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Chapter 45: We are so pitiful
In the cave, Lu Ye cultivated hard and didn't embellish it. He took a pill of Gathering Spirit Pill, one of the spiritual orifices was full, and the barrier of the next spiritual orifice broke open. When he was sleepy, he would go to sleep, and when he was hungry, he would eat.
Life was calm, even a bit boring, but Lu Ye felt the accumulation of spiritual power in his body, and knew that this was a process of becoming stronger.
When he didn't reach the Lingxi Realm, he basically maintained the frequency of resuscitation for three days, and his consumption was about six grains of Gathering Spirit Pill.
Now that it has become the Lingxi Realm, it can still maintain the speed of opening one orifice in three days, but it consumes a bit more, and it takes eight or nine pills of Gathering Spirit Pill to open each orifice.
The reason why the speed of resuscitation can be maintained is because the cultivation base has been improved, and the efficiency of refining spirit pills is faster than before.
It used to take half a day to complete the refining of a pill of Gathering Spirit, and it would only refining two in a day, but now if the attention is sufficiently concentrated, it will be able to refining three.
In this way, although the consumption is greater, the speed of resuscitation can be maintained.
In a hurry for half a month, the last Ling Ling Pill was exhausted.
Lu Ye inspected his own cultivation level, the realm was still the first level of Lingxi, but the spiritual aperture had already opened to the fifteenth aperture, and the fifteenth aperture was not full of spiritual power.
It's only the last three tricks from the second floor of Lingxi! If he can be promoted to the second level of Lingxi, then his strength will definitely be greatly improved. It is not yet done. Although the spiritual power reserves of his body will increase a lot, the newly opened spiritual holes are not in a system, and there is no way to fight. China has greatly benefited Lu Ye.
He still has ore that can be exchanged for spirit stones. He has previous experience, and he is going to go down the mountain again to visit the Heavenly Chance Business Alliance.
Shi Shiran walked out of the cave, the sun was shining bright outside, but the jungle canopy was dense, and only sporadic rays of light passed through the dense foliage, forming spots on the ground.
Lu Ye squinted a little, and after a while, he moved forward when he got used to it.
After not walking very far, he suddenly heard some strange movement not far away. He frowned slightly and followed the voice quietly.
After a while, he hid behind a big tree and looked forward.
In that direction, three cultivators stood there as if they were facing a big enemy, all of them looked like bereaved concubines, their expressions were tense, and one of the female cultivators was about to cry.
Not far from the three monks, a huge snow-white tiger was walking back and forth, and the amber tiger eyes looked at the three monks from time to time, giving people a great sense of oppression.
As it walks, its mouth opens and closes: "Open your storage bag and throw it on the ground, then get out of here, otherwise the king won't mind eating you!"
The corner of Lu Ye's eyes twitched. He had heard this majestic and old voice once before, but in the end it was confirmed that it was a ghost called Yiyi's ghost.
The three monks were obviously frightened. One of them tremblingly untied the storage bag around his waist, opened the restraint lock, and threw it on the ground. He looked at the big tiger in horror, and said: "The king calms down, we are undoubtedly offended. , Everything is here, please let us go."
Dahu glanced at the storage bag on the ground and roared: "Get out!"
The man quickly turned around and ran away without looking back.
With him taking the lead, the other two monks also hurriedly dropped their storage bags and ran away.
It was determined that the three monks had run far, and the big tiger slowly stepped forward, but before it could get closer, one person rushed out and grabbed three storage bags in his hand.
The big tiger was startled and leaped back suddenly, while a small figure floated out on its head, staring at Lu Ye in amazement, "That's our thing!"
Lu Ye grabbed the storage bag, checked it a little, and frowned.
He found that the things in these storage bags were very pitiful. Each person only had a few spirit pills and herbs, and some miscellaneous daily necessities. As for the spirit stones, there was no shadow at all.
Secretly cursing the poor ghost, Lu Ye took out the Gathering Spirit Pill, divided it into two parts, took one part by himself, and threw the other part to Yiyi: "Those who see you have a share!"
Yiyi was shocked by his operation, and leaped forward with his teeth and claws: "You give it back to me!"
"Keng!" The long sword was unsheathed, and Lu Ye smiled while looking at Yiyi who threw in front of him.
Yiyi's figure froze in front of the sword, gritted his teeth angrily, cursed, and his small mouth was like wiping honey.
"Should I call those three people back?"
Yiyi suddenly shrank her neck and retreated back unwillingly. Knowing that the spirit pill in Lu Ye's hand could not be taken back, she could feel that Lu Ye was much stronger than it was more than a month ago. If it really moves. Hand, Dahu is definitely not an opponent.
However, the experience of being robbed made her feel very wronged, and she muttered shameless and contemptible words in her mouth.
"Ask you a question." Lu Ye said.
"I won't tell you anything you ask!" Yiyi gritted his teeth.
"That's a good answer, return these things to you." Lu Ye raised the stolen goods in his hand, just a few pills of Gathering Spirit, he still didn't pay much attention to it.
"Heh!" Yiyi smiled contemptuously, crouched on the tiger's head, sat upright, and raised his head: "You ask!"
"I saw a lot of demon cultivators in the town below the mountain, and it seems to be nothing great. Why are those people so afraid of you?"
This point made Lu Ye feel very puzzled. Those demon cultivators are definitely better than big tigers. It is reasonable to say that a monk who is accustomed to demon cultivators is so afraid of a monster beast that has not transformed. Six gods have no masters.
"You don't understand this." Yiyi became proud, "A demon cultivator who is transformed is different from a demon beast who is not transformed..."
After her explanation, Lu Ye understood that not all monsters will choose to transform, or it is a matter of spiritual intelligence, or their own choice, or even the inheritance of blood. In short, a considerable number of monsters are still there. Maintain the original appearance.
This type of monster beasts can't speak when their strength is low, but when their strength reaches a certain level, they can speak.
In other words, a monster that can speak words is equivalent to a strong one! As for how strong it is, at least it is not something these low-level cultivators can provoke.
Therefore, the combined deterrence of Big Tiger and Yiyi was very scary, and many monks who broke into this area suffered as a result.
"It turned out to be like this!" Lu Ye understood, feeling that he had learned more about the common sense of the spiritual world.
Raised his hand to throw the stolen goods away, and turned to go out of the mountain.
Yiyi checked and confirmed that there was no problem, and shouted to Lu Ye's back: "Are you leaving now?"
"It's up to you!" Lu Ye's voice came from a distance.
"Damn it!" Yiyi murmured, turned around and hugged Dahu's head, and said sadly: "Amber, we are so pitiful!"
"Woooo..."