Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

What surprised Zhuge Qingyun was that fourteen days had passed, and Jiang Yi was so weak that he almost collapsed several times, but he didn't ask anyone to ask Zhuge Qingyun, and he continued to release flames to burn Devil Aya.

For more than ten days, Zhan Wushuang and others have not practiced. They have been accompanied by Jiang Yi nearby, and Su Ruoxue did not lead the team out. Please stay in this yard and wait for Jiang Yi to leave the customs, or... starve to death.

The limit of the human body is generally about seven days without eating or drinking. Jiang Yi's strength is still okay. The eight-fold body of Dingjing is very powerful, but it has almost reached the limit if he does not eat or drink for more than ten days. Especially if you don't drink water, the body will be dehydrated, dizzy, fatigued, and hypoxic until death from shock.

Jiang Yi didn't say a word during this time. If it wasn't for his constant release of flames, everyone thought he was dead. Nevertheless, as time goes on, they are more and more worried. Su Ruoxue tried to rush out to help Zhuge Qingyun several times, but she knew Jiang Yi's temper, fearing that even if she didn't want to ask for him, she could only bear it.

Jiang Yi can actually use the Fire Spirit Stone to destroy Motian Ling, but since he has persisted for so many days, he doesn't want to give up like this. Although he was faint in his mind, he could not tell the northeast, southeast, and northwest, but the obsession in the depths of his soul kept him persistent, controlling the fire spirit beads to release the flames and burning the devil.

The fifteenth day!

Jiang Yi continued to insist that Zhan Lin'er had already cried and became tears, and Su Ruoxue also secretly wiped a few tears. Qian Wanguan kept turning around in the yard. Zhan Wushuang couldn't bear to watch the room. Ji Lao and Liu Lao also quietly raised their thumbs and secretly admired Jiang Yi's willpower. It must be difficult for them to support them.

Sixteenth day!

Zhuge Qingyun was all surprised, and Dean Qi was also anxious. He persuaded Zhuge Qingyun to help him. But Zhuge Qingyun said nothing, but the consciousness swept over again and again.

On the seventeenth day, Motian Ling was still tightly bound to Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi suddenly stopped releasing the flames. This surprised Qian Wanguan, Su Ruoxue, and others. Su Ruoxue immediately ran and ran towards the backyard.

Zhuge Qingyun in the backyard couldn't sit still either. When he was about to shoot, Jiang Yi strangely began to release the flame again, but after a while, the white light flashed suddenly on the Motian Aya and released...

Everyone hurriedly untied Mo Tianling and looked at Jiang Yi, who was hungry and skinny, and whose weak eyes could not be opened. All of them looked upright and secretly horrified. What a strong willpower to hold on for seventeen days without eating or drinking.

The next thing was easy to deal with. Liu Laoyuan turned his strength to give Jiang Yi a convalescence. Qian Wanguan prepared a good pill early to feed him. Until Jiang Yi's breath was completely stabilized, all the talents were relieved.

...

Jiang Yi took a full rest for ten days before recovering. During these ten days he was lying in bed, except for cultivation, he was sleeping. Su Ruoxue only came to see it once, and it never appeared again. Zhan Wushuang began to practice diligently rarely. Qian Wanguan also eeriely disappeared during this time. Only Lin Lin accompanied Jiang Yi every day.

"Brother Jiang Yi, it's time to drink porridge."

At noon, Jiang Yi was still practicing. There was a sweet voice from Zhan Lin'er outside. He opened his eyes and looked at a light bowl of meat porridge. He said helplessly, "Why is it still porridge? I have almost recovered, Should I be able to have some barbecue?"

"No!"

Zhan Lin'er said firmly: "Lao Liu said, you can only drink porridge this month, otherwise your body will be harmful."

"Ok!"

Jiang Yi got up and got out of the bed to pick up the gruel. He looked outside and wondered, "How come Qian Wanguan hasn't seen it recently? What is this kid doing?"

Zhan Lin'er was sitting next to Jiang Yi and shook his head with his chin on his right hand. "The dead fat man must have gone to the grass to get rid of flowers, but I heard that he and many female students have infections, hum! This dead fat man is so beautiful. "

"Who hurt Master Ben in the back?"

Suddenly there was a bit of indignation outside the door. A ball rolled in and stared at Zhan Lin'er with a face full of resentment. "Sister Lin'er, where did you hear the rumors? It’s a well-known thing in the college for men who are not obsessed. For sixteen years, my clean body has not been slandered by any woman. I don’t believe I can swear to heaven. If there are half lies, I can’t find it in my life. To my wife!"

"Bah, it's still clear..."

A trace of taunt flashed inside Zhan Lin'er's eyes, and he turned away and said disdainfully: "Why don't you find my wife's wife? What do you and I swear!"

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Yi said: "Sister Lin'er is wrong with Wan Guan, at least with me, I have never seen him with that woman. Alright, Wan Guan first sit down and drink a glass of water, see you A smelly sweat, where are you from?"

"Hey, the boss knows me best."

Qian Wanguan's small eyes smiled into a slit, and he magically took a jade box out of his arms and placed it on the table and said, "Boss, guess what?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Yi put down the bowl, glanced at the jade box, his eyes rolled, and he asked suspiciously, "Is it a cure-all?"

"Yes!"

Qian Wanguan gave a thumbs up and poured himself a glass of water while saying: "Boss, you may not have the opportunity to leave the college during this time. That crazy girl is still living in the Spirit Beast City. There are more than a dozen in the market of millennium ginseng. The strain is okay. There are only two of the three-flowered clover. I am afraid that someone will buy it, so I will get it first."

Jiang Yi was silent, and the monster he beheaded was converted into five or six million purple gold. Qian Wanguan gave him a lot of Diyuan Dan during this time, and the estimated price is at least one million purple gold, and the three-flowered horse chestnut is rarer than the millennium radix ginseng, and it must be more expensive. After conversion, Qian Wanguan will definitely pay more. Two million purple gold.

"How to make money?"

Jiang Yi was very sad when he scratched his head. His level was too low. To catch up with the genius of his peers as soon as possible, he must consume a lot of good medicine. Purple gold is also needed to buy Millennium Codonopsis lanceolata. In case of finding Soothing Grass, the purple gold needed is even more expensive.

Shui Qianrou stayed in the Spirit Beast City, and he dared not go out. He was not afraid of death, but he rushed out blindly to die, it was not a hero but a ****.

"Right, Wan Guan!"

Thinking of Shui Qianrou, Jiang Yi thought of an idea. He took the devil Tianling from the fire spirit beads and handed it to Qian Wanguan: "Sell this? Can I get some Zijin? Isn't this a heavenly weapon?"

"..."

Qian Wanguan was very speechless. He rolled his eyes and said: "Boss, this thing is for you, you dare to buy it? Are you afraid of Shui Youlan chasing and killing?"

"This is also true."

Jiang Yi accused him of collecting it, and found that besides Fire Spirit Beads, there were only a few treasures on his body that were not worth a few dollars. Fire Spirit Beads could not be sold. Without the fire spirit stone in the fire spirit beads, there is no place to store it, he lost a life-saving treasure, and he was so reluctant to be so magical.

His thick eyebrows frowned like a sword, and he felt like he was in Tianyu City. He was stumped by a small body, and he fell to the hero Han with a penny.

"Tianyu City!"

Suddenly Jiang Yi's eyes lit up, and he remembered something. At that time, he refined Waste Pill and went to Juzhenge for Zijin to save his life. At that time, his low strength would not make alchemy at all, and he forgot about it later.

Now that his strength has reached the eighth level, and the upper limit of the black elemental strength on his body has reached a thousand strands. Isn't it easy to refine the panacea? And he doesn't need to refine the Elixir, only need to process it, for example, injecting Dilong Dan into the black elemental force to become the top-level Elixir of Heaven!

"Hahaha!"

He stood up ecstatically and immediately drank: "Wan Guan, help me find some alchemy books and alchemy materials. If this can be achieved, don't say 10 million purple gold, I will earn 100 million. To."

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