Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　Wang Yue quickly hid behind a boulder next to him, and quietly looked in the direction indicated by the Destiny Pearl.

　　"call out!"

　　"call out!"

　　Two escaping lights came from the sky.

　　One of the escaped light was as red as blood, and the other was as green as ghostly fire.

　　"Fellow Daoist Zhang, how about trading here?"

　　Two flashes of light fell, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion appeared in the blood-colored flashes of light. The man turned his head to look at the other pale man and suggested.

　　"Fellow Daoist Lin is cautious. He casually pointed to the place of the transaction, because he is afraid that the old man will plot against you? Why is this?"

　　The pale-faced man laughed dryly, stretched out his hand and took out a jade slip, and handed it over without hesitation, "The blood-turning formation you want, the formation method is here, just take it."

　　"Brother Zhang, don't be annoyed, it's the younger brother who is suspicious."

　　That fellow Daoist Lin, with a simple and honest smile on his face, stretched out his hand to take the jade slip. With a touch of consciousness, he immediately recognized that the jade slip was exactly what he needed.

　　"Brother Zhang is really refreshing."

　　Fellow Daoist Lin put away the jade slip, then took out a jade box from his arms, opened the box and presented it in front of the monk surnamed Zhang, "Brother Zhang, the ice toad beads you want are here."

　　"very good!"

　　The cultivator surnamed Zhang seemed to be unprepared, and generously stretched out his hand to take the jade box.

　　"burst!"

　　Just as the jade box fell into the hands of cultivator Zhang, cultivator Lin sneered and shouted.

　　"boom!"

　　The so-called ice toad beads in the box burst violently, and a huge force of ice and cold rushed up, and one after another sharp ice arrows flew towards the man surnamed Zhang.

　　"Bastard, how dare you make a plot?"

　　The cultivator surnamed Zhang quickly released a green circle, which turned into a faint light curtain in front of him, blocking the flying ice arrows.

　　"What about blocking the ice explosion? I have already done something on you. Blood Curse!"

　　The monk surnamed Lin sneered, his hands were sealed, and a bloody brilliance burst on the man surnamed Zhang.

　　"what!"

　　The man surnamed Zhang screamed in agony, blood all over his body like sharp knives, and they burst out one after another. His whole body seemed to have been stabbed in countless holes by sharp knives, and he fell headfirst to the ground.

　　"Ha ha ha ha……"

　　When the cultivator surnamed Lin saw this, he immediately burst out laughing.

　　Halfway through his laughter, the cultivator Lin was horrified to discover that his hands had turned green, and a flame like a ghost fire erupted.

　　"what……"

　　The flames roared, as if the soul was burning, and the cultivator surnamed Lin screamed while holding his head.

　　"¨ˇcough..."

　　The man surnamed Zhang who was on the ground coughed a few times and sneered, "You think I'm not prepared? Haha, the taste of the Nether Fire, it's not good!"

　　"Boy, it's your turn to do it."

　　Wang Yuezheng watched in amazement, and only then did he react when he heard the reminder from the Destiny Pearl.

　　It was the first time that Wang Yue had seen the scene of the monk fighting.

　　Another ice arrow, another blood blade, and this green ghost fire, is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

　　"Are you going to start?"

　　Wang Yuechao glanced at the two distressed figures on the ground, stretched out his hand and took out the silver short sword, the spiritual power in his body was released, driving the silver short sword, and it flew over tremblingly.

　　"puff!"

　　Even though Wang Yue was not yet proficient in the art of imperial equipment, the sharp dagger still pierced the two through with one strike.

　　"puff!"

　　Wang Yue drove the dagger again and made a hole in the two of them's heads again. Then he sighed and ran out from behind the boulder.

　　"receive!"

　　According to the instructions of the Destiny Pearl, Wang Yue waved his hand and put the two monks into the Destiny Bead.

　　"Two magic monks in the early stage of foundation establishment. Not bad. After refining the cultivation of these two people, it is not a problem for you to train to condense Qi to perfection."

　　In addition, the storage bags of the two were also put in.There are many instruments, spiritual stones, and spells.

　　"Boy, find a place to retreat, you can improve your cultivation first."

　　With the harvest, it is natural to improve the cultivation base first, so that it is convenient to continue searching.

　　One day...two days...

　　One year...two years...

　　Four years have passed since then.

　　"Everyone, the old demon Frost is raging. If I don't join forces, I will be defeated by each of them, and I will die."

　　In a valley filled with dense fog, dozens of monks of the magic road gathered together to discuss how to deal with the old ice demon.

　　"A group of ants, how can they join forces?"

　　At this time, a figure shrouded in black robes, whose head and face could not be seen clearly, and whose body was exuding a chilling air, roared through the air, and fell into the crowd.

　　"Freeze everything!"

　　The black-robed man shouted, and the extremely cold light suddenly burst out, and the dazzling white light swept across like a wave.

　　Everything in the entire valley was frozen into ice sculptures.

　　"Humph!"

　　The man in black robe waved his hand, and all the frozen monks disappeared together.

　　"Old Demon Frost? What kind of ghost name is this?"

　　The black robe was lifted, revealing the figure of a young man.

　　This person is naturally Wang Yue.

　　For his nickname, Wang Yue was extremely depressed.

　　Frozen old demon?It's so ugly!

　　"Haha, anyway, does anyone know you, what are you afraid of?"

　　The Destiny Pearl smiled nonchalantly, "Boy, the four-year retreat is coming up. It's time to go back."

　　"Yeah! It's time to go back."

　　Wang Yue raised his head and glanced in the direction of Zhao Guo, "Four years have passed, and my strength has become very strong!".

Chapter 471

　　The glazed glaze flashed, and Wang Yue returned to the back mountain of Hengyue Zong.

　　"It's back again."

　　Looking at the familiar retreat cave, Wang Yue shook his head with emotion.

　　Compared with the retreat and cultivation in the cave, his four years have been thrilling.Although he has gained a lot, Wang Yue felt a little numb in the countless battles between life and death.

　　The heart became colder and colder, and the attack became more and more ruthless.

　　If it hadn't been for a major breakthrough in his cultivation, I'm afraid Wang Yue would now be a terrifying madman who should not be approached by strangers.

　　In the past four years, in addition to fighting, practicing martial arts skills, practicing spells, and virtual duels in virtual illusions have also spent a long time.

　　At this moment, Wang Yue's mood became a little vicissitudes.

　　"when……"

　　A bell rang and spread all over the back mountain.

　　"Retreat time has come, all the disciples are leaving."

　　After the deacon elder gave an order, many closed caves in the back mountain were opened one after another, and a group of disciples who had retreated and practiced came out one after another.

　　"Tiger!"

　　Wang Lin, who came out of the cave, saw Wang Yue at a glance, and said hello with a smile.

　　"Brother Tie Zhu, are you out? Your cultivation base is growing fast!"

　　Wang Yue turned his head to see Wang Lin, his consciousness swept away, and Wang Lin's cultivation base was very abnormal.

　　On the surface, it seemed that Wang Lin only had the third level of qi training, but Wang Yue clearly felt that the spiritual power contained in Wang Lin's body was far beyond the third level of qi training, and was close to the level of perfect qi training.

　　"laugh!"

　　At this time, a mocking sneer sounded behind the two, and a handsome young man stepped up.

　　"Wang Zhuo?"

　　Seeing this cousin, Wang Yue frowned slightly.

　　"The cultivation of the third-level Qi practice is also called rapid growth?"

　　Wang Zhuo glanced at Wang Lin with disdain, then turned to look at Wang Yue, "Huh? Huzi, you only practiced the fifth level of Qi? Are you not a genius? Even I have practiced the sixth level of Qi, and you are only five. Layer? Your genius isn't fake, is it?"

　　"roll!"

　　Wang Yue was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Zhuo, so he stretched out his hand and waved, and a strong wind directly overturned Wang Zhuo.

　　"you……"

　　Wang Zhuo got up from the ground disheartened, pointed at Wang Yue and glared angrily.

　　Originally intended to ridicule Wang Yue, but he turned his head off, which made Wang Zhuo feel ashamed and annoyed.