However, they expected that since Yang Yao could get started, his actual combat ability would naturally improve a lot.
Yang Yao continued to practice with his eyes closed.
Zhang Zhimeng and Zhang Yue'e were inspired and wanted to practice like Yang Yao, but when they heard the sound of an animal cart next to them, they couldn't help but frowned.
Li Yuanxing's beast cart came to the side again.
His words came to him: "That beauty, make a friend. There is no harm in having one more friend. When you go out, the more friends the better, don't you think?"
Zhang Yue'e did not turn her head to look, but closed her eyes and started practicing.
Li Yuanxing's words kept coming.
"Beauty, look here."
"Beauty, do you want to see a handsome guy? I am."
"Beauty, come, do you want to collect medicine? I can make medicine."
"The medicine I prepared for you will make you excited when you take it. Do you want to take it? It's sweet and delicious, nourishing yin and nourishing the skin."
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Zhang Yue'e turned a deaf ear and was not distracted, as if she had also entered a state of trance.
On the other hand, Zhang Zhimeng beside him became more and more angry. He stood up, his eyes widened, and said: "Shut up. Be careful, I will beat you to death, you bastard."
Li Yuanxing glanced at Zhang Zhimeng and saw that he was smaller and younger than himself. He expected that he had no ability and said: "Get lost, where did you come from? Don't affect Mr. Xing's making friends."
"Damn it." Zhang Zhimeng couldn't wait to jump directly onto the opponent's beast cart and do it.
But I was worried about the impact of going to the mountains to collect herbs, so I endured it.
Li Yuanxing stuck out his tongue, made a face, and said, "Little bastard, I'm so angry at you, you beast. What's your sister's name? Let me tell you, Mr. Xing."
Zhang Zhimeng said: "Get out."
Li Yuanxing was not angry at all, and said with a sneer on his face: "Little one, tell me, how about I give you a Spirit Gathering Pill?"
The Spirit Gathering Pill is a first-level elixir that can help monks strengthen the concentration of spiritual power absorbed from heaven and earth into the Dantian spiritual power sea, prevent the absorbed spiritual power from overflowing outside the body, and enhance the utilization rate of the absorbed spiritual power.
A Soul Gathering Pill is only the size of a pea, about five millimeters in diameter, dark in color, smooth in texture, and reflective. It's worth about fifty spirit stones. If it is a high-grade elixir, it is more expensive. The highest-grade spirit-gathering elixir is worth more than one hundred spirit stones.
Fifty spirit stones itself is not a lot of money, but when you compare it to renting a beast cart for a day, which only costs 30 spirit stones, you will know the value of the Spirit Gathering Pill.
Although the value of a Spirit Gathering Pill is not expensive, it is expensive because it requires long-term use. You need to take at least one pill every day. If you have enough money, you can take more every day. There is no upper limit.
However, after eating too much, it cannot be absorbed effectively, which is considered a waste.
Being able to take fifty spiritual stones at will just to get Zhang Yue'e's name, Zhang Zhimeng knew that the other party was probably rich or stupid.
He could exchange fifty spiritual stones with one sentence, which seemed like a good deal, but he was not moved at all.
Zhang Zhimeng said: "Bah, a spirit-gathering pill, what's so rare about it? Even a hundred pills can't buy my sister's name."
Li Yuanxing was stunned and said: "Little brother, I just know your sister's name, so you don't have to reject me like this. I just like to make friends. How about this, how about giving you ten spirit-gathering pills?"
Zhang Zhimeng said: "Are you stupid? I won't tell you even if you have a hundred pills."
Li Yuanxing gritted his teeth and said: "Little one, I don't want to give you any shame, but ten spirit-gathering pills are enough for you. You want a hundred more pills, but you are still dreaming. Let me tell you, I have to decide on her name."
Zhang Zhimeng said: "If I don't tell you, how can you know, you sand sculpture?"
Li Yuanxing frowned, thought of a countermeasure, and said sadly: "If you don't tell me, do you think I won't be able to deal with you? When we get to the station in the Chifeng Mountains, I will follow you, and I will know your names sooner or later. "
Zhang Zhimeng was stunned and said: "If you dare to follow me, the gun in my hand will not allow you."
Li Yuanxing said: "Spear? Are you the only one who knows how to do it, little thing? What level of proficiency have you reached in your practice of marksmanship?"
Zhang Zhimeng refused to say it, but asked: "What magical weapon did you use?"
Li Yuanxing said: "Master Xing, I use a sword. All magical weapons, including swords, my sword is much more powerful than your spear."
Zhang Zhimeng said: "Nonsense, the spear is the number one magical weapon, and the sword is nothing. What level of proficiency have you reached in swordsmanship? Tell me and let me know?"
Li Yuanxing said: "The third proficiency level, where is your marksmanship? Is it as good as mine?"
Zhang Zhimeng said contemptuously: "You are only at the third level of proficiency. I thought you were so powerful, but it turned out that you are really a scumbag. My marksmanship proficiency has reached the fifth level, and I am younger than you." What are you pretending to be? It’s easy to kill you.”
Li Yuanxing was stunned, but he was not frightened. Instead, he thought Zhang Zhimeng was pretending, and said, "You are just pretending, but you are the only one who can practice your marksmanship to the fifth level? Are you lying to me?"
Zhang Zhimeng said: "You are just a scumbag. Do I need to lie to you? My marksmanship proficiency is level 5. If you don't believe me, you can try it and see me blow your head off."
Li Yuanxing said: "You're the only one who wants to blow my dog's head off? I'm going to crush you as easily as spitting. Bah, bah, bah." Li Yuanxing spat a few times casually.
Zhang Zhimeng was not good at talking, and he was so angry that he had nothing to say. He held on to the railing of the beast cart and squeezed it, making the railing creak.
Li Yuanxing saw this and smiled happily.
At this time, Yang Yao had been sitting upright, practicing with his eyes closed. I have trained the three-in-one marksmanship technique thousands of times in my mind and simulated various attacks from different angles.
Proficiency gradually reached the second level.
Zhang Yue'e also gradually realized the essence of sitting and practicing, and truly entered a state of selflessness.
Only Hou Yifei, who was driving the beast car in front, had been listening to the exchange between Zhang Zhimeng and Li Yuanxing. He knew that Zhang Zhimeng was no match and couldn't help but want to help.
Hou Yifei is also good at swearing.
Hou Yifei said: "Third brother, why don't you talk back? Do you want second brother to help me and you to drive?"
Zhang Zhimeng said: "Okay, this kid is really mean-mouthed. Second brother, please fix him properly." Then he jumped forward to drive the beast cart away.
Hou Yifei came to the car seat, lay back, adjusted his posture, and stretched his hands and feet a little. He was quite tired driving the car just now, but now he is much more comfortable lying down.
Li Yuanxing stared at Hou Yifei for a while and said, "Big fat, are you here to scold me?"
Hou Yifei said: "Little thing, let's continue to scold you. You ate the phlegm you spit just now, do you understand? You spit it out and eat it yourself. You produce and sell it yourself."
Li Yuanxing's eyes widened. Unexpectedly, Hou Yifei didn't accept the attack, but took action from here, and immediately retorted: "Damn fat pig, you also only eat your own phlegm. How much phlegm do you have? One mouthful is enough for you." bowl."
Hou Yifei immediately became interested and sat up straight: "I vomit a lot. I feed you every day. I feed your father. I feed your mother. I feed your whole family. I fed your parents silly, so I gave birth to you." Such a silly thing."
"You are older than my little brother, and you are only proficient in swordsmanship level 3. It is because your parents ate my phlegm. My phlegm can refresh your mind and strengthen your body and bones."
