Chapter Seventy-Three: Tea Eggs for Breakfast
Hearing this, the old man in Mai no longer doubted Qin Tian's identity, nor did he question him too much, and taught him a lesson with a straight face, "Don't take it as an example", and his body turned into a wisp of green smoke, which dissipated with the breeze without a trace.
"It turned out to be just a doppelganger..."
Qin Tian sighed with emotion, it seems that this group of old guys is really not vegetarian, just a wisp of clone can also give him an unfathomable feeling like an abyss and a sea.
Yamamoto Shinichi, who was originally fierce, was not chased like a turtle grandson in front of them!
"If you want to do so much, it's better to heal your wounds first..."
Qin Tian secretly smiled bitterly, it wasn't that he didn't want to witness Yamamoto Zhenyi's sin, but it was really that he couldn't take care of himself, and he used the last trace of spiritual power in his body to slowly fly in the direction of the Heavenly God Academy, his body staggering, worse than a child who had just learned to walk.
Forced back to the door of the dormitory, Qin Tian was already at the end of his strong crossbow, his spiritual power was exhausted, his qi and blood were empty, his face was faintly covered with a layer of gray gas, and even his breathing was almost inaudible, relying only on a subtle but extremely tenacious tenacious vitality, he was dragged back from the ghost gate again and again.
Qin Tian sat down cross-legged and slapped his cheeks twice, before he could barely lift his spirit, and put the method of refining qi and restoring essence of the nameless exercise method into operation, trying to make up for the lack of qi, blood and vitality in his body.
Now that his sea of qi has dried up, if he forcibly uses this method, he is afraid that he will not be able to keep the hard-won foundation building perfection realm.
However, at the moment, Qin Tian had no choice, if this half-dead state continued, God knew what would happen, so he had to secretly scold the eighteen generations of Yamamoto Shinichi's ancestors one by one in his heart.
"Boom"
There was a muffled sound in the body like the earth shaking the mountains, and the dry sea of qi shook endlessly, first dense cracks appeared, and then bottomless ravines were formed, and if it was allowed to continue, it would inevitably usher in a situation of falling apart.
Qin Tian, who was the person concerned, did not show the slightest panic, and the sea of qi was so turbulent, his taste was naturally not good, but he did not curb it, but instead raised the speed of the skill by another point, which had the meaning of adding fuel to the fire.
"Gurrah"
A shocking rift pierced through the sea of air, splitting it in two, accompanied by a large number of debris peeling from the main body, shooting out like meteors.
Qin Tian's spirit suddenly froze, and in an instant, a Ding Furnace condensed with pure fire intent appeared in his body, and all these fragments were included in it.
The next moment, the fire skyrocketed, and the molten gold shimmered stone.
An extremely pure life force evaporated from the top of the Ding Furnace, intertwined into countless small snakes with the thickness of hair, and entered the limbs and hundreds of bones along the meridians around the body.
Everywhere they went, the dull cells returned to their crystals, the shriveled veins swelled again, and the withered blood in them became full again, and although it lost its agate-like luster, it finally regained its constantness.
This process lasted until the sky was white.
Qin Tian's breath also gradually became more powerful, like a long whale absorbing water, swallowing and exhaling the spiritual energy of the four directions, and at the same time, replacing the nameless skill with eight or nine Xuan Gong to make up for the deficit in his own spiritual power.
The sea of qi that had broken in half, under the traction of an invisible force, finally stopped the momentum of crumbling, and began to slowly move closer together, returning to one.
It's just that the area is more than double compared to the past, but it almost didn't make Qin Tian feel distressed to death.
"This is not going to make me have a good year!"
Qin Tian slowly opened his eyes and cursed angrily, at this time his face had gradually become ruddy, and his breathing had stabilized, but looking at his exposed qi at this time, it was clear that there was only a foundation building master.
fell into a small realm for no reason, but it was really a big sin.
Qin Tian gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "The little devil of the Eclipse Society, wait for me to dig up the grave of your ancestors for the eighteenth generation!"
Under the joint pursuit of the three Yuan Infant Realms, Yamamoto Shinichi, a moon-level ninja, had no chance of surviving, and Qin Tian was destined to not be able to get the field back on him, so he could only sprinkle his qi on the head of the entire Eclipse Society.
Of course, how to find trouble with the Eclipse Society is a matter of later importance, and it is imperative to put the cultivation up again first.
The realm has fallen, but Qin Tian's perception and insight are still there, so there is no bottleneck, and it is conservatively estimated that he will be able to recover to his peak state in less than two months.
And his foundation will be even more solid than before, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
As for the knot that he was thinking about, I am afraid that it will be postponed for a while.
Anyway, Qin Tian has no interest in cultivating today, after several fierce battles one after another, the physical exhaustion is not a problem, and a heartstring is always in a tense state, which can be described as physically and mentally exhausted.
Anyway, it wasn't bad for a day or two, he went into the bathroom and flushed down, and fell asleep.
...
This sleep was a full day and a night, and when Qin Tian woke up again, it was already the next morning.
"Gollum"
At the moment when he was awake, there was a roar like a drum in his stomach, and an extremely strong hunger hit him, which was very similar to the sequelae of forcibly inducing Jing Yuan with "Viagra".
It seems that relying on the breath of spiritual energy alone is far from enough to make up for the lack of life vitality, at least a few meals of big fish and meat are indispensable.
However, it was the winter break, and the doors of the cafeteria in the college were closed.
Qin Tian had to endure his hunger, found a secluded corner, and left the Heavenly God Academy.
In a nearby urban village, he found a random breakfast shop, and each person ordered the portions of ten people, white porridge, fried dough sticks, big meat buns, wontons, dumplings, and piled up a large table.
Qin Tian still didn't think it was enough, and ordered: "Boss, bring me all your tea eggs!"
The shopkeeper was stunned, and said, "What is the price of this tea egg..."
Qin Tian understood his concerns at a glance, it is not common for people who have the conditions to make breakfast with tea eggs, after all, not all people can be as poor and luxurious as him, he took out ten hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, slapped them on the table, and said, "This should be enough, right?!"
"That's enough, that's enough," the shopkeeper smiled and nodded.
You need to know that this tea egg, but it is a luxury item that can make him make huge profits, and every time he sells it, it can be worth a small half a day's profit.
As if he was afraid that Qin Tian would regret it, he didn't care about scooping them up one by one, and directly brought the whole pot of tea eggs to him.
Qin Tian glanced at it casually, feeling that this amount should be enough for him to fill his stomach, so he gobbled it up to himself.
Under the ghost-like gaze of the shopkeeper, within ten minutes, Qin Tian ate everything cleanly, not even leaving a single piece of ballast.