Chapter 147: Store up Food and Become King The two brothers Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo explored quickly under the guidance of their ancestor. Compared with the other cultivators who moved forward cautiously, it was as if they were moving at many times the speed. The style of painting is completely different! Other cultivators would first use their spiritual powers to explore the surrounding terrain and find places where there might be treasures. Then they would carefully observe whether there were any monsters. Then they would think about the enemy's retreat route if they encountered one later, and then approach their destination step by step, while keeping an ear to the ground and an eye on all directions, ready to give up at any time. After all, survival is their ultimate goal. No matter how many points you get, it is better to survive to the end. The person who survives to the end can get full marks directly! Only the eliminated contestants will be scored based on their performance. The brothers Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo had no such worries at all. They ran all the way, collecting all the treasures they passed by. Even if they encountered monsters, they would quickly find their weaknesses and subdue them. Yang Fu obtained a second-grade formation [Mountain Machine Map]. Yang Fu found a bottle of [Huiling Pill]. Yang Fu defeated a lava demon, found its treasure, and obtained a set of top-grade magic weapons called [Fire General].
Armed from head to toe, he also has a fire-type cattail leaf fan, which can enhance the power of fire-type spells. "Ah? No, how come Yang Fu seems to have gathered all the equipment on the first day? I see many monks shivering in the cold wind wearing only pants?" "With this set of equipment, not only can I kill enemies of the same level instantly, I can also kill enemies of higher levels!" "It's bad. There's an unlucky cultivator from the Silver Land Dynasty who is very close to Yang Fu! If he runs into him, he will be killed instantly!" Yang Fu’s rise was as fast as riding a flying sword, and he had all the equipment in a flash! The black monk from the Baji Dynasty saw Yang Fu from afar, and hid directly in the shadow of the rock crevice. He closed his eyes, and all the aura in his body disappeared instantly, and he merged with the rock. "This person's hiding skills are so powerful that he has no signs of life at all. Even if the spiritual consciousness scans him, he will be regarded as a dead object." "Moreover, the people of the Silver Land Dynasty are gifted. As long as they don't smile and hide in the dark, it's hard to see them even face to face." "Like a ghost in the night." Yang Fu looked at the golden finger above the place where the monk was hiding, and the character card. No one was more conspicuous than him. “Liquefied natural gas!” He waved the Fire General's fan, raising a plume of flame that rushed directly into the crevice of the rock, like catching a turtle in a jar. "what!" The Heavenly Fire of Life can be used to make elixirs, fight with magic, and kill a life with just a thought. This black monk from the Silver Land Dynasty was no match for Yang Fu, who was blessed with magical instruments, in terms of magic. He was completely unable to resist and had nowhere to run. His defenses were torn apart, triggering the teleportation formation. A white light emerged. "Silver Land Dynasty monk Ramrado was eliminated by Yang Fu" A solemn voice came from the water curtain, welcoming the first person to be eliminated. White light flickered in the square. Ramlado was quickly slapping the flames on his body and found that he had been eliminated. "This! How did he find me?" The monks from the Twelve Dynasties at the scene gasped.
"Only the first day, Yang Fu has already started killing people. It's terrifying. I have never heard of such a talented person." "This person's spiritual perception is extremely sharp. If you encounter him, don't think about hiding. There is still hope if you fight him with all your strength. Hiding will only lead to unilateral suppression." "Hurry up and collect magic weapons, otherwise you won't be able to defeat Yang Fu!" There was a lot of discussion at the scene again, and Murong Ziyan, who was sitting in the clouds, nodded with satisfaction. "Decisive and decisive, a good candidate." "I think so too! This Yang Fu is obviously a genius, second only to you, Junior Sister! Such an exciting match, Junior Sister, why don't you have a glass of Shenxianzui and watch it slowly?" Monk Douyang came over with a flattering look on his face. "No." Murong Zi Yan slightly turned aside and continued to look at the two people from the Yang family. Compared to the fast pace of Yang Fu using his equipment to kill people, Yang Fushuo was much calmer. He was still collecting herbs. "Haha~ The map is being drawn slowly. When Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo meet up, it will be stable!" Yang Keun Suk took a big gulp of Red Bull, his hands flying on the keyboard and mouse, almost typing out phantoms! With his current physical strength and energy, he actually doesn't need a spiritual drink like Red Bull, but if he doesn't have two bottles of this when playing games all night, Yang Keun Suk will feel uncomfortable all over. Having already reached the fifth level of body building, his abilities in all aspects have improved a lot. His concentration and hand speed are also extremely fast, even faster than those professional e-sports players! The operation is very smooth while doing two things at the same time. "I found the feeling of playing World of Warcraft back then." On his screen, the two little characters Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo were constantly searching for treasures, obtaining one treasure after another. This is reflected on the water curtain as more and more treasure symbols appear under the images of Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo, who are already far ahead of other challenging monks. Even Li Yao, who was the most talented, could not find even a fraction of the treasures that Yang Fu found. "No, these two brothers came to my Yunyin Lingzong to purchase goods?" "Why do you need so many? Can you control so many magic weapons? Will they be useful?" "How strange! Where the two of them passed by, there was nothing left except ferocious monsters." is that useful? Li Xuyang and Meng San looked at each other. "That's really useful! Yang Fu alone has gathered all the magic weapons of the cultivators of our Lieyang Dynasty! After gathering, he will directly fight off the cultivators of other dynasties!" "Yang Fushuo found a lot of familiar herbs that seem to be enough to make a second-grade [Spirit Burning True Fire Pill]. This is incredible! It can help us fight against the enemy by leaping one or two small realms!" "You are talking about the second-grade one. Don't forget that my disciple Fu Shuo is a third-grade alchemist." "Sigh~" Seeing this situation, the smiles on the faces of the monks from other dynasties disappeared and shifted to the monks of the Lieyang Dynasty. "Huh? There's another treasure fragment here? Pick it up first." "Why does Yang Fushuo have the same fragments here? Pick them up, maybe we can piece them together."
"Oh my goodness, this is a Foundation Establishment Stage monster. Stay away from it. If you encounter it, you will either be knocked out or seriously injured." "Pick up the lower-grade magic weapons too! Why are you keeping them? Are you going to give them to other cultivators? Quick, quick, take them all away!" Under the command of Yang Keun-suk, Yang Fu and Yang Fu-shuo stripped away all the treasures in the places they passed, leaving not a single piece behind! 3 days later The monks gradually adapted to this place and their range of activities also expanded a lot, but the treasures they could find became fewer and fewer. There isn't even a single treasure in some local areas! Baji relied on his earth-entertaining magic to search for treasures buried in the ground, but when he walked along the road that Yang Fu had walked before, he found nothing. "Ah? Did you forget to place the treasure in this area?" All other monks who shared the same route as Yang Fushuo fell into deep self-doubt. "That's not right. Isn't that what Immortal Dou Yang said?" "Is it too hidden? Haven't I looked for it enough?" "Everyone has picked all the spiritual fruits on the trees here! I'm starving to death!" At this time, the faces of the Jindan stage cultivators all turned black. "Yang Fushuo eats meat and doesn't even give soup to other disciples!" "No grass grows wherever he passes" "You can't finish this crappy spiritual fruit, so why did you pick it all?" "He killed the weak monsters, and no one could defeat the strong ones. He also picked the spiritual fruits. I think he wanted to starve the other cultivators to death." Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo act too fast! There is no time to think, just act recklessly! And they also avoided all the dangerous monsters! The Douyang monk couldn't sleep for the past two nights. He carefully watched the midnight video and finally saw the words on the screen. There were four big words written all over the water screen: "As if there were divine help!" "I don't think it can be described as spiritual perception. It would be possible only if smoke came out of the ancestral graves to show them the way." "No, I have to go find the headmaster!" Monk Douyang couldn't sit still anymore. He vaguely regretted expelling a questioning monk a few days ago, because at this moment he had the same thought in his mind. 'Are these two the master's illegitimate children?' It’s just like passing a level with a map! In the palace in the clouds, the head of the sect was looking at the mirror in the sky, which showed the secret realm of dragon-hunting. "Head!" "I know your intention, but this is definitely not cheating. I guess it may be a long-lost secret technique of the immortal race." "Oh? What kind of secret technique is it?" "The Incense Fortune Technique is a technique where the immortals accumulate the incense of many generations and bestow it on a certain descendant. This will allow him to do everything with success, as if he were assisted by gods. This technique consumes a lot of the family's fortune, and it often takes many generations to accumulate before a person with great fortune emerges."
"Hiss~ Is there such a magic in the world?" "Hehe~ Yunyin Lingzong was established only a thousand years ago, but some immortals have been passed down from ancient times to the present day. Don't underestimate the heroes of the world. These two people must have great origins." "I understand." Time passed quickly and 10 days passed, and Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo were still stockpiling goods. At this time, both of them had already mounted their flying mounts and were searching even faster. I must have dozens of sets of good stuff on me. The number of all the other monks combined is not as many as they are. While picking spiritual fruits, Yang Fushuo muttered to himself: "When can I leave the mountain?" 【Apparition】 "Don't worry, store up food and slowly become king!" "There is still a great treasure in this secret realm that has not been obtained. After you gather in the Sparkling Tree Sea, go and get this treasure together, and then you can use it as you wish!" Yang Fushuo felt itchy when he heard this, but he didn't dare to say anything casually. After all, people outside were staring at them. He said to himself: "What treasure is left to be found?" (End of this chapter)