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Chapter 68 Farming!

All the Soul Holders present shuddered.

Although Wang Yan conquered all the soul masters with his strong tactics, some of them were unwilling to accept it. When they saw that Wang Yan had taken up the position of sect leader in Beiman Mountain, they secretly planned to impeach Wang Yan when they returned.

It's best to remove him from the position of commander. Unexpectedly, Wang Yan would do this.

"Everyone takes turns to come forward and swallow this [Heart-Lost Pill]." Wang Yan said coldly.

The five hundred Soul Binding Masters had no choice but to come forward in turn. Each one took one of the dragon's eye-like elixirs, opened their mouths, and swallowed it.

"Huh? Are you actually playing tricks on me?"

A bullhead took the elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, then hurried past Wang Yan with his head lowered. Wang Yan picked up his neck and pulled it up with one hand. "Put the elixir in your mouth."

If you don’t swallow it, do you think I didn’t see it?”

He used his five fingers to forcefully grab the trembling bull's head and tear it into pieces.

The crowd is horrified!

They no longer dared to play tricks, they swallowed the [Heart-Lost Pill] honestly one by one, and stood behind Wang Yan with their hands down.

"Don't blame me." Wang Yan nodded, "If I want to improve your strength, I must ensure your absolute loyalty to me."

Wang Yan gained a lot from this trip to Longhu Mountain. He didn’t know how many treasures from heaven and earth he got. Many of them are treasures that are hard to find in the mortal world. Like heaven crystal walnuts, if they are smelted into weapons,

Even ordinary iron will immediately become a magical weapon; Wushenghua can help people understand the wonderful meaning of "being" and "nothing", and is very effective for ascetics to break through the spiritual realm.

These rare spiritual treasures were picked by Wang Yan's men like corn on the cob and rotten cabbage. Wheel of Fortune told Wang Yan that the things he got this time would not only help him improve his strength, but also greatly improve the strength of his men.

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Wang Yan's goal is very clear. He will fight against the bosses behind the three major sects in the future and finally rescue Lin Shijian. This process will be arduous and the journey will be long. He doesn't know when it will be completed. All he can do is to take one step at a time.

Make footprints and accumulate strength.

This kind of accumulation is divided into two aspects, the improvement of personal strength and the formation of power. Needless to say, personal strength is also very important. No matter which sect is the three major sects, there are countless believers and countless masters. Wang Yan wants to fight against them, relying on

You can't do it alone.

He wants to establish the Skeleton Peak of Beimang Mountain as his base, and turn the disciples of the Bone Sect and the three to four thousand soul restrainers under him into his original strength.

If anyone hears Wang Yan's idea of ​​fighting against the three major sects, he will definitely think that he is crazy. But Wang Yan doesn't think so. A single spark can start a prairie fire. He has confidence in himself. The three major sects are like giant elephants. He has this

The little green snake is going to act like a snake swallowing an elephant.

Madam Baigu looked at Wang Yan reprimanding his subordinates in a loud voice, and couldn't help but smile. "Master Immortal, you have really grown up." She thought. When Wang Yan asked her for the [Lost Heart Pill], she was stunned for a moment.

, the White Bone Sect has never refined any so-called heart-breaking elixir. Mrs. White Bone is also a smart person, and she immediately understood what Wang Yan meant.

The [Heart-Losing Pill] that Wang Yan fed to all the Soul Holders was just 500 mud balls made by the corpse demon who temporarily dug some river mud by the river at Skull Peak. Some corpse demons disliked these.

The meatballs were not sticky enough, so I peed a few times on them.

"Yao Ji, is there an open space in Skeleton Peak that has sufficient sunshine and abundant spiritual energy all year round? I want to plant some herbs." Wang Yan asked Mrs. Bones.

Mrs. Bones put her hand on her forehead and thought for a while, "There is no such place in Skull Peak, but there are such good places on the hills between Bones Gate and Tianzi Gate. Now that we have good relations with Tianzi Gate, we said to Yang Jian

After a while, he should agree to let it go."

Wang Yan nodded and asked his men to call Sang Mugong. When Sang Mugong walked into the White Bone Gate Hall, he shivered at first, but when he saw the herbs scattered on the ground, he rushed towards them like crazy and cried loudly.

While crying, he scolded Wang Yan for being a prodigal son for ruining his daughters.

Wang Yan was impatient to talk nonsense with him and snorted heavily. "Starting from tomorrow, you will help me take care of the herbs. If you plant them well, I will reward you. If you plant them poorly, I will tear them down."

Bones. Look at these herbs. Are they still alive?"

Sangmugong screamed as if he had been insulted. "It's not good? How could it be bad? Are you doubting me? Do you think the herbs in Wanyaoling grow so well and beautifully?

Those people who are lazy and don't work every day take care of it? I take care of it all!" He yelled a few words, stopped to take a breath, leaned over to look at the herbs, and murmured to himself, "It's okay.

, Fortunately, it didn’t take long to pull it out, and it can still be saved.”

Wang Yan admired his dedicated attitude towards what he was doing, and softened his tone towards Sang Mugong. "We'll start working on it tomorrow."

The next day, Wang Yan sent an envoy to the Tianzi Gate and explained his intention to requisition the hills between the two sects. Yang Jian was very enthusiastic and immediately generously assigned two of the three hills to Wang Yan and sent the Emperor to

The disciples of the Sect help the disciples of the White Bone Sect to open up wasteland in the mountains, hoe weeds, dig ditches, level the ground, and cultivate terraces. They are very busy.

After two days of work, a rudimentary herbal garden appeared in the mountains. This herbal garden is of course much smaller than Wanyao Ridge, and its aura, soil, climate, etc. are also much inferior. Sangmugong muttered and cursed.

After waiting for a long time, after seeing Wang Yan's murderous gaze, he finally stopped talking.

Of the thousands of natural and earthly treasures that Wang Yan obtained, only a few were of immediate use. He entrusted Sang Mugong to plant the rest in this herbal garden. Madam Bai Gu asked Wang Yan to name this herbal garden.

Wang Yan held it in for a long time and came up with the name "Baicao Garden". Naturally, he was inevitably scolded by Sang Mugong again.

It's night, and the bright moon is in the sky.

Some of the replanted herbs have regained their vitality after being carefully cared for by Sang Mugong. They stretched out their bodies in the night wind, sucking in the spiritual energy of Beiman Mountain. The faint fragrance of the medicine emitted.

Wang Yan was like a honest old farmer, walking in the herb garden, looking here and touching there, and he was very happy.

"Your martial arts experience, understanding of the nature of heaven and earth, understanding of human relations, etc., have all improved a lot recently, but the accumulation of mana has not. This time you have obtained so many treasures from heaven and earth, which is just a good time to save some mana for the future.

Prepare to be promoted to the realm of seizing the body. After breaking through to the realm of seizing the body, you can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and your progress will be a thousand miles away."

On the cliff in front of Jiuyin White Bone Cave, the Wheel of Destiny warned Wang Yan.

The improvement of a cultivator's strength can be divided into two aspects, one is spiritual enlightenment, and the other is the accumulation of mana. The accumulation of mana is nothing more than a grinding effort, relying on years and months of moving around the sky to refine the essence and transform it into qi.

God, blending dragons and tigers, etc., or swallowing all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, elixirs and elixirs to increase magic power. Heavenly materials and earthly treasures are hard to come by, and only the top figures of the seven major sects can eat the elixirs and elixirs.

Ordinary monks don't get this kind of treatment.

In addition to the accumulation of mana, mental enlightenment is also very important. The so-called spiritual improvement is to rely on experience in the world of mortals to gain insight into the world, see through the world of mortals, and see through the avenue, thereby improving one's own level. The avenue is contained in everything, weddings and funerals

The Great Way is contained in marriage, the Great Way is contained in calligraphy and painting, the Great Way is contained in fighting on the battlefield, and even the Great Way is contained in urination and defecation. For example, there is a Kung Fu in Buddhism called "Happy Zen", which relies on the sexual intercourse between men and women.

In the moment of bliss, people's spiritual thoughts return to their original nature and comprehend the great avenue of heaven and earth.

Nanfanbuzhou advocates Taoism, and its basic Qi refining techniques are also widely spread among the people. Ordinary people also know some techniques of nourishing Qi and refining Qi. Throughout the ages, many great masters in painting, calligraphy, martial arts, poetry, and tea ceremony have

There are also many masters who have risen through the air and become immortals. These great masters are often pure-minded and talented. They can achieve astonishing accumulations by relying on the most rudimentary Qi-refining skills and perseverance.

After accumulating enough mana, coupled with their understanding of art and the way of heaven, they can become immortals and saints easily. Let's not talk about it far away, let's just talk about the poet Li Bai in the middle of the Tang Empire, which is an excellent example.

Li Bai was not only a poet, but also a swordsman and a wine fairy. He was born with fairy spirit and was unruly and unrestrained. When he was young, Li Bai was good at swordsmanship and ranked second in the martial arts rankings of the Tang Empire. He once used a long sword to kill people in the busy city.

Killing several masters and then escaping far away. This deed was passed down as a good story by people at the time.

Li Bai indulged himself in landscapes all his life and traveled to all the famous mountains, swamps, caves, heavens and blessed places in the Tang Empire. Everywhere he went, he would get drunk, dance with swords, and recite poems while he was drunk. People in the world

Everyone thought he was crazy, but they didn't know that this was also a kind of accumulation, a spiritual accumulation.

When Li Bai was more than sixty years old, he went into the mountains to search for immortals, glimpsed the way of heaven on a small boat, and became an immortal.

Wang Yan's current spiritual accumulation is almost enough to break through to the realm of seizing the body, but the accumulation of mana is not enough.

"Tonight is the fifteenth day, a full moon night, which is just right for you to practice! This ghost heart grass can increase your true energy, and the cold pond crystal can make your soul more condensed. They are both good things. Open your mind and I will teach you.

Use your Tiandao teachings to absorb these two treasures!"

Wang Yan opened his mind as he was told and sat cross-legged on the cliff. The bright moonlight shone on him like drizzle. He felt extremely comfortable all over, as if he was bathing in his mother's arms.

The moon belongs to yin, which is very beneficial to the cultivation of yin ghosts, demons, and even flowers and plants. The moon is the main source of recuperation and hair growth, and ascetics can quickly recover from their injuries by practicing with the help of the moon at night.

On the contrary, the sun is powerful and domineering, full of masculine energy. If a ghost who has not cultivated to the realm of expelling objects is exposed to the sun at noon, his soul will immediately fly away.

His index finger and middle finger are in the shape of a flower, and the other three fingers are slightly open. Both hands are placed three inches above the Dantian at the same time, and the body is leaning. Look at your nose with your eyes, and look at your heart with your nose.

A series of vague whirlpools were formed above his head, like greedy little mouths, devouring the essence of the moonlight.

This is a cultivation method of Tiandao sect, which can help cultivators borrow the energy of the moon to practice. Basically, this skill can only be used by those in the realm of seizing the body, but Wang Yan is now infinitely close to the realm of seizing the body, and he can barely simulate swallowing

The vortex of vitality.

When he first started practicing, he could only place the cover on the Baihui point on the top of his head. Baihui point is a heavy point on the human body, named Baihui, which means the place where "hundred gods meet" and is the most important. In Taoist terminology, it is also called mud.

Maru Palace and Niwan Palace were sealed, and the cultivator could no longer use any of his magical powers.

Placing the shield door in the Niwan Palace is the most dangerous and stupid way, but Wang Yan has no choice due to his strength.

Three ghost heart grasses and two cold pond crystals are flying around Wang Yan. This is also the limit that Wang Yan can absorb at present. If he does more, he won't be able to absorb it, so there is no point.

"Hey!" Wang Yanyi guarded the universe, and his Qi traveled around the world, forming a cycle all over his body. According to the running route of the "Small Breathing and Inhalation Technique" of Tiandao teaching, Wang Yan's Qi quickly traveled ninety-nine and eighty-one circles in the meridians. Then

The ghost heart grass and cold pool crystal were wrapped by his true energy mixed with the power of the moonlight, gradually disintegrated and melted, then injected from Wang Yan's Niwan Palace, and slowly stored in Wang Yan's body.

"Small Breathing Technique" is the most superficial breathing method of Tiandao Sect, but even so, it is more powerful than the "Great Breathing Technique" of most sects in the world. Although Tiandao Sect does not have many exercises, almost every

All of them are powerful.

The most powerful breathing method in the world is said to be the "Taotie Swallowing Heaven Technique" of the Tiandao Sect. This method has magical powers and mysteries. When practiced to the highest level, it can even swallow the magic power and true energy of all immortals, gods, demons and ghosts. However,

These are all legends. Even Lin Shijian, the third generation Tiandao leader, has not mastered it, let alone others.

One night passed, the jade rabbit fell in the west, and the golden crow rose in the east.

A red fireball appeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds in Beiman Mountain. Roosters began to crow in the distance.

Wang Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

The divine light in his eyes was restrained, and the red [Qi Wuqi] was constantly flashing inside. Qi Wuqing gathered and dispersed, sometimes changing into a red line, and sometimes turning into a dense air mass.

In the end, the chaotic zhenqi penetrated into Wang Yan's Dantian and was stored, gradually improving his body.

At this moment, Wang Yan is already infinitely close to the realm of body seizing!

He felt that his ears and eyes were sharp, and every plant and tree within a radius of thousands of miles seemed to be under his control. This is an illusion that every cultivator will have before breaking through the realm. In an instant, he will have a consciousness several times beyond his own realm, but

It won't be long before it gradually returns to normal.

At this time, his heart suddenly started to throb!

Broken limbs and broken arms. Blood and flesh flying everywhere. Human heads fell to the ground. The devil sat among the corpses, devouring the heart with big mouthfuls.

In a small mountain village thousands of miles away, a massacre was taking place.dd


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