Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 37: Herb Collection, Wild Boar King and Cultivation.
It was three o'clock in the day, and it wasn't until the sun was shining on his buttocks that Yi Chen leisurely opened his eyes.

He slept extremely comfortably this time, feeling greatly relaxed physically and mentally, and the weakness caused by the anode transformation completely disappeared.

This made Yi Chen feel more energetic.

"I wonder who has a greater chance of winning in a fight between me and the master that the white-haired old ghost said." Yi Chen suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

"If the mysterious lord is not a human but an evil spirit, he should be worth a lot of crimson dots."

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

This moment, that moment.

Sitting on the Dragon Slaying Sword and the seventh-level Pure Yang True Skill, his heart is already a little swollen. If he is still at the sixth level of Pure Yang True Skill at this time, then he must be uneasy in his heart.

However, the seventh-level Pure Yang True Skill not only increased his four-dimensional data on paper by a large margin, but also greatly improved the purity of his inner energy and the speed of returning energy, which caused a slight change in his mentality. The change.

The eagle dares to stand on the branches growing on the edge of the cliff, not because it believes that the branches are strong, but because it believes that its own wings are strong.

Even if the branch is broken, with the strength of an eagle, it can fly away by flapping its wings.

Yi Chen is almost in this state of mind now.

You must know that the Burning Soul Transformation can increase his current strength by up to five times. Although the price is huge, it also further improves his ability to take risks.

He desperately longed for the crimson dot.

His internal energy is deep purple now. If he takes one more step forward, I don't know what kind of world he will be in.

A mortal body, comparable to Zhang Jishi, the Heavenly Master?Jie Jie Jie.

Gone, Gone.

I'm afraid that if I take two more steps, I won't be able to reach the realm of the Heavenly Master.

The road is long and far away, and I will search up and down.

Yi Chen gathered his thoughts and extinguished his unrealistic fantasies. He had to eat his food one bite at a time and walk the road step by step.

Set a small goal first and tear down the underworld.

After eating breakfast, Yi Chen followed his usual routine and performed a set of prisoner's exercises for himself.

What makes him regretful is that since Xiao Chunyang Gong broke through to the seventh level, his body has become stronger to an extent that ordinary people can't imagine. In this way, it is completely unable to stimulate the body to generate source points.

"This doesn't look good. Could it be that we are 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 like a nightmare to him. Memory, now that he recalled that memory, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Being able to persevere depends entirely on the will to survive and become stronger and the hatred for the underworld.

"It's better to give yourself a half-day holiday. After all, people are not machines. Relaxation is the way of civility and martial arts."

"Why don't we go for a walk in the mountains today and collect some medicinal materials to replenish Qi and blood for our junior brother? It would be better if we could catch some game."

Ride a bicycle to the bar, spend the money in the province.

Yi Chen is also a living person. Although he received a large sum of money in cash and the financial pressure is not as great as before, he also spent a small 300 taels on purchasing supplies. It is better not to spend it arbitrarily.

He then set his sights on Falling Dragon Mountain.

Yinlong Temple is located at the foot of Shuilong Mountain. It stands tall and majestic. There are countless birds and beasts on the mountain. The altitude is more than a thousand meters high. It may be a good idea to climb the mountain with heavy loads to hunt and collect herbs.

"Junior brother, I'm going to go for a walk in the mountains and see if I can bring back any game and wild ginseng for you to replenish." Yi Chen walked into the main hall and said hello to Qingyunzi before turning around and leaving.

Qingyunzi is still in the cultivation stage of refining Qi and needs a lot of meat for nourishment. Although the county minister sponsored a few good medicines, it is not enough for a few mouthfuls.

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

Obviously, it is more suitable for poor babies to eat more meat and some decoctions that nourish blood and replenish qi.

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

"Second senior brother, senior brother is so much stronger than before. Those arms are thicker than my waist." Qingfeng pulled Qingyunzi who was meditating in the front hall and made exaggerated gestures with his hands.

Qingyunzi smiled and hit Qingfeng on the head with a burst of chestnut, "If you don't concentrate on chanting, what are you doing, senior brother?"

Mingyue giggled happily when she saw Qingfeng being beaten, and immediately sat upright like a grown-up after being glanced at by Qingyunzi.

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

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

"No matter what secrets senior brother has, as long as you are still my senior brother." Qingyunzi murmured to himself, then smiled casually and continued to practice.

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Carrying a homemade barbell made with a stone mill, Yi Chen jogged all the way up the Dragon Mountain, frantically squeezing his own physical strength.

On the way, when he saw suitable herbs for nourishing blood and replenishing qi, he would stop to pick them and put them in his bag.

Unfortunately, he didn't see any medium or large wild animals along the way. There was only a small gray rabbit and a pheasant that jumped in front of him. They didn't even have three ounces of meat. Yi Chen didn't chase them because they thought it was troublesome. He graciously let them go and allowed them to escape disaster.

"Hoohoo."

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 obviously thicker.

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.

"Anything?"

"Wild boar?" Keyword get, Yi Chen suddenly became energetic. However, after being bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of well ropes. He still used the Yin Yang Cave Divine Eye Technique and scanned the surrounding environment vigilantly. , and no traces of Yin Qi were found.

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 boar 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 is true 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 hit the Wild Boar King hard on the head with a powerful and heavy elbow, causing the Wild Boar King to fall down on the spot.

Click.

There was a heart-wrenching 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 with a squeak.

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.

Yi Chen was speechless after listening to the herb picking girl explain the process. 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.

"Brother..."

"Is there a problem?"

"a little bit."

"Say."

"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.

Do not 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.

(End of this chapter)