Part 8, Chapter 300 The Prince Comes South

None of the three said much and left in a hurry.

Parting and warning Wu Juecheng over and over again: "Don't run around! We will come to see you at any time, your current cultivation base is too weak, in this land, it is difficult to find a few people weaker than you !"

"The other brothers will definitely come to see you when they find out!"

"Practice quickly to be serious!"

"These are some elixir to assist in practicing."

"These are some spiritual treasures, to assist in practicing..."

"This is……"

"We have to go back and inform the other brothers about this matter. It's a moment earlier..."

"Or other Nine Tribulation Brothers will come here to ask you for proof..."

"Be careful, second brother!"

Seeing his brothers go back, Wu Juecheng took a deep breath, holding back the soreness in his heart. I really want to fight with you...

But I can't drag you guys down, wait for me...

Wu Juecheng didn't refuse the training elixir left by his brothers, and accepted them all without even saying any kind words.

You don't need to be courteous to take things with your brother. If you are polite to them, I am afraid that as soon as I say polite words, they will break my head the next moment...

"Boss... all the brothers already know about your painstaking efforts that day..." Wu Juecheng murmured, "As long as there is an opportunity, we must seize it and bring the boss back to life. , apologize to the boss."

After a long silence, Wu Juecheng punched hard on the hard Yuhuayan ground!

This punch is completely self-torture, without any protection, without any cultivation!

The ground didn't move, but Wu Juecheng's fist was immediately dripping with blood. But he didn't stop, and continued to punch and punch, cursing angrily: "Why are you pretending to be so aggressive! Didn't you scold the boss like that back then? When you met your brother, you were so stern, full of irony and sarcasm You scolded them for being ungrateful. What about you! What about you! What about you!!! How did you resent the boss at the beginning!! Forty thousand years!! Is your hatred much less than theirs!! What are you scolding, Why do you have the face to scold!! Hey..."

Since knowing the truth,

The resentment and powerlessness in my heart have been accumulated for too long, and it cannot be relieved or let go.

Every time I think of it, it's a heart-wrenching bite by Wan Chong, he hates it! He hates the sky, the earth and even more himself! !

Why! Why! Who can tell him why God is so unfair! Why do good people have to endure so many disasters! !

Facing the hatred of his brothers, Wu Juecheng seemed to see himself back then. The same contempt and resentment.

The blood rushed to the top of his head in an instant, he could no longer control himself, he only knew that he hated, he was angry, and he wanted to scold these idiots in front of him! Damn! brute! A brother, but also himself.

A curse; in a trance. It was as if the boss was standing by his side.

The boss is not here, Wu Juecheng will take the blame for the boss! Although the boss would never curse like this even if he was here, Wu Juecheng could no longer control himself.

Punch after punch, blood is dripping, heart is hurting, no matter how much blood is shed, can it compare to the blood and tears of the boss. cannot! Can it replace the pain of the boss?

His hands were already numb, he didn't feel any pain at all, and his bones were already exposed. Wu Juecheng suddenly seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, staring at the bright red on the ground flowing farther and farther away. ...

A drop of tear slipped from the corner of his eye and melted into the pool of blood, Wu Juecheng whispered like smiling or crying. "Wu Juecheng, Wu Juecheng, you are not a good thing, you are ungrateful! You are just an ungrateful villain..."

At this time, Wu Juecheng was just like a helpless child, squatting in the corner hugging his knees, crying. ...

I didn't cry when I couldn't find a brother, but now that I have found a brother. Why am I crying? But I can't bear the pain in my heart...

...

Chu Yang once said a word: Such a hero, even the heavens have to account for it!

Wu Juecheng remembered this sentence!

Heroes never die!

If there is no hope, we must try our best to create hope, let alone a hope that once existed even though it was slim?

In Lone Bamboo City.

Chu Yang has stayed here peacefully for three full days. During these three days, he collected medicinal materials like a nouveau riche. Of course, it must be collected in different appearances.

If you only use the same appearance to search for medicinal materials, you may be caught out on the first day.

Buying medicines in a market regardless of price and cost, no matter what the starting point is, such buyers and sellers are not accepted by the market, but five or six people collect separately, and Chu Yang changes his appearance every day to go out in person, the situation is just It's different, this has changed from a malicious panic buying to a shortage of supply!

Although the end result is the same, the market's reaction is more normal, at least it won't draw too much attention from others, but the medicinal material market in Lone Bamboo City is still unavoidably booming.

Under the influence of supply and demand, even medicinal materials from some surrounding cities began to transport medicinal materials here.

Seeing this situation, Chu Yang immediately and decisively stopped the collection.

On the one hand, there is too much commotion, which may not be a good thing; Naturally, the price of medicinal materials and elixir for healing injuries and improving one's cultivation is very high.

The one hundred thousand Zixia coins seem to be a lot, but when they are really in use, you can’t help but spend them. In the past few days, it seems that seven or eight out of ten have been spent, and now the Nine Tribulations Space is still in a closed state , I don't know when it will be reopened, and I always have to make more plans for the moment.

During these few days of staying, every night, Chu Yang would secretly go to the ancestral tomb of the Yaozu, find a hidden place to hide in the surrounding area, and practice kung fu. It flew into the ancestral tomb without a sound.

The huge and complex dead energy accumulated in the ancestral tomb for tens of millions of years was absorbed little by little by the spirit of disaster.

Although the death energy in the ancestral tomb is heterogeneous and impure, the quality is really not high, but it is superior in quantity, very huge.

The soul of catastrophe first absorbs all of it, and then removes impurities little by little to purify it. In less than three days, the soul of catastrophe has recovered a little. Although it is still far from reaching the level of its heyday, the soul of catastrophe is already very satisfied.

That day, Fenglei Mie struck, and the soul of disaster that was being overcome by it was almost completely wiped out.

Compared to Meng Wuya, the soul of the catastrophe suffered much more serious injuries than Meng Wuya; but in terms of the current recovery status, the soul of the catastrophe definitely recovered faster than Meng Wuya.

For one thing, Calamity Shenshun has a special physique, almost immortal. Although the trauma was severe at the time, it did not actually hurt the original source. As long as there is enough necromantic energy, recovery is only a matter of time.

Secondly, even though Meng Wuya was seriously injured, he still refused to stop, chasing Chu Yang closely all the time, and mediating with people from all walks of life. During this time, there were many accidents, repeated blows, and even witnessed a large number of casualties among his subordinates one after another. His body was even more hurt. , the injury only became more and more serious, and he was like a catastrophic soul. He hid in Chuyang to heal his injuries from the very beginning of the injury.

In addition, there is another key point, that is, along the way, in addition to absorbing a large number of necromantic spirits from the dead on both sides, the soul of catastrophe is still beside Chu Yang, absorbing a lot from Chu Yang, but not being completely absorbed by Chu Yang. Absorbed pure necromancy.

Chu Yang's skill has been cultivated to a higher level, reaching the level of heaven and man. The operation efficiency of the Nine Heavens Divine Art is naturally sharper and stronger, and the ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is also further improved. The nine kinds of energy transformed by the Nine Heavens Divine Art are almost It is equivalent to the most original and purest energy of these nine kinds of energy. In terms of the energy of the dead, even an old monster like the catastrophe soul who has submerged hundreds of thousands of people, in terms of purity, must have beyond reach.

However, since there is still a considerable gap between the cultivation bases of the two, generally speaking, there is no such thing as Chu Yang being too late to absorb and overflowing. It is indeed extremely special. On the one hand, Chu Yang is now being washed by the huge and pure spiritual energy from the Nine Tribulations Space all the time, and the heaven and earth spiritual energy absorbed by him cannot help overflowing. It needs pure necromantic energy to further nourish the source. Although the amount of necromantic energy overflowing from Chu Yang is not large, its quality is extremely high. period too!

Mo Yuntian's people have now entered the Yaohuangtian, and some people even came to Guzhu City a few days ago, but after searching around, they did not find anything unusual. In addition, this place is not far from the Demon Queen's Palace, the core of the Yaohuangtian. Naturally, the visitor did not dare to offend easily, and quickly withdrew without gaining anything.

Chu Yang seized the time to quickly use the collected medicinal materials into medicine. In the past few days, everyone has been recovering from their injuries and practicing, and everything has been peaceful.

But Chu Yang knew that such calm would not last long. The calm at this moment was just an illusion before the storm.

And at this time, there was a young man in white who was walking towards this side with a frowning face all the way.

"Chu Yang...Where is this Chu Yang from?" The boy in white frowned, with a tangled expression on his face: "It's been said that he came here for refuge, so what's the point of you giving me such a portrait? How could he Appearing in the Demon Emperor's Heaven with his true face? Unless he is out of his mind, if you want to talk about how this person is so virtuous, it seems like rice that has been rounded hundreds of times..."

"Although the appearance of a person is really difficult to show, but since you can do such a thing, you can't use your appearance..."

The young man in white was holding exactly what Chu Yang had registered for at the time, with a frowning face and grinning teeth, as if three hundred strong men had been rounding the rice.

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The first update! The second update is later... The brothers who want to follow the post bar will have a gathering on YY, and work overtime tonight to write the second update; if you can't wait, you can watch it tomorrow.

Understand me. (to be continued...)