Ye Congwen followed the formula taught by Zhen Zizi, mobilized the zhenqi throughout his body, and launched attacks again and again according to the designated acupoints and meridians, trying to open the first of the eight meridians, the Ren meridian.
The progress was quite smooth at first, but once the emptiness of the Half-Step Casting Cauldron Nayuan Realm subsided, it immediately returned to its original state. It's like pushing a big iron ball upward. Once it loses its strength, it will immediately roll back to its original position.
Ye Congwen spent several kilograms of four-color elixir and used the elixir body tempering technique three times in a row, but still could not open the Ren channel. It seemed that what Zhen Zizai said was true. Without the precious medicine for forging a cauldron, he would never be able to successfully forge a cauldron and become a body-forging warlock.
"Where did you get so many four-color elixirs? You also know how to temper the body with elixirs. A little guy like you is of the same lineage of physical cultivation? How old are you this year?"
Zhen Zizai watched from the sidelines as Ye Congwen took the four-color elixir three times in a row, at least two kilograms each time, chewing like a carrot, without feeling any distress at all. It seems that he is a habitual offender. He probably wastes a lot of precious four-color elixirs on a regular basis. He actually ate six or seven kilograms in less than an hour. Even the direct descendants of the three major families do not have such luxury.
The most surprising thing is:
This kid used the elixir body-tempering technique three times in a row, and his body was able to withstand it. Isn't the body cultivation line like a tall man and a strong horse, at least two meters tall?
"Dozens of instructors from the martial arts camp gathered together. Didn't I tell you before? As the only contestant in the martial arts camp, I may be faced with the wheel tactics of the eleven top masters from the grand master camp.
So they collected dozens of kilograms of four-color elixir for me to prepare for emergencies! "
Ye Congwen was so tired that he broke into a sweat. He simply lay down on the ground and said unconvinced:
"I'm 1.8 meters tall and weigh at least 180 pounds. How can an 18-year-old be called a small man with such a figure? How can you expect those adults who are 25 or 26 years old and only 1.7 meters to live? ah?"
Zhen Zizi was choked to the point of being speechless. Is this really about me? Hit someone without slapping someone in the face, expose someone without exposing someone's shortcomings, there's no way to talk today! He said coldly:
"It's late at night, sleep!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Congwen smiled secretly. Seeing that his plan was effective, he fell asleep without any worries.
It also makes you endlessly ask for the root cause. What if a handful of giants from the Huaye tribe are exposed, and then you join forces with Jia Xiaoyao and ask me for the Po Feng Fist manual?
When Zhen Zizai saw Ye Congwen falling to the ground and sleeping, she knew that the boy's continuous use of elixirs and body tempering techniques had exhausted him to the point of exhaustion. Falling asleep in one second, I heard that the body cultivator has to torment himself to exhaustion every day. No one in the three major families can bear this crime.
When Ye Congwen woke up, he felt refreshed and energetic. He glanced at Zhen Zizai who was slumped on the ground, and decided to go up the mountain to collect herbs to treat his broken leg.
"Captain Zhen, these are two kilograms of four-color elixir. You eat it first to replenish your energy. I will go to the mountain to collect some herbs to heal your injuries."
Ye Congwen put on a four-color cloak and prepared to go to the mountain along the vines to pick herbs and find out the location of the tripod-making medicine.
"Wait, do you know what herbs are needed?"
"Stronggrass, Dioscorea, Milladium spatholobus, Dipsacus lucidum. Don't worry, I make a living by hunting and digging herbs."
Ye Congwen carried a hoe, shovel and other tools on his back and walked out at a leisurely pace.
"Fortunately, I met Yu Congwen, a hunter who grew up in the mountains. If these were the pampered children of the three major aristocratic families, I would have to turn these Chinese herbal medicines into paintings, and they might not be able to recognize them!"
Zhen Zizi murmured to herself, feeling deeply.
Ye Congwen quietly climbed up the cliff and carefully looked at it for a long time. When he was sure that the fire-flowing bull was not nearby, he hid under the dense woods and moved forward slowly, looking for herbs and wild fruits along the way.
I don’t know if it’s because the battles between monsters and beasts have been too bloody these days, and all the long-legged animals have disappeared without a trace. After gathering all the herbs, Ye Congwen had climbed halfway up the mountain and walked back and forth for an hour or two without even seeing a little rabbit.
"Today is no good. After more than ten days of fighting, I guess all the living creatures that can move on this treasure mountain have been scared away."
Ye Congwen wanted to avoid meat, but he didn't even see Mao, so he couldn't help but feel a little downcast. Suddenly I remembered what Zhen Zizai said about Liuhuo Mangniu killing a lot of monsters, so why not cut some of the flesh and blood of the monsters to have a taste. Moreover, the flesh and blood of Warcraft is also a great tonic and has an excellent effect on restoring one's own strength.
Thinking of this, Ye Congwen tightened his four-color cloak and quietly walked towards the open space where the trees were downturned and the soil was turned over. Warcraft has a huge body and is extremely destructive in a fight. Towering trees will basically be knocked down. The larger the area, the more intense the fight. Casualties are likely to occur. It is the most likely place to leave the body of Warcraft.
Ye Congwen quietly walked to several open spaces. There were dried blood stains along the way, scattered on the branches of flowers and plants. Because the energy was too strong, these flowers and plants had been burned to dryness.
Following the blood stains, Ye Congwen found the corpses of several monsters. What surprised him was that the corpses of the monsters had dried up and weathered. With a gentle pat, they shattered into dust and collapsed, leaving no bones or residue!
"What is so weird? These monsters have only been dead for three or four days. With the temperature of more than ten degrees, the mouth, nose and mouth will start to rot at most. Within three to five months, not even the bones can be seen, let alone the bones. Weathered into scum!
There must be some rare treasure that is causing the demon. "
Ye Congwen thought about it, but still had no clue, until he started walking back, and suddenly remembered the precious medicine for making a tripod!
Zhen Zizai said that before the Cauldron-Building Medicine matures, it will siphon away all the surrounding energy for its own use. Could it be that the Cauldron-Building Medicine did this? No wonder this tripod-forging elixir is so powerful. There are at least dozens of corpses of monsters on this treasure mountain, and each monster contains far more energy than a pair of four-color elixirs. After all, the size difference between the two is thousands of times.
Dozens of monsters, as well as the light of the sun, moon, stars, and the energy of the mountains, rivers, and earth, it is indeed terrifying! Could it be that the energy of one tripod-casting elixir is equivalent to the energy of hundreds of four-color elixirs?
Could it be that opening up the eight extraordinary meridians requires such majestic energy, and the human body can withstand such majestic energy?
Ye Congwen hurried to the cave with doubts.
In the next few days, Ye Congwen kept collecting herbs to heal Zhen Zizai's injuries and picking wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. Zhen Zizai taught him the magic of making cauldrons one by one.
Ye Congwen became more and more proficient in the butterfly step. He could easily cross forty to fifty meters in one step. Then he put on a four-color cloak and could clearly see this treasure mountain in just six or seven days.
This time, Ye Congwen secretly lurked under a tree only three miles away from the Ding-casting elixir. He looked at the shape of the Ding-casting elixir from a distance:
I saw a stem as thick as a bucket rising from the ground, without even a leaf around it. It was ten meters high. On the top was a purple flower the size of a millstone blooming, with the stamens standing upright, like the suckers of an octopus. Drawing energy crazily from all directions.
Ye Congwen could see countless vortexes rotating rapidly above the stamens, which showed how quickly energy was being absorbed.
Next to the purple magic flower lies a fire-flowing cow that weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. Its eyes are scabbed and it is obviously blind, but its body is filled with fire and its ears are straight. Several monsters did not dare to step forward.
"Zhen Zizai said that as long as the petals close, that's when the tripod-building medicine is mature, and then the energy barrier of the medicine will automatically dissipate. Looking at the eagerly looking monsters around him, he guessed that they want to wait until the medicine is mature before they fight. in the end!"
Ye Congwen observed it for a long time and saw that the purple magic flower showed no sign of closing. He found an opportunity and quietly slipped back into the cave.
"Is it closed?"
Zhen Zizai asked impatiently. Her legs had healed and she could walk back and forth in the cave. However, she was still unable to use magical skills such as the Butterfly Step. She did not dare to go to Baoshan to inspect the true situation of the tripod-making medicine.
"It will take about two or three days! Those energy vortices are already spinning rapidly. I estimate that they will be able to close up the night after tomorrow at the latest. If you want to form the tripod-forging medicine, it will take another three days! Don't be impatient. Wait until you regain your strength. Wear this four-color cloak of mine and hide quietly aside. As long as the tripod-making medicine matures and the barrier dissipates, you can pick up the tripod-making medicine without anyone noticing, and then escape."
Ye Congwen consoled him, saying that it was obvious that Zhen Zizai was determined to obtain this precious medicine, and a big battle would be inevitable. If you can't rest assured now, what will you do to fight against the Liuhuo Mangniu in the future? It was a Great Demonic Beast, equivalent to a physical forging warlock at the entry level of Expanding Muscles and Expanding Veins. If he hadn't broken a pair of moves and fought dozens of monsters to injure his origin, Zhen Zizai would have reached the pinnacle of perfection in this Cauldron-casting Nayuan. How dare you provoke the monks in this realm?
Zhen Zizai frowned and ignored Ye Congwen's strategy. In this wilderness, how can humans escape the tracking of monsters?
Only by killing these knowing monsters can we be free. Otherwise, all the monsters in the taboo circle will come to chase and intercept them. Who can get out of the Hundred Beast Mountain Range safely?
"Since it still takes five or six days, I can attack the realm of muscle expansion and pulse expansion!"
Zhen Zizai felt that in the past six months, her bloody battles with the monsters in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range had greatly improved her cultivation. Maybe when she picked up the tripod-making medicine and returned to the apprentice camp, she could advance in seclusion.
Ye Congwen looked at Zhen Zizai who was sitting cross-legged, and began to practice the magic of physical exercise again, which is a wonderful skill that can warm one's own veins. He heard that this magic can warm one's own veins, and can also help others build cauldrons. .
Ye Congwen had already memorized the methods and formulas very well, but it was a pity that this kind of magical technique could not be used without the strength of Zhuding Nayuan Realm.
Ye Congwen is not discouraged. As long as Zhen Zizai collects the precious medicine for making the tripod, it will be my Ye Congwen's prize when he returns to the apprentice camp. It will be the same when the time comes to practice. The top priority now is to help Zhen Zizai collect this tripod-making treasure.
In the next few days, Ye Congwen explored the treasure mountain and dived into the river bottom, finding many rare tonics for Zhen Zizai. Finally, one night when the moon was high in the sky, Zhen Ye and the other two sneaked up to the area around the cauldron, staring at the purple magic flower with four eyes.
