Harvesting Yin

() Pig King Mountain peak, sunny.

Yang Que stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the rising sun, looking at the boundless land in the distance, with a serious and dignified look on his face.

It has been more than two months since he left Xiangguo, and until now, he still hasn't found the snow mountain, and the snow marrow fruit is still far away.

The most worrisome thing is that they are now trapped here and wanted by the entire Snowcat tribe. It is probably still unknown whether they can leave alive.

"Junior Sister, you must wait for me. Even if I die, I will die by your side, by your side, and will not let you be alone."

Yang Que muttered to himself, with a gentle look in his eyes.

At some point, Xue Rao had already left the cave and came to his side.

Feeling Yang Que's sudden mood swings, she was silent for a few breaths, with a flash of struggle in her eyes, and said, "Brother, since you killed the guards in the tribe to save me, they will definitely send people to hunt them down in the past few days." Ours. I will give you the spirit treasure I promised you at the beginning, maybe you will have a chance to escape this disaster and complete what you are thinking about."

Xue Rao opened his mouth, spit out a small blue water droplet, floated towards Yang Que, and introduced: "This is something my mother left me, it is called Canghaizhu, and it is a powerful person in ancient times. It was refined from a piece of sea area. Among them, there are many supernatural powers, I only know two of them, and my brother can refine them to explore by himself."

Yang Que looked at the floating water droplets, his heart moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to catch them. As soon as the water droplets fell on the palm of his hand, his whole arm suddenly sank and almost broke.

His complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly mobilized the mana in his body, Fang lifted it as if it were light, and held it securely in his palm.

"Hehe, I forgot to remind my brother, this water drop is very heavy, if it falls on a mortal's head, it will definitely smash him to the ground." Xue Rao laughed.

Yang Que closed his eyes, recited the formula, and clasped his hands, the water droplets melted into his palms and disappeared.

About half an hour later, he finished his sacrifice and opened his eyes.

"Brother, try it." Xue Rao said.

Yang Que nodded, stretched out his finger, and a blue light shot out.

"Wow!" Suddenly, a vast ocean appeared in the void in front of him, surging and frenzied, with a frightening momentum, and the sound of thunder and huge waves roared, shaking the entire mountain top.

"Young master! What's going on... Nima! Where did such a big water come from!"

The pig demon was practicing in the secret room, and suddenly felt a surge of wind, which made the whole Zhuwang Mountain start to shake. His expression changed drastically, thinking that the Gongji Pavilion sent someone to hunt him down, so he ran out in a hurry.

When he saw the torrential water rushing all over the sky, he immediately exclaimed and was dumbfounded.

"Pig demon, this is the spirit treasure I gave to my brother, is it amazing?" Seeing the surprised look on his face, Xue Rao immediately became elated.

The pig demon was startled, looked at the terrifying huge waves in front of him, and said convincedly: "It's amazing, it's amazing."

Hearing this, Xue Rao glanced at him and became even happier.

Yang Que mobilized his mana, stretched out his finger, and the surging sea water in front of him suddenly changed, forming a blue dragon, roaming the void, shaking its head and tail, looking majestic.

"Really good."

Yang Que nodded, with a move of his divine sense, he retracted the Canghai Pearl, and the haze in his heart dissipated a little.

With this spiritual treasure, if the Snowcat tribe sent people to hunt them down, the hope of survival should be even greater.

"My lord, I have already made ten secret passages leading to the bottom of the peak. If we can't beat them by then, we can just go in and escape." The pig demon comforted.

Yang Que smiled, shook his head and said: "It's useless, these passages may delay some monks' time for ordinary monks, but for those who come to kill us, I'm afraid they are of no use at all."

The pig demon sighed, and said: "Young master, don't worry too much. Even if the old pig fights for his life, he will stop them from letting you escape. The old pig knows that the young master has important things to do, so he must not die here. "

Yang Que smiled, a trace of warmth suddenly flowed through his heart that had been cold for a long time.

……

On the third day after Yang Que beheaded the captain of the city gate guard of the Snow Cat Tribe, the sun had just risen, and three long-eared elves who looked very similar to each other and had cold faces appeared outside the Pavilion of Merit.

Their eyes were cold, and their bodies carried a strong evil spirit. As soon as Fang appeared, he immediately attracted those monks and elves who were standing outside the Pavilion of Merit, waiting to take over the task.

"The three evil spirits of the prison! It's them!"

When everyone saw the person coming, their complexion changed slightly, and they coincided with each other, evading in fear and making way for a passage.

The three elves didn't even look at these people, they went straight through the crowd, went up the steps, and proudly entered the Merit Pavilion without any notification.

"What's going on? These three people manage the prison, and they can accumulate merits, but they have never come to take over the task. Why did they come to the Merit Pavilion today?"

"I'm also wondering that these three elves are all cultivated by snow cats. Although their cultivation bases are all in the middle stage of the Jade God Realm, the combination of the three of them can kill even a monk in the late Jade God Realm. They are high-ranking and powerful. You shouldn’t be greedy for such a little achievement.”

After the three elves went in, the people outside immediately whispered to each other and whispered with doubts on their faces.

The old man surnamed Feng also came today, standing in the crowd at this time, listening to their random guesses, sneered and remained silent.

"Feng Daoyou, look at your face, you should know why they came here, tell us, what's going on?"

Seeing him silently sneering, several monks who were close to him knew his temperament, so they quickly surrounded him and questioned him curiously.

The old man surnamed Feng glanced at them, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's still guesswork? Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is an elf in the Xuemao tribe, and I have to do it myself. It's their clansmen who died. The Pavilion sent out a mission, and none of us dared to accept it. For the sake of the dignity of the entire tribe, they must send their own people to kill the young man. The three evil spirits in the prison were already panicked. Now that there is such an errand, naturally they can't wait coming."

"So that's the case. It seems that this time, the boy is really doomed."

When everyone heard the words, they suddenly realized.

The old man surnamed Feng snorted coldly and said: "It goes without saying that once the prisoner Sansha comes out, not to mention that he is at the early stage of the Jade God Realm, even at the later stage of the Jade God Realm, he can still be killed! But that kid does have some skills, The prison three evil spirits should have to work hard this time to complete the task."

"It's a pity, I heard that the Merit Pavilion doubled the merit of this task, hey..."

"It's a pity, even if he improves a hundred times, do you have the guts to do it? Then you will be killed by others, and you will die no matter how many achievements you have."

Everyone had different thoughts, and while they were talking in low voices, the three snow cat elves came out from the Gongji Pavilion with a cold expression.

One of the elves took a step forward, glanced at everyone coldly, and said loudly: "Listen well, this time the three of us brothers are going to Zhuwang Mountain to kill the villain who killed my people. And we won't ask for a single point for the achievements we got this time. That villain is cunning and cunning. Since he is staying there safely waiting to die, he must have already figured out a way out. I hope that among you people, you can follow us to help the siege Du, don't let him escape. Whoever is willing to go, this time's merits will be shared with them, can you hear me clearly?"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd suddenly boiled up, and one of the middle-aged monks hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Friend Sha Dao, I am willing to help you."

"Okay, come here." Xue Shayi gave him a satisfied look, and ordered.

"Shadou friends, I am willing too."

Seeing that someone agreed first, many monks who wanted to get merit couldn't help it, and began to step forward to obey orders.

After a while, eight monks stepped forward and stood behind Sansha, their faces full of excitement.

But there are also many monks who are afraid of Yang Que. Although they know that the Sansha will win this time, they dare not agree.

The old man surnamed Feng looked at them, struggled for a while, but shook his head, secretly said: "Forget it, I'll take other tasks. That young man's strength is strange, even if Sansha can kill him, I'm afraid it will take some time. Don't wait for my old life to be seconded by others."

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