"I didn't expect Tang Meng to have such a good item.”
In this world where martial artists were supreme, any medicine that could increase one's strength was quite expensive.
Especially the aged ginseng, lingzhi, and other precious medicines, the price was even more ridiculously high.
Strictly speaking, blood ginseng was even more precious than ginseng.
Although the medicinal effects of this 50-year-old blood ginseng could not compare to that of a thousand-year-old ginseng, it was more than enough to surpass a hundred-year-old ginseng. It was definitely difficult to obtain.
Tang Meng must have kept it for the sake of condensing his zhenqi and improving his strength to enter the top 100 outer disciples.
But now, it was Ye Hao's turn.
His stomach was so hungry that it felt like it was being cut by a knife. Ye Hao was too lazy to deal with it, so he directly chewed the blood ginseng and swallowed it.
Boom!
As the blood ginseng entered his stomach, Ye Hao's body reacted instantly.
Every inch of his muscles and every cell of his were crazily absorbing the medicinal power of the blood ginseng, turning it into the purest and most abundant Yuan Qi that surged through his entire body.
Rumble ~
Inside Ye Hao's body, the blood was surging like a surging river.
Vigorous blood aura emanated from his body. His tall and thin body gave off a feeling of being tall and sturdy at this moment. It was very abrupt!
Boom!
Ye Hao punched the void in front of him.
Dozens of forces suddenly condensed into one, forming a pillar of air in the void, crackling.
Ye Hao's Dantian also gradually condensed a trace of red aura, which was extremely pure.
"Using a pure physical technique to condense true qi is indeed much purer and more overbearing than cultivating an internal technique.”
Feeling the wisp of genuine Qi in his Dantian, Ye Hao's lips curled up slightly.
The cultivation techniques in this world were divided into internal and external martial arts. Strictly speaking, there was no difference between them. It was just that the focus was different.
Internal cultivation methods, such as the Nine Yang Divine Technique and Nine Yin Scripture, mostly relied on meditation to absorb pills and spiritual energy to improve their cultivation.
As for physical martial arts, such as Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm and Golden Bell Shield, they were often based on tempering the body. When the body was tempered to the extreme, it would naturally condense physical zhenqi.
Generally speaking, it was easier to cultivate the spiritual mental cultivation method and condense true qi. It was also easier to increase one's strength.
Cultivating physical techniques was much more difficult. One needed to put in several times or even ten times the effort before they could have small achievements.
Of course, once an outer sect martial art was successfully cultivated, the purity and lethality of zhenqi would be far above that of ordinary spiritual zhenqi.
Although Ye Hao had only condensed a trace of physical genuine Qi, in terms of true strength, coupled with the full level of Bajiquan, he could easily crush ten martial artists of the same level!
"I'm still hungry." Ye Hao touched his stomach."It seems I need to eat something."”
Thinking of this, Ye Hao followed suit and ransacked the other two's rooms, earning another hundred taels of silver.
Then, he didn't even look at the three people in the courtyard. He went straight out of the door and walked towards the disciples 'dining hall of the World Association.
Spirit pills and elixirs weren't cabbages. They weren't that easy to obtain.
However, a large amount of flesh and blood could barely provide some energy for cultivation.
For Ye Hao, it was barely enough.
An
hour later, in the Outer Disciples 'dining hall of the World Association.
There were 100,000 disciples in the World Guild, and tens of thousands of disciples were stationed in the headquarters all year round.
Moreover, the energy consumption of martial artists was extremely high. Therefore, the World Association had more than ten ranches under its name to provide blood food for the World Association.
Fifty pounds of beef!
Ye Hao threw an ingot of silver on the table and immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples.
After all, an ordinary outer sect disciple of the World Association only had a monthly salary of ten taels of silver. Ye Hao was obviously too generous.
"Isn't that that trash? When did he become so rich?"
"Could it be that Miss Yourou left it for him?”
"Hehe, can this woman chew 50 catties of beef?”
Ye
Hao turned a deaf ear to their words.
Although the blood ginseng's energy was extremely pure, it was not enough to make up for Ye Hao's energy loss for several years.
The Eight Extremities Fist had been cultivated to the Complete Profound Meaning Realm, and it had been refined into Qi, which made Ye Hao's body, which was already empty, suffer a more serious loss of vital Qi.
Now that he was so hungry that he felt like he could eat an entire cow, he was in no mood to pay attention to those gossiping people!
50 catties of beef were quickly served on the table.
Ye Hao's eyes lit up. He directly grabbed the beef with his hand and put it into his mouth. After chewing it a little, he swallowed it.
The speed at which he swallowed was as fast as a gale, causing the disciples of the World Association at the table beside him to be dumbfounded.
As soon as the beef entered his stomach, it was quickly digested and turned into pneuma, which spread throughout Ye Hao's body.
Of course, compared to the medicinal power of the blood ginseng, the 50 catties of beef was far inferior in terms of quality and quantity.
Ye Hao didn't even feel full after eating 50 pounds of beef.
Without any hesitation, Ye Hao took out another silver ingot from his pocket.
Pa!
"Give me another 50 catties!"
At
the same time, in the Flying Cloud Hall.
Tang Meng and the other two knelt in front of the hall and begged.
"Hall Master Yun, Ye Hao is vicious and has no respect for the rules. He beat us up like this. Please help us, Hall Master Yun!"
"Please help us, Hall Master Yun!”
Bu Jingyun was dressed in black and his red cloak was like fire. He sat on the Hall Master's throne expressionlessly, like an eternal iceberg.
He held a piece of wood in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand. He was focused on carving.
He was sculpting a woman. He had already carved out the rough outline of her, and now he was carving her eyes.
"The world will not sympathize with the weak.”
Bu Jingyun didn't even look at the three of them. He just said indifferently,""You guys can go back!"
"Hall Master Yun, you can't do this!" Tang Meng panicked. Ye Hao angered Leader Xiong's underlings to share Leader Xiong's burden, so they targeted Ye Hao!”
Crack!
Bu Jingyun's right hand trembled slightly, and a shocking scratch appeared on the eye of the wood carving.
The exquisite and beautiful female wood carving was completely destroyed.
Bu Jingyun slowly raised his head and looked at the three disciples.
At this moment, a terrifying killing intent filled the entire hall. It was as if the death god had descended.
He slowly walked up to the three disciples and said,""You, are you using Xiong Ba to suppress me?”
Before the terrified Tang Meng could reply, Bu Jingyun had already attacked.
Boom!
The Cloud Striking Palm was erratic, but it contained extremely powerful destructive power.
The bones of the three corpses were shattered, and they fell to the ground powerlessly, completely losing their breath.
"Do I have to deal with people that Xiong Ba doesn't like?”
"Ridiculous!"
After muttering to himself, Bu Jingyun took another piece of wood and continued to carve.
From the beginning to the end, his expression remained indifferent, without a trace of fluctuation.
It was as if they were not three lives, but three chickens and dogs.
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