Chapter 37: Collecting Herbs and the Wild Boar King and Practicing.

It was not until noon when the sun shone on his butt that Yi Chen slowly opened his eyes.

He slept extremely comfortably, feeling greatly relaxed both physically and mentally, and the weakness brought by the anode transmutation completely disappeared.

This made Yi Chen feel even stronger.

"I wonder who has a better chance of winning if I fight with the master mentioned by that white-haired old ghost." A bold idea suddenly popped up in Yi Chen's mind.

"If the mysterious master is not a human but an evil spirit, he should be worth a lot of crimson points."

With a sharp weapon in hand, one will naturally feel murderous intent.

Different times, different circumstances.

With the Dragon Slaying Sword and the seventh level of Pure Yang Art in his possession, he was already feeling a little inflated. If he was still at the sixth level of Pure Yang Art at this moment, he would definitely be feeling uneasy.

However, the seventh level of Pure Yang Gong not only greatly increased his four-dimensional data on paper, but also greatly improved the purity of his internal energy and the speed of his energy recovery. This caused a slight change in his mentality.

The eagle dares to stand on the branch growing on the edge of the cliff, not because it believes that the branch is hard, but because it believes that its wings are strong.

Even if the branch is broken, with the eagle's strength, it can fly away by flapping its wings.

Yi Chen is almost in this state of mind now.

You know, the Soul Burning Transformation can increase his current strength by up to five times. Although the cost is huge, it also further enhances his ability to bear risks.

He longed for the Crimson Dot so much.

Now his internal energy is deep purple. If he takes one more step forward, who knows what the world will be like.

A mortal body, can be compared with the old Taoist priest Zhang Jishi?

Floating, floating.

I am afraid that even if I take two more steps I won’t be able to reach the level of the old Taoist priest.

The road is long and arduous, but I will search for it up and down.

Yi Chen concentrated his thoughts and cut off his unrealistic fantasies. One must eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time.

First set a small goal and tear down the underworld.

After breakfast, Yi Chen did a set of prisoner fitness exercises as usual.

What made him quite regretful was that ever since his Xiao Chun Yang Gong broke through to the seventh level, his physique had become so strong that it was difficult for ordinary people to imagine. This method was no longer able to stimulate the body to produce source points.

"This doesn't look like it's going to work. Are we going to fry fish again today?" The source point is one of the ways to become stronger stably, and Yi Chen is particularly concerned about it. However, frying fish is also a nightmare memory for him. Now when he thinks back to that memory, the corners of his mouth twitch.

The only reason he was able to hold on was his strong will to survive and his hatred for the underworld.

"You should give yourself a half-day off. After all, humans are not machines. Relaxation and tension are the way of civil and military affairs."

"Why don't we go to the mountains today and pick some herbs to replenish the blood and qi for Junior Brother? It would be even better if we can hunt some game."

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Yi Chen was also a man who lived a life of ease. Although he had received a large sum of silver bills before and the financial pressure was not as great as before, he had also spent nearly three hundred taels on purchasing supplies before. It was better not to spend money recklessly.

He then turned his attention to Zhuilong Mountain.

Yinlong Temple is located at the foot of Zhuilong Mountain. It is majestic and there are countless birds and beasts on the mountain. The altitude is more than a thousand meters. It may be a good idea to climb the mountain with loads to hunt and collect herbs.

"Junior brother, I'm going to take a walk in the mountains and see if there is any wild game or wild ginseng to bring back for you to replenish your body." Yi Chen walked into the hall, greeted Qing Yunzi, and turned to leave.

Qing Yunzi is still in the stage of practicing refining essence into qi, and needs a lot of meat to nourish himself. Although the county lord has sponsored a few good medicines, they are only enough for a few bites.

Those few herbs can speed up cultivation, but there are not many.

Obviously, it is more suitable for the physique of poor babies to eat more meat and take some blood-replenishing and qi-invigorating soups and medicines.

Holding the homemade 'barbell' made from a stone mill, Yi Chen trotted all the way up the Falling Dragon Mountain under the frowning gazes of Qingfeng and Mingyue.

"Second brother, how come the eldest brother has become so much stronger than before? His arms are thicker than my waist." Qingfeng pulled Qingyunzi, who was meditating and refining qi in the front hall, and gestured exaggeratedly with his hands.

Qing Yunzi smiled and slapped Qing Feng on the head. "Why are you arguing with Senior Brother instead of concentrating on reciting the sutra?"

Mingyue was chuckling with glee when she saw Qingfeng being beaten, but when Qingyunzi glanced at her, she immediately sat up straight like a little adult.

Unless it is the first or fifteenth day of each month, there are usually few pilgrims entering Taoist temples or Buddhist temples to worship gods, so there is no need to receive pilgrims.

Qing Yunzi glanced at his two junior fellow apprentices and then looked at Yi Chen’s back in the distance.

"No matter what secrets you have, as long as you are still my senior brother, that's enough." Qing Yunzi murmured to himself, then smiled and continued to practice.

… Carrying a homemade barbell made from a stone mill, Yi Chen jogged up the Falling Dragon Mountain, madly squeezing out his own strength.

If he saw some suitable herbs for replenishing blood and invigorating qi on the way, he would stop to pick them and put them in the bag he carried with him.

Unfortunately, he didn't see any large or medium-sized wild animals along the way. Only a small gray rabbit and a pheasant jumped past his head. They were worth less than three or two ounces of meat. Yi Chen didn't want to bother chasing them, so he generously let them go, allowing them to escape.

“Hoo-hoo.”

Half an hour later, on the edge of a cliff halfway up the mountain, Yi Chen put down the heavy barbell and his breathing became noticeably heavier.

Stimulating the body by climbing mountains with weights does have a certain effect. It is definitely not as good as frying fish, but at least it is useful. Unfortunately, it is still not as good as Yi Chen expected.

If there was no underworld threatening him, he might have chosen this way of training, but it was obviously not appropriate now.

Too slow.

Just as Yi Chen was stretching his body towards the sun, suddenly a faint cry for help came from the distant breeze, which caught his attention.

"Help, is there anyone here?"

"Help! The wild boar is going to eat people."

This cry for help made Yi Chen stop his actions immediately.

"Is there something going on?"

"Wild boar?"

Keyword get, Yi Chen suddenly became alert, but once bitten by a snake, he became afraid of ropes for ten years. He still used the Yin-Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique and scanned the surrounding environment vigilantly, but did not find any trace of Yin energy.

Only then did he tiptoe like a civet cat and headed in the direction of the sound.

When he was almost near the source of the sound, Yi Chen climbed up a relatively thick tree and saw a young girl dressed as a herbalist hiding in a tree that was so thick that a man could hug it, shivering and calling for help.

Under the big tree, a huge wild boar, nearly three meters long, was hitting the tree trunk relentlessly, as if the young girl on the tree had killed its entire family. Its eyes were bloodshot, and the leaves on the tree were falling down as it hit them.

“What a big wild boar.”

"It's simply the wild boar king of this area. How big a pot would be needed to stew it all."

"It's a fate that I have with Yinlong Temple."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yi Chen couldn't help but be slightly amazed.

This wild boar was nearly three meters long, with the mane on its back standing upright like steel needles towards the sky, and its body covered with thick resin like armor.

As the wild boar continued to hit the tree, wood chips flew everywhere and it was on the verge of collapse. The young girl on the tree was so anxious that she was about to cry.

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If she had known that the big wild boar was nearby, she would not have poisoned the group of little wild boars... White steam was coming out of the wild boar king's nostrils, and his hind legs were constantly digging the ground. He was about to make a fatal charge at the big tree in front of him. The young girl on the tree had a look of despair in her eyes.

A mad wild boar would give way to even the most ferocious tiger in the forest. It seemed that she would not be able to escape today.

She hasn’t married yet. I heard from Aunt Wang from the same village that she is living happily with... What a pity...

Just as the girl closed her eyes and prepared to face the judgment of fate, a roar like thunder resounded throughout the forest.

"You wild boar, let go of that girl!"

A tall figure suddenly descended from the sky and blocked the wild boar king's path.

There was a dull bang.

A pair of big hands pressed firmly on the head of the charging wild boar king, forcibly stopping the wild boar's charge.

The girl dressed as a herbal farmer, who hadn't seen the tree fall for a long time, opened her tightly closed eyes and opened her cherry lips wide. The scene in front of her was simply unbelievable to her.

A man as strong as a bear fell from the sky. He held down the wild boar king's head with one hand and used the other hand to slap the wild boar king's face with a palm as big as a palm-leaf fan.

The wild boar king dug the soil frantically with its hind legs and roared angrily, but it was of no avail. It could not resist Yi Chen's enhanced strength at all.

After several strengthenings, Yi Chen's arms now have a strength of nearly ten thousand pounds. The internal energy of the Pure Yang Art is originally tempered from one's own blood and energy. Therefore, the masters who practice the Small Pure Yang Art are all tall, such as Yi Chen's master Bai Yunzi.

Yi Chen, who has practiced the Little Pure Yang Technique to the seventh level, is even more terrifying.

"Want to wrestle with me? You are too young." Yi Chen couldn't help but sneer as he looked at the wild boar king who was still digging the soil to resist.

Then he hit the wild boar king's head with a powerful elbow, and the wild boar king fell to the ground on the spot.

Click.

There was a teeth-grinding sound of bone cracking, and the Wild Boar King's eyeballs were about to pop out. Yi Chen clapped his hands and kicked it on the head. The Wild Boar King's heavy body slid along the ground for more than ten meters, breaking several trees before stopping.

With a tilt of his neck, he ascended directly to heaven.

This scene made the young girl in the tree feel shaken.

My god, this body... "Girl, come down."

….. …..A few minutes later, Yi Chen, carrying a medicine basket on his back, holding a homemade barbell in his left hand, and carrying a wild boar king weighing more than a thousand pounds on his right shoulder, grunted and went down the mountain in a flash.

The medicine basket was naturally a thank-you gift from the woman picking herbs on the tree, saying that it was medicinal herbs that could replenish qi and blood.

After a few minutes of chatting, Yi Chen finally figured out why the wild boar went crazy. It turned out that the herb-picking girl on the tree was named Chun Ya, and she was a herb-picking girl from the nearby Rolling Stone Town.

Today, she went up the mountain to collect herbs and saw a litter of wild boars. She was so excited that she smeared the juice of the herb on the corn she brought with her and fed it to the wild boars.

A few minutes later, the wild boar king who was wandering nearby came back and saw all his cubs lying on the ground. He also saw the herbalist girl who was trying to pick up the corpses, and his eyes became red.

After listening to the girl's account of the whole process, Yi Chen was speechless. This woman was really a tiger, bold and careful, and she dared to think and act.

When Yi Chen returned to the Taoist temple, it was almost noon. Yi Chen handed the medicine basket to Qing Yunzi.

"Junior brother, there are some herbs in the basket that can replenish qi and blood. You can boil them into a decoction and drink it yourself."

Qing Yunzi took the medicine basket, took a look at it, and his expression suddenly froze.

“Senior Brother…”

"Any questions?"

"A little bit."

"explain."

"It is true that this medicinal herb can replenish qi and blood, but it seems to be a medicinal herb used to replenish qi and blood and regulate the body of women after menstruation." Qingyunzi said weakly.

"Ah...ah? That's a great tonic, just right for you to take during the stage of refining your essence into energy, don't waste it."

Qing Yunzi was speechless and walked towards the kitchen with a constipated expression on his face. He secretly swore in his heart that even if his cultivation was hindered or he died of deficiency of blood and energy during the stage of refining essence into qi, he would never drink this stuff.

In the afternoon, after Yi Chen processed the whole wild boar and marinated it, he started to fry fish.

Day and night.

Director Yi's muscles were earned through sweat.

Qingfeng, on the other hand, hid beside like a dog and watched the senior brother frying fish, just like some people who were fascinated by the sight of repairing a donkey's hoof.

It is worth mentioning.

Tonight, Yinlong Temple will not eat fish.

(End of this chapter)