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Chapter 124 Wild Horses

Drive, drive, drive...

Although the wilderness is not flat, it is undoubtedly the smooth official road for Qianlixue. Xu Xiaochen shouted, Qianlixue was running at lightning, and from a distance it looked like a ball of snow was moving quickly.

"Master, go find some tender grass to eat by yourself, but don't run too far, it's very dangerous here. I'm going to practice here for a while." Xu Xiaochen took off the items on the horse's back, untied the saddle, kickstand and reins, and patted the horse's back.

Qianlixue has been with Xu Xiaochen for so long and has long been familiar with Xu Xiaochen. She is still born to recognize the way. Even if she let go of the reins, Xu Xiaochen is not worried that Qianlixue will escape or get lost.

Qianlixue seemed to understand Xu Xiaochen's words, and let out a long roar, and ran away with four hooves. Xu Xiaochen dug a pit and buried his luggage in it. He dug a deep pit a hundred feet away, jumped into it, covered the hole of the deep pit with some weeds, and then started practicing.

After his cultivation level improved, he refined the pills faster. Ten hours later, he completely refined the powerful medicinal power of the two essence pills, and successfully broke from the sixth level of the fetal realm to the third small level of the fetal realm to the sixth level of the fetal realm and the fourth small level of the fetal realm.

The previous month of practice, plus these two ninth-grade spiritual pills and essence pills, broke through a small level. It seemed very far away from the sixth level of the fetal realm, and Xu Xiaochen couldn't help but sigh again: It is difficult to practice, and the sixth level of the fetal realm practitioners who practice "The True Dragon Art" are the most difficult to practice!

"If a practitioner at the sixth level of the ordinary fetal realm wants to cultivate to the great perfection, more than ten ninth-grade spiritual pills will be almost the same. When I practiced the "True Dragon Art", my internal strength is ten times that of ordinary practitioners of the same level, and I am afraid I need ten times the elixirs. If I want to cultivate to the sixth level of the fetal mirror, I am afraid I need hundreds of ninth-grade spiritual pills. The fetal mirror requires so many ninth-grade spiritual pills, and this "True Dragon Art" is really not an ordinary skill."

Xu Xiaochen casually scattered, then came out of the pit, patted his clothes, and said to himself.

In fact, when he reaches his level of cultivation, dust will not fall into his body, and his robes will always be spotless. Because his whole body is covered with internal strength, the same is true for the robes. When dust, mosquitoes, rain, etc. approach, they will be bounced open.

What's more, the Red Tiger Battle Robe he is wearing now is not only handsome, but also inseparable from water and fire, and has a dustproof effect. He patted the robe just because of his habitual movements and did not take any dust and mud at all.

While he was feeling that while practicing the "True Dragon Art" was exhausting, he couldn't help but feel expectation in his heart, looking forward to the power of the "True Dragon Art" when it was perfect, and even more looking forward to the subsequent exercises of the "True Dragon Art": "The Hidden Dragon Ascension"!

"Time flies very quickly, and I am about to cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Fetal Realm. At that time, I will be ready to attack the Dao Realm. "The Secret Dragon Ascension" still has no eyes, which is really worrying. It seems that after the competition, no matter whether He Xie has come out of seclusion or not, I will go to Nanshan Temple. On the one hand, I will try to subdue a few hidden forces, and on the other hand, I can also investigate the whereabouts of the family's magical skills. Perhaps the family's magical skills are in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but my cultivation level was too low at the beginning, and now I am too far away, so I can't sense it. Also, if the Black Wind Leopard on Qianlong Mountain is killed, I will kill it. Killing it will not only avenge Uncle Zhao's broken arm, but also refine a Taoist weapon battle robe and Qiankun bag."

Xu Xiaochen thought about it randomly, quickly calmed down and decided to take good care of his eyes first. He first came to the buried place to salute, and then made a strong long whistle.

This long roar merged with Xu Xiaochen's internal strength, which was as loud as a tiger's roar, a dragon's roar. It could be heard clearly within more than ten miles. Thousand Miles of Xue and others were sensitive to hearing, and they should be able to hear it for dozens of miles away.

"Huh? Did Qianlixue run away? Or something happened? Why didn't he come back after so long?" After waiting for a while, Xu Xiaochen asked in confusion.

At this moment, the whistling sound of Qianlixue faintly came from the west. However, the whistling sound did not get closer and disappeared after two sounds.

Xu Xiaochen was overjoyed when he heard this, and then he couldn't hear it, and his face immediately changed. Obviously, Qianlixue was in trouble, and he had just encountered trouble.

He was not in a hurry to dig his luggage. He took out a magical talisman, tore open the seal, slapped his legs, and directly used the "Step on the Clouds" with all his strength. At a speed no less than that of Master Nanshan, he stepped on the weeds and grass, like a big eagle, and ran towards the direction of the sound.

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At the same time, ten miles away, three young people wearing leopard print outfits, tall and shiny in their eyes, and the sun was raising high and bulging, surrounding Qianlixue, who had fainted on the ground, were marveling at something.

"Brother Zhang, you are good at boxing. You knocked the running wild horse unconscious with one punch." The left-headed young man exclaimed.

"Brother Luo is right. Yes. Brother Zhang's tiger fist is indeed powerful. The most wonderful thing is that the punch is just right and it knocks out the wild horse, but it doesn't hurt it too much." The young man in the right also shouted.

"Brother Wang, Brother Luo is awarded the award. Mr. Zhang just took action faster and took the lead. If I were a little later, you two would have taken action. Hahaha..." Brother Zhang, who was standing in the middle, laughed smugly.

"This wild horse is really fierce. Its speed, sound, and body shape can be seen as the best among horses. If it can be tamed and fed with elixirs, it may not be necessary to transform into a demon in time." Brother Luo, the left leader, praised.

"Yes, this horse is not bad. If we weren't all the sixth level of the fetal realm, we wouldn't be able to stop him. Moreover, the horse has dragon veins, which can indeed transform into a demon, but it consumes too many elixirs." Brother Wang, who was in the right head, nodded slightly and said.

"Who said that he wanted it to transform into a demon? It was going to become a demon, and I couldn't control it anymore. This is not a spirit beast. I just need to tame it and treat it as a mount and be satisfied." Brother Zhang laughed.

"The gap between the two worlds is indeed extraordinary. We just entered for a while and encountered such a wild horse. In my opinion, Brother Zhang doesn't have to work hard to tame it. This is too time-consuming. If we have time, we might as well hunt more powerful beasts, collect some rare herbs, and find one or two ancient caves." Brother Luo pondered slightly.

"Not bad. If you really find one or two ancient caves, it will be no problem for any external gate competition, the first level of the Dao Realm. Haha." Brother Wang said happily.

It seemed as if he had entered the ancient cultivation cave.

"Okay, according to the two brothers, in order to save time and find a better one, we killed this wild horse directly, and continued to go on the road with a happy meal. This wild horse is so majestic and fierce, its flesh and blood must be delicious, and its fur must be valuable." Brother Zhang gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Who is going to kill my mount? Have you ever asked me this master?" At this moment, a loud and cold voice from the east came from afar.

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