Mujian Yukong suddenly headed northwest without wrapping his true energy around himself, letting the cold wind slap his face like a knife. The plain clothes were messy in the wind, but Yiran's body remained motionless.
The cold wind suddenly intensified, and the weather suddenly changed. Black clouds pushed down and snowflakes fell, no more than the size of a fingernail at first. After a few breaths, it fell like goose feathers, and half an hour later the entire land was covered with snow.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are clean, and there is no more noise between heaven and earth.
Snowflakes kept falling on Yiran, but they melted away in an instant. Looking at the vast world, my heart widened, and the thought that the world should be so pure came to me spontaneously.
Then the mind was filled with clarity, the true energy in the Dantian was vigorously generated, and the cultivation level reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building.
After traveling in Tianjiang Principality for a year, Yiran entered the late stage of foundation building.
After fighting in the Jedi for more than ten days and taking some strange bone powder, he reached the limit of foundation building.
The joy in his heart was not shown on his face. Yiran's expression was firm and his sword control speed was 10% faster.
Suddenly, Yiran felt something in her heart, and there seemed to be a touch of sadness. This kind of sadness was homesickness, and it also seemed like the sadness of separation. This reminded him of the past world and his parents.
It has been six years in the blink of an eye. You must live well and wait for me to come home!
Yiran looked in a certain direction, then changed direction and sped away.
Two hours later, Yiran arrived at the valley where he had lived for more than half a year. The entire valley was covered with snow. The treetops were pressed down by the white snow and almost bowed to the ground. Several wooden houses were completely submerged in the snow, and only the shape of a house could be seen.
I have lived here for half a year, but I have never seen such a snow scene here.
The Tiaoluomu Sword's sword energy directly cut through Bai Xue, opening a person-wide passage in front of Yiran, leading directly to the wooden house.
Gently pushing the door open, the house was spotless and it had obviously been taken care of in recent days. Looking at the bed where I once slept and the now empty bookshelf, I felt some nostalgia in my heart.
"Is this my home in this world?"
After walking out of the wooden house, Yiran went straight to the house that he had only entered once.
Standing in front of the house, you can feel the remaining magic aura. This aura is very familiar, and the lively figure who loves to wear clothes easily appears in your mind. Before entering the door, Yiran could feel the smell of medicine coming from inside the house.
Yiran felt happy, "Old man Gude is back too."
As soon as he opened the door, Yiran saw a letter on the table, writing to Yiran.
Yi Ran sat on Good's chair and put his hands on the table. Feel the warm and cold touches that remain on the table, and feel the lingering scent of medicine in the room.
He condensed his perception to the limit and carefully distinguished the fragrance of the medicine. After a while, he finally showed a smile and thought in his heart: "Extremely hot white-headed wengwei, extremely cold snow and grass, using cool winter sunflower seeds as a guide, and using clean water as a medium. , stimulate the medicinal effect of Bingdilian."
In Yiran's mind, every spiritual herb was analyzed, and every step of Gude's medicine refining process was restored. She couldn't help but smile and sigh at Old Gude's incredible luck in the past six years.
The eight-star great magician unexpectedly obtained the spiritual-level parallel lotus and three fifth-level spiritual grasses. The spiritual grasses also happen to be extremely hot, extremely cold and yinzi. This is such incredible luck!
Just when Yiran lost consciousness and reached out to the letter, he suddenly stopped.
All the records of alchemy are swirling in my mind. The adjustment of yin and yang is the most simple principle in alchemy, so I guess there is absolutely no problem with this medicine.
However, there are huge problems in measuring it with more precise quantities and scientific nature.
For example, at the same dosage, whether the white-headed wengwei is hotter or the snowgrass is colder, winter cool sunflower seeds are used as an introduction.
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Whether it is just right, and even the acidity and alkalinity of the purified water used, are all very particular.
However, Yiran had not seen any potions refining these medicinal materials in the alchemy skills passed down by Gude, which showed that he also came up with the method on the spur of the moment.
The potion must be effective, but the effect is definitely not enough for him to exceed his potential!
Yiran's face became a little solemn. Since he couldn't break through, Old Man Gude's lifespan would definitely not be too long, or even less than ten years.
Yiran clenched his fists and looked solemn. He immediately picked up the letter and read it.
"Brother Yiran, when you read this letter, Grandpa Gude and I have already gone to the Holy Law Empire."
"First of all, I'm glad that you are still alive and can read this letter. Of course, I also believe that you will be alive. Hehe, I still want you to protect me!"
"Grandpa Gude comes from a powerful sect in the east of the Holy Law Empire, but his branch has withered. I want to revitalize that lineage for Grandpa Gude."
"We can't live up to Grandpa Gude's expectations, nor can we live up to Grandpa Gude's master's last wish."
"Brother Yiran, if you become stronger, you must come to see us."
At this point, the first chapter of the letter has been read. When I turned to the second page, the letter was already wet with tears, some of the writing was blurred, and the paper was wrinkled.
"Grandpa Gude worked hard to collect Leling grass, but failed to refine the potion. His potential has not been exceeded, and he is a hopeless magister."
"That is to say, his life span is less than ten years. Wuwu, Wuwuwu..."
"My alchemy skills are only at the fourth level. I can't make a potion that even Grandpa Gude failed!"
Yudie was obviously extremely sad when she wrote this, and tears fell like raindrops, making the following words intermittently difficult to read.
Especially when it comes to the sect that Gude belongs to, it is even more vague to the extreme. Yiran couldn't recognize the senses he was emitting, so he had no choice but to give up and just leave everything to chance. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find such a large sect when he arrived in the Holy Law Empire.
It's just that we must find some spiritual herbs that can break through the potential or increase the life span, otherwise there is no use in finding them. If Goode dies of old age, so what if he revitalizes his lineage.
Is it just a spirit in heaven that comforts Gude and his master?
Yiran suddenly felt a little worried when he thought of this. He held the letter tightly in his palm and then stood up firmly.
No matter how difficult the road ahead is, you have to go through it, not only for Goode, but also for yourself.
He turned to look at the map hanging on the wall, memorized the names and locations of all the principalities and three empires on the map, and then walked out of the room.
Yiran Yujian hung in mid-air, took out dozens of spiritual stones from the space ring, shot them to every corner, and then kneaded the "Chaos God Formation" with his hand!
A mysterious and mysterious aura suddenly appeared, covering the entire valley.
This formation is just a very basic magic formation, simpler than the magic formation in the challenge room in the academy. It's just that those with lower mental strength than a magician will lose their way and walk back to the entrance as long as they walk into the valley.
Then a sword broke through the snow curtain and rushed towards Fenghuo City at extremely fast speed.
Returning to Fenghuo City, the market is still as lively as ever, with lights and colorful decorations at the door of every house, and red lanterns hanging up and affixed to the door gods. The children set off firecrackers, and the older ones began to exercise hard, punching and kicking to prepare for the future.
When he strolled to the door of the First Martial Arts Academy, a sense of crisis and a faint murderous intention suddenly flashed in his heart.
A figure that had been lurking on the treetops for an unknown length of time and covered with white snow suddenly rushed towards Yiran. A cold light came out of its sheath, and the sword light surged with sword aura.
Yi then took half a step back, reaching the extreme speed. wooden sword no
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Half a foot after it came out of the box, the sword energy had already pierced the sky.
Then he pressed the wooden sword back into the box, and the killer's long sword instantly shattered his body and was cut into two pieces. The old tree where the killer was hiding was also cut off by the sword energy.
Yiran expanded his perception to the extreme distance of 500 feet. There were strong people in the academy quickly approaching him, and there were several powerful auras outside the academy that immediately retreated.
Not only was the eight-star martial artist's sneak attack unsuccessful, but he was killed with one blow. The key was that the young man's sword had not been completely released from the box!
Ignoring the body lying beneath him, Yiran waited for the arrival of the teachers in the academy. I thought to myself: "I didn't expect that after five years of leaving, these killers are still staring at me, and they directly dispatched high-star martial artists. Wuquan Principality really hates me so much!"
Just as Yiran was thinking, the first burly and familiar figure had already arrived in front of him. It was the dean Song Wuzun, followed closely by the magician Li Qi.
The First Martial Arts Academy has been on vacation, and most of the students and instructors have returned to their hometowns. Only a few who live in Fenghuo City will still appear in the academy. Song Wuzun and Li Qi happened to be discussing things in the academy when they felt the shocking sword energy at the entrance of the academy.
I was so angry that someone dared to act violently at the gate of the college.
When they came to the door, they saw a young man meditating and a body lying in a pool of blood and broken into two parts.
At first, the two of them didn't know Yiran's identity. When Li Qi saw the wooden sword on the boy's waist, he remembered that he was the long-lost boy, Yiran!
Yi Ran is back!
Li Qi immediately stepped forward to take a look at this more handsome boy with a slender figure. He stretched out his palm and patted Yiran's back, then squeezed his arm, then smiled and said: "Oh, little Yiran has grown up. I’ve been away for five years, but I miss my grandson so much!”
"I'm finally willing to come back, but why do I still look like a stick? How come you, a martial arts practitioner, are like us magicians, with no muscles at all."
Faced with Li Qi's teasing, Yiran said bitterly: "Teacher Li Qi, please stop teasing me. There are fat magicians, so why don't we martial arts cultivators be allowed to have thin people?"
"And Li Yiyi and I met in Shou'an City. They just came back first. Li Yiyi's practice is very good, and now he has become a martial artist."
At this moment, Song Wuzun's deep and majestic voice came slowly. While Li Qi was talking to Yi Ran, he looked at the body that had been broken into two parts.
"It's not bad to be a martial artist, but what does your strength mean? This person is my instructor at the No. 1 Martial Arts Academy. He has the cultivation of an eight-star martial artist, but he was killed by you with one sword."
Li Qi frowned. This person was actually a tutor in the academy. How could Yiran kill him? He looked at Song Wuzun with great confusion.
Yiran also found it unbelievable that he felt the murderous intention before he took such a heavy blow. If he didn't have the murderous intention, he would definitely just block it.
But killing is just killing.
"This person entered the academy as a tutor five years ago, but the traces behind his back are too heavy. It has long been discovered that he is a secret agent of the Wuquan Principality, but he was not exposed."
Li Qi then breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Song Wuzun: "Dean, can you finish speaking in one breath? Don't scare me."
Song Wuzun ignored Li Qi and looked at Yiran: "It seems that your traces have been discovered by those hidden clues a long time ago, so he hid in that tree and ambush you. But what he didn't expect was that your strength was already so terrifying. .”
Li Qi took a breath of cold air and then came back to his senses. Yi Ran had just killed this mentor with eight-star martial arts training with a sword energy!
So how far has Yiran's cultivation level reached now?
If they knew that Yiran killed the fourth-level peak magic beast Lightning Bear with one sword in Shou'an City, I don't know what they would think.
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