Seeing the opportunity, Yang Cheng grasped the sword with his left hand and stretched it forward without hesitation.
With a "pop" sound, the Purple Gold Sword pierced the strange man's back, truly punching through him, and then he pulled out the sword fiercely.
After receiving this fatal blow, the strange man struggled and seemed to want to turn around, but he lost strength halfway and finally fell heavily to the ground.
Blood spurted out and soon dyed the man's body red.
Seeing that the strange man was completely dead, Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. His legs went weak and he fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Yang Cheng still couldn't believe it when he thought that he had actually killed a sixth-level Qi-refining immortal cultivator.
There are nine levels of Qi refining, and with each higher level of cultivation, the mana will be at least several percent higher.
Although the strange man was led into the woods by Yang Cheng, it seemed to be beneficial to Yang Cheng.
But if Yang Cheng has never traveled through the world, and really falls into a battle of mana and magic weapons like his opponent did, then the final loser must be Yang Cheng.
Moreover, Yang Cheng knew that he had limited backup, but the other party was confident.
Therefore, Yang Cheng did not hesitate to go out personally and make dangerous moves in order to catch the strange man by surprise.
Now that I think about it, the whole process is very dangerous. If Yang Cheng is even a minute slower, he will most likely be cut by the opponent's sword, and the outcome will be immediately reversed.
Fortunately, it turned out that Yang Cheng’s bet was right!
However, the extremely fast running just now had exceeded the limit of Yang Cheng's body.
At this time, my throat felt sweet, my chest was burning and I had difficulty breathing, and my limbs felt as if they were falling off their bones.
I gently pressed the arm that had just been hit by the umbrella-shaped magic weapon, and felt numb for a while, and it was already swollen.
After sitting and resting for a while, Yang Cheng gradually felt a little recovered under the operation of his magic power, and without caring about anything else, he quickly got up and cleaned the battlefield.
Collecting the strange man's storage bag, small umbrella, sword and other magical weapons one by one, Yang Cheng cast a spell to pop up a fireball and watched the strange man's body turn to ashes.
After the corpses were destroyed, Yang Cheng walked out of the woods, and his sword flew in another direction.
Worried about being seen, Yang Cheng finally returned to Lingjian Sect successfully after more than two hours and an extra detour on the road.
After returning to the small courtyard, Yang Cheng dove into the training room, took out the strange man's storage bag, and poured out all the items inside with a "crash" sound.
"Identity Jade Tag?"
Among the pile of items, Yang Cheng first saw a jade token and immediately picked it up, "Disciple of the Scarlet Xiao Sect!"
His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and Yang Cheng's expression became a little solemn.
Although I had killed a red-bellied spider before, it was a monster after all.
The person who died under Yang Cheng's sword this time was a genuine disciple of the Scarlet Xiao Sect.
However, I thought that it was the other party who attacked me first. And the proficiency and boldness of the other party in following me showed that this was not the first time.
Being so arrogant and blatantly killing people to seize treasures, even if they don't fall into his hands this time, they will most likely be killed in the future.
After thinking about it like this, Yang Cheng suddenly felt relieved, and his knot in his heart relaxed a lot.
Putting down his identity jade tag, Yang Cheng turned his attention to other items on the ground.
In addition to the small umbrella and the sword, there were two magical weapons in the storage bag of the man from the Red Heaven Sect. After Yang Cheng checked them out, he found that they were both ordinary.
In addition to some miscellaneous items, there is also a bottle of elixirs and dozens of spiritual stones.
After counting, Yang Cheng's eyes wandered back and forth between the four magic weapons, spiritual stones and elixirs, and he was shocked when he discovered that the value of this pile of loot was at least three hundred spiritual stones.
Although this battle was forced and the process was extremely thrilling, Yang Cheng finally became the winner with his strategy and courage.
But I never expected that I would make a huge fortune from the loot!
If Yang Cheng had not already made a clear training plan, and his rationality told him, "If you play with fire, you will be burned!"
In addition, he still has items left for him by a cultivator in the alchemy stage, waiting to be picked up.
If Yang Cheng were really poor, in order to avenge his parents as soon as possible, he would have wanted to be like this disciple of the Scarlet Xiao Sect, guarding the city and robbing the low-level immortal cultivators who passed by.
Looking at the pile of items on the futon, Yang Cheng began to think about how to use them.
"Buy a mid-level sword and replace the others with elixirs!" Yang Cheng said softly with a light flashing in his eyes.
After all, cultivation occupies the most important position.
He already had an intermediate-level buckler. If he replaced it with a sword, at least before he went out to collect the treasure, Yang Cheng no longer had to worry about suffering a loss due to the low-level magic weapon.
As for better high-level magic weapons, one is that the current spiritual stones are not enough, and the other is that there will definitely be some in there when you get the treasure.
After thinking about the plan, Yang Cheng only needs to wait for a while until the death of the Scarlet Heaven Sect disciple has passed, and then he can go to the market to deal with the trophies and exchange them for new magical weapons.
Yang Cheng then sorted and put away the items, opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, put it into his mouth, and began to practice.
...
In an open area of the Zijin Mountains, Yang Cheng was half-kneeling on the ground, looking intently at a few spiritual grasses in front of him.
The leaves are red and the rhizomes are purple.
Several low-level spiritual grasses were almost identical to those that Yang Cheng had dug up before.
One of them is mature and the other two are still seedlings.
It sounded like a very familiar medicinal herb, but what fell in Yang Cheng's eyes at this moment actually felt a bit strange.
Compared with the medicinal fields in Yangcheng, the growth status of these three medicinal herbs was so vigorous that it made him a little jealous!
"What's the problem?"
Thinking that the herbs he transplanted back were getting more and more yellow and withering, Yang Cheng picked up a herb and put it in front of his nose, smelling a strong herbal fragrance.
Gently putting the herbs aside, Yang Cheng lowered his head and looked at the dug soil on the ground, "Could it be because of the soil quality?"
At this moment, Yang Cheng excavated the soil and found that the soil was soft, obviously dark in color, and there were many red-red particles the size of rice grains in the soil.
"Um?"
Yang Cheng's heart moved slightly. He reached out and picked up a red particle from the soil. He twisted it with his hands and found that it was very hard.
He used his fingers again to twist the particles apart and looked at them. He couldn't tell what they were, but Yang Cheng felt that these particles looked like some kind of ore.
Thinking back on it, it seemed like I didn't see these red-red particles in my medicinal field.
Of course, it may also be the reason why Yang Cheng didn't pay attention to checking before.
Although he couldn't guess whether the red-red particles were ores, and he wasn't sure that the strong growth of herbs must be the reason for these particles, it didn't mean that he could only do nothing.
Looking at the black soil in front of him again, Yang Cheng suddenly laughed happily.
Since herbs would grow well in such soil, Yang Cheng would just go ahead and transport the soil back.
Although it seems a bit stupid, the key is that it is cheap and does not require Yang Cheng to pay for a spiritual stone.
Moreover, Yang Cheng would only support a solution that only required a few more trips but did not require flower spirit stones, and did not care whether it was stupid or not. This chapter has been completed!