Back in the attic, Jiang Yi was very satisfied with the harvest and carefully thought about the next step of his cultivation plan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is no spiritual source at all, but the cultivation resources are more abundant: a golden essence pill worth at least five hundred spirit sources, blood ginseng with thousands of spirit sources, and even more valuable dragon eyes and general-level corpses. Each of these kinds of treasures can give Jiang Yi a great boost, and it takes a lot of time.

However, at the end of this year, it is the Yin and Yang of the Holy Mountain that happens once in 12 years, and the sun and the moon are in the sky! This is the real cultivation ceremony, and Jiang Yi must participate in it and get benefits. There is still half a year, so now the practice needs to be planned, and it is impossible to practice calligraphy for three years like before.

"First of all, we have to pay off the debt! It's not good to owe it, and we owe it to women. Jiang Yi first decided, "Core disciple, in the early stage of the Bullet Leaf, there are ten spirit sources per year, and then each level corresponds to twenty, fifty, and one hundred spirit sources. However, when it comes to the treading layer, it is not distributed!"

"Is the Hidden Dragon List? interesting!" Jiang Yi muttered, remembering the Spirit Source Acquisition Method that Xiao Shu and the others had told him before.

On the Hidden Dragon List, all the disciples above the Sacred Mountain can be on the list, and among the 90,000 disciples of the Holy Mountain, about 50,000 people are on the list.

It's very simple to be on the list, you don't need to fight, you just need to come to a cliff in the holy mountain, put your jade card in the groove in front of the cliff, and attack the snow-white stone wall with all your might.

No matter how strong the talent is, it is not reflected in the strength, and no matter how low the level is, the strength cannot be underestimated. As a result, the Qianlong List has become a holy place for the disciples of the Holy Mountain, and there is an endless stream of challengers every day, winning rankings and competing for honor.

The most important thing is that the disciples above the treading wave layer, as long as they are not gods, will not issue spiritual sources, but will issue spiritual sources with attack power as multiples of the initial stage of ordinary treading waves!

The base number is only five spirit sources, if it can reach twice that of ordinary treading monks, then ten spirit sources will be issued this year, which is the strength of most ordinary treading layer disciples, and if it is ten times, it will be fifty spirit sources, which is the strength of most core disciples. And so on, there is no cap.

Jiang Yi looked at the thousand-meter-high cliffs, with numbers on the left and dense and colorful rankings on the right.

"It is said that when the Dragon Saint Son appeared in everyone's eyes ten years ago, but at the peak of the early stage of treading waves, he had thirty times the combat power of ordinary early stage monks, and he could obtain one hundred and fifty spiritual sources every year! A teenager sighed.

"That's amazing!" many people were surprised.

Another said: "This is something that many people know, but what everyone doesn't know is that after one month, the Dragon Saint Son reached the middle stage of the treading wave, and he had fifty times his combat power!

Many people gasped and marveled at the evil of the Holy Son.

"As for the followers, everyone knows that once in March, one step at a time, three years later, he became the Holy Son! It can be said that since his debut, the Holy Son has never been defeated!" A young man was very emotional.

The more Jiang Yi listened, the more interested he became, admiring that Long Shengzi was indeed the Tianjiao of Tianjiao, and Gao Kui and Xiao Shu were also inferior to him.

"Do you know what the Eighteen Elders said about the Holy Son back then?" the young man asked.

"How?"

"Who is the peak of Tianjiao, the Holy Son has been empty!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yi also secretly sighed, the Holy Son is indeed such a person. When other Tianjiao is still competing for the peak, he is already high and independent, who can compare?

"There are indeed many demons in the Holy Mountain, but most of them are short-lived, like a crane standing in a flock of chickens looking down on the surroundings, but who can soar to 90,000 miles like the Dragon Saint Son? Tianjiao is a mortal in front of him. An old disciple who has been in the mountain for nearly ten years said.

"Yes, I remember the time when I entered the Holy Mountain two and a half years ago, and the two days and March of the Holy Mountain have now become the world of one day and one month. The remaining days and two months, hehe, maybe it's not as good as me. "An ordinary disciple in the early stage of treading waves.

"How many times are you?"

"Hehe, no more, no less, just three times!"

Jiang Yi was dumbfounded and didn't speak. Walking to the stone wall, I saw dozens of jade plaque grooves in front of me, and placed the jade plaque in one of them.

Calming down, Jiang Yi took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and slowly raised his right hand.

"Smack!" slapped his palm on the stone wall, only to see two blue fonts appear. They leapt up like two blue elves, leaping past most of the red-orange names, surpassing thousands of people in a single breath, and finally stopped.

Jiang Yi looked up and saw that there were more than forty-three thousand. There is a lot less red around, but it is still dominated by red and orange, less yellow, and even less green, and the two blue fonts are very conspicuous in it - Jiang Yi.

There are nearly 100 people under the stone wall, and everyone who challenges the list will pay attention. As soon as Jiang Yi's blue light came out, some people's eyes widened, but after seeing the blue light stop, many of them were surprised.

"Jiang Yi, the first time I came, it rose by more than 7,000 people, which is good. ”

"Who?Jiang Yi?Why is it a little familiar???," someone asked, and then turned around and shouted, "Senior Brother Know-it-all, you just said that you know all of the blue tokens, do you know Jiang Yi?"

"Jiang Yi, hmm, Jiang Yi!" The young man who claimed to be a know-it-all was puzzled for a moment, then stood up suddenly, and exclaimed, "How many names are he here? Why didn't you see the name?"

"Senior brother, it's faster for you to look backwards, around forty-three thousand. Someone reminded.

"More than 40,000? Hahaha, I'll just say, I'm 35,000, and the gap between 8,000 is not something that can be surpassed in a year or two. This ordinary disciple of Jiang Yi's same class became more and more proud, and he felt that the Holy Mountain had misrecognized Maxima.

Jiang Yi ignored the surrounding interference, looked at his name, and thought in his heart that when he had just opened up the Nine Palace Meridians and rebuilt, when he did not use the "reserve resource" Xiaolong, he only relied on the power of the red pillar of his own essence and blood, which was equivalent to the early stage of ordinary monks. With the addition of a small dragon, it can be upgraded to the early stage of treading waves.

In the three years, the cultivation was stagnant, and after descending the mountain, the dragon's blood tree and the spirit beast essence blood were nourished, and the blood column reached ten meters from the previous diameter of five meters, and the body cultivation was the early stage of treading waves. If you rely on your own physical ability alone, you have the strength to step on the wave in the middle stage, surpassing more than 7,000 people.

After thinking about it, hearing the ridicule and sigh from behind at this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yi's mouth.

As soon as the divine thought moved, a one-zhang-long red dragon dissolved into mist in the Seven Star Dantian, and then attached it to the blood pillar, the blood pillar shook, and the breath soared.

"Smack!" With another palm, the strength of the late stage of the wave exploded, although at this time a dragon could only increase by one order, but it also exceeded more than four thousand, reaching about thirty-nine thousand.

"Hey, senior brother, he's gone up more than 4,000 again!"

"As I expected, after all, it was one of the three major Haoyues in the past, and it was normal to have a little explosiveness, but it was ...... later"

"Smack!" Jiang Yi slapped out another palm, and the second dragon dissipated in the dantian.

"He's up another 4,000 people! Senior brother, what's going on?"

"He, I ......"

"Smack!" the third dragon disappeared, half a step into the air, thirty thousand.

A young man who had just entered the Holy Mountain this year looked at his senior brother and wondered: "Is he a ghost, senior brother, you just said that it is impossible to surpass the gap of your 8,000 in a year or two, and now he has surpassed you by 5,000!"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched: "the ghost? This is the hidden dragon list that has been circulated in the Holy Mountain for ten thousand years, and the elders can't make ghosts!"

"Smack!" the fourth palm.

"Brother Know-it-all, he's ...... again"

"Shut up!"

"Open!" Jiang Yi drank in his heart, and the fourth palm slapped out, condensing the power of the two dragons, and finally blasted open the door of the volley layer.

The volley layer is the gate of the strong, and in the early stage of the volley among the core disciples, there is the qualification to challenge the ten gods, of course, the danger is relatively large, unless the Tianjiao-level talent is great.

"He has risen by 10,000 at once!" Everyone was shocked, and those who had challenged and were preparing to challenge stopped and looked at Jiang Yi blankly,

Ten thousand two. Jiang Yi nodded, and used four small dragons, only the last one remained.

This ranking shows that Jiang Yi's single body cultivation strength is above the early stage of volleying, and among the contemporary disciples of the Holy Mountain, there are tens of thousands of volley powerhouses.

Of course, there are certainly not so many people who reach the volley level. "The disciples of the Holy Mountain have been promoted to two ranks" is not empty words, ordinary disciples are also talents who are one in a hundred, and the strength of the two orders is something that most of the disciples of the Holy Mountain can do.

The last dragon blasted out, and the ranking rose by another two thousand.

The onlookers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed in their hearts, it was finally over, but they were looking forward to it.

Jiang Yi moved his steps lightly, his legs were shoulder-width apart, his body was tight and loose, loose and tight, and his waist and horse were one. A force rises from the soles of the feet, closes at the waist, condenses into the chest, carries it on the arms, and sends it in the palms.

"Seven Stars Collapse!" The essence blood pillar roared, and the power of essence blood and the aura lake gushed out at the same time, this is a palm of essence and qi in one, and it is also the earliest attack intent in Jiang Yi's Seven Star Fist, with strong explosive power.

"Five thousand!" Although they were mentally prepared, many people still exclaimed, now they are the strongest among the strong, especially before 10,000, almost all of them were masters who had practiced for several years, but Jiang Yi added the aura cultivation in the early stage of the wave, and he also "killed" more than 5,000 people in one palm with one palm.

"Gather!" Jiang Yi took advantage of the high battle intent to punch again, the essence and qi were highly integrated, and he wanted to use a powerful divine thought to condense the essence, and it was impossible for Tianjiao to send out this kind of attack unless he had the upper dantian.

"Three thousand!" everyone kept their mouths open, and they couldn't speak.

At this time, the rankings are basically yellow and green, with a lot of blue, and very few red and orange.

The next move is the "scattering" meaning, which Jiang Yi comprehended not long ago under the death attack of the swordfish, which consumes the opponent's attack power and protection is very strong, but the attack power is insufficient.

"Two thousand eight hundred! Only two hundred places have risen?" Some people wondered, and then secretly scolded themselves, could it be that they still rose to two thousand at a time?

Jiang Yi stopped, and the next move was the meaning of "shock" that he had just understood, but this kind of idea was not an ordinary idea, but it had a true dragon palm intent, one of the nine palms of the dragon descending used by the emperor-level super powerhouse, and some of the palm intent was in it.

Jiang Yi glanced around slightly and found that there were more and more people around him, and he was not a flamboyant person.

"Unassuming? But I don't seem to have really publicized it? And it's been silent for more than three years, and the second place in the previous Spirit Hunting Contest is also a disguise, and few strong people don't care. So, fortunately, why not show it off? Cowering is not in line with my true dragon palm!" The more Jiang Yi thought about it, the more transparent it became.

"Hahaha, Seven Stars-Shock!" Jiang Yi raised his head and laughed, slapped out with one palm, and his spirit condensed together, and the powerful momentum was monstrous, like a giant dragon rushing towards the stone wall.

"Get out of the way!" a strong man shouted, waving his hand to form an aura shield.

The giant dragon raised its head and roared, everyone couldn't see it, but Jiang Yi slapped out a pair of fleshy palms, and everyone could feel this breath, like Mars hitting the earth and slapping on the stone wall!

"Hum!" the stone wall let out a slight hum, and the entire stone wall unexpectedly produced seven colors of light.

"What, Colorful Divine Light!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone looked up to find several people standing in the air. Static flight on the Holy Mountain, only the Divine Son and above and the Elder are exceptional.

Jiang Yi looked back and smiled, there were several acquaintances inside.

"Brother Yi, it's really three years of not singing, it's amazing!" Xiao Shu laughed and said, "We didn't lose the name of Haoyue back then." ”

Wang Yan's eyes flickered, she rarely saw Jiang Yi make a move, but once far more than once, especially this time, although she had been prepared, she was still too surprised.

Gao Kui also came, and said: "I heard just now that a fierce man suddenly appeared on the Hidden Dragon List, advancing thousands of people with one palm, and hitting one palm after another, come over and see that it is really you." One, two, three, you haven't done your best yet, have you?"

"I love the number. Jiang Yi smiled, "By the way, how many times the combat power of this ranking?

Wang Yan glanced at Jiang Yi and said, "Seventy or eighty times, it's enough for you to pay off the debt." ”

"Colorful divine light, also known as the light of the true dragon, there are only two people who can inspire the light of the true dragon for so many years, except for you. Long Shan, who had been looking at the colorful light flashing on the stone wall, suddenly said, praising and praising at the same time with a slight loss, obviously he was not one of them.

"Oh, who else is there besides the Dragon Saint Son?" Jiang Yi wondered.

"The first divine son, Song Jinglong!"

"Hehe, Shocking Dragon? ”