Volume 1 Born in South Vietnam Chapter 239 Wang Gaojie

Comparing the records of Hou Xinghuai and Shi Shaoyuan, Xue Wenrui found that although the top strength of the two sects is not much different, there is still a big gap in the overall strength of the sect. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info these gaps are also estimated to be related to the accumulation of the two sects for many years, Tianlong Academy has always been the boss of the southern region of Nanyue Kingdom, with a larger territory and more resources, it is naturally able to cultivate more excellent disciples.

In the next seven days, Xue Wenrui killed eleven disciples of the two sects, but he also "harvested" the corpses of four Tianlingmen disciples, and it had been almost half a month since he entered the space, and he found that he had not found a single living Tianlingmen disciple, and he couldn't help but worry about Mo Mingxuan in his heart.

After this alliance, I am afraid that the power accumulated by the Tianling Sect for many years will be wiped out, and if this large number of reserve forces is lost, the development of the sect in the next few hundred years will definitely be greatly affected.

On this day, Xue Wenrui, who was flying, suddenly had a happy face, and the high-grade flying sword under his feet suddenly increased his speed and flew towards the forest below.

On the ground, a monk was cautiously sneaking through the jungle. This monk has gray temples, but he only has the early stage cultivation of the Spiritual Liquid Realm, and it is another early spiritual liquid realm monk in the Heavenly Spirit Sect in addition to Xue Wenrui, this person's surname is Wang Gaojie.

This time, he didn't have to come in, but he knew that if he didn't come in, it would be impossible for him to break through to the middle stage of the Spirit Liquid Realm in this life, and in another twenty years, he could only turn into a handful of loess and leave. He is unwilling, his spiritual root is also a medium-grade water spiritual root, the quality is too poor, in the past hundred years, he has been working day and night, forgetting to sleep and eating, and he does not dare to slack off for a moment, but Tianlingmen can give him too little.

He knew that his cultivation was the lowest in this space, so he didn't dare to use magic weapons or fly in the sky. From the moment he entered the space, he restrained his breath and walked through the jungle like a mortal.

Thorns cut through his robes, ripped his bun, and scratched his skin. Because he didn't dare to spread his spiritual power, he climbed mountains and mountains, trekked through mountains and rivers, not to mention the extremely slow speed, and his body was even more scarred and dirty.

In the past half a month, Wang Gaojie has only found two elixirs, but he is very satisfied. These two elixirs can be exchanged for at least seven hundred spirit stones, and in addition to those given to the sect, he can still have about five hundred left, which is his income in the Heavenly Spirit Sect for ten years.

Although Wang Gaojie knew that his harvest was inconspicuous compared to others, the thought in his heart was very clear: he did not come in to explore the map, nor to compare himself with others, his first priority was to save his life, and then obtain as many medicinal materials as possible. Even if you don't get any elixir, you can get the rewards of the sect when you go back, and you can also get the attention of the sect.

Fortunately, after entering the space, he found that there were no demon beasts in it, which made him overjoyed and saw hope.

In the past half a month, at least seven or eight rays of light flew in the sky above him, but because he didn't emit a trace of spiritual power from his body, the monk who was galloping by didn't notice him at all. This made him feel a lot more at ease.

But on this day, he had just wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and suddenly his eyes were wide open, staring at a nearby black spot above, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and a shadow of death enveloped his heart.

The black dot eventually turned into a monk and landed in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Martial Master! It's you! It's really scared to death for juniors!" Wang Gaojie soothed from the brink of almost collapse, his body almost soaked with cold sweat.

The person in front of him was naturally Xue Wenrui, but he was unwilling to reveal his identity, and he was unwilling to scare Wang Gaojie with the appearance of Tianlong Academy or the Bloody Hand Sect monk, so he simply changed into Wu Jingsheng's appearance.

Xue Wenrui stroked his conjured beard, looking like a senior master: "Well, who is the surname of the master and nephew, the old man looks very familiar." ”

Wang Gaojie was not angry at all because the other party couldn't call his name, his own cultivation in Tianlingmen was too inconspicuous, and it was normal for the other party to be an elder and not remember: "Junior Wang Gaojie, he still entered the mountain gate at about the same time as the martial senior!"

"Oh!?" Xue Wenrui hurriedly coughed a few times, not daring to say more, for fear of leaking, "It turned out to be Senior Wang's nephew! No wonder they are so familiar! Since the two of us are so fateful, let's move forward together!"

"This ......" Wang Gaojie wanted to refuse, but Uncle Shi said so, can he refuse? And now he finds that he is not safe, since he can be discovered by Uncle Shi, the monks of other sects must also be able to find out, if so, it will be safer to be with Uncle Shi, "Then thank Uncle Shi!"

Xue Wenrui took out a storage bag and sorted out the pills that could be used by the spiritual liquid realm cultivators on his body, anyway, these pills had no effect on himself, so he was a favor. It's a pity that although he robbed more than a dozen people, there were not many elixirs in the Spirit Liquid Realm on their bodies, and when they were put together, they were only thirty or forty pills.

"You can take these pills!" Xue Wenrui threw the storage bag to Wang Gaojie.

Wang Gaojie took a look at it, and was immediately overjoyed, these were the pills he urgently needed, with these pills, not to mention the middle stage of the Spirit Liquid Realm, even the late stage, he was sure to break through.

The excitement in his heart can be imagined, and he is even more convinced of Xue Wenrui's identity. He held the storage bag, kept bending his already rickety waist, and made a big salute: "Thank you, uncle, thank you!"

Xue Wenrui also showed a satisfied smile, he didn't expect that he would become an uncle in a blink of an eye, and he was also such an old man's uncle: "Well, okay, let's get ready, let's go!"

Xue Wenrui took out a new set of Tianlingmen Dao robes, asked the other party to change into them, and then took off the shadow pendant on his body and hung it on him. Wang Gaojie's cultivation is too conspicuous, and it is easy to be coveted, so it is better to hide it. He didn't care about himself, as long as he condensed his spiritual power and exerted his flesh and blood qi, it would be difficult for other monks to see the details of his cultivation.

It's just that this shadow breath is a good thing, and it is still of great use to himself, and Xue Wenrui is reluctant to give it to the other party casually, so he said a little embarrassed: "This magic weapon, temporarily lend it to you!

"Understood! understood! This is how it should be! This is how it should be!" Wang Gaojie saw that his cultivation was not revealed at all, and he had already been impressed by this small magic weapon, and when he secretly sensed the prohibition of the magic weapon, he was even more surprised when he found that it was a high-grade magic weapon.

After dressing up Wang Gaojie, Xue Wenrui took out a high-grade flying sword and threw it to the other party: "Let's refine it!

"Ahh......h "Wang Gaojie was dumbfounded, his lips trembled, he didn't expect this uncle's family background to be so rich, and he was so generous, not only did he bring the top-grade jade pendant to himself, but he also gave out a high-grade flying sword as soon as he made a move! Wang Gaojie was stunned by the sudden happiness, and he was stupid for a while, not knowing what to do.

"You hurry up and go to refinery! We have to find other fellow disciples. Xue Wenrui snorted softly and woke up Wang Gaojie in a daze. He hurriedly hugged the flying sword happily, and hurriedly ran to the side to refine it.