Zhao Yisu staggered and almost fell down.
She stopped and took a closer look and found that an ugly thing was blocking her way - well, it wasn't that she meant to insult anyone, it was just that this thing was too ugly.
The dark mass barely had the shape of a four-legged beast, but its facial features could not be seen clearly. There was only a hole where the mouth was, and there was irritation oozing out.
The word "Gluttony" is written all over his face.
Monsters are not monsters, beasts are not beasts.
What the hell is this? !
Zhao Yisu looked wary. She was only a second-grade person, so she couldn't beat anything powerful she encountered.
She quietly took half a step back.
Who would have thought that that ugly thing would also follow her and rub her legs?
Are you still going to mess around? ?
Or just squeeze out a tail from behind your butt and start wagging it wildly? ? ?
Zhao Yisu was speechless. First of all, he ruled out that this thing was a dog.
Seeing that this guy didn't seem to be hostile, Zhao Yisu tentatively stretched out his hand and patted the ugly thing's forehead - if that thing could be called a forehead.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she put her hand on it, the spiritual energy from her fingertips escaped involuntarily, and was slowly swallowed by the ugly thing along its mouth.
Zhao Yisu quickly retracted his hand.
Now it's better, the ugly thing is like a dog staring at the bones, and it starts to rub its legs more crazily + lick its tail + wagging its tail.
Zhao Yisu: "..."
Do you really think of me as your mother?
She simply stepped over in one step, no longer caring about becoming a disciple, and cast a spell to fly away.
But that thing kept following closely and couldn't get away no matter how hard it flew!
Zhao Yisu planned to fly up to Yunjian Pavilion. There were many people there and he could get rid of this ugly thing.
But who would have thought that she had already lost her way when going up the mountain, and flying all the way up, she couldn't even see the shadow of Yunjian Pavilion.
Jiang Yunchen followed closely behind.
He was sitting on a fifth-grade air-controlling magic weapon. He didn't use any spiritual power at all, and he didn't even make a sound. He just watched the foodie chase Zhao Yisu all over the mountain.
It had been flying for an hour. Normally a second-grade monk would have been exhausted, but Zhao Yisu only felt a little sluggish.
The foodie is a monster that Jiang Yunchen accidentally recovered. This thing is very weird. Its biggest characteristic is that it is greedy, and if there is good food, it will not eat bad food.
For example, the spiritual energy halfway up the mountain is quite strong, but it doesn't like it and only wants to eat the pure spiritual energy fed to it by the monks.
The fact that he was able to pursue Zhao Yisu for so long showed that Zhao Yisu's spiritual energy was purer than that of ordinary monks.
…
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yisu finally stopped.
As if helpless, she began to feed the foodie spiritual energy from her fingertips.
The foodie opened his mouth wide, greedily and crazily absorbing the spiritual energy. His dark body became visibly enlarged, and soon he appeared to be in a state of intoxication.
Zhao Yisu took advantage of this thing's drunken state, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, and flew away in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Yunchen stopped, recalled the foodie, and put it into his pocket again.
Zhao Yisu was able to feed the foodie and still have enough energy to escape without using anything to replenish his spiritual energy...
This could only mean that, as he expected, she had mastered the rules of aura breathing.
This is an ability that only monks of the seventh level and above have. After Jiang Yunchen reaches the seventh level, he will be able to reach a state where breathing, breathing and breathing are all exercises. He knows this very well.
Zhao Yisu... he seemed to underestimate her.
On the other side, Zhao Yisu quietly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he had gotten rid of that ugly thing.
She found a quiet place to meditate, hoping to recover the consumed spiritual energy as soon as possible.
If she hadn't been able to transform spiritual energy in her breath, she would have been half dead from exhaustion just now.
After meditating like this, Zhao Yisu felt refreshed and refreshed.
The concentration of spiritual energy halfway up the mountain was indeed higher than that in the second-grade cave. She inhaled it crazily, getting higher and higher with practice.
It was no wonder that Zhao Yisu was greedy. She had planned to stop after she had rested, but on the fortune board, the golden light belonging to Jiang Yunchen was flashing continuously, slowly eroding her territory at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What's the meaning?
Jiang Yunchen wants to reach the second and tenth rank and break through to the third rank?
The second grade and the third grade are not the same.
Both first- and second-grade monks were low-level monks, with a maximum lifespan of about two hundred years. In the past, the second-grade monks were not worthy of being admitted to Fuxi Mountain as inner disciples.
But when you reach the third level, you can be considered an intermediate monk and can open the spiritual sea. Your cultivation speed and physical fitness are at another level, and the effects of spells are also different.
When Zhao Yisu thought of this, he gritted his teeth and began to vomit crazily, without caring about anything else.
In the blink of an eye, her red fire spirit roots on her life chart also began to spread, biting the golden thunder.
The two spiritual powers quickly became entangled and fought crazily within a few inches.
The master of spiritual power seemed to be playing chess in the distance, and the bloodshed was all silent.
Zhao Yisu thought that she finally had a golden finger and could practice breathing and breathing. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunchen was even more outrageous than her. She worked hard and could barely catch up with Jiang Yunchen's progress.
I don’t know how long it took, but now both of them have broken through the tenth level of the second level, their spiritual energy has reached its peak, and they are stuck at the key point of the third level advancement.
Zhao Yisu had never reached this level before, and he was a little excited at this moment.
As long as he can reach the third level one step ahead of Jiang Yunchen, he can be pressed to the ground and rubbed!
Thinking of this, she tried to continue vomiting.
An unexpected situation occurred, and the spiritual energy that originally filled the body suddenly escaped.
Zhao Yisu quickly guided the spirit body into his body and wandered around for a week. He found that the cracks on the spirit root that were shattered by lightning had actually become larger. Now she is fetching water with a bamboo basket. No matter how much spiritual energy comes in, it will flow out from the cracks.
What is this, the backlash of thunder tribulation?
Seeing Jiang Yunchen's thunderous light on the life chart still moving forward slowly, Zhao Yisu felt unwilling and tried to breathe spiritual energy into her body again. A faint voice suddenly came from above her -
"If you are full, you will be full, and if you are full, you will be in loss. Little girl, you can bite off more than you can chew."
Zhao Yisu slowly raised his head and saw a ragged old man hanging upside down on the tree above his head. His gray hair and beard hung down, covering the old man's face, making him look like a hairy monster.
She was startled at first, but quickly regained her composure.
This place has not left the realm of Fuxi Mountain, so even if you meet a monk, you will probably be from the same sect.
"Disciple Zhao Yisu, how do you call me uncle?"
"Uncle Master..." The old man chuckled twice: "Little girl, you have to call me Master!"
Zhao Yisu's eyes flashed slightly.
Master?
Several sixth- and seventh-grade major cultivators in the sect have titles, but they are only called master, which is one generation lower than their master.
Zhao Yisu is a man of spirit, and he immediately kowtowed on the spot: "I've met my master! Master, you are indeed as energetic and energetic as the rumors say, you are a god descending from the earth, and your magic power is boundless..."
The old man chuckled lightly and moved his beard and hair upside down, revealing a withered face.
"Good words are worthless, girl, you'd better come up with something real."
Zhao Yisu: "Master, this disciple went out in a hurry today and didn't bring a belt to practice..."
"Old man, when did I say that I would accept you as my disciple? Hum, what I want is training fees."
"Practice...do you still have to pay?"
