There are many ways to improve your strength on the mainland, such as retreat cultivation, consolidation of pills, and practical experience. Compared with the previous two methods, the third one is more fierce. One is not good and even life-threatening. However, the advantage is that practical experience can improve one's own strength in all aspects and squeeze one's potential. This is why during the trial of Qingluan Palace, everyone's strength has been greatly improved and it is very rapid. This is why.

However, even if you have good training opportunities, Yang Shaohua is not sure that he will make progress within twenty days or break through the current constraints.

However, he made up his mind to go out for training, because after a period of retreat, he had reached a bottleneck. If he was retreating, he could not improve at all, and even without any progress, it would be better to go out for trials.

Naturally, after getting an idea, Yang Shaohua accepted the task of a sect. The task was not too difficult to hunt two ferocious beasts at the Six Stars. The two ferocious beasts were the fur of the "Silver-skinned Porcupine" and the horn on the forehead of the "Silver-horned Bird".

These two kinds of ferocious beasts are basically almost at the level of king-level ferocious beasts. The silver-skinned porcupine's strength has almost reached the middle stage of the Great Martial Arts. The ferocious beasts on the continent are not only king-level ferocious beasts with strong strength. Some high-level ferocious beasts do not have the intelligence of king-level ferocious beasts, but their strength is not low at all, and they are even much stronger than king-level ferocious beasts.

The elder of the Bounty seemed to be Yang Shaohua, so he approved it directly. If it were another person, the Bounty Room would not issue a task.

However, Yang Shaohua was not a problem. In his opinion, even if this guy couldn't complete the task, he would escape unscathed.

After a brief handover, Yang Shaohua turned around and hurried back to his residence and began to pack up, preparing to go down the mountain.

However, when Yang Shaohua was preparing, several figures went down the mountain one after another. These people were Hongyue, Zhao Long, Chen Shui and others. They also took on some tasks and got off the sect with this idea.

"What is this?"

After returning to his residence, Yang Shaohua opened the storage ring and showed a look of surprise on his face. There was a puppy as big as a palm lying there, and there was a pool of water stains in front of the puppy, which made Yang Shaohua look of surprise on his face. In his impression, he had never let a dog go here.

His eyes swept through the storage ring, and then he felt relieved. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and something suddenly appeared. This puppy might be the egg of the king-level beast, but what surprised him was that the beast was a giant tiger, but this one turned out to be a dog.

"Not reliable or not!"

Yang Shaohua shook his head slightly, flipped his palm, and the puppy as big as a palm appeared on his palm, looking at Yang Shaohua curiously, then kept sticking out his tongue, rubbing against Yang Shaohua's palm.

But what surprised him was that although the puppy was just born and had very soft fur, it gave him a feeling of being cut by a knife, and then a sensation of pain spreads along his palm.

A blood mark appeared on the palm of the sword without breaking the sword, and then a blood flowed out of the body and quickly swam into the puppy's body.

The puppy was like a bottomless pit, crazily ingesting the blood from his body. After two breaths, the puppy seemed to be unsatisfied and actually absorbed the golden gray blood in his body. The blood was quickly lost, which made Yang Shaohua's face change. This blood was the essence nourished by his eyes, and it could even be said to exceed the essence and blood in his body.

However, the few essence and blood actually disappeared rapidly, and I suddenly felt powerless.

"Stop it!"

Yang Shaohua was instantly scared and activated his eyes. The blood in the golden tree became quiet, instantly cutting off the connection with the puppy.

Yang Shaohua sat on the ground and gasped, his face and spirit slightly depressed. He didn't expect such a thing to happen at this critical moment.

However, although Yang Shaohua cut off the blood power and the puppy's practice, most of them were absorbed by him. A blood-colored luster flashed on it, and then a blood-colored pattern flashed on its eyebrows.

However, after absorbing the blood, the puppy's breath continued to increase and he lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

However, Yang Shaohua hurriedly took out a few rare and large mouthfuls and ate them to restore the missing blood power in his body. Then he made a muffled sound in his body. The medicinal power was absorbed by the golden tree without hesitation. However, the recovery speed of the blood power was much slower than that.

When Yang Shaohua imagined the scene just now, he felt a little scared. If he didn't stop in time, the consequences would be really unimaginable, and he would even be sucked by this little guy directly.

Because of this reason, Yang Shaohua had to delay the departure the next day. The next morning, Yang Shaohua left quickly, and the little guy was put in the storage ring by him because the guy sucked the power of his blood and fell into a deep sleep, without the intention of waking up.

After leaving the sect, Yang Shaohua quickly walked and rushed to the depths of Qinglong Mountain.

His purpose of finding materials this time is just a handy one. His main purpose is to achieve experience. As for whether the task is completed or not, he is not worried. He can only reduce the contribution at most, but there is nothing big.

Standing somewhere in Qinglong Mountain, Yang Shaohua pondered for a moment. This time he came out mainly for the sake of experience, so it was not easy to find some places. You should know that Qinglong Mountain is very vast and runs through all the countries of the Sixteen Sects of the Alliance. Moreover, Yang Shaohua just saw it. There are too many puzzles inside Qinglong Mountain, and it is also the taboo of the major martial kings. Even they dare not enter easily, for fear of something happening.

"Wangwang!!"

Just when Yang Shaohua was in trouble, the little silver dog came out and kept waving his tail at him.

Yang Shaohua looked at the little silver dog that appeared with surprise on his face. After absorbing bloodlines, the essence and blood did not change much, and it was still the same as before. However, what surprised him was that it could actually open the storage ring and travel freely.

The little silver dog glanced at Yang Shaohua, then licked the front paws deep in his mouth, and then pointed in a certain direction.

"Let's go!"

Yang Shaohua was speechless about the little silver dog's action. What kind of guide is this? His body rose up and flew towards that direction.

However, before we could walk for a long time, a sound of breaking wind sounded in the air. Yang Shaohua looked up slightly and found a green-feathered golden eagle slashing through the void, flying sand and stones, flying into the distance. The strength of this big bird still reached the peak of a martial artist.

"Save me to find it!"

Yang Shaohua smiled slightly. This type of bird is just a good tool for transportation.

"Down!"

Yang Shaohua's voice instantly spread in the air, with a slight sense of intrigue, and was directly transmitted into the brain of the Qingyu Jinying through the spiritual level.

The green-feathered golden eagle paused slightly, and after gliding in the air for a while, it slowly landed on the ground. The golden eagle's body was about ten meters long, but it was extremely obedient.

Yang Shaohua raised the corner of his mouth slightly and jumped up on his back. Yang Shaohua's understanding of soul control is no less than that of the man in black robe, and even less than that. Controlling ferocious beasts that have been flying are completely a trivial matter.

The green-feathered golden eagle flew into the interior of Qinglong Mountain, carrying a man and a dog.

Half an hour later.

Yang Shaohua's figure became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but encounter some high-level ferocious beasts. However, in Yang Shaohua's eyes, these ferocious beasts were already like ants, and there was no need to chase them. They slowly went deeper into the deep forest. The deeper they went, the more strange the breath in the air, and even full of deep feeling.

Yang Shaohua stood above the golden eagle and kept launching mental attacks. The ordinary beasts were shocked to death with a snatch. Even those ferocious beasts with strong defenses would collapse and escape in panic after being hit by the sound wave mental attack.

However, as he went deeper, the resistance Yang Shaohua encountered became greater and greater, because he felt that the aura that made him uneasy in the distance was a breath comparable to the king-level ferocious beasts. Yang Shaohua felt sure that there were many king-level ferocious beasts in the depths, and even many. Now only king-level ferocious beasts can cause threats and life damage to him.

Looking ahead, Yang Shaohua's eyes kept turning, jumped up, jumped from behind the golden eagle, released it, and used his Chaos Dragon Cultivation Art to hide his breath with the help of broken wood in the deep forest. However, as Yang Shaohua's strength improved, the Chaos Dragon Cultivation Art also improved significantly, and even a powerful beast could not detect it for a while.

Yang Shaohua ran all the way, but he encountered many ferocious beasts of the level of great martial arts. The lowest of these ferocious beasts were the middle-level martial arts masters. Fortunately, he hid them well enough, but those ferocious beasts seemed to be able to recognize him when Yang Shaohua approached everything.

He took a deep breath. Although he had reached the realm of a great martial artist, when facing these ferocious beasts, if he could still compete with one, he could escape even if he could not defeat it. However, there was a strange aura in it. If one accidentally fell into it, even a half-step martial king might not be able to escape safely.

After several hours of long journey, Yang Shaohua finally passed through the dangerous area, but he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead by himself.

There were no less than twenty middle-stage ferocious beasts that the Great Martial Master encountered along the way, and there were also late-stage big martial artists, and even half-step martial King. The aura was so terrifying that his breath became suppressed.

The Half-Step Martial King has surpassed the level of the Great Martial Master in terms of breath, but because he has not completely formed a pill, he has become known as the Half-Step Martial King. However, a Half-Step Martial King can fight against three great martial artists in groups without losing.

As we went deeper, fogs appeared in the surrounding dense forest, which looked like a natural barrier. And when Yang Shaohua entered, a familiar feeling instantly arose, which was like when he met Zhou Buming the dense forest, he completely lost his perception, causing the senses of his facial features to fall into confusion.
Chapter completed!