"..." Qi Yoyo looked at Jiao Chuyun in astonishment.
She thought that Jiao Chuyun came with bad intentions, but she never imagined that Jiao Chuyun stood there brooding for a long time, and actually opened his mouth and imitated a dog's bark three times.
But the cry was filled with resentment and anger, and it sounded quite fierce.
After being stunned for a moment, Qi Yoyo laughed dumbly and said, "You are giving me spiritual fruits to apologize again, and you are barking like a dog again, which makes me feel embarrassed."
"Hmph!" Jiao Chuyun stomped his feet angrily, and asked Qi Yoyo with his hands outstretched: "Bring it here! My senior brother is seriously injured and needs spiritual fruit to heal his wounds."
She opened her mouth fiercely, but there was a hint of pleading in her voice at the end.
Only then did Qi Yoyo understand why Jiao Chuyun put down her pride and dignity and imitated the barking of a dog. It turned out to be to get back the spiritual fruit to heal her senior brother's injuries.
She thought that Jiao Chuyun's senior brother did not love this unruly and willful junior sister in vain. At least in her heart, her senior brother's safety was more important than her own face and dignity.
"I just ate one, and there are two left." Qi Yoyo handed the remaining two orange spiritual fruits to Jiao Chuyun's hand, and asked kindly: "Do you need my help?"
"No need for your fake kindness!" Jiao Chuyun grabbed the spirit fruit and turned around to leave.
"...You're asking for trouble." Qi Yoyo shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Then she walked towards the orchard. The orange fruit was sour, sweet and quite delicious. She wanted to pick more.
However, the main reason is that this spiritual fruit does not cause stomachaches and contains abundant spiritual power, which is very helpful for cultivation.
She vaguely noticed that the night seemed to be getting longer. In order to prevent emergencies, it would not be a bad thing to keep a little more spiritual fruit on her body.
When passing by the direction where Jiao Chuyun and his senior brother were, she stopped to take a look and saw that Jiao Chuyun's senior brother was probably fine, so she did not step forward to seek trouble.
Entering the orchard, Qi Yoyo did not go straight to the orange spiritual fruits, but stopped under a fruit tree full of purple fruits. After struggling in her heart for a long time, she finally made up her mind and picked two fruits and ate them.
Then he walked quickly to her hut.
Although this purple fruit will cause abdominal pain after eating, it can remove impurities from the human body and purify and temper the body. It is an extremely precious and rare spiritual fruit.
Therefore, even though they know that they will feel uncomfortable after eating it, the practitioners will still bite the bullet and eat it. After the pain is over, a smile will appear on their faces, and they are satisfied with the changes that the spiritual fruit brings to the body.
Pain and happiness.
On this day, all the practitioners in the cemetery truly understood the meaning of this sentence.
Day and night alternated, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Bang bang bang!
As soon as Niu Dawa woke up, he beat his chest excitedly and shouted at Zhang Xiaopou: "Come on, beat me!"
"...What's wrong? Your brain was burned out last night?" Zhang Xiaozu asked in shock.
In the past few days, Niu Dawa would be burned every night. Every day when he woke up, his eyes would be red. He would talk about how many times he went to the hell gate last night and felt that it was so good to be alive.
But he was in pain and happy.
Because every time he experiences fire, his physical strength will undergo a qualitative transformation, and his combat power will increase by leaps and bounds.
He knew that the fire that burned him was definitely not an ordinary fire.
In fact, just by looking at the color of the flames, you can tell that the fire is not ordinary. There are white fires, gray fires, purple fires, blue fires, etc. Fires of various colors will burn him every night.
"Your brain has been burned out." Niu Dawa glared at Zhang Xiaopou angrily and urged: "Stop talking nonsense and hit me quickly!"
"Really?" Zhang Xiaozu asked curiously.
"What a beating! Hit here, harder." Niu Dawa said, patting his chest.
boom!
Zhang Xiaozu raised his hand and punched him.
"Have you not eaten?" Niu Dawa glared and said dissatisfiedly, thinking that Zhang Xiaopou was too weak.
"Hui Fairy, turn your head away." Zhang Xiaozhu looked at Jin Zhihui and said.
"Why?" Jin Zhihui asked in confusion.
Zhang Xiaozu clenched his fists loudly and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that I'll hit too hard and make you feel bad."
"..." Jin Zhihui couldn't help but blush when he heard this, and quickly pretended not to care and said: "Just hit him. His skin is thick and tight, so he can't be beaten."
"Hey, I won't be polite then." Zhang Xiaozu laughed evilly, and then punched out quickly.
boom!
Thumb thump thump!
Niu Dawa took Zhang Xiaopou's punch and took three big steps back. The thick layer of ash on the ground was shaken up to a height of more than three feet.
"The force is too weak, come again!" Niu Dawa's eyes widened, he walked back to the original place and shouted to Zhang Xiaopeng.
boom!
Zhang Xiaopou didn't waste any time, raised his hand and punched again.
This time Niu Dawa took ten steps back, but nothing happened.
"Come again!"
boom!
"Come again!"
boom!
"Come again!"
"Be careful!" Zhang Xiaozu warned, took a step forward, and at the same time punched out with his right fist.
boom!
Niu Dawa took the punch without dodging, and his body flew backwards.
"Ah!" Jin Zhihui screamed in fright.
Bang!
Niu Dawa's body flew straight forward for a distance of fifty or sixty feet before falling to the ground, and rolled for another ten feet before stopping.
Then there was no movement.
Jin Zhihui panicked and was about to run forward when Niu Dawa suddenly rolled over, got up, knelt on the ground and coughed violently.
"Cough... cough cough... Damn it, it hurts a bit!" He coughed for a while and then stood up, holding his chest with his right hand and grinning.
"You deserve it!" Jin Zhihui stamped her feet angrily, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
"How much force did you use?" Niu Dawa came back and asked Zhang Xiaozu.
"Close to 90%." Zhang Xiaozu replied.
Niu Dawa raised the corners of her lips proudly and said, "It means you can only hurt me with 100% of your strength. The pain of the fire these days has not been in vain."
"Refined by real gold and fire, have you forged an invulnerable copper skin and iron bones?" Zhang Xiaozu asked in surprise.
"Not even close." Niu Dawa said with rare humility.
Zhang Xiaozhu pointed his thumb at him, then looked at Butcher Zhang and asked with concern: "Grandpa, are you feeling well?"
"No, I'm very energetic, and my cultivation improved last night." Butcher Zhang responded with a smile.
But he sighed sadly in his heart, because his cultivation did not improve last night. To be more precise, his cultivation has stagnated since he penetrated the third war gate. Today is already the fourth day.
As his cultivation stagnated, the speed of carving his name at night never slowed down, and he still had a little more than three strokes left to finish.
So these days, as soon as he wakes up in the morning, he will immediately erase his name on the ground, for fear of being discovered by Zhang Xiaozu and the others.
The reason why he deliberately concealed it was because he didn't want Zhang Xiaozu to take risks for him. Although Zhang Xiaozu's combat power was already very powerful, it was still far from the fire dragon that lived in the magma. Forcibly landing on the island was tantamount to death.
Being able to live for such a long time and accompany Zhang Xiaozu on adventures in the ruins, Zhang Butcher was very satisfied, and he just wanted to die.
Jin Zhihui and Zhang Xiaobing's cultivation levels have both reached the seventh level of heaven. They also learned from Niu Dawa's shameless ways and chanted the "Sutra" non-stop in the dark, but no one paid any attention to them.
Of course, it may also be because they are not thinking "come and touch me".
There are powerful casual cultivators in the valley, and their cultivation has reached the eighth heaven realm, but most of them are still at the fifth or sixth heaven realm.
Not only did Niu Dawa's cultivation level not improve, but the war door he opened was closed again. Of course, he didn't feel it was a pity at all.
Ever since the silver lightning struck that sunset, the same lightning never appeared again in the ruins.
However, many people still went down the mountain and walked towards the Scorched Earth Basin, wanting to pick the longevity fruit.
But some of those who went came back and some didn't. Those who didn't come back will never come back. Those who came back did so because they were scared.
According to those who came back after being frightened, the scorched earth basin would suck the life out of people, and as soon as they stepped into it, they would instantly turn into a withered skeleton, which was very scary.
They said that the most powerful person could only walk more than a hundred steps inside, and the distance to the Fruit of Eternal Life was thousands of feet. It may seem that it is close at hand, but in fact it is far away.
Zhang Xiaozu didn't join in the fun. He didn't talk about whether he could walk through the scorched earth. He just said that the giant guarding the longevity fruit gave him a feeling of being much scarier than the dragon in the magma.
Therefore, the Immortality Fruit is good, but Wutong Tears is more promising. Both can save Zhang Butcher, so he naturally chooses the more secure one.
"You two gentlemen, something terrible has happened!" A middle-aged man rushed to Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa in a panic. Looking at his extremely anxious and panicked expression, it seemed that something very bad had really happened.
"What happened?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"People from the legendary sect and aristocratic family are here!" the middle-aged man replied.
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart when he heard this. This was something he had been worried about for the past few days, and it finally happened.
Ever since the silver lightning illuminated the entire ruins and let the people in the ruins know the general topography of the ruins, he guessed that the sects and families that had been passed down from generation to generation would definitely find a way to bring his family together.
And when they gather their scattered forces together and learn that only casual cultivators are entrenched in Phoenix Mountain, there will definitely be a sect or aristocratic family that will covet Wutong Tears and Phoenix Demon Pill and send out their forces to capture Phoenix Mountain.
Phoenix Mountain is the name they gave to this mountain.
"Where?" Zhang Xiaozu looked around, wanting to know where the people from the world came from.
The middle-aged man replied: "They haven't come up yet. They are probably halfway up the mountain now. We people in the valley happened to meet them on the way back from the Scorched Earth Basin, and then they ran back as fast as possible to report the message."
."
"Where did they come from? Do you know how many people there are?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"They came up from that way." The middle-aged man turned and pointed in the direction behind him, "There were probably a thousand people, and the Shen family was at the front."
Zhang Xiaozu's eyes darkened and he shouted: "Quickly call everyone over and prepare to fight!"
Regardless of whether it is the Shen family or the Zhang and Li Wang families, he does not want them to gain a foothold on Phoenix Mountain, because once these sects and aristocratic families gain a foothold, they will step by step be forced to have no place to stand.
Therefore, this battle must be fought, and it must be fought hard. It is best to beat the legions of the sects and aristocratic families to the point of pain, so that they will not dare to offend again.
