Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Chapter 37: Herb Picking, Wild Boar King and Cultivation.

The sun was high in the sky, and Yi Chen slowly opened his eyes until the sun was shining on his buttocks.

He slept very comfortably, and his body and mind were greatly relaxed. The weakness caused by the anode transformation also disappeared completely.

This made Yi Chen feel stronger.

"I don't know who has a greater chance of winning if I fight with the master mentioned by the white-haired old ghost now." Yi Chen suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

"If the mysterious master is not a human but an evil spirit, it should be worth a lot of deep red points."

With a sharp weapon in hand, the killing intention arises.

This is a different time.

With the Dragon Slaying Sword and the seventh level of Pure Yang True Art, his heart has been a little swollen. If he was still at the sixth level of Pure Yang True Art at this time, he would definitely be nervous.

But the seventh level of Pure Yang True Art not only increased his four-dimensional data on paper by a large margin, but also greatly improved the purity of his internal energy and the speed of his recovery, which made his mentality change a little bit.

The eagle dared to stand on the branch growing on the edge of the cliff, not because it believed that the branch was hard, but because it believed that its wings were hard.

Even if the branch broke, with the eagle's strength, it could fly away by flapping its wings.

Yi Chen is now in this state of mind.

You should know that the Soul Burning Transformation can increase his current strength by five times at most. Although the cost is huge, it also further improves his ability to bear risks.

He is extremely eager for the deep red point.

Now his internal energy is deep purple. If he takes another step forward, I don't know what kind of world it will be.

A mortal body, shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Jishi, the old Taoist priest? Hehehe.

Floating, floating.

I am afraid that I can't reach the realm of the old Taoist priest even if I take two more steps.

The road is long and arduous, and I will seek up and down.

Yi Chen concentrated his thoughts to kill his unrealistic fantasies. He had to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time.

First set a small goal, to dismantle the underworld.

After breakfast, Yi Chen, as usual, prepared a set of prisoner fitness for himself.

What he regretted was that since Xiao Chun Yang Gong broke through to the seventh level, his physique had become so strong that it was unimaginable for ordinary people. This method could no longer stimulate the body to produce source points.

"It doesn't seem to work this way. Are we going to fry fish again today?" The source point is one of the ways to become stronger stably, and Yi Chen is particularly concerned about it, but frying fish is also a nightmare memory for him. Now when he thinks of that memory, his mouth twitches.

He was able to hold on, all thanks to his will to survive and become stronger and his hatred for the underworld.

"Let's give ourselves a half-day off. After all, people are not machines. Relaxation and tension are the way of civil and martial arts."

"Why not go to the mountains today and pick some herbs for my junior brother to replenish qi and blood? It would be even better if we could hunt some game."

Riding a bicycle to the bar, saving what should be saved and spending what should be spent.

Yi Chen is also a man of few days. Although he had received a large amount of silver notes before, the economic pressure was not as great as before, but he had spent nearly three hundred taels on purchasing materials before. It was better not to spend it recklessly.

He then set his sights on Zhuilong Mountain.

Yinlong Temple is located at the foot of Zhuilong Mountain, towering and majestic. There are countless birds and beasts on the mountain, and the altitude is more than a thousand meters. It might be a good idea to carry a load to climb the mountain to hunt and collect herbs.

"Junior brother, I'll go around the mountain and see if there are any wild game and wild ginseng to bring back for you to replenish." Yi Chen walked into the hall and greeted Qing Yunzi before turning away.

Qing Yunzi is still in the stage of refining essence into qi, and needs a lot of meat to replenish himself. Although the county lord sponsored a few good medicines, they were only enough for a few bites.

Those few medicinal herbs can speed up the practice, but not much.

Obviously, eating more meat and taking some soup medicine to replenish blood and qi is more suitable for the physique of the poor baby.

Holding the homemade 'barbell' made of a stone mill, Yi Chen trotted all the way to Zhuilong Mountain under the gaze of Qingfeng and Mingyue.

"Second Senior Brother, how come Senior Brother is so much stronger than before? His arm is thicker than my waist." Qingfeng pulled Qingyunzi, who was meditating and refining Qi in the front hall, and made an exaggerated gesture with his hand.

Qingyunzi smiled and hit Qingfeng on the head with a slap, "Why are you arranging Senior Brother instead of concentrating on chanting?"

Mingyue chuckled with gloating when she saw Qingfeng being beaten, and immediately sat up straight like a little adult when she was glanced at by Qingyunzi.

As long as it is not the first or fifteenth day of each month, there are usually few pilgrims entering the Taoist temple or temple to worship the gods, so there is no need to receive pilgrims.

Qingyunzi glanced at the two junior brothers and cast his eyes on the back of Yi Chen in the distance.

"No matter what secrets Senior Brother has, as long as you are still my senior brother, it's enough." Qingyunzi muttered to himself, then smiled and continued to practice.

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Carrying a barbell made of a stone mill, Yi Chen trotted up the Falling Dragon Mountain, madly squeezing out his physical strength.

Halfway along the way, if he saw a suitable herb for replenishing blood and qi, he would stop to pick it and put it in his backpack.

Unfortunately, he didn't see any medium or large wild animals along the way. Only a small gray rabbit and a pheasant jumped in front of him. They were less than three or two pieces of meat. Yi Chen didn't chase them because he didn't want to bother. He generously let them go and let them escape.

"Hoo hoo."

Half an hour later, on the edge of a cliff halfway up the mountain, Yi Chen put down the heavy barbell and his breathing became noticeably heavier.

Using weight-bearing mountain climbing to stimulate the body still has a certain effect. It is definitely not as good as the method of frying fish, but at least it is effective, but unfortunately it is still not as good as Yi Chen expected.

If there was no underworld threatening him above his head, he might choose this method of exercise, but it was obviously not suitable now.

too slow.

Just as Yi Chen stretched his body towards the sun, suddenly a faint cry for help came from the distant breeze, which caught his attention.

"Help, is there anyone?"

"Help, the wild boar is going to eat people."

This cry for help made Yi Chen stop his movements immediately.

"Is there a situation?"

"Wild boar?"

Keyword get, Yi Chen suddenly became energetic. However, once he was bitten by a snake and was afraid of well ropes for ten years, he still used the Yin Yang Cave Divine Eye Technique and scanned the surrounding environment vigilantly, but found nothing. What traces of yin energy.

He then followed the direction of the sound as lightly as a civet cat.

When he was near the source of the sound, Yi Chen climbed up a thicker tree and saw a young girl dressed as a medicine farmer hiding in a big tree about the size of a person's arms, shivering and shouting for help.

Under the big tree, a super-large wild boar nearly three meters long was hitting the trunk of the tree relentlessly, as if the young girl on the tree had killed its whole family. Its eyes were scarlet, and the leaves on the big tree fell rustlingly after it hit it.

"What a big wild boar."

"He is the king of wild boars in this area. How big a pot does it take to stew it?"

"It is destined to my Hidden Dragon Temple."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yi Chen couldn't help but be slightly amazed.

This wild boar is nearly three meters long. The mane on its back explodes like steel needles and stands upright toward the sky. Its whole body is covered with thick resin like armor.

As the wild boar continued to hit, sawdust was flying around the trunk of the big tree, which was already on the verge of collapse. The young girl on the tree was so anxious that she almost cried.

If she had known that the big wild boar was nearby, she wouldn't have poisoned those little wild boars...

The Wild Boar King had white gas coming out of his nostrils, and his hind hooves kept digging at the ground. He was about to make a fatal charge on the big tree in front of him. The young girl on the tree had a look of despair in her eyes.

The crazy wild boar is even a ferocious tiger in the forest. It seems that she will be doomed today.

She is not married yet. I heard from Mrs. Wang from the same village that she is very happy with her... What a pity.

Just when the girl had closed her eyes and was preparing to face the judgment of her fate, a thunderous roar resounded through the entire forest.

"That wild boar, let that girl go!"

A tall figure and a few rabbits descended from the sky, blocking the way of the Wild Boar King's charge.

There was a muffled bang.

A pair of big hands pressed firmly on the head of the charging Wild Boar King, stopping the charging momentum of the wild boar.

The girl dressed as a medicine farmer, who hadn't seen the big tree fall down for a long time, opened her closed eyes and opened her lips wide. The scene in front of her was simply unbelievable.

A man as strong as a bear fell from the sky, holding down the Wild Boar King's head with one hand, and using his other hand to draw a bow from left to right, he slapped the Wild Boar King on the big face with a palm like a cattail leaf fan.

The wild boar queen clawed at the dirt with its hooves and roared angrily, but to no avail. It was unable to resist Yi Chen's enhanced strength.

After strengthening several times, Yi Chen now has nearly ten thousand kilograms of energy in his arms. The inner energy of the Pure Yang True Gong is originally tempered from his own blood, so the masters who practice the Little Pure Yang Gong are all tall, such as Yi Chen's The same goes for Master Bai Yunzi.

Yi Chen, who has practiced Xiao Chunyang Kung Fu to the seventh level, is even more terrifying.

"Want to wrestle with Pindao? You're too young." Yi Chen couldn't help but mocked as he looked at the Wild Boar King who was still digging in the soil to resist.

Then he struck the Wild Boar King hard on the head with a powerful and heavy elbow, causing the Wild Boar King to lie down on the spot.

Click.

There was a heartbreaking sound of bone cracking, and the Wild Boar King's eyes almost bulged out. Yi Chen clapped his hands and kicked him on the head. The Wild Boar King's heavy body slid along the ground for more than ten meters. Finally, it broke several forest trees and then stopped.

With a tilt of his neck, he ascended directly to the sky.

This scene made the young girl in the tree tremble with emotion.

My God, this body...

"Girl, come down."

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A few minutes later, Yi Chen carried a medicine basket on his back, a homemade barbell in his left hand, and a wild boar king weighing more than a thousand kilograms on his right shoulder, and went down the mountain in a hurry.

The medicine basket was naturally a thank you gift given to him by the woman who collected medicine from the tree, saying that it was a medicine that replenishes qi and blood.

After a few minutes of conversation, Yi Chen finally figured out the reason for the wild boar's madness. It turned out that the woman collecting herbs on the tree was named Chun Ya, and she was a female collecting medicine from the nearby town of Rolling Stone.

She went up the mountain to collect medicine today and saw a nest of young wild boars. She was so happy to see the hunter that she had collected. She directly applied the juice of the heartbroken grass she collected to the corn she brought with her and fed it to the young wild boars.

A few minutes later, the wild boar king wandering nearby came back and saw all his cubs lying on the floor. He also saw the herb-gathering girl who was about to pick up the corpses, and his eyes turned red.

After listening to the herb picking girl explain the process, Yi Chen was speechless for a while. These girls are real tigers, bold and careful, daring to think and do.

When Yi Chen returned to the Taoist temple, it was almost noon, and Yi Chen handed the medicine basket to Qing Yunzi.

"Junior brother, there are some medicinal materials in the basket that can replenish qi and blood. You can make a decoction and drink it yourself."

Qingyunzi took a look at the medicine basket and his face suddenly froze.

"Senior brother..."

"Is there a problem?"

"a little bit."

"explain."

"It is true that this medicinal material is for replenishing qi and blood, but it seems to be a medicinal material for replenishing qi and blood to regulate a woman's body after menstruation." Qingyunzi said weakly.

"Ah...ah? That's a great supplement. It's just right for you to take during the stage of refining your energy. Don't waste it."

Qingyunzi was speechless and walked towards the kitchen with a constipated expression on his face. He secretly swore in his heart that even if he, Qingyunzi, was hindered in his cultivation and died of depletion of qi and blood during the refining stage, he would not drink this stuff.

In the afternoon, Yi Chen processed the whole wild boar, marinated it, and then got back into the business of frying fish.

Don't give up day and night.

Yi Daochang's muscles are all earned through sweat.

Qingfeng, on the other hand, hides away like a dog to watch the senior brother frying fish, just like some people who get drunk while watching a donkey's hooves being repaired.

It is worth mentioning that.

Tonight, Yinlong Temple will not eat fish.