Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 3 Golden Ape Tiangang (Please collect!)
"Have you broken through?"

After returning to the residence, Xu Dong looked at Wang Jinglong in surprise, his eyes were full of complex expressions.

"Ah."

Wang Jinglong nodded slightly, and continuously took out a bunch of healing medicines from his storage bag, which were left over from his previous trip to the Wanyuan Mountains.

"If I had known this, I would have thrown this green spirit grass to Zhang Rui and the others. It's just that you broke Zhang Rui's left leg this time. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future. Otherwise, Brother Long, you should leave now." Cyanwood sect!"

The joy on Xu Dong's face was covered by deep worry in a blink of an eye, and he said hesitantly.

Only then did Wang Jinglong realize that Xu Dong desperately kept this green spirit grass for him to take, and hoped that he could get out of that frustration as soon as possible.

Hearing this, Wang Jinglong's heart warmed up. After Xue Tianlin's fatal blow to him at the beginning, subconsciously, he no longer valued all the friendship so much.

But this fat man is someone who cares about him from the bottom of his heart!

Even though he had thought about why Xue Tianlin would attack him countless times in the holy spirit world, he never got an answer.

This matter, perhaps only when they meet again, can it be brought to an end with blood.

"Fatty, Zhang Xu is nothing more than a disciple of the fifth level of spiritual veins. I don't have to worry about his revenge. Besides, have you forgotten that the sect has a regulation against inner sect disciples?"

After arranging the medicine bottles he took out, Wang Jinglong said calmly.

For a person determined to pursue the way of emperor, what is an ant!

"That's right, inner disciples are not allowed to deliberately deal with outer disciples, unless the outer disciples take the initiative to challenge the inner disciples, I have overlooked this point."

After rubbing his cheeks with a damp cloth dipped in medicinal juice, Xu Dong gritted his teeth and said, the expression on his face eased a lot.

"As long as I enter the inner sect in the future, that Zhang Xu will be the first stepping stone for me to become famous in the inner sect."

"hiss!"

Xu Dong, who had just treated the wound, was shocked by Wang Jinglong's words, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but increased a bit, pulling the wound, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

"My brother, you have to take it easy this time, are you really sure that you will pass the selection and enter the inner sect next month?"

A trace of loneliness flashed in Fatty's eyes. His talent was half a point lower than that of Wang Jinglong before him. Fortunately, he had a heart willing to endure hardships. His hard work day after day made him not far behind Wang Jinglong in terms of strength. The dragon is too far away.

"As long as I want, I can! Don't forget, we still have a bunch of enemies who are still happy somewhere!"

Both shouldered the burden of avenging the villagers in Wangjia Town who were killed by horse thieves. The killing happened so suddenly that night, and the cruel methods of those people still make them shudder.

Even if Wang Jinglong was a man in two lifetimes, he still had to feel angry about what those horse thieves did.

Moreover, Wang Jinglong even vaguely felt that there were other purposes hidden in this massacre, otherwise, a group of horse thieves who had nothing to do with them would not have committed such a murderous attack.

Almost all of the [-] villages in Wangjia Town died at the hands of these horse thieves.

Wang Jinglong and Fatty survived because they were hidden in a pile of weeds. As for how many people survived in Wangjia Town, the two of them had no way of knowing.

"That's good, it seems that I have to work hard!"

Fatty lowered his head and clenched his fists secretly. To Fatty, the status of Wang Jiazhen in his heart far surpassed that of Wang Jinglong.

After all, Fatty's parents died in that disaster, and Wang Jinglong followed an old beggar into Wangjia Town to settle down in a home when he was very young. After the old beggar died, Wang Jinglong lived in a hundred families. Domesticated.

To avenge those simple folks also prompted Wang Jinglong to be willing to take risks and break into the Wanyuan Mountains alone to find heaven, material and earth treasures to break through the triple spiritual vein.

More importantly, Wang Jinglong has always been curious about his life experience. The old beggar told him when he was dying that when he was picked up, several people were fighting in the sky.

Therefore, Wang Jinglong understood a truth that to know what his previous background was, only after he had enough strength could he be able to figure it out.

"Fatty, are you afraid of pain? And it's the kind of pain that seeps into the bone marrow."

Seeing the eager but powerless look of the fat man, Wang Jinglong chose one of the few spiritual arts in the holy spirit world, but he was hesitant in his heart.

"If I were afraid of pain, I would have thrown this green spirit grass out long ago!"

Xu Dong was taken aback by Wang Jinglong's serious look. He looked at the fragrant green spirit grass in his hand, and answered.

"This is "Golden Ape Tiangang Jue", a spiritual art that requires great perseverance to achieve results!"

"Golden Ape Tiangang Art" is a defensive art that focuses on body training. For Xu Dong, who is extremely talented, if he wants to achieve something in the future, this spiritual art is his best choice.

"This is too precious! Your talent is better than mine, why don't you practice? Did you have an adventure in the Wanyuan Mountains?"

Holding the Ling Jue, Fatty Xu's hands began to tremble slightly. As far as the entire Cyanwood Sect is concerned, there are only a few Ling Jue, each of which is extremely precious in the entire Xiangzhou.

"I have something more suitable, Fatty. Promise me that once you choose to practice this spirit art, no matter how difficult it is, you will not give up lightly."

"Golden Ape Tiangang Jue" is divided into seven levels. Practicing this spiritual art does not require the practitioner to need great talent, but the difficulty of practicing this spiritual art is as difficult as climbing the sky. It can even be practiced with Wang Jinglong. Nine-turn Holy Spirit Jue" requires at least as much difficulty as the blood essence of an earth-level spirit beast.

However, according to Wang Jinglong's judgment, as long as this spiritual art has been cultivated to the fourth level, it will have no problem running rampant in the ten southern border countries.

Hearing what Wang Jinglong said, Fatty Xu didn't insist on returning this spiritual art to Wang Jinglong, but carefully put this spiritual art into his storage bag full of joy.

Although Fatty also wanted to practice this spiritual art right away, he still had to heal his injuries as a matter of urgency.

Regarding Fatty's behavior, Wang Jinglong also nodded secretly.

A person who can protect a mere green spirit grass with his life, let alone how he will protect a spiritual art that is thousands of times more precious.

"By the way, do you still want this green spirit grass?"

The fat man used his thick fingers to sort out two pieces of broken medicinal materials, and asked Wang Jinglong.

"Of course, I use this thing!"

The reason for accepting this medicinal herb is because it was the fat man's scars, and it was his wish; secondly, Wang Jinglong planned to refine some psychic liquid, and this green spirit grass was a necessary medicinal material.

"I knew it was impossible to get anything from you for free!"

Fatty pretended to be wronged, and immediately handed the green spirit grass to Wang Jinglong's hands.

"This seems to be a disadvantage to me, right?" Wang Jinglong touched his nose with a smile in his words.

(End of this chapter)