Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Text Chapter 8 The Misty Forest

“Very strong.”

Yang Qi sat on the ground with a serious expression.

His right hand has now swollen. If the man had a little more power just now, his hand bone might have cracked.

"Is anyone trying to kill you?"

Shi Changtian's voice rang in his mind.

Yang Qi's voice was cold: "Of course."

He held the black cloth in his hand tightly, and the water dripped from above.

"The man in black just now is at least the ninth level of the Mortal Realm. If I hadn't been injured by my Yin hand and were worried that other people from the Earth Spirit Sect would have discovered that he would not have to spend much effort to kill a person in the Fourth level of the Mortal Realm."

Of course, the fourth level of ordinary realm in his words does not include himself.

"If you can call a strong man at the ninth level of the mortal realm, the person behind the scenes must be a strong man who escapes from the mortal realm."

Yang Qi sneered: "Sun Xing, I didn't expect that you would be so ruthless for your own reputation!"

This afternoon, he noticed something was wrong. The six people who died were discussed everywhere in the outer gate area, Zhang Li, Wang Qiang, Huang Haibing, Li Shuangshuang, etc., all of these six people have one common characteristic, they are all roommates when Yang Qi was in the mine.

Yang Qi knew that Sun Xing was preparing to silence him.

Sun Xing and Guo Yue were under the name of extreme glory, which was to break the formation of the Five Poison Sects, save the mine while saving all of them. Many of them were extremely grateful to them, including inner disciples.

At that time, there were nine people in the mine. In addition to Sun Xing and Guo Yue, there were Yang Qi and his six roommates. Nine of them were people who knew the real situation. In this case, Sun Xing must not make any mistakes in his name, so he became interested in killing.

Yang Qi put down the black cloth in his hand and smiled sarcastically: "It's a pity that I survived."

Yang Qi kept leaning on his body just to cover up the wet black cloth.

He had never been asleep. This black cloth was originally just a preparation just in case, but he didn't expect it to come in handy. I have to thank those outer disciples for their discussion, which made Yang Qi alert.

As long as you block the damp cloth from your nose and breathe, the effect of this scented fragrance will be greatly reduced.

In his team in his previous life, there was a killer who was proficient in assassination. He was naturally familiar with this method of killing people silently. Even the method of the man in black just now seemed quite pediatric in Yang Qi's eyes. Of course, this is also the easiest way to kill people.

"I'm pretty flexible."

Shi Changtian praised him with a rare word, and then asked, "What are you going to do?"

Yang Qi's face was gloomy and his eyes were changing.

He didn't speak, but left the room directly.

An hour later, Yang Qi returned to the room, and his face became even more gloomy at this time.

"No wonder I haven't heard any news from an inner disciple these days. It turns out that a year later is the time for Canglan College to recruit students."

Yang Qi frowned, and felt anxious for the first time.

Canglan Academy, one of the four major academies in the Nanxuan Domain, is one of the strongest academies that the entire Nanxuan Domain Sect yearns. Canglan Academy recruits students every three years, and the genius disciples of all major sects are working hard to become students of Canglan Academy. It is only one year before the next Canglan Academy recruitment. Now the inner disciples of Diling Sect are all madly improving themselves to prepare to deal with the cruel assessment of Canglan Academy.

"At this time, you still have the intention to kill me..."

Yang Qi's eyes were cold and he had already placed Sun Xing on the list of kills.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Sir, do you still count on your words?"

Shi Changtian raised his voice: "You mean..."

Yang Qi stood up and said solemnly: "I want to worship you as your teacher!"

Shi Changtian's voice was a little happy: "Why?"

"I want to become stronger, and I need to become stronger quickly! The strength of me alone is not enough."

Yang Qi was desperate to become stronger at this time because his enemies were far stronger than him. Huang Cheng was in the breakthrough period. Once he broke through, he was a strong man from the mortal realm, far from being able to fight against Yang Qi. Sun Xing had long been a strong man from the mortal realm. If he wanted to kill Yang Qi, he was only in the middle of his hand.

In addition, it is because of Canglan College.

As one of the four major academies, Canglan Academy is the top force in the Nanxuan Domain. If Yang Qi wants to become stronger faster, then Canglan Academy is the best stepping stone. But if you want to enter Canglan Academy, Yang Qi's current strength is still far behind.

Shi Changtian laughed: "Okay, I like your attitude. The way of cultivation is to fight for your life. You have to fight for any opportunity to become stronger!"

Then he solemnly said, "Since that's the case, we both will forget everything we have done. From now on, I will do my best to help you grow until you stand on the top of the world!"

Yang Qi's forehead was first-handed, and the treasure pot gently fell on the table.

Then Yang Qi knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times to Shi Changtian in the treasure pot: "Advisor Yang Qi, pay homage to Master!"

Shi Changtian smiled happily: "Okay! Good disciple!"

Yang Qi called out to the treasure pot and said softly: "Brother Bao pot, let's discuss it and release the master?"

The treasure pot shines slightly, and there is an illusory figure in front of Yang Qi.

"teacher!"

Yang Qi was happy and saluted respectfully.

Shi Changtian moved his body and smacked his lips: "I suddenly came out, and I was still a little uncomfortable."

Then he looked at Yang Qi with a smile: "I didn't expect that I could still accept a Wanhua Immortal Body as a disciple in my life."

Yang Qi looked at Shi Changtian's illusory body and smiled and said, "I didn't expect to worship a 'ghost' as his master."

Shi Changtian raised his eyebrows: "How can those wandering ghosts compare to being teachers!"

Yang Qi nodded repeatedly: "Of course!"

Shi Changtian looked at Yang Qi and pondered for a moment: "Since you are my disciple, then I, the master, naturally, will give you some small gifts."

His eyes changed, as if he was searching for something. After a full stick of incense, he raised his head.

The illusory right hand tapped Yang Qi's forehead, and a stream of information entered Yang Qi's mind.

As Shi Changtian withdrew his right hand, Yang Qi's eyes gradually lit up.

"The yellow-grade intermediate martial art "Dielang Palm" has endless palms, and when it is completed, it is like a real huge wave."

He said happily: "Thank you, teacher!"

Both martial arts and martial arts are divided into grades, from low to high, they are ordinary, yellow, mysterious, earth, heaven, and immortals. Each grade is divided into four levels: low, intermediate, advanced, and perfect.

The entire Di Ling Sect could not produce a few yellow martial arts books, so Yang Qi was naturally very excited.

"The "Dielang Palm" is the lowest-level martial art that a teacher can find. Now you have to spend more time practicing it successfully."

Shi Changtian looked at the excitement on Yang Qi's face and couldn't help but tremble his eyebrows. When did his disciples get yellow martial arts?

Yang Qi nodded fiercely: "I will completely master "Die Wave Palm".

Shi Changtian said lightly: "If you want to truly master martial arts, even the lowest-level martial arts require actual combat."

Yang Qi naturally knew this truth: "I will go to the bronze man gate more."

Shi Changtian shook his head, "Only in a truly desperate battle can your strength improve as quickly as possible."

"What does the teacher mean?"

"Misty Forest."

......

The second day.

Yang Qi walked towards the door with a bag on his back. Today, he will head to the Mist Forest.

"Wait, are you going to go out like this?"

The voice of Changtian in his mind sounded, and Yang Qi stopped.

Shi Changtian finally returned to the treasure pot. This was his own choice, and it was quite good to say that it was inside.

However, this time Shi Changtian discovered that the treasure pot had no restrictions on him, which means that he could enter and exit the treasure pot at will.

Yang Qi was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Shi Changtian looked at the bag behind Yang Qi angrily: "The wealth is not revealed. Although you have no money, if you carry things on your body like this, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Yang Qi scratched his head: "But I don't have a storage ring."

Storage rings are a common object carrying device in the cultivation world, and almost every monk will be equipped with them. Of course, it is difficult for cultivators like Yang Qi who only have the mortal realm to obtain this kind of thing.

"You don't need a storage ring. You really have a treasure mountain but don't know how to use it."

Yang Qi's mind suddenly appeared: "You mean the treasure pot!"

Shi Changtian snorted coldly: "Of course, the Xumi space in the treasure pot is extremely large, so I am in it."

Yang Qi rubbed his hands and said softly: "Brother Baopen..."

Before Yang Qi could finish his words, the package behind him had disappeared. At the same time, there was a scene in front of Yang Qi. There was only one package lying on the ground in the dark space.

Yang Qi was very happy: "Thank you."

Shi Changtian said lightly: "Let's go, your cultivation has officially begun!"

Yang Qi clenched his fist slightly and stepped out of the door.

The mist forest, I'm here.

(Please recommend the new book and collect monthly tickets)
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next