Chapter 306

In the next ten days, Chu Yan didn't go anywhere. He practiced in the cage of time and space.

As his body became more tenacious and condensed, his speed of swallowing the spirit stone became faster again.

Now, in less than 12 hours, one piece can be digested.

With it comes the rapid growth of aura stored in his body.

Ten days in the real world, 30 days in the cage of time and space, is equivalent to one month.

In this month, Chu Yan swallowed 32 pieces of Lingshi.

Before that, he swallowed 32 spirit stones, but it took nearly 50 days!

"At this speed, I'm not far away from the perfection of Ning Mai Jing!" Chu Yan is full of confidence.

Generally speaking, it takes at least seven or eight years for the disciples who are worshipped in the broken Star building to upgrade from congmai realm Yichong Xiaocheng to congmai realm Yichong consummation. It also takes four or five years for those with better talent, such as Li Xiu and others.

You know, they are not the same as Chu Yan. Behind Li Xiu, Su Jianyuan and others, they are all backed by powerful families.

And Chu Yan from beginning to end, in addition to the legacy left by his mother, all on their own.

According to his estimation, it will take him less than a year to upgrade from a small success to a complete success!

His mother left him the echo ring and Guixu tower, which is the greatest reliance of Chu Yan!

Moreover, Chu Yan was full of expectations for the items stored on the next floor of Guixu tower.

"Before winter comes, I must strive to be promoted to the first level of ningmaijing, and then I will start to attack the second level of ningmaijing and become a disciple of the outside world!"

In Chu Yan's heart, he set a goal for himself.

By this time, it's early May.

It's the third of May.

Nanyun is the place with the highest temperature in yunao Xinjiang.

When ordinary people in Beiyun still have to wear long clothes, Nanyun area is already like midsummer. Every day is as hot as heat, and the sun rises very early and sets very late.

It seems to be an ordinary day. Chen Xiaotian is carrying a basket full of mountain goods, taking advantage of the sunset, walking on his way home.

Chen Xiaotian, who lives in Jianghe village at the foot of the mountain, is an ordinary mountain dweller who lives by picking mountain goods and selling them to businessmen.

After working hard all day, he was hungry now. As soon as he thought that he could have delicious food at home, he could not help but quicken his pace.

From afar, the memorial archway engraved with the word "Jianghe village" can be seen clearly.

But what makes Chen Xiaotian feel strange is that at this time of the day, from this direction, you can see the curl of cooking smoke from every household in the village.

Not only that, the big dogs kept by every family in the village should also be accompanied by the laughter and noise of children.

Today, none of that.

The village was so quiet and strange that Chen Xiaotian felt a little uneasy.

He quickened his pace and made for the entrance of the village.

Soon after, he saw a body beside the archway at the entrance of the village.

Half the body, to be exact.

From the dead man's face, Chen Xiaotian recognized that he was the stupid son of the village head.

The fool has nothing to do every day. He squats at the entrance of the village and stares at his daughters-in-law. He laughs. When he sees Chen Xiaotian coming back at this time of day, the fool will say hello to him. Sometimes the fool is in a good mood and will share one or two wild fruits with Chen Xiaotian.

But today, the fool who squats here on weekdays has become half a corpse.

The lower part of the body has disappeared, blood in the rest of the upper body, dragging out a long trail of terror.

Obviously, after losing his lower body, the fool crawled all the way here, and then there was no breath.

The wounds on the fool's waist were uneven, as if torn open by some fierce beast. His intestines were exposed, mixed with dried up blood, and spread on the ground.

Chen Xiaotian's head is blank. He looks at the fool's body for a moment. Suddenly, his stomach moves violently.

He couldn't control it any more. He ran to one side and spat.

Chen Xiaotian's stomach has been empty for a long time. What he spits out at the moment is the acid water in his stomach. But even so, when he thinks of the tragedy of a fool, he can't stop vomiting. It seems that he wants to spit out his stomach.

After a long time, Chen Xiaotian stopped vomiting.

He stumbled towards the village.

He was not a fool. When he saw the first corpse, he contacted the strange silence of the village and realized what might have happened.

But in Chen Xiaotian's heart, there is still a fluke.

He wants his family to be OK.

He turned a blind eye to the broken roads and collapsed houses in the village.

The strong blood in the air could not stop him from moving forward.

All the way to his own house, Chen Xiaotian has been silly.

Just built less than two months of housing, as if it was bombarded by shells in general, collapsed more than half.

Adobe and stones were scattered all over the ground.

The old mother's head was only half, lying on the broken wall, and her back was cut open by a sharp blade, so her spine was arched out.

When Chen Xiaotian saw her virtuous wife who had been married for less than a year, she had only one arm left.

Because Chen Xiaotian remembers that on the inside of his wife's arm, there is a nail size birthmark that looks like a little rabbit.

The night before, Chen Xiaotian also poked the birthmark with his finger with a smile.

Today, the owner of this arm is left with this cold arm lying in front of Chen Xiaotian.

"What's the matter?" The huge stimulation made Chen Xiaotian forget the pain for a moment.

He looked around.

The whole village is in complete disrepair.

If the robbers slaughtered the village, they would kill people and set fire to rob food at most. But there was no fire at the scene, and there was no shortage of food, gold and silver. It was just that all the people in the village died and all the houses were damaged to varying degrees.

And Chen Xiaotian knows that less than 30 li away from here, there is a sub altar of broken Star Tower.

With the protection of the broken Star building, there have been no robbers in this area for a long time.

"Who... Who did it..." Chen Xiaotian's eyes were empty and murmured to himself.

At this time, there was a clatter from the broken house behind him.

Chen Xiaotian turns around and suddenly sees a figure, making a click sound, and slowly comes out of the dark corner.

When the shadow appeared in front of his eyes, Chen Xiaotian's eyes were suddenly wide open, his pupils contracted violently, his back was cold, his hair was up, and his spine was straight to the back of his head from bottom to top, as if there was a crackling sound coming from the current.

"You, who are you?" A moment later, in the dead village, Chen Xiaotian's voice changed from fear to tone.