Chapter 1012 Hell Island
Top-ranking is not something that sixth-level sects can hope for. Even for several eighth-level forces in Tianmen, refining a first-rank pill is a huge investment, and they have to bear the risk of failure. , Shanari and other Danzong-born people have the most experience.
Wang Zhong saw it clearly and heard it clearly. The elder was telling a truth with a joke. At the same time, he also listened to those who held hope.
The lecture was over, and Elder Yimo who was sitting on the high platform turned into clouds and mist like nothingness and disappeared without a trace. The supervisor below was supplementing everyone with some rules and common sense in the alchemy hall. During the beginning period, it must be mainly to learn some Jiupin Dan and Bapin Dan.
For the refining of a panacea, shaping is only the minimum requirement. According to the shape, spirit, way, effect, etc., the nine-rank pills that seem to be exactly the same will also have great differences. Using the standard of Alchemy Hall, you can give it a score of one to ten. And this score will be included in the points. Of course, this is something that the disciples of the Alchemy Hall must complete, and it is the key to accumulating points. At the same time, it is also a good opportunity for those auditors.
The alchemy hall will not force the auditors to do the alchemy homework according to the requirements of the alchemy hall, but if you have refined it, you can also hand it in for the score evaluation, which will be counted as extra points on your own job points.
Therefore, whether it is the alchemy furnace or various materials, formal disciples of the alchemy hall don't have to worry about everything, and the alchemy hall will prepare everything for them, but if they are auditors, they have to spend their own money. Just take the alchemy furnace as an example, there are all grades, as long as you have enough money, you can even buy a super alchemy furnace that can be called a divine tool. Not enough, only money is not enough.
It is also a powerful system, and organizations that control the boundaries can easily concentrate resources and wealth. To put it bluntly, it is to squeeze the major civilizations, but the major civilizations are still willing to do so, but this is the price of advancement. , There will never be a bright future, this is the consensus of all civilizations, and for low-level civilizations, repairing Jindan is the only chance to turn around.
Wang Zhong didn't intend to buy it, and he couldn't afford it. He just learned about the price of renting a pill furnace from the supervisor. It's a bit exaggerated. All his "assets" can only be rented for a day's low-level pill furnace, which is exactly one thousand silver stars. stone.
What the hell is this shit? All the money to rent a pill furnace, and then refine the air? And it can only be rented for one day. Although the alchemy class on this first day is only to explain the basic outline, and there is no homework that needs to be completed, Lao Wang has already begun to worry about his plan to cultivate alchemy.
Speaking of which, I also have the support from Tianbao Street behind me. After Margesso collected the so-called 'protection fee', a sum of money will be allocated to Wang Zhong's account every month. Martial resources may be enough, but if you want to make alchemy, it's really not enough to fit your teeth. After all, it is only a fringe block in the middle ring. For some small organizations, it is worth fighting for. If it is really placed in the eyes of the sects that control huge resources in the center of the land, it is really not worth mentioning, let alone Wang Zhong and Ma Gesuo Their 'protection fee' is still very low...
The flying pig Jonas next to him actually fell asleep. This guy seemed to be barely a little energetic only when Elder Yimo was teaching on the Dao Road. Later, Elder Yimo started chatting with everyone, and when the ordinary supervisors taught various common sense rules At that time, it was a sound sleep, that is, fortunately this guy didn't snore, otherwise he would be beaten to death by the people around him.
Old Wang was also speechless. Is this guy not interested in such a wonderful class? I really don't know what this guy is doing here.
At this time, the show was over, and just as he was about to wake him up, an acquaintance came over to say hello.
"Wang Zhong, we meet again."
Shanari walked over with a smile, which surprised Old Wang. This woman has always given him the feeling of being a snobbish snobby. When she came to Tianmen, she was surrounded by many outstanding disciples of higher powers. He took the spiritual quality test yesterday. At that time, he took the most LOW Ding et al., and was ridiculed by others. How could this woman not keep him at a respectful distance?
"How does Tianmen taste?" Shanari asked Wang Zhong with a smile.
"It doesn't seem to have changed. Anyway, for humans, it's the same wherever you go." Wang Zhong said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that your friends will look down on you when you come here like this?"
"You man, don't be too rigid." Shanari smiled and blinked: "Tianmen is Tianmen after all, even if they look down on them in their hearts, most people still rely on their status and pretend to be."
Wang nodded emphatically, Shana Li just came to say hello, but in her own situation, Wang Zhong was a little puzzled that she didn't avoid suspicion like this, Lao Wang is not the second generation of demon here, the second generation of expensive, not so naive, Shana Li is definitely a "reasonable" person, why is he interested in himself?
Just because he defeated Yin Jiao? The level of Yin Jiao is nothing here at all, maybe his father spent a lot of money to get it in, and he took advantage of it.
"Boss, does that girl seem to have an idea?" Fei Zhu said, "She looks pretty good, I don't see that you earthlings are also attractive."
"You think too much, she should have other purposes."
"Well, we are the purest friendship! What's mine is yours!" During dinner, Jonas the Flying Pig firmly said that all the "vegetables and fruits" he brought were placed on the table. Criticize his style of not eating meat, but these "vegetables and fruits" are really extraordinary, full of spiritual energy inside, whoever eats them will know, although the phantom race is only a fifth-level civilization, but because of the excellent refining equipment, it is really not ordinary Those who are rich, the nouveau riche in God's Domain, are talking about the phantom race: "My dignity is also your dignity!"
"Well, yes. If you are beaten outside, I will try to stand as far away as possible, and I will never watch my good friend make a fool of myself." Wang Zhong patted him on the shoulder and said it quite firmly, looking at a Flying Pig with a helpless face, Wang Zhong couldn't help but rolled his eyes, playing tricks with his brother, you were still playing with mud during the meeting.
Lao Wang was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, Muzi had already come out of the depths of the Styx, sitting on a black rocky ground, and a hundred steps away was a dark dead wood forest, which was also his current destination .
Today is his seventh day on the island.
It took him seven days to get here from the shore. He completely underestimated the horror of this island. The huge death energy and the dignified spiritual pressure pressed on him with a law-like force. Every step, he has to pay unbelievable strength and hardship.
This unexpected difficulty did not block Muzi's persevering optimism. Although every step he took seemed like he had gone through a terrible life-and-death struggle, Muzi felt a sense of kindness besides the difficulties and dangers. , is hidden in the depths of the island, whenever he fights against the death energy and spiritual pressure and bursts forward, this kind feeling will become obvious.
Of course, one of the fundamental reasons for Muzi’s optimism is that on the first day he went to the island, he dug up the skeleton of an unknown creature in the sand on the shore. Half of these bones were disassembled, and then pieced together to make a white bone skirt. Although the appearance is a bit too coquettish and does not match his cold appearance with a small bald head, it is made of bones after all, and he has finally slipped away for many days. The archives have been reintroduced into the private realm of civilization.
No doubt, this is very important! One of the signs that civilization breaks away from a low-level form and enters a high-level stage is to learn to hide its shame, which is a sign of the rise of individual consciousness and dignity.
Therefore, having something to wear gave Muzi more reasons to be optimistic, and soon he found a large piece of small flowers hidden in the black sand. When the sand is opened, these flowers will happily stand upright towards the sky and bloom towards the sky. The black and white petals are clustered together, and when they move with the wind, they look like weird smiling faces trying to scare people.
Muzi was indeed taken aback, but it was not because of the grimace of the little flower, but because of the energy contained in these flowers, eating one flower could make him feel no hunger and thirst for several hours. As a result, the demand for food is guaranteed. These ghost face flowers are everywhere. As long as you are willing to dig the soil, you will definitely be able to see the black and white grimace that the ghost face flower straightens up from the ground in an attempt to scare people.
The only thing that frustrated Muzi was that he didn't find any small animals that could be used for barbecue, not to mention hares and the like, but he didn't see a single bug, not even an ant.
But, no matter what, Muzi and this hell island are on the same page-this is the name Muzi gave this strange island, no matter whether it is called otherwise, for him, this is Hell Island, the air And the atmosphere is very similar to the legendary hell, with huge dead air, terrifying breath, dense white bones, and black sand, not so much the earth, but more like the accumulation of countless corpses decayed for thousands of years.
Muzi also believes that he has a strange and inseparable fate with hell, that's why he feels closeness from this island, and the aura here has a strong negative aura, and this is the coffin of life and death. My favorite "supplement", under the matching of the coffin of life and death, the aura here and Muzi are almost a perfect match, but Muzi is not in a hurry to absorb the aura, but slowly recovers with the coffin of life and death Slowly accumulating at a steady pace, he feels that this is like building, how tall a building can be built usually depends on how stable its foundation is.
Muzi made the calculations, the rest time for this round was over, he stood up, it was time to move on.
Taking a deep breath, Muzi concentrated his energy and looked at a big black tree not far away. After a long exhalation, his breathing became fast and rhythmic, and a trace of spiritual power was born from his body , This filled him with strength!
Muzi couldn't help thinking, if he meets that guy again, he will definitely not be suppressed like that again. Compared with before, he has become completely different now, from inside to outside, from spiritual power to everything.
The strength of the whole body reached its peak, and this moment of strength was unprecedented. Muzi raised his head, looked at the woods not far away, and let out a low growl with effort, pouring the full strength of his body towards his feet, and then he stepped forward. With his right foot out, he stomped hard on the ground and made a loud sound like a drum beating.
Boom! step!
Boom, the death energy in the depths of Hell Island is like a provocative bull, violently erupting, powerful pressure, like mountains thrown head-on one after another, pressing towards Muzi one after another .
Muzi smiled, stepped on his left foot without hesitation, and stepped out again.
Boom! The second step!
Boom! Boom boom boom...
On the tenth step, Muzi's knees made a cracking sound, and he finally stopped, unable to continue. At this moment, he felt the heat in his nose, and the blood rolled down from it, slipping at a rapid speed. Before his mouth could taste the salty taste of blood, the heat leaked through his chin again, and then it dripped down on his chest and landed on the black sand.
Muzi panted heavily, all the strength in his body, including spiritual power, was completely dried up, and there was no trace of strength in his body anymore. As if unsatisfied, Hell Island's high-spirited spiritual pressure strikes Muzi twice again, until Muzi is crushed on the sand, and his entire face is almost planted in the ground. This huge spiritual force Only then slowly retreated.
Muzi pulled his head out of the soil, turned over, and lay on the ground. This time he rushed over his head. Originally, he planned to run only seven steps, but because his condition was a little better, he took three extra steps. The pressure was more than three times that of the last time.
It took a long time before Muzi's breathing regained its stability. He checked his physical condition, it was a bit bad, the spiritual pressure would not bring him external injuries, but the internal organs would be under that terrible pressure. Distorted and deformed, fortunately, the spiritual power played its due role, and the internal organs were only bleeding a little, and there was no huge trauma.
That's enough, Muzi propped up his body, and then found those black and white ghost face flowers, and stopped after picking only three. He is not greedy, and Muzi is not sure how long the ghost face flowers can last after leaving the branches Time to remain pure and self-aware.
Muzi ate one flower first, and then put it into his mouth, the saliva in his mouth surged crazily, a wisp of spiritual power swirled from the tip of his tongue and rushed towards the esophagus, the moist hydrating feeling immediately filled the whole body Every corner, this is much more advanced than drinking water.
After chewing a few times, Muzi swallowed the ghost face flower, a gentle heat immediately dissipated from the body, circulated in the body through the blood, and the internal bleeding soon stopped under the nourishment of this force, bursting The small wound that opened began to heal, neither fast nor slow, but today should be the only way to stop here.
After eating the third grimace flower, feeling "full", Muzi put down the life and death coffin and lay down in it. When the lid was closed, a burst of coolness immediately covered it, which made Muzi's injury heal faster.
After the coffin of life and death devoured the island's special aura tonic, some basic functions have been restored. This is where Muzi dared to take risks. However, at present, only auxiliary healing is more useful, and some The way to use power still requires Muzi to slowly explore. The coffin of life and death that has gone through the journey of the Styx is obviously no longer the coffin of life and death in the past. It is both familiar and strange, but no matter how it changes, it is still Muzi's coffin of life and death.
Muzi wakes up from sleep on time. In the middle of the night, the icy wind whistling with the death of the Styx blows unhurriedly on the island, just like the Yin soldiers patrolling the territory of Pluto, without the daylight in the underground clouds. Just, the death energy on the island became more intense, Muzi didn't provoke the death energy spirit pressure at this time, now is also the best time for him to practice.
The dead air, which is extremely sensitive during the day, is lazy to move like a hibernating snake at night. As long as Muzi doesn't continue to move towards the depths of the island, this dead air will only hover peacefully in mid-air.
Driven by Muzi, the Five Lightning Techniques light up from his hand one by one. This is no longer the Phantom Five Lightning Technique that was given to him at the beginning. Not only that, but the operation method of the technique has also been thoroughly controlled by Muzi. It has been modified. This is the biggest gain after stepping into Hell Island. Through the confrontation with the dead energy spiritual pressure, Muzi began to truly understand the greatness of this skill. His physique, or no one in human beings is suitable for this skill. operation of the law.
The greatest and most terrifying characteristic of human beings is to adapt to the environment and imitate learning, and then create something suitable for human beings based on these two.
However, Muzi's adjustment to the Five Thunder Law has nothing to do with greatness. He just felt comfortable doing it, so he did it. This is Muzi's pure instinct that even Wang Zhong and Aiolos are jealous of. .
At this time, under Muzi's control, five lightning spiritual powers with different attributes gathered into his body and became part of his spiritual power.
Muzi let out a long breath, he found the black grimace flower again from the sand, this time he only ate one, after a few breaths, his body felt full again.
Muzi felt that this was the most suitable place for him to practice after coming to the Star Alliance. Even if he slept in the life-death coffin, he could slowly increase his spiritual power through the life-death coffin because of the spiritual pressure of death energy.
Time flies, the white horse passes by, and after many efforts, Muzi finally stepped into the middle of the black forest against the resistance of the spiritual pressure, but the situation inside was even worse than he expected.
Those black trees look like they have been grilled by hellfire. Pieces of coke-like bark are connected by twisted red tendons. It looks like human beings are half charcoal and half bloody. skin. What's even more weird is that there is a face growing on the trunk of each black tree. These faces have different appearances, from young to old, and they are different one by one. "They" are like living people. His eyes glowed with piercing light, staring at Muzi firmly.
In addition to the terrifying human face tree, there are also some strange and dangerous black living vines, most of which are hidden underground, but there are also those hovering on those trees, they are alive and can move autonomously like snakes, Muzi Guan This vine is called snake vine.
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