Lord of Kyushu

Chapter 120 Taking Drugs (For Collection)

After a fierce battle, under the impetus of Wu He, a new trade fair started.

During the trade fair, Yang Ze successfully traded the remaining two bags of spiritual soil on his body, and got another [-] contribution points. Therefore, his contribution points reached three digits again, which is enough for him to expand I have learned martial arts once.

But after coming out of Qingyang Hall, Yang Ze didn't go far. He looked at the identity token in his hand, found Lin Hui's figure, and pulled Lin Hui back.

Now he has 130 five contribution points, which is enough for him to repay Lin Hui's one hundred contributions.

Lin Hui looked at Yang Ze and said that he wanted to return his contribution points, but Yang Ze couldn't hold back, so he was caught by Yang Ze and taken to Qingyang Hall, where he completed the transfer of [-] contribution points.

After the two came out again, Yang Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no way, he owed too much to Lin Hui, and he always felt stuck if he didn't repay part of it first.

"Junior Brother Yang Ze, I said why are you in such a hurry. It turns out that you are in a hurry to pay off the debt, and I won't charge you interest. Why are you so anxious." Lin Hui joked.

"Yang has always disliked what he owed others, so he didn't return the [-] contribution points to senior brother Lin Hui, so he felt really uncomfortable." Yang Ze said with a smile.

"It seems that Junior Brother Yang Ze is a person who doesn't like to owe debts, but you have to thank me for today's matter. If I didn't help you, that stingy Wu He wouldn't have done it. I will take so many herbs at once." Lin Hui said sinisterly.

Seeing this, Yang Ze felt a little distressed, and said bluntly: "Then according to what senior brother said, I owe you another favor."

"Hey, there's no need for favors, junior brother just remember to invite me to dinner again at a later time, remember to prepare a little more silver, next time what I want to eat must be a luxurious meal hahaha!

Don't bother junior brother, you were injured today, you should go back to recuperate quickly, the martial arts tournament is approaching, so don't suffer any injuries. "Smiling and laughing, Lin Huiren had already left towards the distance.

Looking at Lin Hui's back, Yang Ze's gaze was very heavy. Lin Hui always gave him a mysterious feeling. He was obviously just a registered disciple with seven stages of true vitality, but he didn't look like an ordinary registered disciple.

He also couldn't think of how to inquire about Lin Hui's identity and background. If he made a reckless move, Lin Hui might be displeased, so Yang Ze put this idea behind him.

No matter what kind of person Lin Hui is, at least now it seems that this person is worth making friends with. Lin Hui can be regarded as his only friend on Qingyang Peak.

After Lin Hui walked away, Yang Ze didn't stay here, turned around and went down the mountain.

After returning to the residence, Yang Ze sat cross-legged on the futon, and as soon as he circulated the true vitality in his body, his body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of dark blood, which fell in front of him.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Ze felt the unimpeded meridians in his body, just now he exercised his kung fu, and finally melted away all the fist energy remaining in his body.

But fortunately, Lin Hui used his true energy to help him dissipate most of the fist energy. Otherwise, Yang Ze could only seal the fist energy at that time, and it would take more time to cultivate afterwards.

It was when Lin Hui made a move that Yang Ze discovered that Lin Hui's cultivation method was also a method of nourishing qi. Otherwise, if two different qi collided together, they would definitely repel him.

After this battle, Yang Ze has a certain understanding of his current combat power. It seems that with his current combat power, he is no longer inferior to ordinary nine-stage true vitality warriors.

In the fight with Wu He, in the last blow, in fact, he was able to block that punch in the end, but he didn't block it, but let himself be injured.

The reason why Yang Ze did this was because he didn't want to expose his true strength.

There were too many people present, once it was known that he could fight with the cultivation of the eighth stage true vitality and nine stage true vitality, then in the martial arts tournament, others would definitely notice him.

In that battle, maybe Wu He also kept his hand, but in the same way, Yang Ze didn't show his full strength.

He has never used Windward Slash, and no one in the entire Qingyang Peak knows that he has other saber techniques.

Moreover, Yang Ze has been hiding the Blood Fiend Knife all the time, and has never brought it out in front of others. Only Yang Ze who took out the Blood Fiend Knife is the strongest Yang Ze.

He took a deep breath, although Yang Ze had dissipated the fist energy in his body, Yang Ze still felt a bit of labor pain. The blow of the ninth stage of true vitality was not a joke after all, he is also a body of flesh and blood, if he had not broken through to the eighth stage , I really didn’t dare to take a blow directly today.

Yang Ze began to take care of himself slowly by running Qi Yang Jue. If he wanted to restore the injury to a healed state, he still needed to heal his injuries. Otherwise, it would be troublesome up.

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There was nothing to say all night, and after dawn, Yang Ze ended his recuperation, exhaled a long mouthful of turbid air, and woke up from the state of meditation.

After a night of recuperation, Yang Ze felt that his spirit had returned to the previous state at this moment.

Without going out, Yang Ze still sat on the futon, took out a dust wood branch from the package, and put it in his hand. This dust wood branch was given to him by Wu He, and it has the function of nourishing the spirit.

Looking at this strange looking dustwood branch, Yang Ze really didn't want to swallow it in one gulp, so he had to enter a simple stove in the house and boil this dustwood branch into a soup.

An hour later, Yang Ze picked up the bowl of soup and swallowed it down.

The decoction entered the body, and it turned into a warm current flowing in Yang Ze's body. The black stone pattern on his chest radiated light. As soon as the warm current appeared, it immediately transformed into a stream of energy and injected it into the body.

Yun Gong absorbed this energy, and Yang Ze felt the true vitality in his body, which was gradually rising again.

It took six hours for this energy to be completely absorbed by him. Yang Ze's eyes opened, and a bright light flashed across his brows.

In just six hours, the true vitality in his body has climbed by a large amount, enough to withstand other people's hard work for ten days and a half months.

"The black stone is indeed a magical thing. This kind of medicinal material is stewed into medicinal soup and drunk by others, and it has little effect. Only when the alchemist makes it into a pill and swallows it can it exert the greatest effect. But the medicine is three-point Poison, even if it is a panacea, swallowing too much will leave erysipelas in the body, which is extremely difficult to remove.

But I have the black stone, even if it is only medicinal materials, it can be directly converted into energy absorption, and all of them are absorbed without missing anything. Whether it is medicine or medicinal materials, for me, there is no toxin, and there is no wasteful effect .

It seems that if I want to improve my cultivation quickly, I still need to take a lot of drugs. If I practice step by step, how long will it take to improve a level. "

Yang Ze quickly figured out how to quickly improve his cultivation, but after all, he is only a martial artist with an eighth-level true vitality, and he must have a certain degree of control when taking drugs.

Once the drug is overdone, if the meridians in the body can't bear it, it's over.

"It's still not too hasty. You can only eat it once a day. It's a pity that you don't have enough contribution points to print new martial arts." Sighing, Yang Ze found that three months was really a long time for him. It was too rushed.

"However, I haven't practiced Windward Sword to perfection yet, and martial arts are not so urgent for me. If I can master all these martial arts, I will definitely be able to occupy a place among the registered disciples!"

Thinking of this matter in his heart, Yang Ze slapped his right hand, and his long knife came out of its sheath and landed above his knees.

Holding this long knife, the position of the knife that was once made a gap by the blood knife, now the gap has increased a bit.

After all, this knife can only barely be regarded as a middle-grade mortal weapon. After several battles, the original flaws of the knife body have become even bigger.

"Persevere, the martial arts tournament is my real chance to make a move!" Yang Ze's eyes were like lightning, he endured it, and at the last moment, he was able to erupt.

For the rest of the time, Yang Ze locked himself in the practice room and practiced continuously. He didn't come out of the room until seven days passed.

The seven days of penance, not only did not make him fall into a state of exhaustion, but made his spirit look a little fuller.

He ate all the medicinal materials Wu He gave him. Yang Ze is still reminiscing about the 60-year-old ginseng.

It took seven days to break through the eighth stage of true vitality, and Yang Ze already felt that he had traveled a long distance in this realm, and it might not be long before he broke through to the ninth stage of true vitality.

"Calculating the time, it's the third month since I got started. I have to solve the three tasks of this month for him quickly, and I can't be held back by the tasks in the end."

After coming to Misty Martial Arts Academy, the most distressing thing for Yang Ze was the damn task. The number of contribution points was so small that he had to complete three of them every month. The key was that it was not too difficult, but it was very time-consuming.

If it is possible not to do it, Yang Ze naturally does not want to do it, but unfortunately there is no other way.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked to the mission hall. When he arrived, the mission hall was full of people again. He found the lowest grade, and Yang Ze followed the team.

Just standing here, the man in front of him turned around.

Seeing that person, Yang Ze's expression immediately changed, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Zheng Hong!"

The person standing in front of him was the one who was sent by Yishuimen to invite him to join, that is, this person, who made trouble for him again and again.

It's just that later, there were family rules, and this person never troubled him again, nor did he show up. Yang Ze never thought that he would see Zheng Hong here again today.

(End of this chapter)