"Put it away..." Old Man Zhuo took out a jade bottle and left the training room directly, because Old Man Zhuo discovered that this Yang Ning was a cheat. He said he didn't want it, but he was doing the most honest thing. Such a person, Stay away, otherwise it will affect your mood.
"Giggle..." Yang Ning smiled happily.
However, the moment Old Man Zhuo left, his face gradually became solemn. If Teng Ziming cooperates with Qinghan, then the situation like Jiang Qing's must be the lowest, and Qinghan is not comparable to Jiang Qing. If Teng Ziming is If Ming helps, then he will definitely have the strength to kill him.
This was the main reason why Yang Ning accepted the medicine given by Elder Zhuo.
Yang Ning picked up the jade bottle and opened the stopper of the jade bottle. A slight medicinal fragrance came out, and Yang Ning instantly felt relaxed and happy.
"This is..." Old Man Zhuo did not leave the name of the elixir, but just judging from the scent of the medicine, Yang Ning already knew what it was.
Although he still didn't know what the body-refining elixir was, Yang Ning could already feel the deep sense of longing coming from his body.
"It's really timely rain..." Yang Ning murmured, and the figure of Qinghan could not help but appear in his mind, saying: "Don't worry, you want to kill me, it is not easy for you to do it, let alone you want to kill me , I don’t want to kill you..." Yang Ning said, raised his head, and poured the elixir in the jade bottle directly into his mouth.
In an instant, a burning sensation came from Yang Ning's mouth, and the elixir melted quickly, and followed Yang Ning's throat and began to swim among Yang Ning's five internal organs.
"Fuck..." Yang Ning could naturally tell what kind of pill it was. Although Yang Ning does not know the level of the elixir very well, Yang Ning is certain that the power of this medicine is close to the limit of the elixir.
The burning warmth began to enter Yang Ning's meridians, and followed the pull of Ling Tianjue, wandering between the limbs.
Ling Tianjue was running at high speed again, and the power of the elixir was spread all over the body, but compared to this burning sting, it had no effect on Yang Ning.
"Huhu..."
White mist gradually appeared on the top of Yang Ning's head. This was a manifestation of the practice reaching its peak. However, Yang Ning had not yet begun to use the power of the medicine. After all, Yang Ning did not dare to rush into the medicine before he was familiar with its properties. How can the elixir specially sent into Fa Zhi's body by a strong mountaineering realm master like Zhuo Lao be ordinary?
Even if Yang Ning doesn't want to lose face, it's impossible for Mr. Zhuo to want to lose face.
Therefore, Yang Ning was very careful. He used Lingtian Jue as a guide to familiarize his body and meridians with the power of the medicine, so that he would not suffer pain like hell torture all at once.
No matter what you do, excitement is the seasoning, but the same is more ordinary, even gradually. If you keep tightening your nerves, even the most talented monster will not be able to stand at the top of the mainland.
An hour later, Yang Ning finally felt that the time was almost up.
"Scatter..."
The sound of dispersion does not mean that the power of the medicine is dispersed, but that the power of the medicine is dispersed into every corner of the body, even every corner of the body, driven by Ling Tianjue. .
Bahba...
There were crisp sounds in Yang Ning's body, like firecrackers exploding, and at the same time, Yang Ning's face gradually became distorted.
The pain even surpassed the pain of Yang Ning's training that had just ended.
Yang Ning's face began to become ferocious, but her mind remained focused on the sea of consciousness.
A road without thorns is not the road to cultivation after all, and a cultivation road without bumps is not the road to the top of the Tao.
The pain attacks the body as well as the mind.
Faintly, Yang Ning seemed to feel the dragon's breath in the breath of the elixir. Because of the Fengwang Palace, Yang Ning had a hint of true dragon energy in his body. The two echoed and seemed to have a violent collision in Yang Ning's body.
"Hiss..." Yang Ning took a breath of air. The pain almost made him lose his mind, but fortunately, the protective function activated by Xi Di Manzhu had enveloped Yang Ning.
The sword body that Yang Ning had just tempered with his sword intent was torn apart again, with spider web-like cracks appearing.
Ling Tian Jue was operating at full strength, and while repairing the physical body, it was also constantly dissolving the power of the elixir flowing in the body.
The spiritual power continued to merge into the meridians, constantly replenishing Yang Ning's consumption, and a faint burning feeling spread throughout the body.
The bones creaked, and even Yang Ning could not help but feel the pain deep into his bones.
Elder Zhuo, who was always paying attention to Yang Ning's training room, was also moved at this moment.
The pill that Quanlan gave to Yang Ning was not specifically used for improvement. On the contrary, if Yang Ning was on the ring and swallowed it after meeting Qinghan, Zhuo Laoren believed that with Yang Ning's Talent, coupled with the stimulation of the elixir, would not be fatal, but he didn't expect that this Yang Ning actually used the elixir to practice directly. Not only that, he also directly stimulated the elixir to stop the body, and actually used the elixir to temper it. own physical body.
"You are really surprising..." Old Man Zhuo murmured. No one knows what is in the elixir better than him. It contains dragon energy and a lot of blood of ferocious beasts. This is the first time that Old Man Zhuo has experienced it. After a bold attempt, the elixir was refined, but because there was no suitable opportunity, or perhaps it had reached the level of Mr. Zhuo, the elixir could no longer improve his strength, so Mr. Zhuo kept it. He even almost forgot about it. If it weren't for Teng Ziming's messing around, I'm afraid that Mr. Zhuo would have forgotten this elixir.
But this didn't surprise Mr. Zhuo. He actually felt a trace of true dragon energy in Yang Ning's body. Mr. Zhuo even once doubted whether he felt wrong.
"The True Dragon Qi is really surprising. Such a genius must not be allowed to die..." Old Man Zhuo couldn't help but think of the place where the four dynasties competed for luck - the True Dragon's Nest.
That is the stage that belongs to the genius of the entire Western Wilderness, and it is also the foundation for the survival of the four great dynasties.
"I really look forward to your outstanding performance in the True Dragon's Nest..." A smile appeared on Old Man Zhuo's lips, and at the same time, another pill appeared in his hand.
The reason why Old Man Zhuo is so loved by His Majesty the Red Lotus Dynasty is because Old Man Zhuo is not only powerful, but more importantly, because Old Man Zhuo is also an alchemist.
It is precisely for this reason that Mr. Zhuo has such a unique status, and it is also the reason why Teng Ziming, a underachiever, is so afraid.
The identity of a weapon refiner or an alchemist is, to a certain extent, even more precious than a swordsman. The road to progress is always full of scars, no one can have smooth sailing, and alchemists are precious because of this.
"Just because of this true dragon energy, it's worth cultivating for me..." Old Man Zhuo nodded with satisfaction and believed in his own eyes.
Time passes little by little. The years of cultivation always go so fast. In the blink of an eye, one day has passed.
The morning breeze carries away the setting sun, breaking off the frost in the world of mortals.
Yang Ning finally walked out of the training room.
Compared with before entering, Yang Ning's aura was more restrained. Although there was no improvement in realm, at this moment, Yang Ning already had the demeanor of a master. This is the aura that belongs exclusively to the peak of the mountain-building realm.
"Not bad..." Old Man Zhuo immediately came up to him.
"Senior." Yang Ning also greeted.
"Has your body improved?" Old Man Zhuo asked.
"Slightly improved." Yang Ning's answer was not full, it should be said that he was hiding something.
"It's good to hide without being arrogant, to hide without being discouraged..." Mr. Zhuo said objectively.
"Thank you for the compliment, senior." Yang Ning expressed his gratitude slightly.
"Let's go, you should go out..." Although Old Man Zhuo helped Yang Ning, the rules of the Red Lotus Dynasty cannot be broken.
"Yes!" Yang Ning nodded.
But at the moment when Yang Ning was about to leave Feizhou, Yang Ning suddenly felt that there was an extra jade bottle in his palm.
"I hope you will perform well in three days." Old Man Zhuo left without giving Yang Ning a chance to thank or refuse. Yang Ning looked at the direction in which Old Man Zhuo left. It was only at this moment that Yang Ning felt the kindness of Old Man Zhuo, and naturally felt real gratitude.
Get off the spaceship, because tomorrow is the time for the loser group to compete for the fifth or sixth place, so the entire Martial Arts City is not very lively, there are even many geniuses leaving the martial arts city directly, but at this moment, there are still nearly 100,000 geniuses, still Gathered in the martial arts city.
"Junior brother Yang Ning, you finally came out..." Qiang Rong said.
Yang Ning scanned the surroundings and found that except for himself, Yang Zhen and others had already come out of the training room, and said: "I have made everyone worried..."
Yang Ning said, and his eyes fell on Jiang Che and Yang Pi. Yang Ning was not qualified to teach Jiang Che's swordsmanship. After all, Jiang Che belonged to the Qishan Sect. Compared with the Red Lotus Dynasty, they all had certain qualifications. The portion is big, but Yang Pi is different.
Yang Ning knew that his identity played a vital role in the team's ability to reach this point, so Yang Ning also felt everyone's concern for him at this moment.
"Brother Pizi, are you confident?" Yang Ning heard.
Yang Pi didn't say anything. He was able to successfully stand out from hundreds of thousands of geniuses and advance to the top eight. To be honest, none of them were ordinary.
"Brother Pizi, a swordsman has the power to open and close. Even though you have a natural sword bone, you must pay attention to the fact that the most essential thing of a swordsman is still the sword."
"The sword is the only and most trustworthy weapon for you." Yang Ning said very seriously. The moment he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Qiang Rong. Because swords and swords are ordinary, Yang Ning hopes that in the future, , Qiang Rong can go further and be stronger.
Yang Pi looked at the heavy Jun knife in his hand. The knife stopped quietly in his hand, but Yang Pi's brows furrowed. It was obvious that Yang Pi's heart had moved with Yang Ning's words.
The heart beats and the knife moves.
Buzzing…
Although it is in the scabbard, you can clearly hear the buzzing. This is a kind of companionship between the sword and its owner, life and death.
The sword intention gradually appeared on Yang Pi's body, but soon, there seemed to be something more in the sword intention.
"This is this?" Jiang Che stared at Yang Pi unexpectedly, feeling that he had seen something incredible, because the extra thing in the sword intention was exactly the sword code, a kind of ink-colored sword code.
However, it only lasted for a moment and did not last long.
Yang Pi's eyes looked at Yang Ning.
"Half-step rule, this is the state of half-step sword rule." Yang Ning also didn't expect that Yang Pi's control of the sword had actually reached this level, but after thinking about it, he was relieved. Yang Pi's sword was expensive. It's important, and Yang Pi's sword skills haven't broken through for a long time, and his words just reminded Yang Pi that he would make a breakthrough, so it was natural and reasonable.
"Half-step sword rule?" Yang Pi was confused.
"Brother Pizi, believe me, it won't take long for you to become a sword master." Yang Ning said confidently.
The artistic conception that breaks through the realm of rules is called respected master. This is also a respectful name for the realm of rules among cultivators.
There was a spark in Qiang Rong's eyes, which seemed to echo Yang Pi's sword.
"But he still hasn't woken up." Yang Pi thought of the hero. Although he had not really entered the realm of rules, Yang Pi believed in himself, but he could not share such good news with his good friends immediately. Somewhat disappointed.
"Don't worry, with Senior Zhuo here, the hero will be fine." Yang Ning hurriedly revealed the matter about the hero, for fear that everyone would see something.
