Chapter 26 What’s going on?
Qian Sanjiang thought deeply about how to report to the leader.
"The Cult Leader's Seven Blood Spirit Swords, this kid has obviously mastered it, and his lethality is enough. He can do this in such a short time. If the Cult Leader knew about it, he would be very pleased..." Qian Sanjiang was thinking about how to use it
. Realize this and flatter yourself loudly.
In the workplace, you need to be well-fed and not shabby.
After all, there are a lot of offerings.
...
Fang Che sat in the carriage, closing his eyes to relax.
In my mind, I was weighing the few martial arts students who stopped here by chance to watch the dispute.
'Wei Zihao is the biggest suspect, but he shouldn't be the only one. In addition, Qing Ziyue, who was far away and looked a little thin, was also a little suspicious. '
'But I don't want to touch them now. Firstly, it will be useless. Secondly, they are too close to their family and it will easily cause trouble for themselves. Thirdly, keep them. They can cause trouble at any time when they arrive at the martial arts academy, especially if they want to make noise and convey news. You can use them at any time, as natural shields...'
'These can all be used as backup. It would be a waste of resources to move them now. '
'We must cherish this kind of resource that can be abused at any time. Fang
Che sat in the car with his eyes closed, his face calm.
But I was thinking in my heart.
'When I come out this time, I will enter the martial arts academy. Once I enter, I don't know when I will be able to come out. Hey, I have never been to a martial arts academy in my previous life... I don't know the rules. '
'There is a night dream following me, and there should be someone watching me in the dark. No matter who is guarding the main hall or teaching Yixin, they will never let me out of sight. '
'But there will be some inconveniences here. I don't know how the Golden Horned Jiao is doing with his cultivation now? I wanted to take it with me, but I didn’t know if I would have the chance. Fang
Che looked into the distance with his eyes deep in thought.
That is the direction of Bai Mi Peak.
It itself belongs to the periphery of the Forest of All Souls.
It's not very far from where I am now. Only more than five hundred miles.
'But if the golden horned dragon has not been cultivated to the point of being invisible, wearing it on the body will not be of much use. There is even a risk of leaving the extremely dark place and dissipating. '
Fang Che finally gave up this plan.
There is a very dark place over there. Let the Golden Horned Jiao practice for a while.
It would be better to let it wait for a few more months, or even a year or two, than to have it exposed or dissipate before the cultivation is completed!
Fang Che let out a breath and stopped thinking about it.
The golden-horned dragon was a backup plan he had prepared for himself.
When Ye Meng didn't appear, Fang Che had been thinking about this secret move.
Because as a soul, it is really convenient to deliver messages.
Even though the design of the Su family last time was an accident, there was also the idea of sending those guys to the Golden Horned Jiao to replenish their health.
He has been waiting, waiting for the Golden Horned Jiao to transform from tangible to intangible, and when his soul and body have improved further, he will receive it.
Even though he has Ye Meng now, he has not given up on this plan.
But until now, this plan that has been looming has been shelved for the time being.
'Taking steps step by step can affect long-term plans. Never act in advance just because it is convenient and easy to use! '
...
Finally, we have arrived at the Forest of All Souls.
The driver has returned. As an ordinary person with only a little bit of strength, driving to this point is already the limit.
But Fang Che only proposed it now: I will buy your carriage and you can go back by yourself.
Fang Che offered twice the price.
The coachman readily agreed.
I just don’t understand: If you want to buy it, why didn’t you buy it earlier?
Do you have to buy it now?
Of course Fang Che would not buy it early. He sat and rested comfortably in the carriage while sorting out his thoughts. Although his thoughts had been sorted out long ago,... he would enjoy it for a while longer.
Because after the driver left, I had to drive the car by myself!
Yemeng can only take a car.
——The next things must be completed independently to be considered an achievement.
But Fang Che felt a little unbalanced when the young master drove the car and the maid took the car, so he insisted on sitting for half of the way.
"Go in and sit down!"
Fang Che said with a dark face, "I will drive the car myself."
"Huh?"
Ye Meng was confused.
His big round eyes looked at Fang Che blankly.
The sun comes out from the west, and suddenly I feel considerate again?
Could it be that he finally realized this girl's unparalleled beauty?
"After you leave the Forest of All Souls, if you haven't made any progress, I will sell you into a brothel!"
Fang Che threatened, then picked up the riding whip: "Drive!"
Ye Meng:...
Ye
Meng crossed her legs in the carriage. Sit and wait.
Her big eyes kept rolling up, and her pretty face was speechless.
Because Fang Che left her and the carriage in the forest and went to hunt monsters by himself.
"How can you be so relieved? I'm just leaving such a delicate beauty in the forest, and on the surface, I only have a third-level martial arts training. I'm not afraid that when I come back, I'll be turned into a pile of gnawed bones?"
"It's really not pity at all."
"This is too big-hearted!"
Although he complained in his heart, he still had a look of fear and anxiety on his face, huddled in the carriage, not daring to move.
I just pray in my heart.
Don't let any wild beasts come over.
Otherwise it will really be exposed.
...
Fang Che was like a ghost, walking through the dense forest, not even making the slightest sound of leaves wherever he passed.
His target is the monster in the forest. A monster below level six!
A level one monster requires one hundred cores and one college point; level two requires fifty cores and one point; level three requires ten cores and one point; level four requires two cores and one point; level five requires one core and two points. Level six, one core, twenty points.
But the sixth-level monster is basically equivalent to the combat power of a fifth-level martial artist.
As for level seven...well, I don’t want to.
Once you emerge, be prepared to become excrement.
Fang Che's goal is not level one, two, or three at all.
That's too slow.
So as soon as he started, he went straight into the depths of the jungle.
He didn't even care about the first and second level monsters that were startled in the jungle.
But the deeper he went, the more Fang Che felt that something was wrong.
But I can't tell.
In front of a dense bush, Fang Che finally stopped suddenly in the thick grass.
Looking at the bushes, the grass, and the surrounding trees, the feeling that something was wrong became stronger and stronger.
But what exactly is wrong, I can't say.
He couldn't help but think deeply.
If there is a feeling, there must be a situation. But where is the situation?
He concentrated on thinking, looking at the grass, shrubs and trees.
What is wrong is the environment, but what is wrong with the environment?
After looking at it for a long time, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered the two people who had robbed him.
Because of those two people, Fang Che paid extra attention to the environment.
At that time, the two people were standing under a thick tree with shining leaves and thick leaves.
Looking in front of me, although the shrubs are growing vigorously, the leaves of both trees and grass are very thin. They are not malnourished, but they cannot be said to be rich in nutrients.
The shrubs are very thin, but the bark is mottled and shows its age.
The same goes for all the trees nearby - unlike when we first entered the jungle, which were as big as several people hugging each other, there were almost no trees larger than a hug.
But judging from the mottled bark of the tree, it is clearly much older than the trees outside.
There were some rotting animal carcasses in the bushes.
Fang Che turned it over and found that it was completely rotten, but the color of the fur was still a little bright.
Fang Che pondered for a long time and looked at the surrounding environment. The sun shone in and created mottled spots of light.
'There's something wrong with this forest. Logically speaking, trees deep in dense forests that are inaccessible to humans should be exceptionally strong, but in this vast area it's just the opposite. Is it a geological reason? '
There was no sense of crisis, just an inexplicable silence.
Standing here, I can clearly hear the beating of my heart. There was a vague feeling of panic, which was not obvious. Other than that, nothing unusual.
Not found.
Fang Che took a breath.
Let's get points first, these anomalies... think about it slowly. However, the past must not be ignored.
...
the dark place.
A one-horned monster snake whose skin was basically the same as its surroundings. It was indistinguishable at all. It came out silently. As soon as the long snake message rolled up, two second-level small demon foxes not far away were drawn in. In the mouth.
While enjoying the delicious food, suddenly a sword light fell down and nailed him seven inches.
The strange snake convulsed and twisted violently, causing the tree next to it to stagger.
But the sword has already nailed the strange snake.
After a moment, the sword was drawn out and turned into a thunderbolt.
With a pop, the head of the strange snake was chopped off.
Blood splattered.
Fang Che dropped the snake's blood on the name tag, and then put the dug out core of the strange snake into it.
A halo appears on the nameplate.
The core and blood disappeared at the same time.
Show a few lines of words.
Bibo City, Fang Che.
Points, zero point five.
This strange snake is undoubtedly a level four monster.
"Only level four."
Fang Che was a little dissatisfied and immediately stood up and walked into the jungle.
In a quarter of an hour, Fang Che's points changed to; three.
...
Sitting on the branch of a big tree, munching on dry food, Fang Che felt a little solemn in his heart.
'It's really hard to get these points. '
Six level four monsters, only three points.
This is because Fang Che has rich experience in the world, has a clear understanding of the living habits of monsters, and can quickly determine where the monsters are hiding based on the environment.
It can be seen that these one hundred points are by no means easy to get.
'You have to find a group of monsters. '
'This entire area of trees and grass covering hundreds of miles is suffering from malnutrition. It has not left this area yet. What is the reason? Fang
Che swept down from the tree.
A few hours later.
Fang Che returned to the carriage covered in blood. Ye Meng was trembling in the carriage: "Sir...Sir, are you back?" "
Look at how brave you are."
Fang Che snorted, took off his dirty clothes and changed them. He took off his clothes and threw them into Ye Meng's arms: "Wash them when you have a chance."
"Yes."
After three hours of fierce battle, Fang Che got twenty-one points.
One hundred points is still far away.
Driving the carriage, we walked dozens of miles ahead.
Then he stopped again, got out of the car with his sword in hand, and under Ye Meng's gaze, swooped into the jungle and disappeared in an instant.
Ye Meng noticed that Fang Che paused before entering the jungle, as if he was deliberately observing the trees on the roadside.
I can’t help but wonder: What’s so good about trees?
...
In the dense forest, young men in well-dressed clothes can be seen walking back and forth almost everywhere.
Some are still fighting fiercely.
Fang Che quickly passed everyone, his body like a sharp arrow, and entered the edge of the forbidden area.
There will definitely be higher-level monsters here.
Sure enough, in a canyon, Fang Che found a surprise.
A group of level five blood-fang demon wolves.
There are more than a hundred demon wolves in the pack, and this is just what we can see.
"I'll go, it's close to 200 points!"
Fang Che became excited.
The next step is how to eliminate it.
After all, the demon wolf would never just wait here and let himself be killed.
Moreover, a group of fifth-level demon wolves have high combat power, and there must be a wolf king among them!
The fur of this group of demon wolves is not bright, and their nutrition is not very good. They must be very hungry, right?
He paid attention.
The surrounding trees and grass are still the same. Alive, but malnourished, it seems that this land only keeps these plants alive - the most basic life.
Beyond that, nothing else is given.
Some of the trees with dead animals under them did not have thick and shiny leaves. It seemed that the corpses of dead monsters did not provide any additional nutrients to these plants.
After watching for a while, Fang Che quietly retreated.
He came back after a while, with a packet of medicinal powder in his hand.
...
In a certain hall of Baiyun Martial Academy.
A group of martial arts school staff were staring at an illusory big screen in front of them.
Next to it, there are two pillars filled with colorful spiritual crystals, emitting bright light and pure energy supporting the light curtain.
On the light screen, there are countless people's names, and the number of points is displayed behind each person's name.
"There are a lot of applicants this year."
A martial arts professor looked at the list with great interest: "There is no room for 10,000 positions, and there are still people who have not made the list."
Another sighed and said: " I just hope that the 10,000th place will not be higher than 30 points."
Everyone else had a wry smile on their faces.
Because the list is not displayed for those outside the 10,000, so there is no way to know who should be admitted.
"The most in so many years, that is, 8,200 people were admitted. There is still a long way to go before 10,000. Don't worry, it won't be exceeded." "Well, the one who is in last place now still has zero points
. "It's been a day."
"That's right. From the nine thousand two hundred people down, they all have zero points. There are also many people above who have less than one point."
An old man with a gray beard looked up at the list above. He scrolled and said, "Is the top 100 fixed?"
"Not yet. But in the top ten, someone has already reached 50."
"Yo? Look at it."
Everyone looked at the top ten names on the left.
On the autumn clouds; sixty-two.
Ding Jeran: Forty-nine.
Xie Gongping: Forty-eight.
The first fire: forty-seven.
Mo Ganyun: Forty-three.
Fang Che: Thirty-nine.
Simon Xuri: Thirty-eight.
...
While I was watching, Fang Che's number suddenly jumped twice, instantly becoming forty-three, tied with Mo Ganyun, and then jumped again, forty-five, forty-seven, forty-nine...all the way directly. It jumped to ninety-one, ranking first.
There is only such a short time to take a breath.
Then it stopped.
Everyone was suddenly stunned.
What's going on?
.........
I revised it several times, which took a few minutes.
(End of chapter)