Fanatic Martial God

Time passed by, and as Xiao Chen worked hard to cultivate, the soul power in the body gradually grew stronger, but Xiao Chen did not rush to alchemy. After all, he did not know much about herbs.

Before alchemy, the most basic thing is to understand the efficacy of various herbs. Nowadays, among the storage rings left by the tyrants, the herbs are some common herbs. There are no precious herbs at all, and there are not many kinds of them. Xiao Chen Need to know for yourself.

"I have been practicing for more than ten days. Now the soul power should be able to refine a product, but it is not the time, and there is no medicine to refine a product." Xiao Chen said to himself, and his face was happy.

Only after cultivating for more than ten days, I have the soul power that can refine a product. If I know it by the alchemy teacher of the Tianyue mainland, I don’t know what reaction he will have.

Soul power is harder to cultivate than the real yuan. Xiao Chen has only cultivated for more than ten days, and he has the power of the soul. This can definitely shock all alchemists.

Xiao Chen looked at his clothes that had become ruined because of cultivation. He couldn’t help but smile: "The clothes are broken like this, and the shoes can’t be worn. It’s awkward."

Although he was embarrassed, Xiao Chen was very happy and very happy. Because he had been practicing for ten months, he not only became a monk in the early days of his heart, but also became an inspirational master!

"Fengyuecheng is definitely not going back now, or it is better to go to heaven. It has been practiced for almost a year. It is always practiced. If there is no fighting experience, it will be useless to cultivate it again." Xiao Chen said that he was breaking through the heart. I wanted to leave when I was in the period, but I didn’t expect to find alchemy, so I dragged on for half a month.

Practice is important, but the combat experience is more important. Xiao Chen has not yet fought a battle. At most, he has seen disciples in Xiandaozong.

"Goodbye, thank you for staying with me for almost a year!" Xiao Chen smiled at the cave and looked at it for a while. Then he turned and left, heading in the direction of heaven.

Xiao Chen has no silver and no spar. It is too extravagant for him to ride in a carriage. It is better to walk on foot. It is a cultivation, not to mention the road to Tiandu is very far away.

Since the body has been washed by the blood of the gods, Xiao Chen has never felt tired. In the cave, from the morning dance sword, dance to the evening did not feel tired, this super-physical, Xiao Xiao is very shocked.

After leaving the cave, Xiao Chen was flying fast in the mountains, like a monkey jumping around on a big tree, and the blink of an eye disappeared.

At an hour, Xiao Chen has crossed several mountains. If you change it, don't say it is a few mountains. If you go up to the mountainside, you will be tired.

Xiao Chen quickly shuttled and smiled happily: "My physical condition is stronger than before. I turned over several mountains and I don't feel tired at all. Oh, the feeling of becoming stronger is comfortable, no wonder Xiandaozong. The disciples are so happy when they have a breakthrough."

After another hour, Xiao Chen came to a small town called Qingshui Town, which is the only way to the heavens.

Xiao Chen entered Qingshui Town, and his white clothes, which were ruined and dirty, and his bare feet appeared, causing the attention of the monks in Qingshui Town. The rate of returning is almost 300%!

"Hey? Who is that little devil? How is it like a beggar?" A monk was shocked and looked at Xiao Chen strangely.

"Who is this child? How have you not seen it in Qingshui Town? Good face."

"I still have bare feet, and there is a sword behind it! Strange, how can you not see his cultivation?"

"Good and firm eyes, very calm."

Xiao Chen is not angry because of these weird eyes, but is happy, because these strange eyes do not contain ridicule, disdain, but only strange and curious, and compared with the eyes of everyone in Fengyuecheng, he looks very enjoyable. It’s weird eyes now.

"I don't have silver or spar at the moment. It seems that I can only use the herbs left by the predecessors of the tyrants to change to the pawnshop. Otherwise, they will wear so badly, and others will definitely laugh." Xiao Chen whispered.

Later, under inquiry, Xiao Chen came to the pawnshop of Qingshui Town. There were also many people in the pawnshop. Some were in the transaction, some were thinking, because the price was too low, and it was difficult to decide at a time.

Xiao Chen switched to the spar, and went to the cloth shop. He bought a new dress and changed the broken clothes. The whole person looked spiritual.

A white shirt, a neat long hair shawl, a delicate eyebrow, a smile on the tender face, compared with the original wearing a broken clothes, it is like a change of a person, plus a carrying Putting a long sword, it seems a lot of prestige, walking on the street, no one can see that he is just a tattered teenager.

After changing the new clothes, with the childish Xiao Chen, I left with joy. I ate the flower bark in the cave for almost a year. I was tired of eating it now. Now I have a spar. Of course, I have to eat a meal. It is.

After eating and drinking, this is going to leave Qingshui Town and continue to travel to Tiandu. Although there are monks in Qingshui Town, the monks are very weak, and they are worse than the monks in Fengyuecheng. Qingshui Town is just a temporary rest. Only the place.

Heaven is not the same, Tiandu can be said to be a master like a cloud, the strength is stronger than the Yang family, and the monks of the heavens can go alone to experience, because not far from the sky, there is a monster Mountains.

The Wicked Mountain Range, as its name suggests, has a variety of powerful monsters in the mountains. The monks of the Heavenly Kingdom will go to the Wicked Mountain Range.

Although Tiandu is far away from Fengyuecheng, Xiaochen has heard about the Beast Mountain Range since he was a child. This is why he has to go to Tiandu. It is for the sake of experience. In order to improve his cultivation, only through constant fighting. In order to continuously break through the limits of their own, but also absorb a wealth of combat experience!

Dropping a lower spar, Xiao Chen is leaving.

Sufficient and full of spirits, out of Qinghe Town, it is into a dense forest, the cool breeze blowing, Xiao Chen face is a little more joy.

"Hey, boss, there is a little devil head into the woods!" In the woods, a burly big man pointed to Xiao Chen in joy.

"Hey, there is a road to wealth today, a little devil, you can get it yourself." The boss's face instantly appeared to mean a wretched smile, his eyes flashed fiercely.

Xiao Chen, who was happy, also saw the big men. When they saw their eyes, they knew that they were not good, but Xiao Chen did not worry.

"Little devil, put the silver and the spar on your body and let you go, or interrupt your arm." A burly man screamed, and the tiger glanced at Xiao Chen, a pair of people to eat.