Beiyin Great Sage

"Peng!"

Throwing the yellow ant army together on the ground, Zhou Yi exhaled slightly and reached out to touch the sweat beads on his forehead.

Even if his Chunyang Iron Cloth Shirt is fully developed and he has strong physical strength, it is still too much for him to carry three living people for dozens of miles.

He took a deep breath and looked at the three people on the ground. He sat cross-legged and sat aside.

The qi and blood in the body surge and circulate according to the Dingyang Zhuang Heart Method.

Not long after.

As warm currents emerge from the body, the fatigue on the body quickly dissipates, and even the spirit is renewed and invigorated.

"really!"

Opening his eyes, Zhou Yimu was excited:

"Although I have not cultivated Zhenqi, thanks to the great achievements of Chunyang Tiebushan, I already have the characteristics of a first-class master in some aspects."

like,

Defense!

explosive force!

and even,

Recovery speed.

Refining the Marrow (73/100)

"The realm of body refining is to transport Qi and blood to temper the physical body, and Dacheng's Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt makes my physical body comparable to that of a first-class master."

"Refining the marrow in turn will naturally make rapid progress."

In just two days, the marrow refining realm has been increased by two experience points. This would have taken at least half a month before.

Breakthrough in refining the marrow is just around the corner!

"Well……"

Groans sounded.

Zhou Yi turned his head and saw that the three people he had tied up had woken up one after another. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked around.

When they saw Zhou Yi sitting cross-legged on the rock, the three of them were all shocked.

"Hero!"

Regardless of his body's soreness, one person hurriedly knelt down on the ground:

"My hero, please spare my life. The little one has an eighty-year-old mother on top and a child who is crying for food. I beg you to spare my life. I will burn incense and pay homage when I return."

"Me too, please spare my life, hero!"

"Spare your life! Spare your life!"

The other two people didn't have such good language organization skills, so they just knelt down and begged for mercy.

They had seen Zhou Yi take action, and even the leader, who was a warrior, was no match for him. If the three of them joined forces, they would be seeking death.

"Ah……"

Zhou Yi hummed and waved casually.

"Dang Cang..."

A short knife was thrown in front of the three of them. He lowered his head and looked at it with cold eyes:

"Give you a chance. I need two corpses here, so only one of you three can go back."

"Who can grasp it is up to you."

The three of them were stunned.

They looked at Zhou Yi and then at each other. The person who spoke first had his eyes flickering and he suddenly lunged towards the dagger in front of him.

He rolled and grabbed the handle of the knife, turned around and looked at his two companions with the knife.

"Xiao Liu!"

"Brother Liu!"

The two people's eyes were filled with fear, and the older one said hurriedly:

"What do you want to do?"

"Brother Hu, don't blame me." The knife-wielding bandit looked ferocious and gritted his teeth and said:

"Tui'er is still waiting for me at home. I must leave alive."

"Fart!" Brother Hu said angrily:

"He lied to you. Even if you kill the two of us, there is no way you can leave alive, and that woman is a bitch!"

"Shut up." The knife-wielding gangster yelled:

"You are not allowed to say that to Tweety!"

"Peng!"

Before he finished speaking, another person saw the opportunity and rushed over, grabbed him by the waist, and threw him hard towards the ground.

When Brother Hu saw this, he roared and jumped out, grabbing the opponent's arm holding the knife.

"ah!"

The knife-wielding bandit roared loudly, struggled wildly, and waved the short knife. The three of them struggled together, and it was inevitable that their bodies would be cut by the sharp blade.

Their tense spirits allowed them to ignore the pain in their bodies for the time being, and all they could see was the short knife that could kill others.

"Puff!"

"ah!"

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, the screams suddenly stopped.

Three corpses collapsed on the ground, and blood rolled down the slope. The moonlight shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and clusters of Ganoderma lucidum were seen swaying gently.

The cunning rabbit still has three burrows.

Naturally, Zhou Yi would not choose just one place to cultivate Ganoderma lucidum.

In addition to the last time there, there are two other places with a large number of Ganoderma lucidum. Although the number is smaller than that of the cave, there are still hundreds of clusters.

Since dead mushrooms can grow there.

This way...

Not a bad idea!

Especially after a period of cultivation, there are already a lot of Ganoderma lucidum here, so he plans to try to see if he can replicate the dead mushroom.

If it can be copied, it can be expected in advance.

Corpses, blood, Ganoderma lucidum, fighting...

Everything is the same as before.

By the time dawn came, the pungent smell of blood had faded away, but the previous experience had not been repeated. The corpse and the Ganoderma lucidum remained unchanged.

"What's wrong?"

After scratching his head, Zhou Yi buried the body under the Ganoderma lucidum as he did last time. Unfortunately, there was still no change.

Another day of waiting.

He gave up completely.

"Sure enough, there is still a problem."

Holding his chin in his hand, Zhou Yi wrote down the differences between the two times.

"The three people last time were all body-refining warriors, but this time they are just ordinary people. There is a big gap in strength. They must be different if they have strong energy and blood."

"I wasn't here last time..."

"An angry living person may affect the emergence of undead mushrooms."

“There’s also less Ganoderma.”

"The location is also different."

"..."

"Um."

Raising his head, Zhou Yi's eyes flashed:

"try again?"

With the current chaos in Kunshan City, it is not difficult to find a few warriors to kill. As long as you are careful, it won't be too dangerous.

Dazzling.

More than ten days later.

"Third try."

Zhou Yi held a charcoal pen in one hand and paper in the other, writing quickly:

"Unsuccessful!"

"The tiger in the mountain was full of vitality and blood, and was watered with blood after death, causing more than ten clusters of Ganoderma lucidum to mutate, but no dead mushrooms appeared."

"Beasts, inferior to humans?"

One month later.

The cave was pitch dark, and nearly two hundred Ganoderma lucidum were all reduced to ashes. Zhou Yi looked ecstatically in the cave for a long time, but found nothing.

"what happened?"

"It is true that death energy affects the growth of Ganoderma lucidum, but the birth of death energy does not seem to be just because of death energy. The seventh attempt failed."

"Why!"

Zhou Yi paused and sighed helplessly.

This attempt not only failed, but also wasted a large amount of Ganoderma lucidum. If you want to try again, you will need to spend time cultivating Ganoderma lucidum again.

Good thing.

It's not like there's no gain, but it's not about cultivating undead mushrooms.

Name: Zhou Yi

Age: twenty-one

Cultivation: True Qi (1/100)

Ningzhen Heart Sutra: Getting Started (9/100)

Chunyang Iron Cloth Shirt: Dacheng (6/100)

Heavenly Buddha's Hand: Mastery (99/100)

A weak but real Qi circulated in the meridians according to the Ningzhen Heart Meridian, and he had suddenly cultivated Zhen Qi.

The process of breakthrough is far less dangerous than Liu Mengyan said.

Perhaps it was due to the completion of the Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt that his physical body had already exceeded the limit of physical training. Perhaps it was because of the ‘golden finger’ that Zhou Yi did not find it difficult.

When the marrow refining progress reaches 100%, all the orifices in the body tremble, a weak zhenqi emerges out of thin air, and it naturally advances.

"Is this true anger?"

After moving his wrist, he noticed that with the movement of his true energy, his physical body and the originally stagnant Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt became stronger again.

Qi is like a newborn baby. Although it is weak, it has endless possibilities.

and.

The Heavenly Buddha's Hand is also close to completion.

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The yellow ant army finally left.

Kunshan City also regained its freedom.

pity.

The bandit army was like yellow ants crossing the border, leaving no grass growing. In just over a month, countless people were buried under this land forever.

The once prosperous city of Kunshan was almost reduced to ruins, with broken walls and collapsed houses. From time to time, a few confused people took to the streets.

street.

The corpses were rotting, and countless insects were crawling on them.

The broken arm is inserted diagonally into the mud.

The bones are piled up into mounds.

The screams of carrion birds kept coming.

There was an indescribable sadness in the air of death.

"Woo..."

"Woooo..."

One person looked up at the sky, looking at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, and suddenly burst into tears, and he knelt down and howled loudly.

His crying seemed to be the beginning, and more and more people cried bitterly, some even fainted, to see off the massacre.

…………

"The yellow ant army is really gone."

Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhou Yi lowered his head and looked at the location of Kunshan City with a sigh in his voice.

"gone."

After more than a month in the city and encountering many tragedies in the world, Liu Mengyan gained a few strands of white hair on her temples, and her eyes became much more mature:

"Wu Tiantong failed to find what he wanted. Under the attacks of many martial arts masters, he finally found it difficult to hold on and retreated voluntarily."

"But he can't escape!"

With a cold look in his eyes, Liu Mengyan gritted his steel teeth:

"Senior Lin has arrived from the capital. If senior takes action, even if Wu Tiantong is among the army, he will definitely not escape death."

"I hope so." Zhou Yi sighed softly and said:

"What do you want from me?"

"Um."

Liu Mengyan nodded and said:

"I know you like to practice hard, but you don't have to stay on the mountain all the time. I'll leave you with the errands of Liuying Xiaoyuan. You might as well go down and have a look when you have time."

"I know." Zhou Yi nodded.

He practiced hard because he had books to read, exercises to practice, and elixirs to grow. He didn't find it boring, but it wasn't because he liked it.

certainly.

This needs no explanation.

"Let's get down to business." Liu Mengyan cheered up, his expression seemed a little embarrassed, he hesitated and said:

"I have a friend who wants to meet you."

"Your friend?" Zhou Yi tilted his head:

"Want to see me?"

Although the two have a good relationship, their social circles are completely different. It stands to reason that most of the other's friends do not know his existence.

"yes."

Liu Mengyan nodded and said:

"Don't worry, she will never do anything to you."

"I'm not worried about that." Zhou Yi rolled his eyes. Having already cultivated his true energy, he might not be any worse than Liu Mengyan:

"Who?"

"Yue'er!"

Liu Mengyan turned around and shouted into the forest:

"Come out."

"Crash..."

The branches and leaves swayed, and a beautiful figure walked slowly out of the forest with its feet on the fallen leaves.

The visitor is wearing a tulle head and a graceful figure. The white gauze clothes are flying in the wind. Although they are clearly standing on the ground, they give people an elegant feeling that they may be blown up by the wind at any time.

The woman walked over, bowed to Zhou Yi, and said softly:

"I have met Mr. Zhou."

"..."

Zhou Yi's face was gloomy. Although the other person was wearing a gauze mask, her figure and aura had not changed at all. She was Bai Fengyue, the saint of the Red Lotus Sect.

"Brother Liu."

"Brother Zhou."

Liu Mengyan hurriedly interrupted his voice and begged:

"Just say a few words to her. Don't worry, she won't do anything to you?"

As he spoke, he cupped his fists and cupped his hands, then dodged and swept away into the distance.