Chapter 386: Each Has Its Own Story

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Decided to go back to the entrance and join the ninth-rank powerhouse without any delay.

But along the way, Fang Ping was extremely vigilant.

Seeing him glance at her several times, Qin Fengqing couldn't help but become annoyed and said, "I'm not going to snatch it!"

The key can't be grabbed!

The current him really can't beat Fang Ping, and Fang Ping will send him flying with one punch, not to mention how miserable he is.

Fang Ping ignored him, grabbed old man Li's shoulder, and reminded: "Be careful, we should not be out of danger, no accidents, on the way back to the entrance, there are enemies ambushing us!"

Here, 600 miles away from the entrance of the channel.

Human fighters, no matter how far they run, will always return to the entrance.

The reason why it is so certain to judge that there is an ambush is because... the wealth value has not increased!

This means that, in fact, several people are not out of danger.

As soon as Fang Ping finished speaking, Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang were extremely fast, and instantly grabbed Old Man Li's arm. Although Old Man Li was not a real Grade 8, his speed was extremely fast, not slower than Grade 8. Follow him and run even faster. quick.

Li Hansong patted slowly, seeing the three of them grabbing Lao Li's arm, with embarrassing faces, he also stepped forward to grab Lao Li's arm, and apologized: "Mr. Li has worked hard."

Old man Li didn't talk nonsense, but he raised his vigilance.

As for Li Hansong's slow reaction... just get used to it.

It's not like those three little brats, as soon as there is danger, several people want to stick to him immediately.

Fang Ping's mental power was scattered, and while detecting the situation, he whispered: "If there is no eighth grade, can we kill them?"

If it was Rank 7 who ambushed them, it might not be hopeless to kill them.

Old man Li shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "I don't have the advantage of crushing, nor is it siege. It's hard to prevent the opponent from running away."

At this moment, even if he is one-on-one, he may not be able to leave a seventh-rank expert.

Fang Ping was a little regretful, and sighed softly: "You have become weaker now that you have cut the sixth rank and the eighth rank."

Old man Li was speechless, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, but after thinking about it, he said: "I'm average in fist and kick, go back and make me a magic sword, I'll keep it for a while, and I'll kill it for you later!"

Speaking of magic weapons, Fang Ping became interested, and quickly asked: "What are the conditions for building a magic weapon?"

The magic weapon is very powerful, Zhou Zhengyang blew himself up with the magic weapon, which is comparable to a master's self-destruct.

Zhou Zhengyang, who holds a magic weapon, is extremely powerful. At the beginning, he had five enemies and nine, and Zhou Zhengyang's contribution was indispensable.

"The Divine Weapon is also called the Void Soldier. Just like the manifestation of spiritual power, it can be virtual or real. The most important raw material is actually related to spiritual power."

Old man Li said in a low voice: "At least, the core and brain core of a seventh-rank high-grade monster are needed to be smelted into one.

Some precious rare metal materials are added, and many other auxiliary materials are also added.

For example, the bones of high-grade monsters, the vines of high-grade monster plants...

In the end, high-grade warriors use their spiritual strength and blood to accumulate and integrate into their bodies. This is the divine weapon.

In other words, a magic weapon is roughly equivalent to a complete high-grade monster beast or monster plant..."

Fang Ping heard the words and whispered: "Can the middle-grade warriors be made?"

"Think too much, you are not qualified enough now, and you can't control it."

Old man Li shook his head and said: "Shenbing is usually activated by the power of heaven and earth. I should be able to use it too, but it may not be able to exert all the functions of the magic weapon. It is difficult for you to control it. If you get it, it may not be as powerful as the current one." Kou knife is easy to use."

"Ping Chaos Knife."

Fang Ping corrected a sentence, the name has been changed long ago.

After that, Fang Ping said again: "So, the value of a magic weapon is still higher than the value of a high-grade monster corpse?"

"Of course."

"Very expensive."

High-grade monsters, do humans kill a lot?

rare!

Humans generally don't deliberately hunt and kill those high-grade monsters, and some high-grade monsters gather together.

The great enemy of the Catacombs has not yet been resolved, if killing monsters now, once the monsters riot, it is just provoking the great enemy for no reason.

Of course, few does not mean none.

Some strong people will go on some Jedi expeditions, and sometimes they will hunt and kill them if they meet them.

Moreover, in the Catacombs, some strong men have monster mounts, or they can also have partners.

Some strong human beings also have mounts. Fang Ping has heard of this, but it is usually only available at the ninth rank, and there are not many of them.

Some of the hunted monsters came from these people.

Over the years, humans have also accumulated some inventory. There are not many warriors with divine weapons, but not too few.

Ninth-rank ones are generally available, eighth-rank ones may not be, and seventh-rank ones depend on family background and luck.

Old man Li laughed and said, "It's quite expensive, Fang Ping, think about it, how about getting me a sword?"

Old man Li felt that he might not be able to afford it, because he was too poor.

But Fang Ping is rich!

Authentic local tyrants!

Among other things, energy stones and life essence are all worth a lot of money.

If there are enough life essences, it is enough to directly exchange for a magic weapon.

Fang Ping remained silent with a dark face. Now that old man Li is also eyeing his small coffers, won't he blush?

"Fang Ping, think about it, if I have a magic weapon, killing the seventh rank is like killing a chicken, killing the eighth rank, it may not be useless, killing the ninth rank..."

Well, old man Li felt that he couldn't blow it anymore, and if he continued blowing it, Fang Ping would really provoke him to come back with a few Ninth Grades, and he was afraid that his heart would burst.

Not impossible, very likely.

"No money!"

Fang Ping didn't want to talk to him, and said again: "By the way, do the masters of Mowu have magic weapons?"

"nothing."

Old man Li shook his head, poor!

Even Wu Kuishan, although he is the principal, does not mean that he is rich, and the principal is also very poor.

Just look at the grandmasters who entered this time, Zhou Zhengyang is the only one below rank nine.

why?

They are rich!

Zhengyang Martial Arts Halls are located all over Nanjiang, and there are also all over the country.

Added together, there may be hundreds of martial arts gyms.

It is not difficult for a martial arts gym to earn tens of millions of dollars a year, with an annual income of 1 billion!

The Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall has been open for many years. Zhou Zhengyang's net worth is not to mention tens of billions, but billions is definitely there. Others don't have his net worth.

What's more, Zhou Zhengyang will also go hunting in the burrow.

Speaking of magic weapons, Fang Ping thought of Zhou Zhengyang, a seventh-rank grandmaster, it seemed that Zhou Zhengyang had magic weapons.

Fang Ping thought of it, and Wang Jinyang thought of it too.

Fang Ping did know about the situation of the grand master battle, but Wang Jinyang left early and has been avoiding hunting outside these days, so he really doesn't know the specific situation.

From meeting to now, he didn't have time to ask.

At this moment, Fang Ping talked about the magic weapon, and Wang Jinyang suddenly said: "Mr. Li, what happened to the other masters during the battle that day?"

Old man Li shut up for a moment.

Fang Ping didn't care, and whispered: "I don't know about the others, Director Zhou died in battle."

When he left, Zhou Zhengyang had already blew himself up.

"Zhan... is dead?"

Wang Jinyang's eyes dimmed instantly!

It was rumored that behind Wang Jinyang was a master, not the principal of Nanwu.

That's not hearsay!

Is the truth!

And that master is none other than Zhou Zhengyang.

In fact, it's not a secret. When Wang Jinyang first entered the first rank, he was short of money and Nanjiang didn't have many tasks. In order to make money, working as a part-time trainer at the Budokan was a faster way to make money.

And the largest Martial Arts Hall in Nanjiang is Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall.

During the process, it was nothing more than that the old and the young saw each other right, and Zhou Zhengyang felt that he was a good talent, so he gave a few words of advice.

It's not too much care, the master actually doesn't take care of those geniuses on purpose.

Even Fang Ping, even in Mowu, is actually not considered to be given special care, what should be given to you will be given to you, and what should not be given to you, you need to fight for it yourself.

The reason why a genius is a genius is not that you get something for nothing, but that you can get more yourself under the same fair conditions.

However, it is a fact that Zhou Zhengyang is optimistic about Wang Jinyang. No matter whether Wang Jinyang travels southward at the first rank or northward at the third rank, the existence of Zhou Zhengyang reduces a lot of resistance for him.

A strong man at the peak of the seventh rank, holding a magic weapon, is not even much less influential than an ordinary eighth rank.

Otherwise, a single headmaster of Nanwu may not be able to make him go north smoothly.

There are many people walking on the road of invincibility.

However, if you observe carefully these people who walk the invincible road, you will find that there are strong people behind them.

Without strong support, you can fight whoever you want?

If you want to sweep other people's face, do you sweep other people's face?

If you want to fight at the same level, others must fight at the same level as you?

You are a low-grade warrior, where do you get the confidence?

Zhou Zhengyang is not Wang Jinyang's mentor, nor is he a relative. He can only be regarded as a close friend. The older generation of strong people is more optimistic and caring for the younger generation.

Even so, when he heard the news of Zhou Zhengyang's death in battle, Wang Jinyang's heart still throbbed.

died!

My mentor was trapped in a burrow, and he narrowly escaped death!

The honest elder who he had befriended also died in the burrow.

Where is the principal?

Where is the governor?

How about the great masters of Nanjiang, and the others?

Is this the sorrow of the weak?

Fang Ping's figure appeared in the corner of the eye. At this moment, Wang Jinyang suddenly felt jealous and envious.

He didn't even know what he was envious of!

But there was an unspeakable pain in my heart.

My mentor, I don't know whether he is alive or dead, and my old friend, who died before my eyes, is powerless...

"Become stronger!"

"I'm not strong enough!"

There is no moment when Wang Jinyang desires to be stronger than this moment.

If I were the grandmaster, if I was the eighth and ninth rank, then the tutor would not fall into the burrow that day, and curator Zhou would not die in the burrow...

At this moment, Wang Jinyang was as silent as a volcano about to erupt.

Feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Fang Ping didn't speak any more.

Although he is also from Nanjiang, his martial arts started in Shanghai.

The elders of the strong men he befriended are all in the magic capital.

People like Li Changsheng and Lu Fengrou are still alive.

The change in Wang Jinyang's mood made him understand that Zhou Zhengyang might have something to do with Wang Jinyang, but he didn't ask about the details.

On that day, old man Li almost died on the spot, and he also felt uncomfortable.

When a warrior you are unfamiliar with dies in battle, you will admire, sympathize, and feel sad, but you will feel less empathetic sadness.

And when a warrior you are familiar with, or a relative, dies in the burrow, you will no longer feel admiration, only helpless sorrow.

...

As Wang Jinyang fell silent, no one else spoke.

Qin Fengqing, who talked a lot, still acted foolishly, as if he didn't care about everything, but scenes flashed in his mind.

Sadness belongs only to the weak.

He, Qin Fengqing, didn't want to be weak, and didn't want to be sad all the time.

Long ago, his father died in battle in the crypt, and his mother cried for many years.

After growing up and entering Mowu, he felt more sadness and helplessness.

Entering the burrow, the captain died in battle, and his teammates died in battle.

Until later, his father's teacher, half of his own teacher, that old man also died in battle.

The repeated setbacks, sadness, and helplessness made Qin Fengqing understand that the root of all this was that he was too weak.

So, he wants to become stronger.

Use all means to become stronger!

His aptitude is not very good, very few people know that he, Qin Fengqing, is a bone-hardening warrior who failed to reach the second level.

But he, a bone-hardening martial artist, has done something that many people have never done in their entire lives.

Before he graduated, he had reached the fourth rank!

Moreover, it is expected to enter the fifth-rank realm!

This kind of progress makes people forget that his martial arts aptitude is mediocre, and his current advancement is all due to his hard work.

Outsiders only know that he, Qin Fengqing, is very arrogant and rampant, and the third grade dares to go deep into the cave for hundreds of miles.

But those guys don't even think about it, is he really stupid if he can cultivate to the third rank, isn't it dangerous to go deep into the burrow? very dangerous!

If you can go deep, you will have a chance.

In Modu, if you don't go deep into the crypt, you won't have much to gain from the periphery.

If he didn't go deep into the catacombs to take risks, maybe until now, he was still wandering in the junior and middle stages of the third rank, how could he enter the upper rank of the fourth rank so quickly.

Before the third rank, he didn't enter the country quickly, and he was still the first rank in his sophomore year.

But after the third rank, he improved faster than before the third rank, and several people have cared about this.

Martial arts experts each have their own stories, and each has its own source of motivation.

Today's Qin Fengqing has long been used to hiding all kinds of emotions, and the strong don't need the sympathy of outsiders.

...

In the silence, old man Li started to approach the passage at a high speed.

Fang Ping, who had been releasing his mental power, suddenly shook his head and shouted, "Run!"

Before the voice fell, two golden figures flashed in an instant.

Old man Li had been on guard for a long time, and he had no intention of fighting. A powerful energy wave erupted from his body, and he jumped into the air with his feet, and passed the encirclement of the two eighth ranks in the blink of an eye.

Further ahead is the passage, as long as it is within a hundred miles of the passage, these catacombs will not dare to chase it down, unless the ninth rank strikes.

In terms of strength, old man Li may not be comparable to any eighth-ranker, but it is difficult for an eighth-ranker to surround and kill him if he only runs without fighting.

Unless it is really blocked.

Old man Li only ran and didn't fight, and the two people behind him were also chasing after him, and powerful energy fluctuations struck from behind.

Fang Ping and the others no longer remained silent, and took action one after another. They hugged each other tightly, and quickly ran in front of old man Li. They couldn't bear the attack of the eighth rank.

Old man Li emitted a strong golden glow from his back, he ignored it and continued to run.

At this time, the slightly sad atmosphere before dissipated, and in the chaos, Qin Fengqing still had the desire to curse, and scolded in a low voice: "Tie Tou, don't push me against me, push Fang Ping!"

At this moment, the four of them were entangled together. Fang Ping was at the front, tightly hugging Lao Li's waist, and the three behind him also held on to him and dared not let go.

Li Hansong was at the outermost edge, and when he heard Qin Fengqing scolding, he said helplessly, "You guys are faster than me, what can I do?"

Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang's movements were not slow. As soon as Fang Ping hid in front, these two guys immediately followed around to the front. He was the last one, could he get in without being outside?

Qin Fengqing muttered, and didn't scold any more. Forget it, it's fine if this guy is on the outermost edge. If someone comes from the front, he will be the first to be killed, so don't worry too much about being hit a few times.

Old man Li, who was leading four people, was not running slowly.

For the seventh and eighth rank powerhouses, the weight of a few people is nothing.

Even these guys are quite heavy.

While running, old man Li exuded a powerful force of qi and blood, reminding the Jiupin on the other side of the passage to come and meet him.

It didn't take long for a response.

In front, two powerful auras rose up, and Wu Chuan and Zhao Xingwu had already sensed the situation here.

With the movement of the two auras, the speed of the pursuers in the rear gradually slowed down.

"It's safe!"

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Ping also breathed a sigh of relief. When two powerful auras came and the pursuers retreated, his wealth value finally changed, which meant that these people really gave up hunting.

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