"Wang Yi, how do you feel?" Li Qian asked. Zhao Zijing, Li's Father, and Li's Mother all stared at Wang Yi. "Right now, I feel like a tiger with an inexhaustible amount of energy." Wang Yi looked at his hands and confidently said, "I feel like I can compete with that surnamed Yang now!"
"Re, really?" Zhao Zijing was even more excited than Wang Yi. Everyone looked at Wang Yi, making him feel a little awkward. He thought to himself, I'm not a big girl, what are you looking at! However, Wang Yi still nodded, "En, this time, I have confidence that I can defeat him. Zhao San, open the earth aperture and let me go out to meet this Immortal Master Yang. "After saying that, he walked out of the earth aperture accompanied by Li Qian and the others.
"Boom …" A muffled sound gave Immortal Master Yang, who was recovering, and Qian Jinling, who was waiting, a fright. "Impossible, how did you break free from the wooden trapping talisman so quickly?" Immortal Master Yang had a face of disbelief. Even he, who was at the second level of Qi Refining, needed half a day. How could Wang Yi, who was at the first level, be so fast? In fact, it was very simple. After a cultivator broke through, the spiritual energy in their body would be at its most abundant. In addition, Wang Yi learned fire techniques, which were much more destructive to the wood element, so he was able to break free very quickly.
Wang Yi looked at him coldly, "Surprised? Hehe, what's even more shocking is yet to come! "A Firebird flew towards Yang Kai. The Firebird was more than twice as big as it was before. "You broke through?" This result really surprised him. Before, he had relied on the Wood Trapping Talisman to gain the upper hand, but now he didn't have the talisman in his hand. Furthermore, both of them were at the same level. Wang Yi's spiritual energy was much more saturated than his, and fire spiritual energy was the bane of wood spiritual energy. How was he supposed to continue the fight? He hurriedly released his Spirit Qi Sword, which collided with the Fire Bird. The two collided, producing a "bang" sound. Soon, the sound disappeared, and the Spirit Qi Sword also disappeared. All that was left was a much smaller Fire Bird. The Fire Bird hit his chest, and he was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood. "Qian Jinling, help me block it!" He hurriedly took out an Earth Escape Talisman and mumbled something under his breath. Then, he disappeared from everyone's sight. Zhao Zijing and Qian Jinling's underlings immediately started fighting. Just as Zhao Zijing had said, Tang Wenshan's underlings, who had switched sides at the last minute, didn't help at all. Once they saw the fight, they ran away. Since the Yang guy lost to Wang Yi, the morale of Qian Jinling's underlings was greatly reduced. On the other hand, Zhao Zijing's underlings' confidence swelled, and they quickly gained the upper hand.
Wang Yi used the Heaven's Eye Technique to observe the Yang guy fleeing underground. His speed was much faster than usual. Wang Yi used all his skills and chased after the Yang guy while releasing the Fire Bird Technique underground. The Yang guy released his Spirit Qi Sword to block part of the power, then continued to flee. The Yang guy's speed was much faster than Wang Yi's, but he had to turn around to deal with the Fire Bird from time to time, which wasted a lot of time. Naturally, his speed also decreased. Wang Yi flew towards him and released the Fire Bird to attack him. He repeated the same trick and continued to use his Spirit Qi Sword to resist the Fire Bird Technique. In this way, one person fled while the other chased. Soon, they arrived at the outskirts. At this time, the Yang guy's Spirit Qi was almost exhausted. He took out spirit stones and frantically absorbed Spirit Qi. This way, his speed decreased even more. Wang Yi took advantage of this opportunity and released an even larger firebird, which blasted towards the ground.
"Bang …" With a loud sound, a huge pit appeared on the ground. The Yang guy was blown out and fell to the ground. He clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of thick blood. His eyes were filled with pity. "Junior Martial Brother, can you let me go? I'll give you the Pill Concoction Heart, I'll give you everything. Can you let me go? "The Yang guy pleaded pitifully. Wang Yi wasn't the reincarnation of Guanyin and didn't have a merciful heart. His principle was that if you want to mess with me, I'll definitely mess with you to death! Wang Yi looked at him as if he was looking at an ant. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and hit him with the Fire Bird Technique. The Yang guy didn't dodge and screamed under the burning of the Fire Bird. He crazily ran towards Wang Yi, wanting to perish together with Wang Yi. Wang Yi pulled out the sword at his waist and stabbed the Yang guy's throat. Blood spurted out from the throat like a fountain and sprinkled on Wang Yi's body and the ground, dying the surroundings red.
Wang Yi extinguished the fire on the Yang guy's body and touched the bag tied to the Yang guy's waist. If he wasn't mistaken, this was the so-called storage bag. Wang Yi followed the instructions of the < Cultivator's Beginner's Handbook > and erased the person surnamed Yang's Divine Sense. However, since the person surnamed Yang was already dead, his Divine Sense had also dissipated. Wang Yi directly sent his Divine Sense into the storage bag and opened it. A book with a yellow cover, more than twenty Spirit Stones, some pills, and a Little Sword appeared in front of him.
Wang Yi put his hand on the Spirit Stones and a pure Spirit Qi passed through his hand to every inch of his skin. "If I absorb all of this Spirit Qi, I'll be able to level up again." Wang Yi was extremely happy and started to refine the Spirit Qi. However, the Spirit Qi went one round in his body and filled up the empty Spirit Qi in his body. Then it slipped out without leaving a trace behind.
Spirit Stones were the carriers of Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth. It was like a Storage Bag, but it stored Spirit Qi and the cultivator's body was also the carrier of Spirit Qi. In a sense, the two belonged to the same level. Just like between cultivators, cultivators could absorb other cultivators' Spirit Qi to recover their strength. However, they couldn't use it to break through and level up. This was not allowed by the laws of Heaven and Earth. Of course, evil cultivators, demonic cultivators, and some vicious and overbearing techniques were exceptions. After thinking about this, Wang Yi could only give up on the idea of using Spirit Stones to cultivate and focus on the book.
The cover of the book was a bit shabby and gave off an ancient feeling. It should have some history. Gently flipping the cover, Wang Yi saw a row of introduction: I am the first Nascent Soul of the Heavenly Pill Pavilion, Xiao Hongchen, known as the Pill God. During the battle with the demonic cultivators, I was besieged by three Nascent Soul cultivators and my physical body was destroyed. My Nascent Soul escaped and finally came to a cave. I knew that my time was up and I was powerless. In this life, there was no one who could pass on my alchemy techniques. I don't want my life's work to be lost with me. Therefore, I wrote this book before my death. I hope that the fated person can inherit my alchemy techniques.
"Good stuff!" This was Wang Yi's first thought after reading the book. Pill God, it sounded awesome. If he could learn his alchemy techniques, wouldn't he be another Pill God? Wang Yi carefully stroked the book and had an idea in his mind. He would rely on this book to make money in the future.
He looked at the Little Sword again. "Could it be a Spirit Tool?" While muttering, he picked up the Little Sword. It really was a Spirit Tool. He didn't expect that killing a person would give him so many good things. Wang Yi channeled his Spirit Qi into the Little Sword, but it didn't move. "It seems that Shura's memory was correct. I can't control a Spirit Tool before I reach the third layer of Qi Refining."
He put away the storage bag and hung it on his waist. He didn't expect this storage bag to be so useful. There were so many things inside, but he didn't feel any weight. This was only natural. If they could still feel the weight, then what was the point of having a storage pouch?
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