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After Shang Yangjun regained consciousness, Qi Lin had already carried her through most of the mountain, and it took a long time for the girl to wake up in a daze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yang Jun, do you remember my name?" Qi Lin asked.

"Qi Lin?" Shang Yangjun was impressed by the name.

Seeing that her anger hurt her nervous system, Qi Lin was also relieved.

As night fell, Qi Lin found a feng shui treasure to set up camp and rest, and skillfully lit a fire. "Yang Jun, you first use the Pixiu banner to cultivate. Qi Lin's mind moved, and the Pixiu banner rose in the wind.

"No, you're the Banner Guardian, and I can't go beyond that. ”

"You have been hurt too deeply by Han Qi's anger, first use Pixiu's vitality to recuperate, I'm afraid that you will slow us down the speed of going to the court. Qi Lin grimaced.

Shang Yangjun knew that he had good intentions, hesitated, but agreed.

Pixiu flag fixed behind her, black and white flags flew out of a black and white two spiritual lights, these two spiritual lights are like fireflies, Shang Yangjun sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, his hands were just fingering, running the black and white mixed element, this black and white two spiritual lights were sensitive, quickly around the girl's side, black and white breath is also gradually shrouded in the pores of her body, let the girl enter peace.

Qi Lin has cultivated with the Pixiu Banner for many days and also knows that this Pixiu Banner contains a mysterious vitality, and he can quickly cultivate by using the black and white mixed Yuan Technique, because the Pixiu Banner has limited vitality, so only the strongest monks in each generation can use the Pixiu Banner to practice Qi, and the patriarch of the Pixiu tribe in the past was afraid that others would surpass him, and the Pixiu Banner would not let the second person cultivate before there would be such a rule. And with Qi Lin's current cultivation, he didn't care that Shang Yangjun took advantage of this leap and bound, the stronger the girl, the happier he was.

After encountering the tomb of the Han Dynasty, the experience of the four murderers has made Qi Lin's realm have been rapidly improved, and the monk's first layer of the 'Nine Levels of Qi Training' realm, he has reached the Seven Levels of Qi Cultivation and groped the quasi-Tiangang vein, compared to Shang Yangjun, she is no worse, if you add the Yin and Yang Creation Body, the true qi of the Flood Desolation has been able to break through the Nine Heavens, and even the face of the Jindan Hexagram Monk can also fight.

After raising his black and white vitality for a long time, Shang Yangjun's face gradually became a lot rudder, his breath became a little milder, and his snort gradually stabilized.

"Thank you, I wasted Pixiu Banner's energy. Shang Yangjun lowered his eyes, and it was unprecedented for a genius girl who could make the tribe proud of her to have such a low profile.

"We should help each other, and I have been blessed by you before. Qi Lin didn't care.

Shang Yangjun snorted.

After a while, the girl remembered the mausoleum, Wang Jian and the Xiao tribe, and Shang Meng.

What happened to the Hanqi Mausoleum Qi Lin didn't want her to know about Qi Qi's existence and thought of a good rhetoric, which was roughly the battle between the Vermilion Bird God General Wang Jian and Han Qi, he took the opportunity to escape, and he didn't know what was going on. After escaping from the mausoleum, as for Shang Meng, there was no need to worry, Qi Lin learned from Qi Qi that the Monkey King had solved the monks pursued by the Xiao tribe, and Shang Meng seemed to have gone to the other side of the mountain first.

"I can't imagine that there is a mausoleum of the four murderers in the barbaric ......," Shang Yangjun shuddered when he thought about it.

"It is said in the desolate world that every time you walk across the bridge of life and death, the strength of the monk will go further, and this time it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Qi Lin smiled and said, there is a mysterious bridge between life and death, the monk of the desolate world is called the Xuanqiao of life and death, it is said that no matter whether the monk or the god walks across this mysterious bridge, he will see the 'primordial' after death, which is the original Hongmeng of the desolate world, if you can also turn back from this primitive and return to enter the living world, the monk will be greatly improved regardless of mana, mood, soul and other realms.

Sometimes when the monk encounters a bottleneck that cannot be broken, he even boldly walks the bridge of life and death, of course, it is difficult for the vast majority of geniuses to turn back after crossing the bridge of death.

This time, Shang Yangjun was lucky, and had a positive contact with the four murderers of Hanqi, this kind of realm suppressed despair is insurmountable for countless monks in their lifetimes, but fortunately, with Qi Lin's help, the girl escaped from death, and she also felt that she had reached the Tiangang pulse of the eightfold Qi cultivation, and if she used Pixiu Banner, it would only take a few days to practice the Flood Desolation True Qi of the Eightfold Heaven.

However, this will delay Qi Lin's cultivation, and Shang Yangjun is embarrassed to ask cheekily.

"In the past few days, you will take the Pixiu banner to cultivate, until you break through to the Tiangang vein. Qi Lin smiled understandingly.

"But you also need to cultivate, this time you go to the court, the king of Xuan wants to collect the Pixiu flags, you may not have so much time to cultivate. Shang Yangjun shook his head.

"My talented sister Yangjun should have seen it, I can break through without Pixiu. Qi Lin grinned, and suddenly activated his true qi, only to see the air flow around him surge, turning into a sevenfold water stream surging up, and each true qi was like a canopy.

Seven Heavens of Qi Training!

Shang Yangjun opened his mouth and turned into an unwilling wry smile.

Is this man a monster, and why can it take only a little more than a month of effort to surpass her more than ten years of cultivation?

After a few days in the wilderness of ten thousand beasts, Qi Lin recovered two bronze war horses, and then passed through the mountain safely with Shang Yangjun, but he didn't see Shang Meng, because there was a death order to go to Chaoge, and now too much time has been wasted, and Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun have no time to take care of him.

After leaving the mountain, it has already arrived at the Taiqi Mountain, and through the Taiqi Mountain, it will reach the Jize of Yin Shang, and there is an official road leading to the song from Jize. Since a lot of time had been wasted, Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun did not stop, and most of the time they were desperately hurrying.

On this day, Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun were already almost in Jize City.

Ahead, however, the gates were closed, and there was a desolation.

Qi Lin came to the city and shouted a few times, and saw officers and soldiers with bows and arrows appear on the city wall, and dozens of diamond arrows swished to answer him. "The lord of the city is in retreat for seven days, and no one is allowed to disturb him. ”

"I was ordered by the king of Su to bring ten thousand beasts and boundless Pixiu flags to Chaoge to restore my life, and please be accommodating. Qi Lin said politely.

"Don't talk nonsense, it doesn't matter if you are the king of Zhou or the king of Zhou, my family has an order, Ji Ze will be closed for seven days, and go from other places. The officer and soldier looked at Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun dressed up in a wild manner, and they were arrogant.

"Yang Jun, how much more time do we have to rush to Chaoge?" Qi Lin frowned, he didn't expect such a variable to happen.

"We have less than five days left. Shang Yangjun's face was a little ugly, "Even if we walk from the Jize official road now, it's too late." "It will take at least six days for the official road of Jize to reach Chaoge, and it will take at least six days at the speed of a bronze war horse.

The order of the king is that there must be no mistakes, let alone more than a day, even if it is a moment later, it may bring about a catastrophe.

Qi Lin looked at the surrounding mountains, "If we climb over that mountain, will we hurry up?" In the distance of Jize, there was a giant-like mountain, cloudy and mist, looming.

"Good. Shang Yangjun nodded, it could only be so.

Without further ado, Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun set off towards the mountain range, and the sound of bronze war horses stepping on copper and iron made a loud noise.

When the officers and soldiers on the city wall saw it, they burst into laughter. "I dare to go to Yinling, I'm really tired. ”

"Who wants to go to Yinling at this time?"

A voice as gentle as water sounded slowly.