Chapter 343 The Inheritance of Seventeen Swords
“Come, come, all line up, those who don’t line up don’t get food.”
Chen Mo gave an order, and the Qing Dynasty in the Dan Link Realm The red snake demons were very cooperative and lined up in a long line at the entrance of the courtyard.
These guys are all monsters, and they are all monsters that have had their blood changed.
Not to mention strength, at least his intelligence is not that bad. Even the stupidest pentagonal heavy lizard knows that the crystal clear food in the pot is of great benefit to it.
The red snake demon was quite graceful, allowing the green snake demon to be at the front of the queue.
Before Chen Mo handed the five kilograms of spiritual rice to the other party, the green snake demon swallowed it in one gulp without saying a word.
After eating the spiritual rice, she didn't care about the other spiritual food on the table and swam straight to the open space to refine it.
The same goes for the red snake demon, but he said "thank you" very politely when he left.
The third ranked one is naturally his "biological son", Xiao Kang, the leader among the monsters. Of course, Xiao Jin is also included.
Similarly, each person has a pot, five kilograms.
These five kilograms of spiritual rice may not seem like much to Xiao Kang, but for Xiao Jin and his six brothers and sisters, it will definitely make an immediate difference!
Behind the team, the old turtle stretched his head and watched eagerly as the number of spiritual rice in the cauldron became less and less, and he became more anxious.
Originally, with his second- and fourth-level strength, he could definitely rank behind Xiao Kang, but who told him not to be Chen Mo’s beast master?
In order to prevent the owner from being angry, I had to line up at the back of the queue obediently.
Seeing the black pig demon and hyena demon eating the fragrant spiritual rice, he almost rushed to grab it.
Finally - other monsters began to refine the powerful spiritual energy brought by the bamboo rice of the earth - it was his turn!
“No more.” Chen Mo turned around and looked at the cauldron, spread his hands and said.
"Master, I am your loyal servant and a dedicated gatekeeper. You can't forget the old slave! You can't live without the old slave..."
Before I finished crying, a pot of The rice was stuffed into the old turtle's mouth.
His eyes widened, his brows full of smiles, he chewed several times with his upper and lower jaws, and swallowed the entire five kilograms of spiritual rice.
However, at these moments of inspiration.
Old Turtle, who was so excited just now, was immediately dumbfounded!
Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered and dispersed into wind, hitting him, and then a dark blue light gradually lit up on the back of the armor.
The realm that had been suppressed for many years was completely torn apart under the impact of the earth vein bamboo rice.
Old Turtle - he made a breakthrough!
There’s more than one floor!
Same as the original bag, two layers were broken in a row!
In just a few breaths, this old thing who had lived for who knows how many years broke through from the second and fourth levels to the second and sixth levels, achieving a qualitative leap in strength.
However, the next moment, I saw him crying "Wow".
He cried so miserably and heartbreakingly that those who didn't know thought his wife was dead...
"Are you crying with joy?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and teased.
Doesn’t he know what this old guy thinks about every day?
After more than four years, after eating so much spiritual food from him, is it still the second level and the fourth level? How is that possible!
I don’t know what kind of magic this old turtle knows. He can hold back for so long without breaking through. It is very powerful.
"Woo... Wu... I broke through, I actually broke through, then when can I truly become your slave!"
When he thought of this, the old turtle cried even more miserably.
Seeing that Chen Mo has already built the second level of the foundation, he may be able to build the fourth level in a few years or more than ten years, and by then he will be able to refine demons on himself, exchange blood for himself, and make himself Awakening of supernatural powers.
But I don’t know how long it will take for this breakthrough.
"Huh?" Chen Mo pretended to be surprised, "So you don't want to break through? Then it seems you can't eat Dimai Bamboo Rice in the future!"
"It can be eaten! It can be eaten! It can be eaten!" The old turtle wiped the tears from his eyes and said quickly.
The breakthrough has been achieved. If he doesn’t eat again, won’t he suffer even more losses?
“No, no, how can I go against your wishes.” Chen Mo waved his hands repeatedly. "I..."
If it were any other normal monster, he might be disappointed and unwilling to be rejected by his master, but what kind of monster is Old Turtle?
He climbed directly to Chen Mo's feet, barely holding his thigh.
"Go, go, let's play!"
"Promise me."
......
Beiyue City.
Nie family.
Nie Yuanzhi, who was reading at night, suddenly felt a glimmer of consciousness.
He frowned, and was about to teach the monk who dared to provoke him, but as soon as he raised his hand, the figure gradually appeared, and soon appeared in front of him.
“Master!”
“Tingyi?”
Nie Yuanzhi looked at the young talent in front of him, with an expression on his face that was first surprised, then delighted, and finally excitedly stepped forward and patted his shoulders heavily with both hands.
"Okay! Okay! As expected of you!"
Fourth place!
The fourth golden elixir appeared in the Nie family.
Although the three major families have been entrenched in Beiyue City for a long time, they can be regarded as a force comparable to the Immortal Sect. However, due to the scarcity of golden elixirs and lack of strength, no single family can compare with the Immortal Sect. .
But now, the Nie family has four golden elixirs, and in terms of top-level combat power, they have reached the top level of the Tenth Formation Sect!
Nie Yuanzhi never expected that he would see the hope of the rise of the Nie family in his lifetime.
"Quick! Come and tell me, what did you get in the Secret Realm of Sword Seventeen?"
Li Tingyi sat down and recalled the description he had prepared long ago, He opened his mouth and said:
"The first is the trial, the so-called trial..."
"Don't talk about this anymore. It's almost already spread outside. It's just a battle with the puppet left by Jian Shiqi, right? Only the winner will have the chance to enter the secret realm?"
"Absolutely, there may be some There are differences, but that’s the general case.”
“Just say inheritance!”
At this moment, Li Tingyi’s expression became serious: “There are a total of seventeen swordsmanship inheritances in the senior’s secret realm. A inheritance corresponds to a sword cultivator."
"Sword cultivator?" Nie Yuanzhi frowned.
"Yes! Although I am not a swordsman, I was lucky enough to get the inheritance in a corner because I have practiced swordsmanship."
As he said that, Li Tingyi pulled out a long sword out of thin air, and the long sword penetrated his body. Silvery white, the hilt of the sword is as dazzling as glass.
“High-grade magical weapon?” Nie Yuanzhi’s eyes widened.
“This sword is called Chunjun, and it is also one of the seventeen kendo inheritances. There is a hall in the secret realm, with seventeen flying swords hanging in it. Monks who have passed the trial can enter it, and those who can If you can’t get Feijian’s approval, it all depends on chance!”
“Are all seventeen top-grade magic weapons?”
Li Tingyi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, there are two medium-grade treasures, three low-grade treasures, and the remaining twelve are high-grade treasures."
"Treasures! There are actually high-grade treasures. !" Nie Yuanzhi was excited, and he suddenly understood why he was asked to go to the secret realm.
This is a treasure!
Only those above the Nascent Soul realm can be useful!
"Is the middle-grade treasure still there?"
Li Tingyi sighed, then shook his head helplessly.
(End of this chapter)