In the blink of an eye, another five days passed.
Wang Xiu always reminded himself not to go too deep into the secret realm.
When wandering around this area, I occasionally encounter other disciples and avoid conflicts.
His harvest was pretty good.
Six more elixirs that I had never encountered before were harvested.
There are still a lot of people in this area.
There are often sounds of fighting in the mountains and forests.
The deeper you go, the greater the probability of monsters appearing and the stronger their strength.
For practitioners.
These monsters are also one of the resources.
Of course, that is if you can defeat them!
Every time Yimu Secret Realm is opened, there are not a few disciples who die at the mouth of monsters.
For Taixuanmen.
This is a reasonable survival of the fittest.
Only those who survive are qualified to be trained, otherwise it will be a waste of food.
so.
Many disciples finally have self-awareness and stay in this area to look for their own opportunities.
Go deeper.
It will only be more dangerous.
…
Wang Xiu has no interest in these monsters.
To put it bluntly.
Even the beast king in Yimu Secret Realm who is comparable to a foundation-building monk may not be more valuable than the ferocious beast at the peak of the first level of the wild world.
Whether it's flesh or fur.
The body of the demonic beast is contaminated with a large amount of demonic power and is not pure enough.
It takes too much time to purify.
And if you fight, you have to do it. If you do it, you may be discovered, so it's not worth it.
Therefore, he directly affixed a Breath Condensing Latent Shadow Talisman on himself, mainly to reduce his sense of presence.
…
This day.
Just when Wang Xiu bent down and dug out a magical medicine.
suddenly.
A faint sound came into his ears.
"Help...help..."
The voice was weak and weak, and he obviously looked seriously injured.
Wang Xiu followed the sound.
Pushing aside a thick patch of grass, a bloody body was immediately discovered.
Uh... to be precise, it should be half a body.
His lower body was bloody and long gone. The wounds were extremely painful, as if he had been eaten by some kind of monster.
"It's you?"
Wang Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly.
The person in front of him was not unfamiliar to him.
At Taixuanmen before, he encouraged him to thank Zhou Yun and said that he didn't know that he was the one who took advantage of the opportunity!
If I remember correctly, this man's name is Zhang Ping. Like Wang Xiu, he is also a melon farmer, but his scope of responsibility is different.
Zhang Ping's breath was weak and he reluctantly opened his eyes. When he saw Wang Xiu, his eyes suddenly burst into light, as if he had seen a savior. He quickly said: "Wang Xiu... Junior Brother Wang... No, Senior Brother Wang, save me, help me!"
Wang Xiu looked surprised: "Weren't you with Senior Brother Zhou Yun? How did you end up like this?"
When Zhang Ping heard Zhou Yun's name, he seemed to remember something and his face was distorted, revealing deep resentment and hatred: "That bastard Zhou Yun took my money and actually used me to block the knife at the critical moment..."
After he said it, Wang Xiucai understood.
Zhou Yun and others encountered a quite ferocious monster here. This guy actually took advantage of Zhang Ping's unpreparedness and pushed him out, blocking the monster's most violent attack.
Then he found the opportunity to take action and kill the monster!
Immediately afterwards, he completely ignored Zhang Ping, threw him into the grass to fend for himself, and led the team away.
Maybe Zhou Yun didn't expect that Zhang Ping's desire to survive was quite strong.
Although only one breath.
But he persisted for several days and never died.
"I regret that I shouldn't have believed in that bitch Zhou Yun! Senior Brother Wang, for the sake of our fellow students, please save me, okay? After I get out, I will definitely be richly rewarded..."
His face was full of remorse and his eyes were sincere, staring at Wang Xiu.
At the same time, he moved his body with difficulty.
He grabbed Wang Xiu's robe with his bloody palms.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, it was bone cracking!
Wang Xiu stepped on Zhang Ping's wrist. The severe pain caused Zhang Ping's pupils to bulge and his wrist to turn over.
A blood-stained talisman fell out of his hand.
The runes on it were already lit up, but now they dimmed again.
Showing scorch marks.
"Seizing the Yuan Talisman...Senior Brother Zhang is indeed someone close to Senior Brother Zhou, and his family background is really good..."
Wang Xiu calmly glanced at the talisman that fell to the ground.
There was a coldness on Zhang Ping's unruffled face that made Zhang Ping despair.
Seize the Yuan Talisman!
You can transfer your own injuries and plunder the target's vitality and energy to yourself!
Realize desperate counterattack!
But because the talisman is too evil and harmful to the heaven and earth, it is difficult to find it on the market. It can only be sold in some shady places.
Therefore, the price is much more expensive than other talismans of the same level.
Although the Yuan Seizing Talisman in Zhang Ping's hand is only at the first level.
But let him really succeed in the sneak attack.
Not to mention being immediately resurrected with full health on the spot, at least walking out of the secret realm alive would be no problem.
"But you probably don't know that I am also a Talisman Master, and your little moves are very clear to me!"
"you……"
Zhang Ping's face was distorted, but he was speechless. There was only endless unwillingness and resentment in his eyes.
Not even close.
Just a little!
Bang!
Without further ado, Wang Xiu pointed his sword and shot out a sword energy, instantly piercing Zhang Ping's eyebrows.
Then he searched Zhang Ping's body with his spiritual consciousness.
Unfortunately.
Except for some low-level elixirs.
There was nothing gained, and I was very poor.
It must have been scanned by Zhou Papi.
I don’t know where he hid the Yuan Seizing Talisman and kept it until now.
But it doesn’t matter.
Wang Xiu had no intention of making a fortune from this guy.
There are more than a dozen low-level elixirs that can be considered a windfall.
…
For Wang Xiu, Zhang Ping's incident was just an interlude at best, and he felt calm and completely indifferent.
Traveling into this world for so many years.
He has long understood the intrigues and intrigues in the world of immortality.
"Oh, it's better to be like those primitive people, they are so heartless!"
Wang Xiu suddenly missed those muscular guys.
At least stay with them and don't have to worry about anything.
Almost all the emotions are written on his face.
A few more peaceful days passed.
This night.
Wang Xiu lit up a bonfire and sat cross-legged to practice alone.
suddenly.
Several young men and women came here together.
Wang Xiu opened his eyes and took a look.
There are three people, two men and one woman, all outer disciples.
His cultivation is between the sixth level of Qi Refining and the eighth level of Qi Refining, so he is not considered weak.
Both men carry swords, look handsome and have a dignified appearance.
The woman is about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Tall, with undulating curves, good looks, and a bit of sweetness between her eyebrows.
"Hello, can we stay here for one night? This is the only place nearby that is convenient for making a fire..."
The girl walked out first, stared at Wang Xiu with her big eyes, and asked politely, her voice was very clean.
"Please!"
Wang Xiu silently looked at a few people, said a few words, then closed his eyes and continued to rest.
Didn't interact with them much.
But the girl seemed to be a familiar person, and she took the initiative to talk to her: "Senior brother, which peak are you from?"
Wang Xiu was silent for a while and said: "West Kowloon!"
Taixuanmen has seven main peaks and thirty-six spiritual peaks.
Except for the seven main peaks.
The thirty-six spiritual peaks do not have any unique names.
Divided into east, west, north and south and marked with numbers, it is considered to have a title.
The larger the number, the further away from the main peak, the thinner the spiritual energy, and the lower the disciple's status.
Therefore, there are also differences among the outer disciples.
The difference between Xiyi Peak and Xijiu Peak may not be eight spiritual peaks.
But a natural moat.
After hearing Wang Xiu's words, the expressions of the two men changed obviously. Although they were well hidden, Wang Xiu still felt it.
But he was already used to it, so he didn't feel anything at all.
On the contrary, the girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said in surprise: "I heard that you guys have a lot of spirit melons. Do you get to eat spirit melons every day? I'm so envious!"
Wang Xiu: "..."
