Chapter 64

the monk was thinking that he should not use magic tools to capture a seven level monk alive.

Suddenly, he felt a crisis. When he looked up, he could see that the alchemist's head was shining. Before he could see what was happening, he felt a heavy blow on his chest, and then he lost consciousness.

However, Yi Heng only felt that just after the eight trigrams disk flew out, the monk was instantly smashed into pieces, scattered everywhere, and the floating magic tools suddenly fell down like losing their lives.

In great joy, before he had time to examine carefully, he quickly took back the gossip tray, picked up the storage bag on the ground, and flew forward with his weak soul.

Because I don't know how many people the other party is, I dare not run around in other directions. I can only move forward all the way. I hope others will find out later.

After a incense stick, it is the place where friars in hemp dress smash their bodies.

Three monks from different directions gathered here and saw some blood and broken corpses. They looked at each other with fear.

"The second one said that the alchemist had only seven levels of cultivation? It's like seven layers of cultivation? " One of them was obviously a head higher than the others, and the voice was shaking.

"It's just the same for the foundation building friars, but it's cruel, isn't it?"

"Is that alchemist a foundation builder?"

"Even if it's not, I'm afraid there's some secret treasure in hand that can send out the foundation building Friar's all-out attack. But now, are we going to chase or not?"

"Boss, if you want to chase us, you should take revenge for the youngest."

"That is to say, it has been friendship for decades. Now there is no body left, and the enemy is in front of us."

The slender friar frowned at this.

Another monk saw him and thought about it for a moment to find out why the elder brother was tangled.

"It's justifiable not to chase after all. After all, I don't know whether the Alchemist is a friar in the foundation period pretending to be. If so, we will only be the same as the youngest."

"Even if it's not, it's not clear how many times this secret treasure can be used. It can't be wasted."

"Yes, we must keep a useful body. In the future, we will avenge our younger brother. We can't imagine that this foundation building monk is so hateful, but we have pity on the youngest." The slender friar struck the tone.

Then, he landed on the ground, picked up the magic instrument, and his face was sad.

"I will take care of the only thing left by the youngest, until I avenge him. I will choose a place of geomantic omen to bury it in memory of the youngest."

There was a look of disdain in the eyes of the other two, but immediately they also said sadly, "it should be so."

Then they flew up the mountain and soon disappeared in the light fog, leaving only here to restore quiet, as if nothing had happened.

But Yi Heng didn't know that the cultivation of immortals was so cruel that he called himself brother and brother at one moment, and forgot to clean up the next.

He is still trying to escape, the body is constantly running forward, purple house villains quickly restore soul power, just want to recover is not easy.

"If someone comes after me, it's hard to say that it's a desperate ending. If I just have to fight again, my soul will surely hurt the origin. Then the wound will be cured by unusual methods. Why do I always come out on the front line of life and death?"

He was howling in his heart.

But fortunately, one day later, there was no warning, indicating that no one was coming. He was a little relieved.

Find a cave at random and meditate to restore aura.

But this heart is always not down, forced to practice, but it is impetuous, chest tightness.

I had to stop and think about what I've done these days.

"If you are too poor in experience, you will expose your property casually. This is one of them. Second, you always think that you are already very powerful and you can break in. Third, there is no other way to do it except for the powerful blow of the eight trigrams."

"It seems that it's because of my cultivation. If I have enough cultivation, enough experience and enough killing moves, no matter what kind of skill I have, I will not be in this situation today. I need to learn the experience immediately, and there is no way to kill moves. My cultivation must be improved as soon as possible."

If you want to understand these, you will be more confident.

Happily, he took out the storage bag. Because the original owner was dead, he could easily open it. When he threw the bag on the ground, he saw a large number of shining spirit stones. He was afraid that there were as many as four or five hundred.

Then there are some small jade bottles, which should be pills. For ordinary monks, pills are supposed to be more popular, but they are not as good as spirit stones for him.

In addition, there was nothing else. I think that the monk's usual gains were changed into spirit stones and pills, which reminded him that cultivation is the most important thing.

One month later, Yi Heng returned to Yimen.

At this time, under the cultivation of Bagua pan, his cultivation was close to eight levels.

"There are still two months to go before the end of a year. However, I can't get rid of the fact that I have to go to the master honestly. However, we have to find a way to prevent uncle Liu from staring at me all the time."A month later, Yi Heng used up all the miraculous medicines, and got 40 bottles of lower quality, 30 bottles of middle quality and 10 bottles of top-quality ones.

It seems that the more you refine, the more skilled you are, and the higher the rate of becoming pills.

Even the middle and top grade also have a great rate of Dan.

With these pills, he felt excited and uneasy. Although there were many pills, he did not dare to use them or sell them. Once they were leaked out, he did not know how to explain them.

When he came to Zeng Yushu's courtyard, he felt at ease when he saw the gate open.

"Younger martial brother Zeng, younger martial brother Chen, younger martial brother Wei can be here?" He called at the gate.

"Yes, elder martial brother Yi is here?" As soon as the sound landed, a figure appeared at the door. It was Zeng Yushu who was slightly excited.

"Elder martial brother Yi, long time no see. Come in quickly." Say also ignore Yi Heng, pull him to enter courtyard, sit on stone bench.

"Two younger martial brothers, prepare tea quickly. Elder martial brother Yi is coming."

Looking at Zeng Yushu, he found that he was still so sincere. Yi Heng felt a little guilty, but when he thought of uncle Liu's gloomy eyes, he immediately put away the guilt.

Although Chen Beichen and Wei Guyun did not like Yi Heng all the time, they thought that it might be the return of Lingshi, and they were also smiling. They soon prepared tea.

as like as two peas, ten of them were sitting there.

Zeng Yushu likes to face the gate. Facing him is Chen Beichen. Wei Guyun is still sitting on the right side of Zeng Yushu. Opposite is Yi Heng.

"If there are several people on the way to Xiuxian to help each other, it must be very lively, but I have too many secrets, but I can't be so intimate." Yi Heng felt a burst of loneliness in his heart.

"Three younger martial brothers, this time I specially came back to return the spirit stone. This time I went out of the Mountain Gate with good luck. I picked a 500 year old purple peony flower."

"500 years of purple peony? What a danger it has to take. There are monsters and beasts guarding all the miraculous medicines for hundreds of years. Are you not hurt, younger martial brother Yi? " Zeng Yushu felt incredible.