kingnovel Chapter 14 What's the matter?Absorb Thunder Tribulation cultivation? !
Chapter 14 What's the matter?Absorb Thunder Tribulation cultivation? !
What's more, the premium price of Qiling Pill was fired up, so he couldn't do this unconscionable business.
He left the Alchemy Pavilion without looking back, leaving her where she was.
Yu Jian returned to the suzerain hall, and Yan Nansheng, who was sleeping in the side hall, woke up leisurely.
Seeing Ye Zhao, he was just about to salute, but his shoulder blades were shaken and hurt.
Ye Zhao tapped his Suruan acupoint, took out a bunch of medicinal herbs and put them in the tub.
"Are you suffering from cold air every day, and stagnant meridians?"
Yan Nansheng turned pale with shock.
Ye Zhao said, "I'm not interested in your identity, I just want you to concentrate on your cultivation and cope with the Hundred Sects Conference."
"The acupoints will be unlocked in two hours, just as the herbs in the tub will be burnt."
"If you insist on soaking in the medicated bath, you will be able to untie the blocked meridians."
"The speed is restored, and you have to worry about the big and small matters of the sect."
He summoned Zhang Xinyue to go to the palace to take care of Yan Nansheng, and then asked him to arrange the affairs of the sect.
"I'm going down the mountain for my teacher's business."
Zi Sha flew across the air and landed on the soles of his feet, but he was nowhere to be seen for a moment.
In about a day, Ye Zhao passed through several cities, but Ye Zhao couldn't find a disciple with a suitable spiritual root.
Early in the morning, he started his day's plan again with Yuchen's check-in.
[Super product sign-in success!Congratulations to the host, get a reward: a fairy sign-in! 】
Ye Zhao gnawed at the hand of the beggar chicken, and actually signed out a fairy product sign-in? !
He geared up, looked at the sign-in panel floating in front of him, and pressed the sign-in button.
[Successful sign-in for Xianpin!Congratulations to the host, get a reward: Raging Blood Nirvana Cheats*1! 】
The name of this secret book, he thought it was just an ordinary secret book.
But a purple light flashed by.
This is actually a secret book of the ninth rank of heaven rank? !
He quickly opened the [backpack] to check the introduction of this cheat book.
[Cheats of Raging Blood Nirvana, Heaven Rank Ninth Grade Cheats, suitable for fire-type talent cultivators]
[The attribute of fire can improve the talent of the immortal cultivator. After cultivation, the immortal cultivator with the same attribute will get twice the result with half the effort]
[Genius fire-type cultivators can transform into lightning calamity and advance after cultivation]
Ye Zhao's eyes widened, what is the concept of advanced transformation into thunder calamity!
Every time you add a realm, you will suffer a thunder calamity.
A thunder catastrophe is a majesty higher than the fifth level realm. If it cannot be slowed down, it will explode and die.
Each realm has nine levels.
Absorbing the thunder tribulation of the fifth level means that as long as he advances, he will start from the fifth level of cultivation.
On the way of cultivating immortals, it takes half the time and energy less than others, and there will be no side effects!
This is simply a big bug!
It is hard for him to imagine that a secret book of exercises of the ninth rank of the heavenly rank can have such powerful power.
What a heaven-defying existence is the second-level skill of the Saint Immortal, the Spirit Treasure!
【drop!Obtain the heaven-level secret book Raging Blood Nirvana, activate the task: take the genius of the fire department as a personal disciple, practice the secret book of Raging Blood Nirvana, and reach the state of concentration within half a month. 】
[Complete the task, you can get a fairy sign-in! 】
Looking at the system panel in front of him, Ye Zhao was amazed.
With this special cheat book, it is too easy to reach the state of concentration in half a month!
At that time, you can also get a fairy product sign-in.
The task is the infinite perpetual motion machine for fairy sign-in!
Ye Zhao is full of energy now!
If you lose the beggar chicken, go to the next city.
As soon as he arrived at the gate of the city, Ye Zhao smelled a strong smell of blood. The gate opened wide, and blood flowed like a river.
A pile of corpses fell on the ground in all directions, with limbs and bodies missing.
When he was cultivating in the sect, he heard that there were constant wars among the people.
It's just that most Xiuxian sects are not polluted by the world, and have always maintained a neutral position.
But the tragedy of this city is really horrible.
Burning houses, food and grass, screams of women, children, old and young, soldiers and horses frantically chasing and killing them with big knives.
This scene reminded him not only of the time when Zongmen suffered heavy casualties.
Lei Xiao killed many of his fellow apprentices, and even took Xiang Shang's head, with that proud appearance.
It's no different from these inhuman soldiers and horses who take killing as their way!
"Ah! Sir, help me!" An old woman threw herself on him with a crying baby in her arms, holding his leg with tears in her arms and refusing to let go.
The man in armor behind him chased after him, and was startled when he saw Ye Zhao's clothes.
"A cultivator?"
The man was sitting on a tall horse, baring his yellow teeth and staring at him.
Seeing that Ye Zhao didn't answer, he pointed his spear at Ye Zhao's face.
"The sect of the Immortal Family has never cared about the world, so you have nothing to do with these things."
"Look at you, you can't lift your shoulders, you look like you can't carry them! Have you ever killed anyone, haha!"
The man on the tall horse giggled, every word was just mocking.
Many cavalrymen with spears also rushed over to watch the fun, sarcasm.
"That's right, what kind of immortal cultivator! It sounds good!"
"It's just a group of useless scholars who made those arty looks!"
"He doesn't really want to save them."
"Who does the imperial power want to kill, how dare they control them! Are they generals!"
The sycophant looked at the man on the tall horse and chuckled.
In their eyes, immortal cultivators are just wastes who don't touch the sun and spring water, and can only escape from the secular world with arty elegance.
The yellow-toothed man on the big horse smiled in satisfaction.
"Even if you want to take care of it, weigh yourself first!"
"Lei Xiao and I, the patriarch of Luolei Sect, are sister-in-law!"
"Look at your own identity first, can you beat him!"
The man stared at Ye Zhao, thinking it would deter him.
The old woman holding the baby at her feet was still crying, just like a few years ago, the senior brother of Tianhong Sect was beheaded by Lei Xiao.
Ye Zhao sneered and stretched out his palm.
"What a coincidence! I dare to kill Lei Xiao's son, let alone you!"
To deal with an ordinary person, just raise your finger and swipe out of thin air, and you can kill him.
A knife shadow pierced through the air, and the man was cut in half and rolled off the tall horse.
The tall horse felt the strong coercion, screamed in fright and ran away with his lower body.
Looking at this absurd and terrifying scene, the cavalry who echoed just now couldn't laugh anymore, and stared at Ye Zhao in fear.
Ye Zhao looked at the corpses piled up in the city, bloodthirsty murderous intent emerged in his pupils.
This coercion of death frightened the cavalry to flee on horseback.
But the horse was frightened, and they were disobedient, and they fell to the ground one by one.
Ye Zhao waved his hand casually, and a group of cavalry died, and the horses scattered and fled.
The old woman trembled with fright, screamed and left with the child in her arms.
Ye Zhao didn't take it seriously, staring at the half body of the leading man.
It seems that the world of cultivating immortals says that it is not polluted by the world, but in fact it has long been connected with the world, and gradually interferes in the affairs of ordinary people.
He didn't believe that this war did not have Lei Xiao's help.
While thinking, a thin figure slowly walked out.
Her sackcloth was stained red with blood, and her face was covered with dried blood.