Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 457 Cultivation is too low
The ferocious ghost finally understood that with his strength restrained, he alone was no match for the Lightning Corpse Ape at all.

That is to say, with this lightning corpse ape around, he would never even think about attacking Zhao Letian.

"Get back!"

Zhao Letian gave a deep drink indifferently.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, the ferocious ghost didn't dare to hesitate any more, and immediately returned to the Ghost King Monument.

After that, Zhao Letian just put away the Thunder Corpse, and walked towards the market ahead.

His current situation is very critical, and he must deal with it as soon as possible before returning to the Canglang Country Post House.

……

In the market, in the guest room of a restaurant.

Zhao Letian sat cross-legged, took a few nourishing elixirs, and drank a few pots of Qi Luo wine, while replenishing the lost essence and blood, while trying to deal with the excess life force in his body.

Time passed quietly.

It was not until the next morning that Zhao Letian solved the hidden danger in his body.

Some of the excess life force was excreted by him outside the body, and the other part was digested and absorbed by him and transformed into his own blood essence.

However, although the crisis of exploding to death was resolved, he did not end his cultivation.

Because, although after a night of meditation and recuperation, the essence and blood in his body recovered a little, but it was far from fully recovered, and he was still very weak. in a hurry to leave.

……

The stars move, the sun rises and sets.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

"Whoosh!"

On this day, a purple figure with a green flame streaked across the sky at an astonishing speed, and flew towards the posthouse of the Canglang Kingdom.

That purple figure is naturally Zhao Letian's spirit beast, the Flame Saber Mantis.

And Zhao Letian himself, with his hands behind his back at this moment, stood calmly on the back of the Flaming Saber Mantis.

After ten days of cultivation, the missing essence and blood in his body have recovered to a large extent, but it is still not fully recovered, his face is still a little pale, and the aura on his body is also a little vacant.

Essence and blood are the foundation of a warrior's physical body. It gathers the essence of a warrior's whole body. It is very important. Once it is lost, it is difficult to recover.

Especially for warriors like Zhao Letian, who have noble bloodlines and strong physical strength, the blood essence in their bodies is also extremely powerful, and the difficulty of recovery is far beyond that of normal warriors.

That is to say, Zhao Letian's net worth is astonishing, and he possesses a large amount of elixir, as well as treasures such as Qiluo wine, so he can recover to the present level in just ten days.

Otherwise, even those warriors with less blood essence would never be able to recover so quickly without so much blood essence.

"Means such as Ghost King Monument and Blood Escape Technique are only heretics after all. Although they can provide me with temporary help, they have to pay a huge price. They must not be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary. Work hard to improve your own cultivation. It's the right way."

On the way back, Zhao Letian's thoughts were racing and he thought to himself.

This trip to Wan Yao Mountain made him feel a lot.

After witnessing the terrifying methods of half-step kings, king-level powerhouses, and even king-level powerhouses with his own eyes, he once again deeply realized what it means to have people beyond people and heaven beyond heaven.

Compared with those strong ones, his mere cultivation at the peak of the Eighth Level of True Martial Arts is really pitifully weak.

If it weren't for the fact that he possessed several powerful trump cards, with his own strength alone, he might have died long ago.

Although it is said that the various hole cards in the hands of warriors can be regarded as part of their own strength, but those things are only external forces after all, and they are not reliable.

Only a martial artist with his own strength and enough strength can be considered a real strong man.

Zhao Letian also hopes that one day, he will be able to rely on his own true strength and look down on the world, not just relying on external help.

However, compared with those martial arts masters, his current cultivation is far behind.

Not to mention king-level powerhouses and monarch-level powerhouses, even Zongwu-level powerhouses are not something he can easily deal with now.

Therefore, in the future, his top priority is to try every means to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

After all, cultivation is the root of martial arts cultivation.

Without cultivation, everything is empty talk.

And as long as the cultivation base is strong enough, even if other methods are slightly weaker, you can directly crush your opponent with your strong cultivation base.

"Today is supposed to be the day for the assessment of Prince Dan's Mansion. I don't know how Jiayin and Cheng Feng are preparing."

Zhao Letian put away his thoughts, and looked ahead at the Canglang Country Post House, which was already in sight.

"Whoosh!"

A moment later, he rode the Flaming Saber Mantis, turned into a streamer, and landed directly in the post house.

After returning to the residence, I saw brother and sister Cheng Jiayin waiting in the living room with anxious expressions on their faces.

For today's assessment, they have been preparing non-stop for ten days, and they are fully confident that they can pass the assessment smoothly.

However, if Zhao Letian does not come back, they will not be able to leave this place.

And if they miss today's assessment, they will have to wait another year.

"Young master, you are finally back!"

Seeing Zhao Letian come in suddenly, Cheng Feng suddenly showed surprise.

"My son, what's the matter with you? Are you all right?"

The thoughtful Cheng Jiayin suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Letian's face, so she asked with concern.

"Young master, are you okay?"

Cheng Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then he also found out that Zhao Letian's situation was different, he couldn't help frowning, and said with concern.

"I'm fine. I kept you waiting for a long time. During this period of time, you must be almost ready, right?"

Zhao Letian shook his head and smiled, and said indifferently.

"Yes son, we have completely mastered the pill on that first-level alchemy formula, which is enough to become a first-level alchemist!"

Cheng Feng said confidently.

"Well, as long as there are no accidents during the assessment, there should be no major problems."

Seeing that Zhao Letian was very calm, Cheng Jiayin also felt relieved, and smiled sweetly.

Although they have successfully refined several first-grade pills, there is always a certain chance of failure in alchemy, so they can't guarantee that they can pass the examination [-]%.

Of course, as long as their luck is not too bad, they should still be able to pass the assessment smoothly.

"Very good. If you can pass this assessment today, I will reward each of you with a first-level pill after you come back."

Zhao Letian smiled lightly and nodded.

To Zhao Letian, a first-class alchemy formula is nothing, it can be said that there are as many as you want.

If he could use these alchemy recipes to encourage Cheng Jiayin's brother and sister to practice hard and become alchemy masters who could help him as soon as possible, he would naturally not be stingy.

(End of this chapter)