In the secluded forest, birds spread their wings and soar.
On the edge of the ruins, Lu Jiutian sat on the sword.
Walking with a sword is his nature. Even if he rests, the sword never leaves his body.
He sat on the bluestone, with his hands pestle and sword, and his back was straighter than that of the green bamboo.
"General Manager, do you want to eat something?" a soldier came over and asked.
It has been almost a month since they were in charge here. Although practitioners can avoid drinking or eating, the boring waiting is unbearable.
Lu Jiutian opened his eyes because of this question and slowly shook his head.
Mosang came over: "General General, they have been in for so long. If it goes well, it's almost time to come out."
More than a month has been around. If the exploration goes well, it is time to come out. There are some people who are not too deep in Tianyue Kingdom and Qingyun Castle, who have already come out long ago.
But this is only part of it. Mo Sang knew very well that Lu Jiutian was waiting for was actually the ones who were kind to Yunxuan Country. I am afraid that only when he saw those people coming out safely would he feel completely at ease.
"How is the Tianyue Kingdom?" Lu Jiutian didn't mention the waiting words, and he didn't worry, and asked with his eyes slightly open.
"It's strange to say that many people from Tianyue Kingdom have left in the past few days." Mosang turned around with some concern.
As Lu Jiutian's deputy commander, he has the strength of a mid-grade Tianmo Master. Among the people on the scene, he has the highest cultivation level except Lu Jiutian. Lu Jiutian asked him to pay attention to the movements of Tianyue Kingdom at all times.
But what he cared about was that the people from Tianyue Kingdom, who were originally gathered at the entrance, have left many people one after another in recent days. Before, we could see many Tianmo Masters and Earth Demon Masters gathered there, but now, there are not even a few Tianmo Masters in charge, and there are only four or five Earth Demon Masters.
But Mosan couldn't find out where those people were going, and the people didn't enter the ruins, so they didn't care too much, just kept a little care.
The atmosphere in Tianyue Kingdom is always a bit strange, but it is said to be weird and there is no other action, making it difficult for people to figure out what they are thinking.
Lu Jiutian looked over to Tianyue Kingdom, and just nodded: "Continue to look at them."
"Yes." Mosan replied.
Everyone waited for a while, and Mosang squatted down next to Lu Jiutian.
"Master, why do I always feel that you are restless in recent days?" Mosang asked as if chatting.
He had known Lu Jiutian the longest time and knew Lu Jiutian the best. So even if Lu Jiutian did not reveal it, he could still notice it.
Lu Jiutian has always been unaware of major events, but his aura has been a little impetuous in recent days.
Lu Jiutian did not deny: "I feel confused and occasionally I wonder if the person inside is still safe."
A bad premonition?
Mosan's mouth twitched for a moment, and he swallowed the extra words back. What kind of person is Lu Jiutian? People with such cultivation sometimes think of something bad inadvertently, which often premonitions.
"Bai Lang has been unable to contact him since yesterday." Lu Jiutian took out a jade pendant for voice transmission, and the jade pendant was dull.
"Will I go in and take a look?" Mosang asked.
Lu Jiutian didn't want to agree at first, but the feeling of silence in his heart became stronger and stronger. He thought for a moment: "Well, don't go too deep. If you meet someone, just take it one or two."
"I know." Mosang has joined the border army since he was a child and has been serving Lu Jiutian. With his calm personality, even if Lu Jiutian doesn't explain, he knows how to do it.
Mosang shook his clothes and stood up, about to go into the ruins to investigate.
However, his steps had just taken out, as if he had stepped into a cold quagmire. His steps became rigid and his breathing became solemn.
There seemed to be a "rustling" sound in his ears, which was like a snake spitting a letter. There seemed to be a cold snake crawling between his neck, gently grinding his ears. On the snake's body, it seemed that the woman's laughter could be heard, and the dangerous and seductive fragrance could be heard.
Mo Sang suddenly looked back, and Lu Jiutian himself, who was standing up with his sword, looked back with him.
Both of them looked in the same direction at the same time.
Mosan touched the back of his neck, but there was no snake, and he only felt a cold sweat from his hand.
Is it an illusion just now? No, it should be murderous aura, and it is the murderous aura that almost condenses into substance.
It is hard to imagine what kind of existence can release this level of killing thought.
There are dense forests in the distance, and in the darkness of the forest, it seems that something indescribable is about to move.
This murderous intent was fleeting, and no one appeared, and there was no breath to be found. But even so, the two of them did not relax at all.
It's very close, and although I don't know where it is, there must be someone nearby.
It will release murderous intent, so of course it is not someone who can get along with each other in a friendly manner.
"It" is now lurking like a snake, just waiting for the moment when it is exposed to its flaws.
"Don't be careless, what I'm worried about seems to be coming." Lu Jiutian solemnly reminded him, and at the same time, the sword hung around his waist, and his whole body seemed like a sharp blade unsheathed.
Mosan drew out a wide knife and kept preparing for it, just for the enemy who didn't know where to hide.
Affected by this atmosphere, all the soldiers of the border guards were on high alert and were alert to the whole world.
And in this kind of vigilance, every breath is destined to appear so long.
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At the same time, in the deepest part of the tomb, Long Wenmu felt extremely long every breath.
He sat quietly for a long time, and a layer of faint light slowly faded away.
In front of him, there were many empty jade bottles. These jade bottles had not been sorted out and were in a mess.
Long Wenmu opened his eyes from his long breathing regulation and refined the last wisp of medicine on his body.
I counted silently and found that this was the twelfth pill that I had refined.
Thirteen elixirs used for body quenching were brought out from the Danta. Except for the last top-grade Huanglong Pill, all the others have been refined.
This time he insisted on improving his physical strength, and of course he spent a lot of time.
It takes about half a day to completely absorb a low-grade pill, and if the medicine is more effective, it will take more than half a day. As for medium-grade pills, it will take more time.
After all, swallowing pills is different from taking pills. Especially for pills that improve physical fitness, in addition to completely absorbing the properties of the medicine, you also need to adapt to the changes in your body.
It took more than ten days to fully absorb and adapt to the twelve elixirs.
These times are not short. This is the first time that Long Wenmu relies entirely on pills to practice, but there are still so many pills.
But he was not too worried. He was here for more than ten days, just thinking about it for more than one day outside.
Long Wenmu pinched his fist and the joints exploded.
Compared to before taking the pill, your physical condition is completely different, just like a different person.
My physical strength may have increased several times during this period.
I felt a little excited inside. After calming my qi and blood a little, I finally picked up the last Huanglong Pill.
He plans to use all of the thirteen bottles of elixirs.
The last Huanglong Pill is the only top-grade elixir and is also the top priority.
During this period of practice relying on elixirs, Long Wenmu had a rough estimate of elixirs.
The effect of the lower-grade elixir is already quite strong, especially during the body quenching period, even with Long Wenmu's concentration, it is often a bit unbearable.
As for the medium-grade elixir, Long Wenmu would suffer some injuries due to the strong efficacy of the medium-grade elixirs.
The process of body quenching is also equivalent to reshaping the body, and this reshaping must be accompanied by risks. By pursuing the quenching of the medicinal effect, you can be reborn. If you can't stand it, you will only be thrust and die alive.
Because Long Wenmu started from the lower-grade elixirs step by step, and his physical condition was strong, he was basically in danger when absorbing medium-grade elixirs.
He poured out the last Huanglong Pill, and Long Wenmu put it in his palm and rubbed it for a while.
All the preparations you can make have been made, and your body has been strengthened by the tempering of other pills. It can be said that you are in the best state now.
I don’t know if I can refine this top-grade pill safely with myself now. But I have all come to this point, and I will be brave enough to starve the timids to death. Let’s give it a try.
He put away his last concerns, calmed down, raised his head slightly, and swallowed the Yellow Dragon Pill down.
The elixir melts in the mouth and turns into a hot hot stream, which is equivalent to swallowing a ball of fire.
Long Wenmu only felt that there was fire burning in his throat, and this burning sensation extended from his throat to his abdomen.
The surging energy turned into millions of streams and spread out, quickly pouring into each of Long Wenmu's tendons and rushing around the tendons.
With the tempering of the previous twelve elixirs, Long Wenmu's tendons and veins have become much stronger and widened a lot. If it weren't for this, it would be impossible to withstand the current impact.
Long Wenmu knew very well that the strong and unbearable swelling came from the tendons and veins. If he had taken Huanglong Pill from the beginning, he might have ended up destroying the tendons and veins while swallowing them.
With the previous elixir foundation, I can only bear it now.
Endless medicinal power flowed along the tendons and veins to every part of his body, impacting his limbs and bones. Long Wenmu closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat dripped down on his forehead.
He felt like he was overwhelmed now, and a force was expanding in his abdomen, as if he was about to burst him out.
The scorching pain on the skin seemed to be being eaten by many insects and ants.
The skin and flesh, bone marrow and nerves all seem to be cutting with a thin knife, and cutting flesh and bones may not be the case.
This pain is unprecedented. Before this severe pain, the burden of refining low-grade or even medium-grade elixirs is simply not worth mentioning.
After only a few more than ten breaths, he suddenly couldn't help but growl. The blue veins on his forehead stormed up, and he roared higher. At first, he could sit cross-legged, but he didn't take long to fall to the ground.
His eyes were already wide open, his eyes were filled with blood. With a low growl, a scent of blood mist spewed out from his back.
How could this happen? In the chaos, Long Wenmu finally realized that something was wrong.
While taking the pill to refine the body, the body began to show signs of collapse.
Can't bear it?
I even had low-grade and medium-grade elixirs, and my physical fitness was strengthened in advance, but I could not bear it here?
He suddenly realized that he seemed to be underestimating the top-grade elixirs. He didn't underestimate it a little, but underestimate it too much.
He had never taken the best elixir before, and he had never even seen anyone take it. He had no idea about the best elixir, and the current situation was even more unexpected.
roar!
A dragon roar came from his belly.
Light yellow mist rose on the surface of Long Wenmu's body, and these mists gathered spiritually into the appearance of a yellow dragon.
Huanglong Pill, as the name suggests.
The yellow dragon coiled around Long Wenmu, and every scale was clearly visible.
The dragon roared in waves, the yellow dragon's body closed, and Long Wenmu, who was coiled in the middle, made a "creaking" sound.
He felt that the bones in his body were almost crushed, and the Huanglong coiled around him was grinding himself like a millstone.
Blood was constantly bursting out of his body, and the blood was squeezed out of the wound.
Long Wenmu's consciousness was quickly blurred. Even though his mind began to be a little free, he knew very clearly that if he did not do anything to save it, the consequences would probably be that he could not bear.