Red Fox Flying Heron: Didn't you go with me to the city lord yesterday to drink soup.

She wanted to refute, but she was afraid that when she went back, her sister would pull her to learn again.

She always felt that her sister was not pleasing to her eyes during this time, and the exchange was fake, and it was true that she wanted to beat her.

Red Fox Feiyan put the dragon blood in the wooden basin into the space bag, ignored her, turned around and walked towards the dragon mountain.

Time is limited, so it's important to pick spirit grass.

Sister, I can teach you a lesson at any time.

The red fox looked at the wooden bowl in his hand and felt as if he had missed a lot.....

I knew that I also had a barrel in the space bag.

The city lord is too, why didn't you say earlier that there was dragon blood in the secret realm?

The red fox heron cried and put the wooden bowl into the space bag.

Just as she was about to leave, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the Nine Gorillas actually poured the water in the water bladder hanging from her waist, and then poured dragon blood into the water bladder with a grunt.

As soon as she slapped the door of the head, I forgot that I also have a water bladder.

What Sister said is really right, the people of the Jiucang tribe seem to be honest, but they actually have a lot of thieves.

Because they came out to hunt sea beasts, the useless things in everyone's space bags were basically cleaned out.

Who would bring some wooden barrels or something like that, and take up space in the space bag.

There are only a few people who have to soak in the body refining potion every ten days before they bring the wooden barrel for bathing with them.

Everyone saw the dragon blood that was still decreasing, and then glanced at the dragon blood lake, a few plants that were growing more and more luxuriant, and lamented in their hearts: It's over, most of these dragon blood will be sucked dry by these plants.

The next time they come in, most of the Dragon's Blood Lake will be left with dirt.

If you miss the Dragon Blood Lake, you can't miss the spirit grass on the Dragon Mountain anymore.

Yun Huan Xia Ri and the others, after filling the space bag with everything that could be used to hold dragon blood, they walked towards the dragon mountain one after another.

The gravity at the foot of the mountain is about four times greater, and the higher you go, the stronger the pressure.

Of course, the higher the level of the spirit grass at the top of the mountain.

While they were loading the dragon's blood, Zishu climbed towards the top of the mountain.

is also digging spirit grass, of course, digging the high level first.

Some centurions, seeing the high-grade spirit grass on the top of the mountain, were greedy and wanted to go up too.

It turned out that the pressure above was too great to bear it at all, so I had to retreat.

Among the dozens of people who came in, except for Zishu, there were only a few commanders who had comprehended the artistic conception of those who climbed to the top of the mountain.

After taking out all the containers that could be filled with dragon blood on his body, Xun also walked towards the Dragon Mountain.

The foot of the mountain is better, and when I get to the mountainside, it is as if I have a mountain on my back, and it is uncomfortable to stand, let alone climb up.

In addition to the physical pressure, the mental aspect was also greatly suppressed.

Although the dragon is dead, the remnants are still there.

Fortunately, those who have advanced to the realm of divine consciousness can still withstand it when they climb to the mountainside.

There are several centurions, although they have transformed into mortals, they are still in the realm of spiritual consciousness, and after climbing to the mountainside, they are also a little overwhelmed.

The three children, Fish, Blue, and Feng Ge, couldn't stand it anymore after climbing two or three hundred meters high, and had to stop where they were.

Ye Ke climbed more than 200 meters more than them, and the sweat on his face fell down in strings, proving that he was not easy either.

Bud frowned, not only climbed to the mountainside, but also took out a medicine hoe, ready to dig the ripe spirit grass at his feet.

His pale face, clenched teeth, and many times slower than usual movements proved that he was not as relaxed as he seemed.

His cultivation may be the lowest among these people who came in.

Because of the cultivation of the exercises, both Blue Tinch and Feng Ge have now surpassed him.

But it is precisely because of the exercises that his foundation is stronger than anyone else's, and he has comprehended the potential.

Fighting against the coercion of the dragon with his strength, he can go farther than Ye, and the pressure is much less.

After slowly digging up the two spirit grasses, he also felt a little unbearable, so he stopped.

Squatting not far away, the Nine Aptitan who was digging a dragon scale grass saw this and thought that he was going to retreat.

As a result, I saw him take out an axe and begin to practice straight chopping seriously and persistently.

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When normal people can't stand it, shouldn't they retreat?

The younger brother of the city lord, why did he still practice martial arts?

Even if you stand there, the consumption is not so great.

He didn't know that when Bud was practicing the axe technique wholeheartedly, his energy was concentrated, and the momentum on his body was the highest, but it was the most relaxed.

This secret realm was originally used to cultivate future generations, and naturally it was impossible to just plant some spirit grass.

The gravity field of the Dragon Mountain Range and the coercion of the Dragon, as long as it can survive it, it will be of great benefit to both the body and the divine sense.

As Bud practiced the Straight Split over and over again, his spiritual sense was slowly growing.

When the spiritual consciousness is raised to a certain level, it is the time when the quantity and quality change and the divine consciousness is promoted.

Bud practiced his martial arts wholeheartedly, slashing into the void over and over again.

It was as if I didn't feel tired.

When a person is focused to a certain extent, everything in the outside world can be ignored by him.

At first, some centurions would look at him twice, but later, everyone was busy digging spiritual grass, and no one paid attention to him anymore.

In the secret realm, day and night, everyone was busy digging spirit grass, and they couldn't feel the passage of time.

Suddenly, a dazzling axe light, as if it was about to open the heavens and the earth, pierced the void, and the secret realm shook for a moment.

Fortunately, it quickly stabilized.

"Axe?"

The nine apes standing above the buds had their eyes wide and their faces were in disbelief.

He hasn't comprehended the artistic conception yet, how big is the Qingyan bud, how can he comprehend it so easily?

Compared to the younger brother of the city lord, he seems to have a fake head.

Zishu, who was digging high-grade spirit grass at the top of the mountain, felt the fluctuations below, and his eyes showed a hint of joy; "Finally comprehended! It's not in vain that during this time, I spent an hour giving him special training sooner or later." ”

Bud has a focused and persistent heart, and in terms of comprehending artistic conception, it is no worse than Zishu.

Even faster.

Although Zishu's talent is good, she has too many things to consider, too many artistic conception comprehensions, and scattered thoughts, but it is not as fast as the bud with only an axe in her heart.

Sometimes, specialization is also an advantage.

Langyue Lianxi saw the axe shadows that were still flashing below, and her artistic conception was improving little by little, and her eyes flashed slightly.

In a few years, this may be another Qingyan City Lord.

Other centurions, some envy and some fearful.

No matter what, from this moment on, Qingyan Ya is no longer just the younger brother of the city lord in their hearts, a dispensable role.

A teenager who comprehends the artistic conception at the age of thirteen will have an immeasurable future.