Nine hundred and fifty-ninth chapters take what they need
(I plan to upload three chapters today. The matter of Jingyun Sect will also be over.)
Looking at the scene in front of them, Qin Fengming and Ouyang Chen understood that the training ground of Jingyun Sect had indeed been breached by them.
At this time, the exit of the valley was already a hundred feet away, but when the two of them recalled what they had experienced in the past two days, they looked at each other with a trace of fear in their hearts. The magic formations in front of them were not a threat to them.
It is extremely limited, but the last ancient magic circle is indeed a great threat to the two of them.
If it were another Chengdan monk, even the peak Chengdan monk, if he were besieged by such a magic circle, he would have no choice but to perish in the end.
Although this challenge to the Jingyun Sect's ultimate magic circle ended in victory for the two of them, Qin Fengming still had some fears in his heart at this time. The Jingyun Sect's trial place here has many types of magic circles.
It includes almost all the magic circles in the world of immortality at this time.
These magic formations are not without threats to Qin Fengming, but Qin Fengming is in no danger under the protection of the corpse refining and the mid-stage pill-making puppets.
Among the magic formations Qin Fengming encountered, there were at least ten magic formations, which appeared to be extremely powerful. Even though he tried his best, he could not find the formation's eyes, and finally had to use powerful means to directly solve the problem.
At this time, although the two of them knew that there was no restriction behind them, due to their scheming minds, they would not take any action against each other here. Therefore, the two of them were smiling and seemed to have known each other for a long time.
"Brother Ouyang, I have something to ask of you, but I don't know whether to say it or not?"
Qin Fengming cupped his fists and cupped his hands, and said with a smile on his face.
"Haha, Brother Qin is out of touch when he says that. You and I have experienced life and death together. If you have any words to say, please just say it. As long as Ouyang can do it, I won't refuse."
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Ouyang Chen was also startled, but he happily agreed in a flash. With his mind, he could not think of anything else he could ask for from the young master of Manghuang Mountain in front of him.
"Brother Ouyang, you and I came here because of gambling. I want to spend a sum of spiritual stones or precious spiritual grass materials to exchange for the bottle of golden marrow liquid with Brother Ouyang, but I don't know what I think?
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Qin Fengming still remembered the bottle of golden marrow liquid in his heart. But at this time, given the friendship between the two, it was impossible for them to compete, so he wanted to do some business with Ouyang Chen in private.
"Hahaha, it turns out that Brother Qin wants Ouyang's bottle of Golden Marrow Liquid. To be honest, Brother Qin, although the Golden Marrow Liquid has the effect of tempering and refining the body, for monks, its effect is not legendary.
It's so outrageous because there are some harsh conditions.
I think that when Ouyang got this golden marrow liquid, he was very happy like Brother Qin. However, after absorbing and refining it, he found that although his body's toughness had been greatly improved, the effect was not the same as the rumored effect.
It's a far cry from that.
Later, I deliberately searched many ancient classics. After detailed research, I finally learned that this golden marrow liquid does not have heaven-defying effects on all monks. Only those monks who practice body refining can.
Only in this way can the special energy contained in the golden marrow liquid be fully digested, but for ordinary monks, it can only be slightly improved."
Listening to Ouyang Chen's narration, Qin Fengming couldn't help but frown slightly. In fact, he was not very familiar with the golden marrow liquid. When he heard about it, he realized that there was something like this in it.
"Haha, thank you Brother Ouyang for your generous advice. However, brother still wants to get some golden marrow liquid. I wonder if Brother Ouyang can give up his love?"
Although Qin Fengming has not practiced the body refining technique at this time, he has a top body refining technique in his hands: the Golden Body Art. And he is confident that he can successfully practice the Golden Body Art.
Now that he knew the secret, Qin Fengming was even more eager for the golden marrow liquid.
"Since Brother Qin insists on getting the golden marrow liquid, Ouyang can certainly exchange it with Brother Qin. Ouyang can just accept the spiritual grass that Brother Qin placed in the hands of the Jingyun Sect monks."
Looking at the young monk standing in front of him, Ouyang Chen didn't care. At the beginning, he also had great hopes, thinking that as long as he refined the golden marrow liquid, his body would be as strong and tough as the body of a monster.
But in the end it turned out to be very different from what I had thought. It cannot be said that it had no effect at all, but it was far from what I imagined.
There are very few body-refining programs in the world of immortal cultivation, and top-grade ones are even rarer. Therefore, although Ouyang Chen knew about this, he gave up because it was difficult to find good body-refining programs.
Although Manghuang Mountain has a profound foundation, when Ouyang Chen comes to think about it, there is absolutely no top-level body-refining **. This is because ordinary monks are very dissatisfied with such dispensable auxiliary techniques as body-refining **.
Cold. Because the more top-notch the body training body, the more difficult it will be to overcome the difficulties it encounters during practice.
Moreover, monks fight by relying on the power of their own secret techniques and magic weapons. No matter how heaven-defying the secret technique of body refining is, it is difficult to compete with the powerful secret techniques of monks of the same level.
Rather than spending countless years cultivating a physical training method that is useless for cultivation, it is better to work hard to improve one's own cultivation and concentrate on practicing several secret techniques.
At the same time, Ouyang Chen has a hope in his heart at this time, that is, the young master of Manghuang Mountain in front of him will spend more energy to find a top-level body-refining weapon and then practice it. This will definitely slow down the opponent's progress in cultivation.
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Then if we meet him again, we might be able to kill him directly.
"That's very good. Brother Ouyang and I will each take what we need." As for Ouyang Chen's willingness to agree to this matter, Qin Fengming had already expected that his Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass would be an adult.
Even alchemy monks will be jealous.
At this time in the world of immortal cultivation, it is possible to get spiritual herbs that are thousands of years old and spend a sum of spiritual stones. However, spiritual herbs that are more than ten thousand years old are something that even those monks who transform into infants desperately want to get.
At the same time, Qin Fengming knew from the classics that although the Golden Marrow Liquid was rumored to be magical, it was extremely difficult to obtain. Moreover, when a monk used it, the effect would only be obvious the first time, and if used later, the effect would be greatly reduced.
Since Ouyang Chen has already used it once, the Golden Marrow Liquid is no longer necessary for him. Under the temptation of Ten Thousand Years Spirit Grass, he will undoubtedly choose Ten Thousand Years Spirit Grass.
After the two people negotiated, they wanted to get up and run towards the exit of the valley a hundred feet away. At this moment, Qin Fengming paused and spoke again:
"Brother Ouyang, I still have something to ask for, but Brother Ouyang has to take care of it." "Oh, Brother Qin, if you have anything else, just tell me." "You can exchange it for that bottle of golden marrow liquid."
Ouyang Chen was extremely happy when he saw a thousand-year-old spiritual grass. Hearing Qin Fengming's words, he also stopped.
"Brother Ouyang, please help me cover up my identity as a younger brother. I hope not to let too many monks know about it." At this time, Qin Fengming was still a little worried about his identity. You know, when he was in heaven
In the Yan Mountains, the Evil God Sect summoned tens of thousands of demonic monks to chase and intercept themselves, hoping to capture them.
Although it was impossible for any of the Huaying monks to attack him openly at this time, it was better to do more than to do less.