Jiang Yi did not look for elixirs, but found a set of spiritual-level martial arts in the third level of martial arts - the Spirit Tempering Technique.

Since he can no longer use elixirs, he will temper himself.

This set of martial arts is relatively simple. It is not directly condensed into pills, but rather condensed the spiritual herbs and spiritual fruit into pure spiritual liquid, which can be taken directly.

"Young Master, practicing spiritual tempering techniques requires the level of spiritual patterns, and the minimum is the fourth-grade spiritual patterns."

The elder of the Palace Guardian kindly reminded Jiang Yi that although this is just a basic spiritual tempering technique, not everyone can practice it.

If you want to condense the pill, you need a fifth-grade spiritual pattern to control it.

This is also the reason why all alchemists in the world are respected.

Any alchemist has a fifth-grade spiritual pattern, and the one who achieves a little bit is the sixth-grade spiritual pattern.

"I want to give it a try."

Jiang Yi tried hard to remember the information in the spirit tempering technique.

The elder said nothing, he was just a reminder.

After remembering the content of the spiritual tempering technique, Jiang Yi put it back on the bookshelf, picked some spiritual herbs that he needed, thanked the elder, and prepared to leave.

"Young Master, accept this."

The elder gave a jade bottle to Jiang Yi.

"This is..." "When the prince left, he probably didn't leave much of the five-yuan pill, and Jiang Wan'er was almost used up."

"These are twenty, the limit I can give."

"I hope she can hold on until the prince comes back."

Jiang Yi felt warm and thanked the old man solemnly.

"Be careful."

The old man gently patted Jiang Yi on the shoulder.

"Stop! Check it out!"

"He is not allowed to take anything away from Senluo Palace!"

Jiang Ren was wearing a bandage and stood outside Senluo Hall. When he saw Jiang Yi coming out, his eyes turned red.

The humiliation scene of that day immediately became clear in my mind.

The pain in the arms seemed to be a little bit stronger.

Two guards rushed out from behind Jiang Ren, rudely grabbed the spirit grass, and then looked through Jiang Yi's clothes.

"Jiang Hongyang actually saved your arm. I thought you had amputated a long time ago."

Jiang Yi looked at Jiang Ren coldly and let the guards tear him up.

"Don't be arrogant, there will be times when you beg for mercy."

Jiang Ren wished he could kill Jiang Yi now.

Many disciples in the hall walked out and whispered to this scene.

"A jade bottle with elixir inside."

The two guards took out the jade bottle given by the elder guarding the palace from Jiang Yi's pocket.

"I gave it."

The elder guarding the hall walked out of it, and the guards of the Senluo Palace stared at Jiang Ren and the others with sharp eyes.

"Elder Wu, you have received the order, it's not in accordance with the rules."

"This is what I gave it to you privately."

"Elder Wu, are you sure you want to do this?"

Jiang Ren frowned. Although he did not become the heir, the Jiang family knew that this was only temporary. Regardless of whether the prince came back or not, he was the most suitable candidate.

"I don't think I'm giving something to someone else."

"If Mr. Jiang Ren feels it is not appropriate, you can ask the clan elders to judge me."

The elder guarding the palace had no expression on his face, but his attitude was firm.

Jiang Ren was angry, but knew very well that it was not advisable to have conflicts with Senluo Palace before he was identified as his heir.

"Give the things back to Jiang Yi."

Jiang Yi took the bag, bowed to the elder guarding the palace, and turned around and left.

"From today on, Jiang Yi will not use any resources of the King Jiang Mansion, nor can he do anything under the name of King Jiang Mansion."

"He is just the adopted son of the prince and has nothing to do with Prince Jiang's mansion."

Jiang Ren deliberately shouted loudly at the people around Senluo Palace.

Jiang Yi left the palace, but did not walk far away. Suddenly he came back, stood in front of the palace and shouted.

"King Jiang is not dead, he will definitely return in the future!"

"King Jiang, named Jiang Hongwu!"

Jiang Yi turned around and left regardless of the strange gaze inside and outside the palace.

He doesn't care whether he is stupid or crazy or not. He just wants to ensure that the people in Prince Jiang's mansion always remember the prince and make things difficult for Jiang Hongyang.

However, he didn't go far but sensitively noticed someone was following him.

The man obviously just treated Jiang Yi as a child and followed him casually.

Jiang Yi also pretended not to discover it and walked through the lively urban area and came to the mountains and forests near the Eighth Fortress.

He continued to walk forward for a while, suddenly moved two steps, hid under a thick old tree, jumped up, grabbed the branches and flipped in the air, and quietly fell into the dense canopy.

Not long after, a thin man followed and looked around strangely.

"Where did the little thing run away? Why did it disappear?"

"Is there any secret passage here?"

The man turned around the old tree. Just as he was about to look up, Jiang Yi had already fallen behind him.

"Are you looking for me?"

The man was startled, and the short knife on his waist was unsheathed and stabbed Jiang Yi directly.

Fast and fierce! Jiang Yi was slightly shocked, but he pressed down violently, avoiding the short knife that was slashing, and slashed his clenched fist on the man's abdomen.

The force is like thunder, and the force is like a mountain collapse.

The man was caught off guard, his whole body arched, and his internal organs seemed to explode.

The sound of wow roared and hit the big tree five meters away. The vibrated tree body swayed and the leaves flew down.

Although the man was in pain, he had a very strong reaction ability. He immediately aroused the spiritual pattern when he leaned on the ground.

The bright light was dazzling, showing a rattan stripe mark.

He endured the severe pain and bounced up with the flow. The surging spiritual power condensed into a thick vine on his arm, pounced on Jiang Yi like a green giant python.

"Who sent you?"

Jiang Yi did not dodge or avoid it. The moment the vine hit, his clenched fist suddenly rose, and the rumbling sounded muffled, smashing the vine directly to pieces.

"What?"

The man's expression changed slightly. He heard that Jiang Yi could exert ten thousand pounds of fist power, but his vine strength could never be shattered with ten thousand pounds.

When the messy vines fell, Jiang Yi still stood there, but a heavy bow and arrow had been pulled out in his hand, and the sharp arrow had locked the man.

"Tungsten steel bow?

Can you pull the tungsten bow?”

The man changed his color again.

This is a heavy weapon for the White Tiger Pass to deter the wild beasts. It is not only powerful, but also very heavy. If you want to pull the tungsten steel bow, you must at least have a realm above the eighth level of the Spirit Infant Realm, or you can either be a body refiner with 20,000 jin of arm strength.

All the 100,000 Xuan Armored Guards in Baihu Pass are ordinary body-refining powerhouses with spiritual patterns.

"Who sent you here?

explain!"

Jiang Yi steadily pulled the tungsten steel arrow, the arrowhead was motionless, and the biting cold light shone in the sun.

This tungsten steel arrow unique to the White Tiger is very vicious in structure.

The front end is not only thick, but also has three sharp edges.

When it is beaten out, it will rotate violently, specifically against those beasts wearing scales, with extremely powerful lethality.

The man had cold sweats oozing out of his forehead, and he never thought he would be threatened by a child.

At such a close distance, the tungsten steel bow could be bombarded in an instant.
To be continued...