Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 18 Battlefield
The prerequisite is that there needs to be sufficient supplements. I am afraid that the Qigong pills are not enough. You also need sufficient medicine and enough food.

When Fang Mushan came back and went down to the cave, he looked around in surprise.

"Are you going to stay here?"

Li Haomiao was helpless: "He's addicted to mining. He digs so fast and deep that I thought he was a mountain-diving beast."

He pulled his face and raised it down into the hole.

"Look, they're even planning to dig out a room inside. Maybe there's even a side room by now."

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

Xu Yunfan walked out of the cave, his muscles trembling slightly, and the dirt on his body was immediately shaken away.

"I'm doing this to practice martial arts. Practicing martial arts requires training strength, and training strength requires tempering the body. The kung fu I'm practicing naturally requires physical practice."

Fang Mushan nodded in praise upon hearing this, saying, "Practicing martial arts is like rowing against the current. If you want to make further progress, you naturally need to practice diligently every day. Take, for example, Prince Yan Li Haomiao, who is known as Yujing's number one martial arts genius. Every day he either socializes with friends or enjoys watching flowers, birds, and fish, wasting his talent."

Xu Yunfan coughed dryly and glanced at Li Haomiao, who was silent and had twitching eyes in the corner of his eyes. He also felt exhausted at this time. He had reached his limit and simply took a rest.

He moved his butt to Li Haomiao's side and poked Li Haomiao with his elbow.

"It seems that the King of Yan is quite good at dancing."

Li Haomiao didn't say anything, Fang Mushan said: "That's right, there are rumors in the palace that he wants to be the crown prince."

Fang Mushan lifted a rabbit in his hand.

"It's very difficult to hunt prey in this 800-mile barren mountain glacier, except for plateau sheep. This is what I spent a lot of effort to find. If I hadn't learned hunting from the hunters at home, I'm afraid I would have returned empty-handed."

hunting?!
Xu Yunfan's heart moved slightly. Looking at Fang Mushan who was processing the rabbit, he asked, "Can you teach me how to hunt? That way, I can also go out to look for prey, and there should be more chances to get food."

Fang Mushan pondered for a moment. Hunting skills are not something precious. Many old hunters know them.

He nodded in agreement.

In the next few days, every time the three of them arrived at a place, Xu Yunfan would enthusiastically dig out a tunnel in the ground.

The proficiency prompts that filled his vision every day excited him, especially as his proficiency increased, whether it was the Bronze Body Skill or mining, he became more and more familiar with it.

Name: Xu Yunfan

Skill: Mining 779/1000 (Minor Success)
Special effects: cold-resistant and heat-resistant, hands as steady as a rock, sharp eyes and careful mind, digging the ground like mud

Bronze Body Skill 668/1000 (Minor Success)
Special effects: Qi and blood are abundant, strength runs through the whole body, skin is as tough as leather, muscles are bulging and ridges are blooming

Scud 368/500 (Entry-level)
Special effects: fast steps, agile body, footprints on the ground, full of endurance
Hunting (Not yet started)

Lin Zi Jue (Not yet started)

Looking at the proficiency on the attribute panel, Xu Yunfan was filled with joy. According to this progress of practice, it might not take ten days or half a month, but only two or three days to push the Bronze Body Skill to perfection.

At that time, he really wanted to have a fight with Yang Gan, who had achieved great success in horizontal training.
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Ningguta, the direction Xu Yunfan fled, Yang Gan half-knelt down and looked at the messy footprints on the ground. There were four or five gaps of varying sizes on his sturdy body. His clothes were stained and discolored by blood. He didn't know whether it was his or the man in black who splashed it.

At this time, the entire Ningguta had completely calmed down, and the ground was littered with the bodies of supervisors, soldiers, men in black, and miners.

In the center of the Ningguta Depression, Lian Yuanzhang had already died. His body, as strong as a hill, was nailed to the ground by the Panlong spear. There was a big hole in his armor, the spear pierced his chest, and the tip of the spear was embedded in the soil.

The blood from the headless neck had long ceased to gush, leaving only a thick, black pool of blood, staining the ground beneath him a dark brown-red. His arms drooped limply at his sides, his fingers slightly bent, clearly a final struggle before his death.

His legs remained in a kneeling position, unable to move at all.

The cold wind blew, bringing with it a hint of bloody smell. A sickening silence filled the air around the corpse, as if time had frozen at this moment. Only the sleeves fluttering in the wind silently told of the brutal battle that had just taken place.

Yang Gan took a quick look and then looked away. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Shuyang, whose face was pale, armor was stained with blood, and his eyes were still sharp.

"General Zhang, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan fled from this direction."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuyang turned his head to look at a young girl standing next to Lian Yuanzhang's body not far away.

The girl was wearing a white dress made of gauze, which was as soft as mist and seemed as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

She was barefoot, her jade-white toes tapping lightly in the blood-mixed mud, without a speck of dust on them. Through the veil that was almost invisible, her graceful body could be vaguely seen, but there was no charm at all, instead there was a sense of mystery and inviolability. Her face was absolutely beautiful without a trace of blood, her lips were pale, and her eyes were as cold as stars.

She stood there quietly, with an air of coldness that kept people at a distance. The air around her seemed to freeze because of her presence, making people afraid to approach her easily, and they felt a chill in their hearts.

A very scary woman.

This person had just used only one move to kill Lian Yuanzhang. A master who was about to enter the flesh training realm was beheaded easily. His strength was incredible.

The person who came from Tian Ce Mansion, Li Miaoyun, is said to be a member of a secret organization under the empress.

Zhang Shuyang's mind flashed, he quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any longer, lowered his eyelids, and then clasped his hands together.

"Sima Li, the Prince of Yan is disabled and was carried on the back of a former servant of the Jiang family and fled in this direction."

Whether to chase or wait is no longer something Zhang Shuyang can decide, but it requires the woman who looks like a girl to speak up.

After a while, Li Miaoyun moved her gaze away from Lian Yuanzhang's body and turned to look at Zhang Shuyang.

Zhang Shuyang felt a chill in his heart when he was stared at by this gaze. His heart started beating wildly and he quickly lowered his head.

"Find him. He is the only remaining descendant of the late emperor. Your Majesty needs him."

The cold and otherworldly voice reached Zhang Shuyang's ears, shocking him greatly, and he responded quickly.

"Yes!"

When he looked up, Li Miaoyun had disappeared from the scene like a ghost.

Zhang Shuyang was silent for a moment, his expression extremely complicated. Of the royal bloodline, only Li Haomiao was left...

After a long time, he touched his aching chest and slowly adjusted himself. Lian Yuanzhang had just dealt him a desperate blow, causing him to suffer serious injuries. If Li Miaoyun had not intervened, he would probably be the one lying on the battlefield.

Moreover, their own people suffered heavy losses. There were too many people gathered in Ningguta, involving many forces, and many mysterious masters were killed. If Li Miaoyun had not been scared away, the entire army would probably have been wiped out.

He turned around and looked at Yang Gan.

"Since you just said you know the art of tracking, I will grant you thirty elite soldiers. If you can bring the King of Yan back, I will credit you with a merit."

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