In the backyard of the Luo family, two figures were playing chess on the stone table. Both of them were middle-aged. Just as they were playing chess, the middle-aged man in a green robe clasped the chess with two fingers, suddenly
Throw, laughed, "Haha, Third Elder, you lost."
"Haha, the head of the family is a master of tricks. I can't break through this game." The middle-aged man in black robe on the opposite side also smiled indifferently.
Suddenly, another figure came hurried outside the yard. This person was the leader who had just watched Ye Cheng leave.
Seeing the latter's arrival, Luo Sen frowned, looked at the figure kneeling on one knee next to him, and asked lightly: "Why? Is there new news?"
"Report to the head of the family, my subordinates will monitor the entry and exit of the Ye family outside the city gate as you ordered. Just now, Ye Cheng, the young master of the Ye family, left Luoyang Town and headed northwest." The leader said respectfully.
"Oh..." Luo Sen took the teacup, took a sip, and asked in surprise: "Do you know where Ye Cheng is going?"
"I don't know, but I send my subordinates to follow him secretly and sprinkle Zhui Xiang San. No matter where he goes, we can find him."
"Does a good job. If you can successfully kill Ye Cheng this time, I will be your top priority and promote you to be the captain Mo San." Luo Sen said. Then he waved his hand and asked him to retreat.
Hearing this, the leader's face couldn't help but feel joy. Now he is just the leader of the Luo family's martial servant. If he can become the captain, then the entire martial servant of the Luo family will be under his control in the future. This is already considered to be the Luo family's.
The young senior figure came. Seeing Luo Sen waved his hand, the leader also tactfully retreated silently.
After the leader left, Luo Sen's drooping eyelids slowly raised, moved his gaze to the three elders opposite, and said, "Three elders. This time you will lead the team to go and deal with Ye Cheng.
What do you think?"
"Let me go? Isn't this a knives killing a chicken? Just send a few martial servants who have achieved great blood and energy realm to go there, why should I take action yourself?" The third elder was stunned and frowned.
Hearing this, Luo Sen shook his head and said in a deep voice: "This son suddenly rose up, his cultivation talent was too terrible. Mo San failed to take his life. Although he was killed by Ye Zhan in the end, it can also be seen.
This child's difficulty.
"I'm not very relieved to send the military servant. This time, you can ensure that the kid is solved correctly and no longer has room for growth. Otherwise, it will be the second Yeshan, and I will be troubled by the Luo family when the time comes.
Now.”
"I didn't expect this kid to be so difficult." The third elder's solemn look flashed, but then his cruel look surged, and he said to Luosen: "Okay, that kid will not be able to return to the Ye family this time."
After saying that, the third elder of the Luo family stood up and left with his sleeves. He immediately counted the people and hurriedly followed the powder on the road.
...
One noon half a month later,
The sky was clear and the sun was scorching, curling the leaves of the trees on the mountain. The sound of insects kept rumbling and making a long sound, adding a layer of irritation to the stuffy weather.
On a mountainside far away from Luoyang Town, a figure of a boy wearing a black vest was pulling the branches of the trees and constantly climbing up. The boy's teeth were clenched, and every step seemed to be
They all tried their best, and it seemed like they were struggling to walk, as if something was pressing on their body. Every time they took a step, they stepped out a pit about half a fist deep on the ground.
Although he was sweating profusely, the boy's face showed a very happy look, looking very enthusiastic. When the boy climbed to the top of the mountain, it was already dusk.
Then he let out a deep breath, sat down slowly as if he was relieved, took off the black vest on his body, and threw it on the ground.
"Peng"
When the vest landed on the ground, it was heard that dust rose up around the vest. After the dust dissipated, the vest actually pressed a pit deeply on the ground. Looking at it, the vest had a different world.
No wonder this boy had so much difficulty crawling just now.
The boy was not surprised at this scene, but quickly closed his eyes. After a moment, the energy of heaven and earth gathered around him and then drilled into his body. Since the energy of the boy entered, the boy's sunburned a little dark.
Above his body, blood flashed.
"Chang..."
Soon, an hour passed, and the blood light on the boy's body became thicker. With his low voice, blood lines climbed up to his body, and twelve blood lines appeared. Then, the thirteenth line
The blood line slowly emerged again, but it was a little illusory, far from the coagulation of other blood lines, but as time went by, the color of the blood line gradually deepened until it finally became like other blood lines...
As the thirteenth blood line solidified, the blood light on the boy's body slowly converged, the blood line dissipated, and the boy slowly opened his closed eyes. A red light flashed through his eyes.
This young man was Ye Cheng who left Luoyang Town not long ago and rushed to the Demon Forest.
"This black iron shirt is really good for practicing the body. In just half a month, I condensed two more blood lines. Unfortunately, the effect is becoming less obvious."
He slowly clasped his palms, feeling a large piece of blood growing in his body, Ye Cheng's face smiled with satisfaction. He murmured to himself softly. Then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This black iron shirt is based on the heaviest black iron. It was taken out by Mr. Mu, and said it was used to assist in cultivation. Ye Cheng put it on and walked for a day. When he was most tired, he absorbed his vitality.
The effect of stimulating blood and energy is actually several times that of daily practice, but this effect gradually weakens with the increase of the number of times.
"The auxiliary of external forces is ultimately limiting. Your body has adapted to the weight of this black iron shirt during this period. As your physical fitness increases, of course the effect will not be obvious. Otherwise, you still want to practice with it.
A lifetime.”
Mr. Mu's figure appeared on the bluestone not far away, looking at Ye Cheng with a smile on his lips.
"I don't force this." Ye Cheng laughed dryly and shrugged. The cultivation progress in the past half month is equivalent to the cultivation progress in the past few months, which is already very satisfied with Ye Cheng.
"Well, the most taboo thing in cultivation is to be eager to achieve success. In the end, it is often a weak foundation, hindering the future path of martial arts." Mr. Mu said lightly above the bluestone.
"Now you have to take steady steps and lay a solid foundation, just like a mansion, and you also need to build a foundation before you can build it. Otherwise, it will be destroyed in a flash of time and in the blink of an eye. Even if there is blood core to assist in the practice in the future,
You must also stabilize your state before you can continue to absorb it, otherwise it will be detrimental to you."