My grandfather, Marquis Zhennan, forced me to rebel from the beginning!

The old man was so angry that he was not happy.

So...

Temperature stood on the towering ancient tree.

Fran's eyes were boundless and vast.

Looking at each tree, there were dense and crystal clear spiritual fruits.

Temperature said to the shadow in a calm voice:

"Collect all the spiritual fruits in this land of opportunity."

The shadows heard the order.

Immediately responded:

"Yes!"

At the same time!

Ten shadows instantly spread out around with Temperature as the center.

They began to pick the spiritual fruits on the tree with quick movements.

Temperature controlled the spiritual power in his body and moved around on the branches.

He picked the spiritual fruits one by one and threw them directly into his space ring.

However.

It was only more than thirty minutes.

Wenwen fell on a huge branch with a weak face.

He shook his head and said to himself:

"I didn't expect that the spiritual power for foundation building was so little."

Seeing that the fist-sized spiritual power he had accumulated that day had disappeared completely.

Wenwen smiled bitterly.

However.........

Wenwen did not stop there.

Instead, he threw a spiritual fruit directly into his mouth.

Wenwen swallowed the pink fruit in his mouth.

The weak look just now disappeared in an instant, and he regained his spirit again.

At the same time, the spiritual power stored in the dantian was full again, and even a little more than before.

That's right.

This spiritual fruit can not only improve your cultivation, but also restore your spiritual power.

It is even stronger than those elixirs.

Of course.

Wen Wen was only at the foundation-building stage, and the pure spiritual power of the spiritual fruit was wasted by nine out of ten. Only one layer of power filled Wen Wen's Dantian.

The rest was all wasted and dissipated in this space through the pores of the body.

So eating like this will indeed improve one's cultivation.

But Wen Wen is now constantly using spiritual power, performing the small spell "Levitation" in the Northern Martial Art, constantly moving between these towering ancient trees.

It can be regarded as improvement during continuous practice.

This will not affect one's foundation.

Every time it is exhausted, a spiritual fruit will be eaten.

However.

In less than an incense stick of time.

Wen Wen suddenly stopped in place and frowned instantly.

Only a few faint voices were heard from the entrance in the distance.

Wen Wen knew that other people should have come.

He summoned ten shadows around him on the spot.

The shadows were already hidden around Wen Wen.

He jumped up directly.

He jumped to a height of 50 to 60 meters and rushed into the sky.

In a few jumps.

Swish.

He had already arrived at the entrance and landed.

"Boy, which force are you from?"

"Tell me your name."

Wen Wen only saw three men in front of him.

One of them stood up with his arms crossed and asked.

The other two looked around cautiously, exploring the surrounding environment, as if they were looking for companions.

Wen Wen had a blank expression:

"I don't have any force, I'm alone."

At the same time, he was also looking at the other three people before speaking.

It can be clearly felt that the other party, one is at the peak of foundation building, and two are open meridians.

"One person?"

Only seeing the other three people, his eyes lit up instantly.

One of them was no longer as cautious as before, but became a little arrogant, frowning and full of contempt:

"How dare one person seize this opportunity."

"This place is occupied by our Black Yuan Sect!"

"Get out of here if you know what's good for you."

Wen Wen heard this and nodded seriously:

"That's right."

"The strong are respected in link repair, and opportunities always belong to the strong."

The other three were very satisfied to hear this.

"Not bad, it seems that you are quite sensible."

"Get out, you are lucky this time, so I will spare your life."

However...

Wen Wen's voice came again.

"But, you are not sure that I am weaker than you?"

Wen Wen crossed his arms and looked at the three guys in front of him with some amusement.

From the initial caution to hearing that he was alone and arrogant, the speed of his face change was not slow.

It felt a bit like bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

And Wen Wen's attitude towards such people has always been disgusting.

At the same time, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his eyes.

He has already set his sights on the opponent,

The one who was at the peak of foundation building.

Wen Wen was suffering from the lack of fighting opportunities, unable to increase his combat experience, and also wanted to improve his cultivation.

Isn't this like sending a pillow when you are sleepy? !

Some people can't wait to look forward to his first battle as a cultivator.

Of course.

Wen Wen only has the Beiwu Jue as a means of combat.

Beiwu Jue mainly uses special labor methods to cover the whole body with spiritual power, close combat!

At the same time, there are many sets of spells in it, which can be used to release various attacks in close combat!

Unpredictable.

Of course, some well-known small spells in the cultivation world, such as cleaning spells, etc., are naturally included.

After all, these are often used in life, and are also well-known in the cultivation world, and everyone knows them.

Hearing Wen Wen's words.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and a feeling of shame and anger surged into their heads.

"You are only at the foundation building stage, while two of us have meridians."

"Where do you get the courage to speak so arrogantly here?!"

"Two senior brothers, please keep an eye on me. I will take care of this person."

The cultivator at the peak of foundation building saw Wen Wen looking at him with a fierce fighting spirit.

He took a step forward without hesitation and took the job directly.

After all, they wanted to find him by name.

If he didn't show his intention, how would he survive in the sect in the future? How would the two senior brothers see him? !

Besides, even if he couldn't beat the two senior brothers, he would definitely die if he took action in the end.

The battle was about to start!

...

......

The two men at the meridians had extremely ugly faces.

He actually let this guy kill their junior brother right under their noses? !

How would he explain to the eldest senior brother after he went back? !

Bang.

Bang.

Wenwen fell to the ground.

Panting, his face was pale, sweat dripped down his cheeks, his clothes were already torn, and there was a hideous wound on his chest, where you could even see the bone, which was half the size of an arm.

Blood flowed down like water.

Win!

Wenwen felt the intense pain from the wound, and quickly ate a spiritual fruit to restore his spiritual power, while controlling the spiritual power to restore the wound.

He was relieved until the bleeding stopped.

Win.

But it was indeed a tragic victory, and he was seriously injured!

If the wound went a little deeper, it would hurt his heart. If it hurt his heart, he would die.

Wenwen was not discouraged.

He understood how he was injured.

Others released spells and formed seals with their hands, and the speed was very fast. Wenwen was very slow, and he could only release spells while constantly dodging.

He was able to win because he had an immortal body, and the strength of his spiritual power was naturally many times stronger than that of the opponent.

Therefore, even though he had been through hundreds of battles, he could only cause serious injuries to Wen.

Wen still won!

Wen stopped the wound and showed a satisfied look.

Yes, after this battle, Wen could clearly feel that he had become more proficient in controlling his spiritual power.

At least he would not be so embarrassed the next time he met someone of the same level.

"Boy, you had a chance to survive just now."

"Now, are you going to commit suicide? Or let the two of us do it?"