Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Hong Yuan stayed at Jiang Nai's spiritual field for nearly a morning, watching Xiaoyue'er touch the spiritual plant under Jiang Nai's guidance, and even went to work in the field in person.

Xiaoyue'er, who was wearing a farm uniform, lost a bit of nobility and added a bit of idyllic atmosphere, which made Hong Yuan feel very cordial.

Because he, Hong Yuan, was also from a mud-legged background, so he is no stranger to farming.

But this is a farmland after all, and Xiaoyue'er only experienced it a little bit, and finally had to rely on "Little Cloud and Rain Technique", "Weeding Gold" and other important techniques to solve it.

After being nourished by vitality, the weeds on the spiritual field are too thick and hard. The most disgusting thing is those pests, which are even more annoying.

In Jiang Nai's soft and waxy words, Hong Yuan heard Jiang Nai's helplessness. This is probably the trouble of mediocre aptitude. Even if they have mastered all kinds of spiritual field exercises, the real essence in their bodies is not enough for them to use more exercises.

"Nair, this weapon I have here should be able to help you."

Hong Yuan took out a second-order sickle element from the medium-sized storage bag, and handed it over.

Jiang Nai quickly declined and refused Hong Yuan.

"Senior brother Hong can't, this gift is too expensive."

precious? Such a question suddenly flashed in Hong Yuan's mind.

This second-order sickle element is only more than 500 yuan. I have already taken out low-value things as much as possible. How can it be expensive?

But when he saw Jiang Nai's clothes, Hong Yuan woke up suddenly. Not everyone can get rich like him, and not everyone is the daughter of an elder like Lin Yiru.

The gentle girl in front of her is just an ordinary disciple of Lingzhiyuan, and every primordial stone has to be calculated carefully, wishing to break one piece into two pieces for use.

"Take it." Hong Yuan said softly, seeing that Jiang Nai still had a refusal on his face, Hong Yuan firmly put the sickle in Jiang Nai's hand, "Just treat it as if you borrowed it from me."

"Sister Jiang, just accept it. The most important thing that my uncle lacks is Yuan Qi." Xiao Yue'er was also persuading Jiang Nai to accept it, but she knew very well how rich her little uncle was.

Hearing this, Jiang Nai was silent for a moment, and finally nodded her head firmly, and said softly, "Yes."

A quarter of an hour later, Hong Yuan took Xiaoyue'er away, but Jiang Nai who was in the same place was still waving his hands, and his eyes were firmly locked on Hong Yuan.

"Senior Brother Hong, I will definitely practice hard and strive to catch up with you." Jiang Nai expected himself.

A second-order elemental weapon with hundreds of primordial stones may not be regarded as a drop in the bucket for Hong Yuan, and he is not even qualified to let him take a high look.

But for Jiang Nai, this second-order element is enough for her to work for five years to get it together, and she may not be willing to buy it.

After all, she is just an ordinary formal disciple of Lingzhi Garden.

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After spending a happy day with Xiaoyue'er, Hong Yuan moved forward in an orderly manner according to his plan again, making progress every day, and the data on the panel was refreshed every day.

One month later, Hong Yuan felt that all aspects of the strength avatar had reached a bottleneck, so he was very quiet and thought about moving, so he manipulated the strength avatar to go out and head for the martial arts platform.

In many cases, combat strength cannot simply depend on the realm and the number of skills and methods. After all, no matter how good the skills are, it depends on who is using them.

In order to be able to perfectly display the strength of the power clone, Hong Yuan decided to find opponents in the sect to fight and increase his battle experience.

Yan Wutai.

On one side of the large and bright bluestone square, there are nearly thirty rings arranged in the field, and this is only a Class D area. However, the atmosphere of the battle was very intense and mighty.

Hong Yuan walked to the registration platform and paid 30 primordial stones before registering in Ding Ershisan's arena. After two more rounds of confrontation, he will be able to go up.

The rules of the arena are very simple. If you lose one game, you will be eliminated. If you win ten games in a row and meet the conditions for defending the ring master, you can enter a higher area.

Hongyuan is currently a D-level area, and those who win can enter the C-level area.

Walking to the stage at No. 23, Hong Yuan looked up at the two opponents fighting above.

The two disciples were all dressed in black warrior outfits, making it difficult to distinguish their identities, but experts would know if they were there as soon as they made a move. Hong Yuan could tell at a glance that their strength was mediocre, only the middle level of first-order warriors.

"Hey, these guys are just young guys who have just opened their minds. Are they so anxious to become famous and get a good way out?" Hong Yuan rubbed his chin, thinking.

Every year, a large number of disciples become famous through the Martial Arts Stage and get the favor of different elders, so they change their lives against the sky and rise to the top.

But that is obviously for those disciples who have good fighting power but mediocre aptitude. Ordinary people come to participate in the ring battle when they are in the middle level of the first level.

Crackling!

Bursts of blades and swords flashed, and the momentum was great, but the two were evenly matched. They were really good at each other, and the corners of Hong Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

After the final decision of the winner, the two showed sympathy for each other and hated seeing each other late, making Hong Yuan even more speechless.

"You guys know how to fight each other." Hong Yuan complained.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before it was finally his turn to play in person.

Xie Liu, an official disciple of Fuzhen Hall, stood on the stage, watching Hong Yuan ascend the ring.

"Hongyuan of the Artifact Refining Hall?" asked the deacon of the outer sect.

"Well, it's me." Hong Yuan replied.

After getting Hong Yuan's affirmative answer, the outer door deacon raised the gong in his hand and began to strike.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The competition between Hong Yuan and the formal disciples of Fuzhen Palace officially started.

"From the Artifact Refining Hall? You are unlucky to meet me." Xie Liu raised his head slightly.

Hong Yuan looked down at his attire and sighed softly.

Was he underestimated because he didn't wear the blue robe representing the disciple of practice? Really helpless.

"Let you see my talisman hall—"

Bear Power Gu.

Before Xie Liu finished speaking, Hong Yuan inspired his own means.

There was a deafening bear roar, and a phantom of a big black bear appeared behind Hong Yuan in vain.

Under Xie Liu's horrified gaze, Hong Yuan punched him, and the wind of the fist was violent, making his hair stand on end, and every part of his body was emitting a strong alarm sound.

Die, will die, will die.

Under this blow, he would really die! ! !

"Why is this person stunned?" Hong Yuan frowned slightly.

As a last resort, Hong Yuan turned his fist into a palm, and patted the frightened Xie Liu lightly.

Xie Liu immediately jumped out of the ring and rushed towards the distance. When he left, Xie Liu still didn't understand.

Why is such an ordinary disciple of the Artifact Refining Hall so powerful? Also, these damn blacksmiths are really amazingly powerful!

In one day, Hong Yuan fought from the D-level area to the A-level area, and the record is extraordinary!