Nanyang Province in the southwest region of the worldly Daqin Kingdom is surrounded by low mountains and lush trees.

Shout!

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking the sky in the air, disturbing the silence of the mountains and forests, looking up from the ground, it was a blue light, it was actually a figure who could fly into the sky, but it flew a little low, and it was crooked, as if it might fall down at any time.

Looking at the figure in the retreat from time to time, looking back from time to time, it was obvious that he was not unskilled in flying, he should have been injured and was evading pursuit.

Xie Chen glanced behind him again and breathed a sigh of relief, "I finally got rid of them." There is a rare secret realm in the cultivation realm of the Great Qin Kingdom, there are not many treasures in this one, my cultivation is not the highest, but I have obtained the most important exercise, it is really God to help me......"

Ice Spirit Formula!

Although the name of the exercise was only a glimpse, Xie Chen was short of breath every time he thought of it. It is very important that a cultivator's achievements depend entirely on the quality of the exercises, in addition to the qualifications and resources of each person.

The grades of the exercises are divided into formulas, spiritual tips, treasure tips, Tao tips, and the legendary method of the true self. ...... Of course, this is all from the oral tradition of cultivators or the records of the classics, and ordinary people have never seen the treasure and the Tao formula, let alone any true self method.

Xie Chen's cultivation is the magic trick.

The two sects in the cultivator world of the Great Qin Country, the Zhen faction are the two spiritual recipes, and the loose cultivation like Xie Chen, although the cultivation is not low, the cultivation is just a medium-grade method.

But now, he has obtained a spiritual technique, it will be completely different, after the recultivation, his strength will be greatly improved, directly chasing the cultivation of the two sects, and gaining a pivotal position in the cultivation realm.

At the time of great joy, suddenly, his face changed drastically, his face instantly turned gray, and a "click" sound sounded in his body. Somehow, there was a smell of earth around him, which was very choking.

Layers of clods of earth seemed to crystallize out of his chest, stiffening his flesh and covering half of his body in the blink of an eye.

Xie Chen's movement was restricted, and the already unstable Escape Light was planted headlong towards the gravel mountain below.

"Tian Yiliang of the Golden Jade Gate, the earth attribute spell is really powerful, I thought it had been suppressed, but I didn't expect it to be dormant, but now it suddenly broke out. Xie Chen's face was extremely ugly, and he had to find a place to heal as soon as possible.

He tried his best to control the light, but he still underestimated the speed of the spread of the soil, and in the end he couldn't stabilize the light, and could only smash it to the ground like a stone, almost shattering.

He really felt the danger of death at this time, and hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and wanted to eat the healing medicine in it, but his other hand was already wrapped in the soil, so he could only open his mouth and bite off the wooden cork of the porcelain bottle, but when he raised the porcelain bottle and poured it into his mouth, his hand stiffened,...... The porcelain vase is out of hand.

Xie Chen hurriedly reached out to grab the porcelain vase, but his movement was restricted, and his joints were as stiff as a native man, and he couldn't keep up with the speed at which the porcelain vase fell.

With a click, the porcelain bottle fell on the stone, and one of the golden pills was thrown out, then rolled on the stone, and finally fell to the bottom of the cliff under Xie Chen's watchful eyes.

"Hmm, hmm......" In the blink of an eye, Xie Chen lost even the ability to speak, not to mention that there was only one healing pill, and even if there was still one, he might not be able to take it out.

At this time, his body was very bad, and he escaped all the way, and his spiritual power was so consumed that he couldn't suppress the raging thick earth qi at all, and the thick earth qi continued to devour his vitality.

"In the secret realm, I died nine times for a lifetime, and I grabbed the exercises, a spiritual formula! I can change my fate, but in the end, I have no chance to cultivate?" Xie Chen wanted to open his mouth and scold, scolding all the words that he thought of to scold, but it was to no avail, he immediately couldn't help but think, "I died here, sooner or later, who will find out, is it not the hard work to send him the exercises?" Which bastard is cheaper?"

At this moment, in Xie Chen's field of vision, a young man in a green shirt appeared in the distance, holding an open book in one hand, looking down, and holding a slender branch in the other hand, driving seven or eight goats to approach, and the direction was the gravel mountain where Xie Chen was.

"The bastard is here!" Xie Chen complained, and even though he completely lost his life. Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

......

"Ahh

Wang Ze touched his nose and said to himself, "Today's mountain breeze is actually a little cold?"

He then waved the branch in his hand to correct a goat that had gone astray.

Wang Ze is a scholar in Daqinguo, he achieved a good reputation at the age of fifteen, and he was about to participate in the palace examination, and he soared, but he offended the powerful in the capital, which led to ten years of hard study in the cold window and came to naught, and he was assigned to Mingguang Temple to serve as a servant.

Mingguang Temple is three miles behind him, and as for his task, in addition to chopping firewood and planting vegetables every day, it is to herd these eight goats.

In the wild, the sheep are easy to run around, so Wang Ze found a good place to keep them in captivity. It was a gravel mountain, surrounded by gravel mountains on three sides, two or three acres in size, in which not only the grass was lush, but also a spring, which was an excellent place.

In particular, the gap enclosed by the gravel mountain is extremely cramped, and he only needs to plug the gap to let the sheep go.

After driving the sheep into the gap, Wang Ze sat down on the grass, and his daily workload was very large, chopping wood, boiling water, and cooking vegetable fields...... There is no time to spare, and he is often abused by the monks of Mingguang Temple and even punched and kicked, and there is very little time for this kind of leisure.

And the eight sheep he herded sheep, no one believed it, but they were actually for the monks of Mingguang Temple to eat meat. Mingguang Temple is no longer a quiet place as rumored, but a hidden filth that Wang Ze has never seen.

In Mingguang Temple, there are more than 30 monks together, not only are they wet with wine and meat, but they also have six amorous women in captivity in the temple, doing some shameful things every day, so that the pure Wang Ze bumped into many times.

"A few days ago, I took out a Buddhist scripture from the ruins of the main hall and told a story that compares the Buddha to a lotus flower, and the lotus flower is out of the mud without staining, which is the Buddha nature. But my purity in the smoky Mingguang Temple is still the same, and the lotus flower is also me!"

Wang Ze sighed and put down a book in his hand that was actually not very serious.

There are many collapsed halls in Mingguang Temple, and Wang Ze took out a lot of books to read, including a temple diary, which records that Mingguang Temple was not like this before. Mingguang Temple is a famous thousand-year-old temple, pilgrims can line up to the mountain on important days, the little monk runs the horse to light incense, and there is also a record, there are also masters who can fly to the sky and escape to the earth in the temple, one palm smashes the mountain peak, one palm cuts off the river...... But that is beyond Wang Ze's cognition, just bragging.

It's just that the horse running incense of Mingguang Temple should be true, because there are temple buildings on the surrounding four or five hills, but they have collapsed after a long period of disrepair, and the remaining thirty-five monks only stay on the main peak to escape.

Just when Wang Ze was thinking about this, a goat came to the cliff on the other side, and at its mouth, a golden pill was round and round, the size of a dragon's eye, very attractive.

The goat's nose sniffed, and it didn't seem to have any taste, but it opened its mouth, and its tongue rolled the pill into it, and it was crushed and swallowed into its stomach.

The goat barked happily, and nothing seemed wrong with it.

Wang Ze was lying on the grass, thinking of the dark life in Mingguang Temple, when would it be the end. He had read books for ten years in vain, but his strength was weak, and he was no match for the monks on the mountain......

Baa baa!

A raspy sheep cry disturbed Wang Ze, this cry was too strange, and the sound was surprisingly loud.

When Wang Ze followed the sound and looked over, he saw that the goat's two horns were stretched forward, the sheep's eyes were bloodshot, and two white gases erupted from its mouth and nose.

"What's going on?" Wang Ze was puzzled.

The next moment, the goat suddenly opened its hooves and bumped into it.

"Damn, this sheep is crazy!" Wang Ze shouted, got up and ran.

The goat rubbed Wang Ze's buttocks, and with a "bang!" slammed against the mountain wall, the mountain shook suddenly.

Wang Ze was almost frightened, he was dumbfounded! How could this sheep have so much strength? Even five cows can't compare!

What's even worse is that the stones on the mountain began to gurgle down, and Wang Ze could only hide behind. The stones rolled down for a quarter of an hour, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, Wang Ze looked over, where was there any exit? All of them were blocked by the rubble, and they were close to ten zhang high.

With such a high gravel pile, Wang Ze can't climb it at all, and the rolling stone pile is not firm, and there is a danger of collapsing at all times, so it is not suitable for climbing. Wang Ze secretly screamed bad luck and looked at the culprit, the sheep died too miserably, at this time it was pressed by a big stone, just now it hit the mountain wall, and the front half of its body was broken.

"What should I do?" Wang Ze was helpless.

Seeing the evening, Wang Ze's stomach growled, the sheep could eat grass, so he had to eat the sheep. He went to gather some branches, and pulled some hay out of the cracks in the rock wall, and he lit a fire, and roasted a piece of mutton to eat.

This group of sheep has been raised by him for three months, and there were no strange symptoms before, it should not be crazy, he guessed that maybe he was frightened, so he ate meat with confidence.

It's just that he didn't notice that the mutton was densely covered with some small golden particles, which naturally did not exist in normal meat.

However, at night, Wang Ze pulled his stomach once, and he was immediately frightened, thinking that there was really a problem with the mutton. But the strange thing is that after pulling it, the stomach is not uncomfortable, and it is refreshing, obviously not a bad stomach. And the strange thing is that there is a black and greasy thing on his body, which is very smelly......

Fortunately, there is also a spring in this place, where you can not only drink water, but also wash your body.

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