Drunk Immortal Gourd

Qingyang first controlled the flying sword to fly high into the sky. When he flew to an altitude of tens of feet, he finally felt a little uncomfortable. It's not that he doesn't dare to continue flying to high places, but that his strength is too low and he has no confidence, and he is not particularly skilled in controlling flying swords. At such a high altitude, if something happens, besides the flying swords under his feet, he can't help but There is no place for me, what should I do if I get hurt?

After testing the height, Qingyang tried the flying speed of the sword. If used to the extreme, it could even be compared with the speed of flying sword attacks. However, in this case, the load of divine thoughts would be too great and the consumption of true energy would be too high. It's more serious and won't last long at all. Moreover, the speed of the flying sword is too fast, and it is difficult for Qingyang's body to stand firmly on the flying sword, and he will be thrown off if he is not careful.

After many verifications, Qingyang finally figured out the most suitable height and speed for flying with his sword. The height is best controlled at about ten feet, and the speed is about one hundred miles per hour, which is almost the same as Qingyang's. Yang was traveling at about the same speed on the ground.

Even so, with Qingyang's current strength, he can only persist for about an hour at a time. If the time is longer, it will be a bit overloaded, and he must stop and rest for a while. However, he is currently in the Qi refining stage. After breaking through the foundation building stage, Things should be much better.

The flying speed is about the same as driving speed. It seems that there is no advantage, but in fact the benefits are quite big. Flying with a sword first represents a kind of strength and identity. Only those who have reached a certain level of cultivation can fly with a sword, and others will only envy them. share.

Secondly, it can shorten the distance a lot, without so many obstacles and interference on the ground. Thirdly, it has a wide field of vision, and the observation range at high altitude is wider. Any dangers can always be discovered in advance.

Yehoupo is also in the Qingfeng Mountains, thousands of miles away from the Immortal Gate of Qingfeng Palace. Qingyang Fei rested and walked, and it took only ten days to reach the hometown of Yehoupo.

Twenty years have passed, and the Wild Monkey Slope has hardly changed. As soon as Qingyang stepped onto the hillside, countless demon monkeys appeared. They were constantly peeping at Qingyang in the dark in the grass, behind the mounds, in the cracks of the rocks, and on the branches. Positive. It's just that Qingyang's aura is showing off. These monster monkeys feel Qingyang's aura and know that the opponent is obviously not easy to mess with, but no monster monkey dares to rush out and block the way.

When Qingyang gradually approached the top of the mountain, the monster monkeys finally couldn't bear it any longer. First there was a restlessness, and then a large group of monster monkeys surrounded the Monkey King and blocked the front.

The strength of the Monkey King is about at the peak of the second level. It should be that after the original monkey king was taken away by Qingyang, he was re-elected among the remaining second-level demon monkeys. However, the demon monkeys do not know how to practice and are completely advanced. Relying on instinct, so twenty years have passed and it has not evolved to the third level.

The new monkey king also felt Qingyang's threat. He knew that he was no match for Qingyang, but thinking that their lair was behind him, he had no choice but to stand up.

Qingyang couldn't help but smile when he saw the fierce expressions of the monkeys, and then with a thought, he released the iron-armed monkey. The iron-armed monkey seemed to have guessed where this place was. As soon as it showed its head, it released all its momentum and roared with joy at the group of monster monkeys in front of it.

Today's iron-armed monkey has reached the fourth level, which is two levels higher than the strongest demon monkey present. The suppressive effect of the level is greatly amplified among the same kind. Hearing the roar of the iron-armed monkey, the monster monkeys all crawled to the ground, even the new monkey king was no exception.

Then the iron-armed monkey gradually regained its momentum, and the monkeys finally recognized the former king. Although the Iron-armed Monkey should have been away from here for twenty years, the demon monkeys are even more in awe of him, not only because he was their former king, but also because of his improvement in strength.

Qingyang didn't understand animal language, so he just felt that the monkeys were screaming so loudly that he was almost deafened. After a long time, the entire monkey group gradually became quiet, and then the entire monkey group surrounded Qingyang. Yang and the iron-armed monkey came to the demon monkey cave.

After twenty years of absence, the Monster Monkey Cave has not changed much. The only difference is that there is more monkey spirit wine in the pool than when Qingyang left. It should be accumulated in the past twenty years.

On the other side of the cave, Qingyang found the stone chamber that had been opened by the Wuyou San people. When Qingyang left, he did not block the entrance to the stone chamber with stones, but the monster monkeys seemed to regard it as a forbidden area. I haven't been in it yet, but it looks very clean.

With the improvement of his strength, the rocks that Qingyang and the Monkey King could move together at the beginning can now be moved easily by one person. After tidying up the stone room a little, Qingyang sealed himself in the stone room again with stones, and prepared to be a benevolent person if he didn't succeed.

As for the Iron-armed Monkey, Qingyang left him outside. Firstly, he could have a good reunion with the monster monkeys. Secondly, he could lead the monkey group to be on guard outside and have time to react when encountering danger.

After making all preparations, Qingyang took out a futon from the holding talisman and sat down cross-legged on the stone bed against the wall, abandoning all external interference and quietly operating the technique.

Breaking through the foundation building stage was a very difficult process, and there was no room for sloppiness. Qingyang patiently spent half a month adjusting to his condition. Only when he felt that he had adjusted everything to the best, did he reach out and take out a building block. Kidan put it in his mouth.

When the elixir enters the mouth, its power is gradually released, and then disperses into Qingyang's limbs and meridians. Qingyang only felt a bang, and the true energy in his body seemed to be boiling, gathering crazily in his meridians. Before he could react, the gathered true energy swarmed towards his Dantian.

This feeling is like a large amount of flood suddenly flowing into a small river, and the amount of the flood is still increasing, and there is a danger of bursting the bank at any time. The meridians are invisible and intangible, but they are real. When the violent spiritual energy rages in the Qingyang meridians, the invisible, intangible, but ubiquitous pain hits him instantly, making him The face changed color.

It seems like countless ants are swarming around, as if countless bees are stinging all over the body, sometimes sore and numb, sometimes painful, everywhere, but nowhere to be found. This kind of pain is really indescribable in any words of Qingyang, and it is unbearable.

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like only an hour or two, it seemed like ten days and a half, and it seemed like a full century had passed. The pain in my body gradually disappeared, and the Foundation Establishment Pill in my mouth also shrank little by little. , from longan to the size of peanuts, from peanuts to the size of soybeans, and from soybeans to the size of sesame and mung beans, until they finally disappear.