more.

"I must participate in the selection competition next year and strive to enter the Lingyun faction earlier!"

After eating and drinking, Yang Yi settled the meal money, deposited the horse in this restaurant, carried a gun out of Fenglin Town, and galloped along the mountain road into Huangfeng Mountain.

Yang Yi grew up at the foot of Changshan Mountain since he was a child, and he still has some experience in identifying herbs.

All the way over the mountains and mountains, Yang Yi carefully observed, and in half a day, he picked a lot of herbs that were more than twenty or thirty years old.

It is roughly estimated that this small half-day harvest can be exchanged for more than 1,000 taels of silver.

After going deep into Huangfeng Mountain for more than two hundred miles, it was already afternoon.

Yang Yi put his hand on the pergola, observed for a while, and found that more than ten miles away, there was a large valley, the grass and trees grew luxuriantly, and there were few people around.

So far, he has not encountered a beast, and Yang Yi is a little regretful.

However, just after walking a few miles, Yang Yi's internal force poured into his ears, and he suddenly heard a fight.

"Someone's fighting!"

Yang Yi carried the gun and carefully flew in the direction of the fight.

A few minutes later, we came to the bottom of a mountain cliff.

When I looked out of the leaves, I saw five or six fierce-looking bandits, robbing a team of medicine pickers.

"It seems to be the medicine collection team of the Wang Clan Medical Hall in Changshan City, how did you run into a bandit?"

There are a total of eight people in the medicine collection team of the Wang Clan's Medical Hall, three of whom are pharmacists in charge of collecting medicines, and five are hired escorts.

Yang Xuan recognized the clothes of these guards and knew that they were the martial artists of the Zhang Clan's Martial Arts Gym in the city, and their cultivation was on the fifth or sixth floor of the Refining Body Realm, and the tallest one was the head of the Martial Arts Hall at the eighth level of the Refining Body Realm.

The bandits on the opposite side are obviously stronger, six bandits, three of them are at the seventh level of the body refining realm, and two are at the sixth level, and the highest bandit is also an eighth-level cultivator.

Three of the martial arts hall warriors have been put down, the martial arts hall leader of the eighth layer of the body refining realm is fighting fiercely with the bandits on the eighth floor opposite, and the other sixth-layer martial artist is entangled by two bandits.

"Hahaha, Pharmacist Wang, you still obediently hand over the treasure medicine you picked in that valley just now, otherwise, this is your burial place today!"

A mountain thief at the seventh level of refining his body, carrying a mountain opening knife, proudly walked near the three pharmacists, pointed the knife at one of the pharmacists, and threatened loudly.

The three pharmacists also knew a little kung fu, and they also held swords in their hands.

However, after all, they are not martial artists who specialize in martial arts, and in the face of this group of vicious bandits, their faces are a little pale.

"You damn Huang Feng thieves, you dare to come out to rob in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being exterminated by the Changshan guards?"

The named pharmacist Wang was shocked and angry, pointed his sword at the approaching bandits, and shouted angrily.

"Hmph, Changshan Praetorian Guard, how can you have the kung fu to take care of these trivial things?

The thief with the knife was extremely cunning, deliberately talking to Pharmacist Wang to distract him, while quietly moving under his feet, approaching the past, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, slashing the long sword in Pharmacist Wang's hand with one sword.

Pharmacist Wang screamed and fell to the ground.

The thief laughed and slashed at Pharmacist Wang's neck, "Go to death!"

"Bold!"

A figure suddenly burst out of the dense forest, and rushed to the front in the blink of an eye.

The thief didn't seem to expect that there was someone hiding in the dense forest, and he was so shocked that he raised his head in shock.

Poof!

A cold star suddenly exploded in front of the bandits.

Before the bandit could see what was going on, his neck was pierced by the tip of Sen Han's spear, and his eyes widened unwillingly, and he died!