Entering the Devil's Cry Gorge for the second time, Guo Yang and the other four still followed the other teams far behind the other teams in the same way as the last time, and entered the Devil's Cry Gorge without hurry.

This time, Guo Yang's main target was the elixir. As for other medicinal materials, if they can touch them, they can dig them easily, and if they can't touch them, they are not in a hurry to find them, anyway, half a year is enough for them to dig slowly.

From the third day, through Zhang Xiaopang's nose and relying on Guo Yang's body as light as a monkey, the four of them quickly dug up several elixirs.

These elixirs are generally grown in places that are difficult for other team members to climb, so they basically don't have to worry about being dug up by the medicine collection team in front.

Guo Yang is not in a hurry, digging more than a dozen plants every day, so he stops and finds a safe place to dig a cave, so that everyone can rest and practice well. Still, a few of them have gained a lot.

As soon as he had time, Guo Yang either meditated and cultivated on his knees, or took those elixirs and studied them carefully.

But no matter what method Guo Yang used, it seemed that he couldn't directly absorb the pure and cool breath contained in these elixirs.

Even once, he specially picked a elixir and simply put it in his mouth to chew and swallow it, and the effect did not seem to be very ideal. Although it can give birth to a breath in the lower abdomen, it seems too mixed and difficult to absorb at all, but it hurts Guo Yang's stomach and sweats.

"This thing, looking at the longing of the inner disciples, must be a good thing. But I don't have a clue how to use it. Guo Yang pinched an elixir and began to worry.

"If you can become an inner disciple, you should be able to know the specific use of these elixirs. Guo Yang thought.

Looking at Guo Yang's sighing appearance, Zhang Xiaopang and the other three could only stare at each other. Zhang Xiaopang had some vague guesses in his heart that these elixirs might be related to practice, but he didn't know anything about the specifics.

In the Devil's Cry Gorge for a month, the four of them did not encounter any danger except for following the group of people to dig elixir.

On the contrary, the two teams that were at the forefront were said to have been attacked by an unknown beast and killed one of the team members.

This made Guo Yang secretly frightened, and he began to be more and more cautious. Places that clearly exud a dangerous atmosphere, absolutely do not go.

But slowly, Guo Yang found another rule that made it difficult for him to decide. That is, some elixirs that are older and obviously more precious tend to grow in those dangerous places.

Guo Yang didn't want to take risks, but also wanted to dig up more and more precious elixirs, and this kind of torment seemed to be only understood by Zhang Xiaopang.

Looking at the elixirs he found, under the nourishment of the sun and rain, they emitted a soft white light, exuding a strong or faint fragrance, not to mention Guo Yang, even Zhang Xiaopang, they were all greedy.

Although they didn't know the wonderful use of this medicinal herb yet, from the fact that the inner disciples attached great importance to it, it was obvious that it was much more precious than those hundred-year-old ginseng.

With this entanglement, Guo Yang stopped under a mountain wall.

Zhang Xiaopang's nose smelled that there was an elixir more than 20 zhang away from this mountain wall, and judging by its smell, the year was about two hundred years old.

"Guo Yang, how is it, do you want to do it?" Zhang Xiaopang asked with his hands in a hurry.

"I want to do it, but the problem is, I feel a little wrong here. There was a smell of danger. Guo Yang looked up at a hole in the mountain wall and muttered to himself.

"How do I feel that this hole is a bit similar to the hole you were trapped in last time?" Zhang Xiaopang said.

Guo Yang was silent.

What Zhang Xiaopang said happened to be Guo Yang's own feelings.

Although he had obtained the Great Creation last time, he had obtained hundreds of small cyan stones, and he had also devoured more than a dozen small purple fruits, which greatly increased his strength. But the entrance of the cave in front of him made Guo Yang hesitate a little.

To be precise, some fear. It seems that there is something very dangerous inside, and this dangerous aura is far greater than the big black bird last time.

Guo Yang stood under the mountain wall for more than an hour, and then simply sat down cross-legged nearby.

He tried to listen with his ears, and tried his best to use a kind of divine sense exploration secret technique recorded in the "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong" to explore the cave.

For a long time, there were no specific details other than the feeling that it seemed to be a cold-blooded animal inside.

"Is it a snake? It doesn't seem to be, the coldness of the snake is not quite the same as that in this hole. In addition to Sen Leng, there is also an indescribable rage, not a complete cold-blooded animal. Guo Yang probed carefully, and had a rough decision in his heart.

"Dead fat man, smell it, how many years are the medicinal materials here, and which family does it belong to?" Guo Yang said suddenly.

"At least three hundred years, it belongs to the Zhi category, which is more restrained than the breath of Ganoderma lucidum, but obviously more advanced. Zhang Xiaopang took a few deep inhales and said confidently.

"Three hundred years, Shiba. It seems that the danger is worth the risk. Don't say it's an elixir, even if it's an ordinary lingzhi, it's worth at least five hundred taels of silver for three hundred years. Guo Yang licked his lips and decided to take a risk.

Guo Yang carefully checked the weapons and equipment on his body, asked Zhang Xiaopang and the other three to prepare to respond below, and slowly climbed up by himself.

He restrained his breath, like a gecko, silently.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he climbed up about ten feet, there was a dull roar in the cave, which seemed to be threatening.

Guo Yang was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "This guy, what a spiritual ear." ”

After a slight pause, he saw his way back and continued to climb.

Approaching the entrance of the cave, the low roar was a bit furious, and gusts of fishy wind violently swept out of the hole.

Guo Yang was a little frightened. The sound made his heart tremble.

He wanted to stop.

Just when Guo Yang hesitated, a cold wind surged out of the entrance of the cave and surged towards Guo Yang.

Guo Yang didn't have time to dodge, and subconsciously turned the cool breath in his body around.

The cold wind hit Guo Yang, and Guo Yang shivered several times in a row, feeling a trace of extremely uncomfortable cold aura penetrating directly into his body.

Guo Yang's face was ugly, he gritted his teeth and insisted, letting the cool breath in his body fight against this cold breath. After a few breaths, Guo Yang found that he could resist this cold breath, and he couldn't help but have some confidence.

Gritting his teeth, he simply crawled into the hole for another hour or two.

An even stronger cold air swarmed and surrounded Guo Yang. Guo Yang resisted with his skills, and at the same time grabbed a spirit stone and desperately absorbed it.

Seeing that it was difficult to retreat from the enemy with only the cold breath, a shocking roar came from the cave, and a big gray claw suddenly stretched out and quickly grabbed Guo Yang's body.

Guo Yang was shocked, and a machete prepared in his right hand swung out vigorously, with a long sound of breaking the air.

The big gray claw seemed to be taken aback, and flashed to the side, grabbing a large piece of rock alive. Guo Yang saw the power of this claw, and regretted it a little, and began to think about how to escape safely.

At this moment, the big gray claw suddenly seemed to be stretched a few feet, and grabbed Guo Yang again.

Guo Yang wielded a machete, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, forcing the gray claw back.

"It seems that there is still a fight!" Guo Yang thought in his heart, and simply lifted his breath, and directly jumped to a protruding rock next to the entrance of the cave.

He swung his machete to keep the claw from approaching, and slowly leaned out and glanced into the cave.

At first glance, I saw a pair of light gray eyes the size of a fist, staring at Guo Yang indifferently.

Guo Yang shrank his neck in fright, hesitated for a moment, brandished the machete again, and leaned over to look into the cave. It turned out to be a gray lizard, two feet in size.

Guo Yang had never seen such a huge lizard, and after just glancing at it, he felt that the whole person was not good: "Good girl, so big!"

The huge lizard seemed to be berserk, and a huge gray claw desperately grabbed at Guo Yang, ignoring Guo Yang's vigorously swinging machete.

"Snort" a few times, and seven or eight deep wounds appeared on the gray claws. Greypaw shuddered in pain and hurriedly retracted.

Guo Yang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was okay, so he dared to enter the hole.

The lizard didn't seem to expect this skinny monkey-like human to burrow into the hole, and for a moment it burst out with a deafening roar on its head, opening its terrible mouth and spewing a disgusting stench.

Guo Yang quickly took a step to the side and swung the machete in his hand desperately.

There was a loud bang, and the machete accurately saw the forehead of the big lizard. Guo Yang's hand shook violently, and blood seeped out from his fingers in an instant.

He shivered a little in pain, but he didn't dare to be sloppy at all, clenched the machete, and slashed at the lizard's neck with a "woo-" explosion.

With another loud bang, Guo Yang found that his machete was curled, but only two gray-white marks were left on the lizard's forehead and neck.

Guo Yang was really surprised: "No, the claws are so hard to be chopped, but the head and neck are so hard!"

Guo Yang immediately wanted to escape from the hole, but the lizard simply couldn't cut it, what else did he fight?

Guo Yang's face soon became extremely ugly. Because he found out that the lizard had intentionally or unintentionally blocked the entrance to the hole.

Guo Yang's face turned green, he clenched the machete, and slowly took a few steps back. He looked around with the rest of his eyes, and found that there was no way back, and there was a cave in a radius of seven or eight feet. In the deepest part of the cave, there is an elixir with three small pale blue flowers, and another flower is about to bud.

The big lizard blocked Guo Yang's retreat, turned around viciously, stared at Guo Yang, and remained motionless.

Guo Yang looked at the lizard's gray-white eyes, as if there was some mockery in them, and directly regarded him as a dead person.

Guo Yang didn't even seem to have the habit of licking his lips, his mind flashed, and he thought of more than a dozen ways in an instant, but none of them could let him escape.

The big lizard moved slowly, it lowered its head and licked the blood on its paws, slowly raised its head, and took a step closer to Guo Yang.

Guo Yang couldn't wait to slap himself twice, and secretly complained in his heart: "Uncle Guo, Uncle Guo, are you tired of the good days of smooth sailing, or are your brains caught by the door?"

But he knew this was not the time to feel sorry for himself.

At the moment when the big lizard pounced on Guo Yang in an instant, Guo Yang found that although the lizard slammed into him fiercely, its two big gray claws protected the light gray belly intentionally or unintentionally.

Guo Yang made a judgment in an instant, lying down, and with a roll, he reached the bottom of the belly of the big lizard. He saw it and slashed through it fiercely, and before he had time to see the results of the battle, he desperately rolled several times in a row and hid to the other side.

The large lizard let out an earth-shattering roar that seemed to be in pain.

Guo Yang glanced at it quickly, and found that his judgment was accurate, although this knife did not hit the vital point, but it caused the big lizard to be injured a lot.

Seeing the more violent lizard rushing again, Guo Yang was about to roll again.

The lizard roared in midair, its two large gray claws waving vigorously, protecting its belly.

As soon as Guo Yang saw that the lizard had been deceived, he quickly rolled on a lazy donkey and dodged the fatal blow of the big lizard. Before the big lizard could hit the ground, Guo Yang's machete slashed through its belly again.

The big lizard let out a terrible roar, and on its belly, dark green blood kept spraying, and its huge body trembled slightly. Its two gray-white eyes stared at Guo Yang, full of anger and rage.

Guo Yang was more careful and ready to roll at any time. The knuckles of the machete were a little white.

"Whew—" With a roar, the big lizard pounced again.

Guo Yang made a gesture to roll, but he twisted his body again, quickly went around to the side, and rolled again.

The big lizard was hit twice, and after flying over, he simply lay on the ground, blocking the hole with only his big tail, neither attacking nor compromising, and even began to confront Guo Yang.

Guo Yang was furious and roared: "Stinky lizard, you have the ability to pounce, come!"

The big lizard seemed to have a little intelligence, and it didn't move, just staring at Guo Yang coldly.

Guo Yang could only chop off the belly of the lizard, and seeing it like this, he simply couldn't continue fighting.

Guo Yang quickly made several judgments in his heart, but helplessly, his strength was not good, so he could only chop off other people's bellies, and there was really no way.

He had an idea, and suddenly it occurred to him that there was a secret technique in "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong", which seemed to operate the pure yang qi in the body, which instantly turned into a fireball, and with a flick of his fingers, it could incinerate all things.

When Guo Yang read it at that time, he felt that there was no such magical secret technique in the world, which must have been imagined by the person who wrote the book.

At this moment of crisis, Guo Yang suddenly thought of this secret technique, and thought that he couldn't kill each other for the time being anyway, so it was better to try it.

He pondered and thought back to the secret technique of fire bombs. Unexpectedly, because I didn't pay enough attention to it at the time, I actually wrote down several text descriptions in it.

In the early years, when I heard the eldest young master of the Wu family say this, I still felt like a bullshit, but now it seems that this is simply a wise saying!"

Guo Yang held the machete in his right hand, took out the book of "Congenital Mixed Yuan Gong" from his arms with his left hand, quickly turned to the page that recorded the fire bomb technique, and quickly memorized the secret technique while vigilantly guarding against the big lizard.

This fire bomb technique is actually one of the most basic techniques in the cultivation world, but for a rookie like Guo Yang, who has just changed from the identity of a sheep herding baby, it can be regarded as the most profound "divine technique".

The principle is to purify a stream of pure yang qi from the dantian spirit sea, and then control it to enter the second vein of Rendu, carry out a special circulation, and then it will condense into a small mass at the fingertips.

This pure yang qi, because after special operation, the moment it is forced out of the fingertips, it will turn into a flame against the wind.

Because this fire is the pure yang qi in the cultivator's dantian, it is much more powerful than the flames seen in the world, and it can turn many things into ashes in an instant.

Guo Yang was in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to doubt the authenticity of his technique, so he panicked and began to cultivate in the way recorded in the book.

This scene, if it reaches the cultivation realm, it is estimated that half of the people will be angry to death, because everyone is basically looking for a cave mansion and cultivating quietly, even if they have better qualifications, it will take at least half a year to condense a flame at their fingertips.

Like Guo Yang, in the face of a big lizard that was eyeing him, he actually thought of cultivating the fire bomb technique, and it is estimated that only real rookies and idiots can do it.

Guo Yang first concentrated on separating the pure yang qi from the dantian, probably because he was too nervous, and he urgently needed to come up with one or two powerful tricks to deal with the immediate crisis. Many people who specialize in the fire bomb technique often need to go through a very painful two or three months of yang qi purification, and Guo Yang actually completed it casually.

Purifying a wisp of pure yang qi, Guo Yang operated silently, causing it to enter more than 20 specific acupuncture points, and after circulating in a circle, he quickly rushed to the index finger of his right hand.

The index finger of his right hand seemed to be stabbed by an awl, Guo Yang couldn't help but tremble, only to find that he was still holding a machete tightly in his right hand.

Guo Yang was stunned for a moment, and quickly circulated this ball of pure yang qi in a circle, and quickly rushed to his left index finger.

There was a sharp pain in the fingertips, Guo Yang was startled, and quickly scanned with the peripheral vision of his eyes, and found that the fingertips were slightly red, but there was no blood.

Only then did he feel a little relieved, and he quickly recirculated this ball of pure yang qi, and once again slammed it towards the tip of his left index finger.

Another sting, still no flame as described in the book.

Guo Yang thought to himself, maybe it was because this pure yang qi was not enough, so he concentrated on refining another one, and after merging with the original one, after quickly circling around, it hit the tip of his left index finger again.

"Ahh

Looking at Guo Yang's pointing and some strange behavior, the gray-white eyes of the big lizard seemed to be dazed, and he was lying on the ground, motionless.

Guo Yang tried dozens of times, but each time he shivered in pain.

But squinting at the damn big lizard, Guo Yang couldn't help but let that ball of pure yang qi continue to hit his left index finger even more fiercely.

"Do I have to use the tip of my right index finger? The book says I need to use my right index finger, but I have a machete in my right hand! I'm not left-handed, and my left hand is far less powerful than my right hand, and it's not very easy. After some tossing, the tips of his left index finger began to ooze blood, but he still couldn't force out a flame, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had tampered with the cultivation method at will, resulting in his inability to succeed.

But looking at the big lizard in front of him, Guo Yang didn't dare to risk changing the machete to his left hand.

So, as if he was dying, he began to let the pure yang qi hit the tip of his left index finger.

Dozens of stinky sweats hurt, Guo Yang was about to burst into tears, and he still couldn't practice the fire bomb technique.

Guo Yang gritted his teeth, and simply purified a large mass of pure yang qi, merged with the previous one, and slowly operated at more than 20 acupuncture points in his body.

Then, he slowly sped up until his consciousness was too fast to keep up, and then he slammed into his fingertips.

With a "boom", a cyan ball of light smaller than a grain of rice flew out from the tip of Guo Yang's left index finger and smashed two or three feet away from the big lizard.

Guo Yang blinked, thinking that he was dazzled.

Just as he was about to slander his stomach, there was a loud bang, and a large cloud of dazzling white light burst out, and an indescribable wave of blazing air swept by, blasting Guo Yang backwards and flying out two or three feet.

Guo Yang hurriedly rolled on a lazy donkey, got up with a bone, raised his eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that where the cyan ball of light the size of a grain of rice fell, a large crater of about half a zhang had been blown out.

Look at the big lizard again, half of its head was blown away, huddled in a corner, trembling, obviously frightened.

Guo Yang looked at the fingertips of his left index finger, and found no small holes or anything like that, so he couldn't help but be stunned: "This ...... Is it the fire bomb technique?"