Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 32: Departure, Meteorite Mountains

At home, Xiao Yi continued to watch the martial arts pierce the fire.

The Xiao family's background is still very strong, with no fewer than a dozen martial arts. There is one copy of Xuanjie low-level martial arts, and there are more than ten copies of Huangjie.

However, the people of the mortal realm cultivation base, as well as the general deacons, can only practice Huang-level martial arts.

Only those deacons who are fully trusted by the family will have the opportunity to practice burning the fire.

Of course, the more advanced martial arts, the more difficult it is to comprehend, and the harder it is to achieve success.

Like the peak martial arts of the Huang Tier, among the tribes of the mortal realm cultivation base, they have not yet achieved great success, and only a few acquired deacons and elders have become completely accomplished.

As for devouring fire and a hundred swords, there is no one person.

Including the second elder Wu Chi, who had cultivated for so many years, they only condensed ninety blazing blades, and there was still a long way to go before a hundred flames.

Most of the elders are only around 60.

Xiao Yi knew the power of a hundred swords.

He is also eager for martial arts. After all, Xingyi Wujue is, at best, a close attack, or physical skills and moves.

However, martial arts like the Fire Devouring One Hundred Blades are an attack method that can attack from a long distance and produce explosive power, which greatly improves his combat power.

However, he also knew the difficulty of devouring a hundred blades of fire, and it was unrealistic to train to a hundred blades in a short time.

Moreover, even if you have practiced it, you can't release the true qi in your body, so it's better to practice your cultivation first.

After remembering the information of devouring fire and hundred blades in his mind, Xiao Yi closed this martial skill and looked at the next one.

What about the martial arts that the named father left behind?

Xiao Yi opened the homepage, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Bengshan slash, intermediate-level martial art of the mysterious stage. Taishan is so big, my sword stands on the top of the mountain, and my sword breaks it with one sword."

Xiao Yi couldn't help but exclaimed, "What a powerful sword skill, domineering, mighty, and terrifying."

He couldn't wait to read the entire book, but when he saw the last page, he fell into doubt.

Because, at the end of the book, there is actually the word "on the scroll".

"What's going on, this martial art is incomplete." Xiao Yi frowned secretly.

With his ability to practice Xingyiquan with true meaning, one can feel that if this martial skill is complete, the martial skill described is indeed extremely powerful.

He could even imagine the terrifying meaning of the instantaneous destruction of a thousand-zhang mountain under that sword.

However, this martial art is incomplete, and the power of the cultivation method recorded in the book has dropped a hundredfold out of thin air.

If it is a complete Bengshan Slash, its level is definitely not only the intermediate stage of the profound stage, but it is afraid that the martial arts of the peak of the earth stage are possible.

Moreover, it seems that there is no real essence of Bengshan Zhan in this first volume, which has caused it to be only an intermediate mysterious rank.

After a while, Xiao Yi was stunned and smiled faintly.

Also, the warrior who created Bengshanzhan must be a powerful warrior who is shocked by the situation.

How could such martial skills be obtained by the Patriarch of an ordinary family?

According to Xiao Yi's guess, his named father should have only accidentally obtained this Bengshan Zhuangshan scroll and stayed in the family.

"Bengshan Slash is different from Fire Devouring Hundred Swords. As long as the fire devouring Hundred Swords can be practiced and used by warriors with fire attribute martial souls. But Bengshan Slash is obviously a sword skill. If you don't have a sword in your hand, you can't use it at all. "Xiao Yi muttered.

It was late at night that Xiao Yi stopped practicing Bengshanzhan and took out the books given by the great elder.

Xiao Yi's interest in the knowledge of refining medicine in the books is much less. But now he is the first to be born, and he needs a more advanced medicine.

His eyes suddenly turned red and black, and the eyes of the lunar sun appeared.

Then, the body of the Bingluan sword was condensed.

The complex and mysterious runes on the sword moved under the eyes of the sun and transformed into text messages.

At the same time, the knowledge of refining medicine in my mind became enlightenment.

After that, he glanced at the prescription of the'Houtian Pill'.

Suddenly, a mysterious pill,'Golden Vessel Pill' appeared in his mind.

"Huh? Why is the pill created by Bingluanjian so strange this time?" Xiao Yi frowned secretly.

According to the introduction of the Golden Pulse Pill, this is not a pill similar to the "Hou Tian Pill" to improve cultivation, but a kind of elixir to sublimate the main channel.

Moreover, there is no need to take multiple capsules of Jinmaidan, one capsule can take effect, nine main veins, just take nine capsules.

However, Xiao Yi glanced at the materials, suddenly dumbfounded.

"Peiyuan Zhu Guo, the third-level monster inner alchemy, this..."

The other materials for refining the Golden Vessel Pill are easy to say and easy to get. Only these two things, Peiyuan Zhuguo, third-grade medicinal materials, the price of one is at least two thousand taels, and there is no market.

And the third-level monster beast, that is equivalent to the existence of the innate martial artist, how can it get its inner alchemy. Even if some firms sell it, the price is scary.

Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly, "It seems that the Golden Pulse Pill is temporarily impossible to refine."

Xiao Yi found that there was nothing to do and went to sleep with his head covered.

....

The next day, when Xiao Yi woke up, he decided to set off today to go to the Meteorite Mountain Range.

Upon learning of this, Yiyi quickly pleaded, "Master, is it okay to bring Yiyi? That kind of deep mountain and wild environment is very poor, Yiyi can take care of you at any time."

Xiao Yi shook his head, his tone was determined, and said, "No."

"Master..." Yiyi begged.

Xiao Yi's expression was stern, and he scolded, "If you say no, you can't."

"Young...Master..." Yiyi was frightened by Xiao Yi, with aggrieved expression on his face.

Xiao Yi relaxed his face and said softly, "Yiyiguai, I'm not going to visit the mountains and rivers, but to find Murong Qianjun to settle the accounts."

"The monster beasts in the Meteorite Mountain range are in all directions, and there are many dangerous places and dangers. You are an ordinary person, following me will be dangerous, and it may become a burden, drag me down, and put me in danger."

"If you want to go out and practice with me next time, then practice hard. Only when you become stronger, I can rest assured that you will follow me."

Xiao Yixun tempted, hoping to induce Yiyi to practice hard.

This world is very dangerous. Xiao Yi hoped that in the days when she was away, Yiyi could spend all her thoughts on cultivation without taking care of herself.

Moreover, intuition tells Xiao Yi that the Murong family will never stop just spreading a rumor. That group of insidious guys will definitely have a backlash. Leaving the Xiao family this time, one had to confront them.

This is also the reason why Xiao Yi refused to follow Yiyi.

...

In the end, Yiyi chose to listen to Xiao Yi's words and pack her bags for Xiao Yi.

Until Xiao Yi came to the gate of Xiao's house, Yiyi still followed in silence.

"Yi'er." I don't know when to start, the three elders had been waiting for Xiao Yi at the gate of Xiao's house.

"Uncle Xiao Chong." Xiao Yi walked to the third elders, handed over the two martial arts to him, said, "I have written down the contents of the two martial arts, and I will return them to the family, and Bengshan Zhan will be left to you ."

"Yeah." The third elder nodded, handed a universe bag to Xiao Yi, and said, "This is what I prepared for your experience this time."

"Xie Xiaozhong Uncle." Xiao Yi took the Universe Bag, and then said, "Uncle Xiao Zhong, can I ask you to do something?"

The third elder suddenly smiled and said, "I know what you want to say, let me take care of Yiyi, right?"

"Um." Xiao Yi was taken aback, "Yes."

"Boy, I know you are reluctant to rely on it, don't worry, I have been prepared." The third elder said with a smile.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman suddenly came over.

Xiao Yi recognized her, the first deacon of the Xiao family, and the nine martial artist of the day after tomorrow. Moreover, the strength of the acquired nine-tier warriors far surpasses the same realm, and can be called the first warrior under the innate.

Although she is not an elder, her prestige in Xiao's family is no less than that of an elder. Even for many deacons, her commands are more useful than those of the elders.

However, she is a proud generation and has not married yet. There are two rumors. One is that she is obsessed with martial arts and has no mood for love; the other is that she does not marry and seems to have something to do with the three elders. According to legend, the two of them were green plums before, and when they were young, there was even a story unknown to outsiders.

"Uncle A Xiaozhong, I heard that the first deacon of our Xiao family can't even call the great elder. You called her in a word..." Xiao Yi asked jokingly. With.

The third elder interrupted quickly, "Smelly boy, what nonsense. Huh..."

The third elder broke the topic and said, "I have convinced her to be Yiyi's martial arts instructor, you don't have to worry about Yiyi."

"Well, Xie Xiaozhong Uncle. So, I went to the Meteorite Mountain Range. Almost half a month, or a month slower, the Xiao family will receive the news that Murong Qianjun has been defeated by me."

"Okay, ambitious, I believe you." The third elder nodded.

"Yiyi, take care of yourself, concentrate on practicing, and I will be back soon." Xiao Yi confessed to Yiyi and walked out of Xiao's house quickly.

Outside the door of Xiao's house, there was a horse of thousands of miles ready. Xiao Yi leaped up and swept away.

Behind, the three elders and Yiyi watched from a distance, their eyes full of reluctance and worry.

After all, this is the most important person they care about in their hearts, the first time they travel far.