Top Master

"What are you doing? I, this great genius, just swallowed the Yuan Dan and condensed both of my hands. It's still unstable, and I'm still working hard on my cultivation, you..." As Little Stone was complaining, he suddenly realized that the surrounding scenery had changed greatly. He said in surprise and astonishment: "Where is this?"    

"Where did you scam me? Don't tell me you want to sell me? " Are you still going to be friends? Can we have fun together... "    

"Shut up."    

Zhao Quan interrupted the small stone and asked it to carefully check its surroundings to see if there was any barrier.    

In the end, the small stone described the ancient town in its eyes. Everything was exactly the same as what Zhao Quan had seen.    

Zhao Quan suspected that he might have been affected by Zeng Lieh and Situ Zhengyang's illusion technique, so he used his means to break the illusion. However, the ancient town in front of him was still the same as before. The sound of peddlers was heard everywhere, and the crowd was still moving.    

"According to my judgment, this isn't an illusion. It seems to be an image."    

"It seems like this is really just an image left in the world..."    

Zhao Quan felt that Little Stone's nonsense might really be true...    

The sun hung high in the sky, illuminating the entire ancient town. It was warm and peaceful.    

Listening to the noise and smelling the fragrance of the plants, Zhao Quan wandered around the ancient town like a traveler. He had a strange feeling about it. The small stone was dancing excitedly in the air. Occasionally, it would chase after the butterfly, and then it would tease the ignorant pedestrians. It was swaying back and forth, and it was very comfortable.    

In front of them, there was a cultivator's sect.    

Intense sounds of battle could be heard from within the sect. However, it did not sound like a life and death battle. Instead, it sounded like a spar.    

Ignoring the dozens of mighty disciples at the door, Zhao Quan swaggered in.    

It was just as he had imagined. There were over a hundred disciples standing in the courtyard. Some of them were raising heavy stone cauldrons to undergo body transformation, while others were sitting cross-legged on the ground, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There were also several pairs of disciples sparring with each other.    

Zhao Quan found a place to sit on the ground and carefully sized up this scene.    

"Old Shisan, you still can't do this Ten Thousand Jin Cauldron. Don't force yourself. Use the eight thousand Jin stone cauldron to train for a period of time. Don't hurt your muscles and bones."    

"Yes, Second Senior Brother."    

Seventh Brother, it's impossible for you to break through the shackles of a rank 1 martial artist just by absorbing spirit energy. The path of martial artists is paved with blood and slaughter. If you want to break through the shackles and advance successfully, " There's only one fastest way, and that is to fight a life and death battle. Only through the tempering of blood and fire can you rapidly grow. "    

"Many thanks for Third Senior Brother's teachings. I will go to the Yao Lian Mountain Range and search for Demonic Beasts to temper myself."    

In midair, two people were fighting intensely.    

Behind each of them, a pair of enormous eagle wings appeared. Every time they flapped, waves of fierce winds would arise.    

"Fourth Senior Brother, your Level Three Heavenly Eagle Wings is indeed powerful. It's not just a little bit stronger than my Level Two Heavenly Eagle Wings."    

"Fifth Junior Brother, you don't have to worry. With your talent, once you step into the Level Three Realm, it will be a piece of cake for you to cultivate the Level Three Heavenly Eagle Wings."    

...    

Several disciples caught a couple of martial arts. Some were like the Spirit Rhino Finger, some were like a giant golden palm that shot up into the sky, some were like three heads and six arms of a dragon, some were like three heads and six arms of a blood demon. The variety of martial arts left Zhao Quan so hungry that he almost drooled. What he lacked the most right now was all kinds of martial arts. The lack of offensive methods had already made him suffer twice in a row.    

"Little madman, come quickly!"    

In the backyard of the Martial Combat Sect, Little Stone's call suddenly rang out.    

Zhao Quan only thought that it had encountered some kind of danger. He quickly got up and passed through the wall like an arrow leaving the bow, arriving at the backyard.