Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World Chapter 142

  Chapter 142 Leaving the Valley of Medicine, the story of super quality! (Please subscribe!)

far away.

  Under a big tree.

  Yang Fang stopped his body, frowned, feeling annoyed.

  There are so many medicinal herbs growing around that creek, but unfortunately only a few dozen were picked in time.

  Thinking of this, his eyes turned cold.

  That man, he is not afraid.

   It is nothing more than a ninth-rank cultivation base. If you fight alone, you can crush the opponent to death with one hand.

  Only that woman made him afraid!

   To cultivate at the tenth rank, you must use the Violent Qi Art.

   But right now, Yang Fang really doesn't want to use the power of the Violent Qi Art anymore.

   Once you fall into weakness here, there may be a life crisis at any time.

   "Forget it, let's leave tomorrow."

  Yang Fang talked to himself, calming down.

  Anyway, I can find almost everything.

  Going deeper into the area, he is not going to go.

  Yang Fang carried the package on his back and left quickly.

   Not long after, I came to the bottom of a towering ancient tree, and entered the tree hole inside it in a flash.

  Yang Fang carefully counted the goods received in the past three days.

  A total of hundreds of various medicinal materials were obtained.

   Among them, there are seven strains of the healing class.

  Twelve strains of the spirit class.

  Others are mixed together, and it is probably possible to make five basalt real kung fu medicinal baths.

  Adding the two left before, now there are seven copies in total.

  He hid in the tree hole and practiced silently.

   Another night passed.

   It was very quiet at night, nothing happened.

  Early next morning.

   After simply eating a roasted rabbit, Yang Fang pulled out four packages from the tree hole, got out of the tree hole, jumped lightly, and rushed towards the entrance.

   This place is already considered deep.

  The entrance of Medicine King Valley is at least tens of miles away from here.

  Yang Fang didn't stop for a moment, and ran towards the east side.

   In the blink of an eye, six or seven miles have passed.

  Suddenly, his wind law detected the violent movement coming from ahead, his heart froze, and he stopped quickly.

   Someone is fighting?

  He hesitated, and after a short struggle, he immediately climbed up a towering tree not far away and looked into the distance.

  Chi Chi Chi Chi.

  Bursts of intense cold air suddenly burst out in front of him, surging like a vast white mist, rushing towards the surroundings in patches, even if Yang Fang was far away, he could feel the bursts of freezing cold.

   "It's a monster!"

   Someone is fighting a monster.

  Boom!

  There was a violent movement, the dense forest in front was shaking rapidly, and the terrible cold erupted even more fiercely, and many fallen leaves were smoked and fell quickly, flying all over the sky.

   Soon, Yang Fang finally saw the appearance of the monster.

  It was an extremely huge white spider, covered with thick tentacles all over its body, each thick tentacles were as thick as an adult's waist, four or five meters high.

  It rushed madly in the dense forest, spewing out slices of terrible cold air continuously from its mouth, making a chirping sound, causing the forests, rocks, and springs in all directions to freeze rapidly.

  Facing the white spider, there were four figures fleeing in embarrassment.

  Yang Fang narrowed his eyes, and quickly saw the four figures clearly.

   It was the tenth-rank female group of four that he met yesterday.

   It's just that at this moment, they no longer have the high spirits of yesterday.

  The four figures are all running for their lives in a panic.

  The terrible cold air hit them, making their faces turn pale, and the weapons in their hands were sealed with frost.

   What's more important is that in this terrible cold, white spider threads appeared from time to time, attacking the four figures, causing them to dodge in embarrassment.

   "The information is wrong, let's go!"

  The woman headed by Qing shouted.

   It's just that the white spider didn't seem willing to let them go at all, its eyes were red, and its huge tentacles rushed out quickly, rushing towards the group of four women.

  Yang watched for a long time in the dark.

   Didn't feel relieved until they left completely.

   "Is this group of four fighting monsters?"

  He quickly shook his head slightly and was about to leave.

  But suddenly, Yang Fang frowned, turned around, and looked in another direction.

  I saw a cliff on the right.

   A group of figures are looking towards this side.

   Among them, the eyes of several figures fell on him impressively, and they kept looking at him.

   There is a person who is even more familiar.

   It was Chen Long that night!

  Yang Fang quickly looked away.

   Chen Long did not die, completely within his expectations.

  Because all the way forward from his own cave is a shallow swamp, as long as Chen Long is not stupid, he can escape into the swamp, find a place to hide, and naturally survive.

  Why do you have to do it yourself?

   This is the best ending for both parties!

  Yang Fang stretched his body, left this place directly, and rushed towards the eastern region.

   "Brother Han, that's him!"

  Chen Long's eyes were cold, pointing at Yang Fang.

   "This person has such a keen spiritual sense, he knows that we are spying on him from such a distance!"

  The young man headed by the face moved slightly, feeling dignified, suddenly shook his head lightly, and said, "Brother Chen, with all due respect, this person's strength is probably not low, it's best not to be an enemy rashly!"

   "This person buys and sells by force first, and sees death as the last to save him. Is this kind of person still allowed to live freely?"

   Chen Long looked resentful, and said, "Let this kind of people live, and more people like me will suffer!"

   "Brother Han, I think what Chen Long said makes sense!"

  The woman next to her made a clear voice like a lark.

The young man in charge looked helpless, and said, "Of course I know what he said is reasonable, but with our current strength, forcibly fighting this person will only make us passive. Brother Chen, don't worry, after we leave the Valley of the Medicine King, we will Naturally, I will contact the organization to seek justice for you!"

   "Thank you, Brother Han!"

   Chen Long said gratefully.

   people, often like this.

   Once you fall into a certain extreme, you just feel that the whole world is wrong.

   Flying all the way.

  The smell of blood is very strong, and there are traces of destruction in all directions.

  Where the huge white spider passed, a thick layer of frost was left on the ground.

  There are seven or eight corpses here.

  Yang Fang quickly searched the corpses, found a lot of silver and medicinal materials, picked up a good-looking black long sword, and left the place directly.

  However, just as Yang Fang was not far away, suddenly, his body stopped again, showing a startled expression.

   I saw a large piece of destroyed woodland not far ahead.

  The broken forest trees piled up together, simply forming a huge nest.

   Around the nest, seven or eight broken eggs were scattered.

  Each one is as big as an adult's head.

  The translucent egg whites flowed on the ground, containing an unspeakable coldness, forming a layer of frost on the ground.

   "Is this the egg of that white spider?"

  Yang Fang was moved.

   No wonder the white spider is so mad.

  The group of four mysterious women actually smashed the eggs of this white spider?

  Yang Fang observed carefully.

  I saw around these broken eggshells, and many human corpses, all of which had just died.

  Yang Fang searched around these people again.

   A moment later, just as he was about to walk away, he suddenly paused and looked at the translucent liquid on the ground again.

   Some egg whites have not completely flowed to the ground, and are still in the egg shell.

   "I wonder if these egg whites can be taken?"

  Yang Fang came up with a bold idea.

  But soon he abandoned this bold idea, shook his head again and again, and left quickly.

  There are too many unknown things in this world.

   It is better not to take risks.

  If there is a severe poison, wouldn't it be that he didn't even know how to die?

   At dusk.

  Yang Fang made several detours, asked someone to inquire, and finally came to the easternmost area.

  It was the same as what Chen Feng said that night.

  A vast and dense mist lay firmly in front of it, a vast expanse of whiteness, seemingly boundless, under the reflection of the setting sun, the tiny mist droplets glowed with unspeakable luster.

  Yang Fang frowned, and walked along this white and foggy area.

   A long time has passed.

  Finally, before the sun was about to set, a vague passage was discovered.

  At this moment, this channel is extremely inconspicuous under the weak light.

  Looking at it, the inside is pitch black, the mist billows, and it is extremely deep.

   "It seems that we can only leave tomorrow morning."

  Yang Fang talked to himself.

  Although the channel is not closed, but the sun sets, invisible will affect the line of sight, if you get lost in it, it will be a big trouble.

  Yang Fang looked around and began to look around for a place to stay.

  Suddenly.

  He heard a slight movement again.

  I saw a pure white figure rushing towards the area behind him. His qinggong was exceptionally superb. His feet landed on the tree trunk, and every time he popped up, he could rush tens of meters away in an instant.

   After flashing several times in succession, Yang Fang finally saw the opponent's face clearly.

   This is a monk.

  Wearing a moon-white monk's robe, he doesn't seem to be very old, and there is a sense of detachment on his body.

  Although the opponent's monk robe was stained with scarlet blood, it still did not affect the opponent's unique temperament.

  The monk seemed to have noticed Yang Fang, slightly surprised, and rushed towards this side quickly.

   "Amitabha!"

  The monk raised one hand and said, "The poor monk's name is the real one. I don't know who the benefactor is?"

   "Yang below!"

  Yang Fang introduced himself, not feeling any malice from the monk, and said, "The master is also here to pick medicinal materials?"

   "Where do you dare to say that picking medicinal materials is just to try your luck."

  Monk Zhenben gave a wry smile. Obviously, the harvest was not good. His eyes suddenly fell on the four packages on Yang Fang, and he said with emotion, "It seems that the benefactor's trip was not in vain!"

   "Master, you are welcome. In fact, I didn't find a few plants. They are just some other goods!"

  Yang Fang responded, several packages shook slightly, and there was a crisp sound of clattering inside.

  Monk Zhenben was slightly taken aback.

   Is it really not a medicinal material?

  He thought that the other party's four packages were all medicinal materials.

   "The benefactor came to the exit so early, does this mean he wants to leave?"

  The monk Zhenben took the initiative to chat.

   "Yes, this place is too dangerous, there are killings every day. To me, it is really not a peaceful place, so I plan to leave tomorrow morning."

  Yang Fang responded, "Where is Master? Why did you come out so early?"

   "The poor monk, like the benefactor, is preparing to leave tomorrow."

  Monk Zhenben sighed slightly, and said, "There is no peace in the Valley of the Medicine King. For some medicinal materials, the masters of all major forces suffered heavy casualties. The poor monk really can't bear to watch it any longer."

   "Could it be that all the major forces in Bai Zeyu have come?"

  Yang Fang asked suspiciously, "Are there any super strong people coming?"

   "That's not true."

  Monk Zhenben shook his head lightly, and said, "Super-grade powerhouse Shenlong sees the head but not the tail, how could he come forward in person for such a trivial matter, besides, after reaching the super-grade level, there is no need for such medicinal materials at all."

"no need?"

  Yang Fang was puzzled and wanted to know more about Chaopin.

   "Yes, the reason why super-level powerhouses are called super-level is not only because of their strength, but because their entire life level has changed."

  Monk Zhenben introduced, "However, it is difficult to break through from the tenth rank to the super rank, it is too difficult."

  He sighed again and again, "The poor monk knows many friends, and some of them have even been stuck in the tenth-rank realm for decades without making any progress."

   "Why?"

  Yang Fang asked.

"After reaching the peak of the tenth rank, the human body is already immune to most of the medicines. If you want to break through, you can only rely on something called [Tianjing Chalcedony]. It's just that this kind of thing is extremely rare. It has been firmly monopolized by the major forces, and it will not be released easily. Not to mention that outsiders cannot get it, even the geniuses of the major forces can hardly get it!

Just like the few wizards of the Heavenly Dao League and Lieyan Gang, they have broken through to the peak of the tenth rank for more than half a year, but they have not been able to get [Tianjing Chalcedony] so far, and if they accidentally offend the elders in the sect, then It is estimated that it will be impossible to get 【Heavenly Essence Chalcedony】for the rest of his life. "

  The monk Zhenben explained.

"so serious?"

  Yang felt relieved.

  Power Monopoly!

   This is even more serious than Bailuo City!

  Bai Luocheng's spiritual-level mentality is extremely hard to find.

   But in Bai Zeyu, spiritual level mentality is not difficult.

   The most difficult thing is [Tianjing Chalcedony].

  Those big forces are high above, and no outsiders who can threaten them are allowed to appear, so [Tianjing Chalcedony] is firmly controlled. In this way, the only way to break through is to join them.

   "Which faction will it be easier to get this item?"

  Yang Fang asked.

   "It's not easy."

The monk Zhenben shook his head lightly, and pondered, "But it's not absolute. Like Shenwuzong and Miexie League, it should be slightly better. Shenwuzong has been passed down for more than 800 years, and there are many masters. The [Tianjing Chalcedony] mastered in it There must be a lot of them, so the chances of getting them will be even greater, and the Miexie Alliance has deep roots, and its influence covers several large domains, so there should be a lot of [Heavenly Essence Chalcedony] in it."

   "Shenwuzong"

  Yang Fang murmured to himself, automatically ruling out the Miexie League.

   Now it seems that he can only look at Shenwuzong first.

   "By the way, why is the Celestial Essence Chalcedony so rare? Could it be that it cannot be obtained from other places?"

  Yang Fang asked.

   "How can things that are born in nature and things raised in the earth be so easily obtained?"

  Monk Zhenben smiled wryly, "The poor monk doesn't even know where this product is abundant."

Too.

  Yang Fang understood.

  If it is so easy to know, then why is this item so scarce.

   Next, the two continued to talk about other things.

   It wasn't until the night was getting dark that the two rested separately.

  The next morning.

  The white mist rolled.

  A white passage that was so narrow that only one person could pass through appeared in the vast white mist, and it was extremely conspicuous under the sunlight.

  Yang Fang carried four huge packages on his back and looked towards the passage.

  The monk in white also fell slightly to one side.

   "Donor, please!"

   "Master, you are welcome, please first!"

   Yang Fang said.

  The two walked towards the passage one after the other.

  White mist surged.

  The channel is long.

   There were bursts of cool breath coming from both sides.

   After walking for nearly four or five miles, Yang Fang finally walked out of this white mist area.

  Big swaths of fresh air blowing in from the outside.

  Yang Fang turned his head to look, his heart darkened.

   Fortunately, I didn't take advantage of the night to leave last night.

   Otherwise, if you are a little careless, you will really get lost in it.

   It was four or five miles deep

   "Benefactor, the poor monk has important things to do next. If you rest, there is an abandoned village not far ahead, where you can temporarily settle down!"

  Monk Zhenben walked forward, clasping his hands together.

   "Master please!"

  Yang Fang cupped his hands.

  Monk Zhenben nodded slightly and left the place.

  Next, Yang Fang didn't wait much, and rushed all the way to the direction guided by the monk Zhenben.

   not long.

  A dilapidated small village appeared in front of Yang Fang.

  The small village has only dozens of buildings, which are crooked.

   All are earth embryo walls made of soil mixed with grass.

   It can be seen that no one has lived in the village for a long time.

  Cobwebs, broken leaves, dust everywhere.

  Yang Fang carried the package on his back, walked here, found the biggest house, and settled down.

   Next, he is not going to continue on his way.

   Let's practice for a while here before we talk about it.

  Use up all the medicinal materials in the medicinal bath, and then rush to the nearby city.

  He found a large tank from the yard, pushed it into the room, and started to boil water.

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