The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan gave the blame to the three of them gorgeously. Hu Tianguang, Chi Mingjie, and Qi Mu'er's expressions froze, but they made a judgment in an instant.

Although Murong Chuan was suspected of overreaching, but what he did was not wrong at all.

One person must be isolated and let him become a pathfinder, otherwise the road ahead will be difficult.

"Hey, Fatty is serious. Although this fellow Taoist is wrong, he has no intentions."

Hu Tianguang stepped forward to smooth things over, Murong Chuan dismissed this, but the monk heaved a sigh of relief.

Hu Tianguang glanced at Qi Muer without a trace, and Qi Muer immediately understood: "Fatty, come, I have something to tell you."

Murong Chuan immediately changed to Brother Zhu, and ran towards Qi Mu'er silly, only then did Hu Tianguang say again:

"But everyone has also seen that the road ahead is extremely dangerous, and someone must explore the way.

Fat Lord has paid a lot, but he can't be the only one to pay. Everyone has to explore the way at once.

Therefore, the next task of exploring the road will be handed over to you, brother. "

Before the man could catch his breath, Hu Tianguang changed the subject and led him into the pit again.

The monk still wanted to refute, but Hu Tianguang bowed his hands to the crowd and said, "I wonder if everyone is satisfied with my arrangement?"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and then someone agreed.

"Hu Daochang is wise, now is a difficult time, and we need everyone to work together. We are obliged to do so."

"Yeah, yeah, it's not easy for the three seniors to lead a team, and everyone can work together to get out."

A few people in the crowd agreed. Anyway, their strength is a little weaker, and they will still need to rely on monks at the Divine Bridge level in the future. The most basic face is still to be given.

In this way, that humble monk became the second pathfinder.

After crossing the crack just now, the road ahead was flat. Although there were two more cracks, there was no fatal threat.

The only problem is that one has to take one Huiyuan Dan every hour, otherwise the vitality will drop significantly.

From morning to noon, everyone ate two Huiyuan pills. Although it didn't have much impact for the time being, the difference will appear over time.

Some people have better cultivation and physique, and can persist for a longer time, while some people are not satisfactory.

Once it has been taken continuously, the pill cannot be decomposed to remove impurities, and it is no longer possible to use Huiyuan pill to continue life.

Not being able to take it is not that you can’t eat it anymore, but that after the toxins in your body accumulate to a certain level, you will feel as painful as a needle prick if you eat Yuandan Bitter Sea again.

If it is more serious, it will cause other symptoms. For example, the elixir circulating in the meridians will strongly stimulate the meridians, causing the tendons to burst.

The blood vessels will become harder and more brittle due to the accumulation of toxins, causing an internal blood explosion.

What's more, toxins will accumulate in the blood and be transported to the internal organs, causing organ failure.

The best way to detoxify the large amount of toxins accumulated by taking the elixir continuously is to meditate and exercise.

But the problem is that there is no harm in taking one elixir, what causes harm is taking elixir continuously.

Before the accumulation of toxins reached a certain level, it was of little significance to heal the wounds by exercising exercises, it was just a waste of time.

But once the toxins broke out, the time needed to expel the toxins was enough for the ancient tree to suck up its vitality.

If you try your best to detoxify while taking the elixir, the best result is to stay where you are, wait for the elixir to be exhausted, and finally usher in death.

Maybe someone has a good body and very advanced exercises, which can speed up the decomposition of toxins, but it will also consume a lot of time, and eventually die on the road.

This is a very deadly threat, and it is also a threat that every monk understands, but no one is willing to wait in place.

There is still a way out if you fight, if you stay where you are, you will die.

Comparing heart to heart, if they can enter the palace, they will definitely not care about the life and death of those left behind.

They all think so, and those elite monks will naturally do the same.

Nobody wastes time on irrelevant people, that's the stark reality.

However, everything has a cause and an effect, and there is no unparalleled path.Even if there are many crises ahead, there will be a glimmer of life left.

The reason for the onset of erysipelas is the continuous taking of elixirs. If the time of taking elixirs is prolonged, the time for the onset of erysipelas will be prolonged accordingly.

No matter how much toxins are accumulated, as long as there is enough time to meditate and exercise, the onset time of erysipelas can always be slowed down.

Just when the large army was moving fast and was about to arrive at the predetermined location, Murong Chuan found a way to dissolve the toxin.

The sun was setting, and at sunset, the setting sun was like blood, and the giant trees were lush, but there was loneliness and death.

After a fast day's march, finally coupled with the continuous loss of vitality and the constant replenishment of pills, everyone was very tired.

Everyone tried to slow down their physical exertion, for fear that the accumulation of erysipelas would lead to unpredictable consequences.

Murong Chuan twisted his fat buttocks, and was the last one to cross the cliff, but instead of sitting on the ground like before, he was suspended cross-legged on the edge of the cliff.

Everyone was surprised, but Murong Chuan said sharply: "Don't look at me, I'm dying, I need to work hard to break down toxins.

Anyway, when the wind is not coming, floating on the cliff will not consume vitality, just enough to restore physical strength. "

The eyes of all the monks suddenly sparkled, and their eyes on the cliff became hot.

They were all in a hurry before, and they didn't expect the cliff to be useful.

If they calculate the time when the Yin Feng disappears, they can have a period of rest, thus greatly prolonging the time for the outbreak of erysipelas.

If you are lucky, maybe the erysipelas will never erupt.

The crowd immediately scrambled to find the cliff that was as far away as possible, and meditated in the air to recover their physical strength.

Even before the erysipelas erupts, exercise has little effect on it, but it can greatly restore physical strength, thereby promoting the decomposition of erysipelas.

Qi Mu'er glanced at Murong Chuan, her eyes were full of admiration and complacency, she seemed to appreciate this subordinate she picked up.

Murong Chuan is also well-behaved, and will give up the position he occupies for Qi Mu'er to meditate and recover.

In just a few breaths, the edge of the cliff was full of monks.

Murong Chuan was suspended on the outermost side, looking at the remaining endless abyss, he murmured in his heart:
"Anyway, I helped you find a ray of hope, and the next thing is life and death.

There is a price to be paid for being greedy, staying where you are and waiting is the way to survive, but you insist on risking your own life, then you can’t blame me for dying. "

Murong Chuan has his own plan, he wants the benefits of the core palace, so naturally he can't add a contender for himself.

Since the casual cultivators didn't listen to the persuasion and didn't want to stay where they were and wait, they could only be cannon fodder.

Murong Chuan pointed out a way out for them, and it was considered a glimmer of life for them, which was worthy of his own conscience.

Compared with the monks, Murong Chuan is still benevolent and righteous, at least he helped them secretly.

Of course, it can also be said that Murong Chuan's lack of virtue and smoke, leaving them a way to survive, is for them to fight desperately with the Holy Cult of Blood Prison.

Everything that has advantages has disadvantages, and no one can be selfless except a saint without feelings.

The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. If there is no profit, who would like to get up early?