Time passed. Ten days later. The young man walked into the Shenfeng Cave. The cold light in the cave was reflected in his eyes, and his sharpness flashed for a moment. But the harmless smile on the young man's face almost made people think that the sharpness just now was an illusion. "Hey, Li Zhenchuan is here." "Junior Brother Murong asked you this morning." "Tsk tsk, you practice body every day, Junior Brother Li, you must have a special physique like Junior Brother Murong." These days, the disciples of Shenbing Peak have become more or less familiar with Li Mo. It's just because this Li Zhenchuan has no airs and treats everyone equally.
Last time someone was injured, if Li Zhenchuan hadn't taken out the medicine in time, I'm afraid that the inner disciple's hand would have been crippled. In this way, in just ten days. Outsiders saw it and thought that Li Mo was the true disciple of Shenbing Peak. Greeted everyone. Li Mo walked through the corridor and walked into the second floor of Shenfeng Cave. He did not use the Extreme Slaughter Body, but he did not feel any discomfort. [Name: Li Mo] [Age: 16] [Root: Xuanpin Immortal Body. ] [Realm: Qi and Blood Realm Eight Meridians. ] [Destiny: ? ? ] [Evaluation: With an immortal body, his fate is chaotic, and the future is unknown. ] [Recent encounter: In the Shenfeng Cave, he tempered his body to the peak of ordinary soldiers. If he goes one step further, he can reach the level of a sharp weapon. ] "If the body can be as tough as a sharp weapon, he can go down to the fourth level to see." "If it doesn't work, use the martial arts to comprehend the Extreme Slaughter Body to perfection." In ten days, he accumulated seventy-six years of martial arts. Not to mention perfection, if all of it is put into the Extreme Slaughter Body, it is possible to push it to the transformation realm. But, it is not necessary for the time being. The key to horizontal training is the word "practice". If you want to make progress, you have to polish yourself day by day. Otherwise, no matter how strong the theory is, it is just theory.
Unlike swordsmanship, every time you improve a little, you gain more power. Entered the third level. Li Mo walked to the end, took another Qingxin Pill, and then sat cross-legged. ..... The entrance of Shenfeng Cave. "Name." Sensing someone approaching, the inner door steward spoke without raising his head. "Yin Huacheng." The person said his name indifferently. The inner door steward was startled and stood up quickly. Standing in front of him was a young man in his twenties, thin, and seemed to be unable to support the cloud-patterned white robe. His facial features were handsome, but pale and a little sickly. A black mole between his eyebrows made his temperament look much gloomier. Of course, the inner door steward's attitude was not because of Yin Huacheng's true identity. The current master of the rare beast peak also has the surname Yin. "So it's Yin Zhenchuan. I haven't seen you for a long time. Is Master Yinfeng all right?" "Oh, thank you for your concern." Yin Huacheng spoke lightly, not even interested in giving this inner door deacon more face. However, after taking the waist certificate, the deacon still quickly recorded it. "May I ask Yin Zhenchuan, entering Shenfeng Cave is..." "Physical training, taking soldiers." [Yin Huacheng, Zhenshoufeng Zhenchuan. ] [Entering Shenfeng Cave, tempering the body, taking soldiers. ] After recording. Yin Huacheng took back the waist certificate and stepped into Shenfeng Cave. "Yin Zhenchuan? Hasn't he been here for a long time?" "He should have just broken through the barrier recently. Will he have already condensed his internal breath and entered the realm of observing the gods?" "Hiss... It's hard to say." "If Yin Zhenchuan wants to refine his body, he should also go to the third level."
"Haha, then he will run into Li Zhenchuan." The people on the first floor of Shenfeng Cave couldn't help but discuss in a low voice. But before he could finish two sentences, the discussion stopped. Because not far away, Yin Huacheng had turned around and glanced at the disciples of Shenbing Peak. I don't know why. When he looked at them, everyone felt like they were being stared at by a beast. Yin Huacheng narrowed his eyes and said: "When did Li Zhenchuan appear in the sect?" "Well, he was the one who just entered our Qingyuan Sect at this entrance ceremony." Someone responded. The next moment, he felt a little creepy. Yin Huacheng's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot and suddenly appeared in front of him, and the eyes staring at him seemed to... turn into vertical pupils? "A new disciple entered the third floor of Shenfeng Cave, are you making fun of me?" "No... How dare I..." The inner disciple swallowed his saliva, "Everyone knows that Li Zhenchuan is like this every day. On the first day, he scared Elder Hanhe to go down to look for him, but he was fine." The people around nodded repeatedly. Yin Huacheng was half-believing and half-doubting, with anger flashing in his eyes. After standing there for a few seconds, he snorted coldly and turned away. Only then did everyone feel that the oppressive feeling in their chests disappeared, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. When his back completely disappeared, someone spat softly. "This Yin Zhenchuan, is he dealing with those beasts in the Zhenshou Peak? Is he mentally ill?" "Don't talk nonsense, if he reaches the Guanshen realm, he might be able to hear it." "Li Zhenchuan is still better, and he also invited us to drink." "Humph... That's not good." ..... Walking on the second floor of Shenfeng Cave. Yin Huacheng was indeed in a very bad mood. For this body, he paid an unimaginable price for ordinary people, and finally was able to enter the third level of body refining.
Now suddenly someone said, why is a new disciple? Doesn't this mean that all his efforts have become a joke? "Murong Xiao has half-demon blood." "Then Li Zhenzhuan, where did it come from?" "Could it be that he also has some kind of demon blood?" tread-- Yin Huacheng stepped onto the third floor. The flesh on his body suddenly began to twist irregularly, and his thin body expanded rapidly as if it had been inflated. A small and dense appearance appeared on the surface of the skin, and the arms instantly became slender. He became stronger. However, there are vague animal characteristics everywhere on the body, making it look extremely strange. "My Hundred Beasts Blood Training is only a few shapes away!" "At that time, it will definitely be a real unique skill, ho ho ho..." Feeling the endless power, Yin Huacheng laughed softly and strode forward. The sharp intention hit him, but it was completely blocked by the iron-like feathers. ten minutes later. Suddenly, he suddenly stopped. Not far ahead, I saw a young man sitting cross-legged. There are dozens or hundreds of different weapons surrounding him, all of which are famous weapons! This is probably half of the famous artifacts on the third floor of Shenfeng Cave. Yin Huacheng's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and his vertical pupils widened. ..... "Um?" Feel the tremors in the ground. Li Mo opened his eyes and looked back. Good guy, you don’t know if you don’t look back, but you will be shocked when you look back. What the hell is that? It shouldn't be human, right?
"No one said there are monsters in Shenfeng Cave..." "Well, anyway, my physical body is already comparable to a weapon, so I can try to go to the fourth floor." Li Mo only hesitated for three and one-third seconds before standing up. Before the monster could react. He patted the dust off his butt and walked into the fourth floor without even looking at the famous objects surrounding him. And with his departure. Those famous instruments were also inserted back into their original positions, clearly distinguishable. Click... Something seemed to be broken in Yin Huacheng's heart. It's his fragile Taoist heart. He deliberately wanted to get a famous weapon, but others didn't even bother to look at it. In order to refine his body, he conducted hundreds of thousands of experiments, even turning into a monster, but he still dared not approach the fourth level of Shenfeng Cave. A person has just joined the sect, and the starting point is already the end point that he can't get. The peak master's son, Yin Huacheng, was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and his mentality suddenly collapsed. "Why, why not choose me!" "Why should he?!" The flesh and blood on his body began to twist again, showing signs of losing control. Yin Huacheng smashed things wildly to vent his dissatisfaction. However, the ones here are all famous instruments. Famous instruments have spiritual meanings, which is not a joke. Warm reminder: If you find that clicking the next page will force you to jump to other websites, please use the "Chapter Error" or "Contact Us" at the bottom to inform us. We will handle it as soon as possible. Thank you for your understanding!