[Book friends who like this book, don't forget to collect it, next, the moment of blood boiling is coming, Rong Hanli told it. ] 】

When Mantian arrived at Tianxuan Pavilion, Luo Lao was lying on the rattan chair in front of Tianxuan Pavilion, holding a simple book in his hand, reading it carefully!

Seeing that Luo Lao was immersed in the world of books, Mantian didn't bother, and in the past month, Mantian found that Luo Lao's identity should not only be the disciple in charge of Tianxuan Pavilion, but also the person in charge of the entire Tianxuan Pavilion! Many times, Luo Lao was leisurely sweeping the ground and looking at the book! However, Luo Lao didn't say anything, and Mantian wouldn't take the initiative to ask!

Mantian stood in front of Luo Lao, quietly waiting, many forging peak disciples passed by in twos and threes, and saw Mantian showing surprise one by one, talking in a low voice.

"What's the matter? You stand here, where are they talking, can the old man still look in? Luo Lao's impatient words sounded, although he was impatient, but with a smile on his face.

Mantian smiled embarrassedly, he took a few steps forward, hugged his fists and said, "Old Luo, Mantian has something to ask for." ”

"Say it!" Luo Lao raised his eyebrows, he put the book on his abdomen, lay on the rattan chair, and looked at the barbarian sky, looking slightly surprised.

"May I ask Luo Lao, how to collect brute beasts, where can brute beasts be collected?" Barbarian Tian asked what he wanted without hesitation.

"Oh, feeling the pressure?" Luo Lao did not answer directly, but said flatly.

Mantian's eyes were slightly condensed, but he did not answer.

"It's good to feel the pressure, and it's good to be motivated when you're under pressure! Luo Lao smiled indifferently, and then, he was sitting up, looking at the barbarian Dao: "Whether it is forging or brute cultivation, if it is too comfortable, it will not do any good for promotion! Although the little ancient sect is brilliant and spiritual, it is too comfortable, and it is only suitable for a bad old man like the old man, and the disciples in the sect are busy with their own affairs, but they don't know that their strength will only be improved under full experience and experience." ”

"Go to the Burial Place, there is what you want, and as for how to collect the beasts, there are details on this skin. However, the old man advises you that if you want the fierce beast to surrender, you mainly rely on the coercion of the bloodline! So, don't try to collect the powerful brute beast! Even if you accept it, once your bloodline coercion cannot suppress him, you will suffer from the fierce beast's backlash!" Luo Lao said, with two more animal skins in his hand and lost them to the barbarian sky.

One is the secret of collecting brute beasts, and the other is a map of the frontier region!

"Go, I don't see the mountains outside the mountains, I don't know the people among the people. After Luo Lao finished speaking, he lay down again, took the book and continued to read.

Mantian held two animal skins, although he still had doubts, but he pressed them down, bowed and thanked them, and then turned to leave!

"Don't forget to come back in three months to participate in the disciple competition!" Luo Lao's words came from behind, and he was stunned, nodded slightly, and continued to go.

When the barbarian sky was far away, Luo Lao put down the ancient book, looked at the figure of the barbarian sky, and muttered to himself: "The land of burial, the land of creation, how much you can get depends on your creation." ”

Looking at the map, the barbarian found that the place where Luo Lao said to bury the barbarians was located in the extreme west of the frontier region, and judging from the map, it was close to a region called Taizhou! From the small ancient sect to the burial of the barbarian land, it would take more than 20 days to travel!

There was not much time for the barbarian sky, and it took a month and a half to go back and forth, so he didn't have much time to stay, and after saying goodbye to Xiong Hong, he quickly went to the burial place.

Along the way, the barbarian sky was dusty, and he was carrying twelve high-level Xuangang, and every step would leave deep footprints on the ground, and the road was boring, but the barbarian sky would come to cultivate on the road! Although he stepped into the three-grade quenching body, he still had some difficulty running wildly with a weight of 120,000 yuan!

For ten days in a row, he didn't stop to rest until the limit, and gradually, Mantian found that under such a limit running, the growth of Yuan Force was much faster than before, and the Yuan Force with the thickness of a little finger filled the limbs and bones, moisturizing the bones, and making Mantian's strength surging!

This is said that the barbarian sky has entered the big city in the western part of the frontier region, Futu City.

A few days of wild running consumed the physical strength of the barbarians, although there was the power of the blood and the nourishment of the yuan force, but the barbarian had not yet stepped into the realm of blood, and could not completely get rid of the dependence on food!

"The geniuses of the major tribes in Southern Xinjiang are emerging in an endless stream, just like a hundred flowers competing for beauty! I heard that the first young man of the Blood Lion Tribe defeated Yun Yi of the Clouded Leopard Tribe in one fell swoop! You must know that this Yun Yi made a name for himself in Southern Xinjiang five years ago, but he was defeated by a junior!"

"I heard what the patriarch said, and the same is true of the Eastern Regions far to the east! The geniuses of the major sects have doubled, and I heard that there are geniuses who have stepped into the Jindan stage in a year, you know, the Jindan is like the blood elephant stage!"

"Hmph! How can a person who cultivates the truth be on a par with my barbarians? In the face of the supreme power, they are vulnerable! He has a year in the Eastern Regions that has stepped into the Golden Pill Stage, how can I not have a person in the Southern Barbarians who has stepped into the Blood Elephant Stage in a year?" When a barbarian heard this, he not only spoke up!

The barbarian race that advocates strength has ambiguity for those who cultivate the truth, and more people think that ** strength is the strongest!

"Not to mention the Southern Barbarians, even the Barbarian Sect in the Taizhou region in the Eastern Regions has produced a remarkable person, this person's name is Yan Shan, and he forcibly subdued a third-grade fierce beast alone with the strength of the five-grade quenching body!"

Mantian, who was clutching the wine glass, heard the word "Eastern Regions," and his body trembled! The Eastern Regions was an eternal pain in his heart, and when his brother Manxiao went to the Eastern Regions, there was no news, and his heart was almost determined to be dead on the way, but Mantian always had a glimmer of life in his heart, and his brother Manxiao was not dead! Mantian didn't even dare to think that if he hadn't died, why wouldn't his brother come back after all these years? He was afraid that if he had thought too much, the ray of life in his heart would have completely disappeared.

"What did Yan Shan calculate, and soon after, I will challenge him to see if he can take my arrow!" Just as everyone was holding their own words, a low shout sounded and woke up the contemplative barbarian sky, and a figure walked into the inn, and everyone looked up, this person was about fifteen or sixteen years old, six feet tall, wearing animal skins, and carrying a huge bow.

Many people wanted to scold the young man for being arrogant, but suddenly saw the giant bow on the young man's back, which was about half a foot long and dark throughout.

The barbarians who noticed this suppressed the words they were about to blurt out, not to mention whether this young man had the strength to defeat Yan Shan, even if he didn't, it was not something they could provoke.

The young man glanced at everyone coldly, giving people the feeling of looking down on everyone, he sat down at an empty table opposite the barbarian sky, and said loudly: "Bring me the best meat!"

After looking at the young man, he was shocked in his heart, he felt the surging power contained in the young man's body, I have to say that although this person is arrogant, he has arrogant capital!

"Remember, my name is Man Yijian! In the near future, my name will surely be famous in the Southern Barbarians!, not in the Southern Xinjiang!" Looking at the much quieter inn, the arrogant young man said loudly.

"Barbarian?" Barbarian was not only stunned when he heard the surname of Man Yijian, although he didn't have much experience, but he had not heard of other barbarian surnames in Xiaoguzong, at this time, the arrogant young man in front of him was also surnamed Man?

"Anyone can say wild words, even if they defeat Yan Shan? Nanjiang is not a Nanban, how can you know the greatness of Nanban? Do you not know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky?" said a middle-aged man with a sneer on his face.

"Whew!"

The sound of a sharp arrow piercing sounded violently, before everyone could react, a fiery red light, the middle-aged man's body suddenly flew upside down, and was nailed to the wall, everyone turned their heads in horror and found that the middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, his mouth was slightly open, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

"What is it, and what qualifications do you have to teach me?" said Man Yijian coldly.

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