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Before Ao Baifeng could come up with a way to deal with it, another wave of people rushed over and stopped the first wave of people from taking the medicine.

One of the white-shirted youths in the first wave shouted at the second wave: "We came first, of course the Qi Building Pill belongs to us, why do you say that this Qi Building Pill belongs to you."

"Hmph, the Qi Building Pill is still on that waste, how can it be owned by you, the so-called those who see have a share, and those who can get it", a short and fat white-shirted disciple in the second wave of the crowd retorted arrogantly.

The white-shirted young man in the first wave teased: "Hey, I heard that your dwarf winter melon means to compete with us to decide the ownership of this Qi Building Pill."

As soon as the short and fat white-shirted disciple heard the white-shirted young man call him a dwarf winter melon, he immediately became angry, grinning angrily, "Brothers, let's ignore the Qi Building Pill on that waste today, and teach this group of guys who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth first."

"You turtle grandsons, you put Lao Tzu's Qi Building Pill as your bag, and you actually treat me as nothing, it's really shameless."

Ao Baifeng scolded secretly in his heart, but in the blink of an eye, a trace of self-deprecation flashed on Ao Baifeng's face, in this world where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected, if you want others to face up to your existence, you must have the strength to overwhelm others, otherwise you can only be a mermaid.

"Alas, think about it, when I first entered the Quanyang Sect, several elders said that my talent was much higher than others, but my cultivation has never been able to break through the cultivation of qi, it is really the will of heaven to make people, where is the problem? Could it really be that there is a problem with the martial veins? But my mind and divine sense are strangely deviated and cannot enter the meridians, otherwise you can check my martial veins."

In the past three years, Ao Baifeng has just blindly buried his head in qi, bent on breaking through the practice of qi, but has never been able to do so.

It is also because of the ridicule and ridicule of others, Ao Baifeng is very eager to improve his strength, insists on spending more time than others every day to return to the source, and rarely thinks about the reason why he can't break through in cultivation.

Just four months ago, after Ao Baifeng got the two Qi Building Pills, in order to make the Qi Building Pills work and not be wasted, Ao Baifeng began to think about various reasons.

In those four months of time, Ao Baifeng took qi three times a day, and the time added up to more than six hours, which can be said to be quite crazy, and in those four months, Ao Baifeng felt that his strength was getting bigger and stronger, and his meridians were getting stronger and stronger.

Strength is definitely not a factor hindering the cultivation of qi, Ao Baifeng suddenly thought that in addition to talent, there is also an extremely important factor that determines the cultivation of a martial artist, which is also the simplest problem, but Ao Baifeng ignored it for three years, just a few days ago, Ao Baifeng thought of using his mind and divine sense to inspect his meridians.

However, another incomprehensible thing appeared during the inspection, because Ao Baifeng found that his mind and divine sense seemed to be isolated, and it was impossible to enter his own martial vein, so he couldn't use his mental and divine sense to check his own martial vein.

"Could it be that I am proud of Bai Feng in this life, I can only be destined to become a waste in the mouths of others? No, I don't believe it, I will never give up on myself like this."

A trace of sentimentality flashed on Ao Baifeng's face, and a resolute color instantly appeared.

When Ao Baifeng calmed down and pondered, the two groups of people who came to take him Zhuqi Dan were already arguing over who owned the Zhuqi Dan.

The second wave of people who came to grab the medicine all rushed to the first wave of people under the call of the short and fat white-shirted disciples.

The first wave of people did not show weakness, and even surpassed the second wave in momentum.

The two groups of people fought thirty meters behind Ao Baifeng.

"It seems that they are all here to take away my Qi Pill, let's fight, let's fight hard, a bunch of idiots, I'm sitting here today and listening to the dog fight, hehe."

Hearing that the two groups of people fought first because of the ownership of the Qi Building Pill on his body, Ao Baifeng was indescribably happy in his heart, and now that he was halfway through his breath, he didn't dare to withdraw from the state easily, and this just gave himself some time.

When the two groups of people were fighting, the short and fat white-shirted disciple took advantage of the fact that the others were not paying attention, slowly withdrew from the battle circle, and quickly ran towards the proud white wind.

"Oh no" Ao Baifeng's heart was anxious, his mind trembled again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the surrounding martial qi began to enter Ao Baifeng's body uncontrollably.

Due to the momentary distraction, the thoughts and divine consciousness in the mind were also distracted, and a large amount of martial qi poured into the body, without the control of the mental consciousness, and the martial qi that entered the body began to flow indiscriminately and irregularly.

There was a tingling pain all over his body, this was the first time this phenomenon had appeared, Ao Baifeng was a little flustered, and he didn't know what to do at all, this was also because his cultivation had not progressed, and no one had accepted him as a disciple, otherwise he would definitely have taught him how to deal with this sudden situation.

The original qi of the martial arts was rampaging in the martial veins, but the consciousness of the arrogant white wind could not penetrate the meridians to check it, and he didn't know the degree of chaos of the original qi of the martial arts in the meridians, otherwise he could rechannel it according to the chaotic trajectory of the original qi of the martial arts.

The short and fat white-shirted disciple had already rushed to a distance of twenty meters from Ao Bai Feng, stopped, raised his right fist, and a wave of qi rolled around his fist.

This short and fat white-shirted disciple's cultivation is a transcendent one, and the transcendent one refines the ten martial qi qi masses in the qi training stage, and removes the impurities in the martial qi, and then synthesizes the ten martial qi qi masses into one, and practices the clear qi, which is a qualitative leap.

Every time the qi cultivation is raised, an air mass will appear, and when each realm is cultivated to the tenth level, it will also reach its peak, and there will be ten air masses, and if these ten air masses are refined and fused, they will enter a higher realm.

When the cultivation reaches the Transcendent One, it can be achieved by attacking with Qi from a distance of twenty meters.

The short and fat white-shirted disciple used this technique of attacking with qi at this time, and I saw that the qi wave above his right fist was tumbling even more violently.

Ao Baifeng, who was struggling in pain, clearly felt that the air behind him was swirling under the agitation of a force, and from time to time there was a burning sensation from the air currents passing by his back.

Ao Baifeng was very anxious in his heart, and at this time, Ao Baifeng felt that there were four martial arts qi in the meridians moving towards each other, approaching quickly, and they would collide together at any time, at this moment Ao Baifeng was a little desperate, he didn't know what the consequences would be if these four martial arts qi collided in the meridians, and there were short and fat white-shirted disciples behind him who could attack him at any time, and there was a deep valley not far ahead.

At this moment, Ao Baifeng thought of his fate with one word: "death".

In the impotent anxiety, the four chaotic martial arts qi in the meridians collided together, and in an instant, the meridians expanded and bulged, and the heart-rending feeling made Ao Baifeng spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the attack of the short and fat white-shirted disciple also wanted Ao Baifeng to attack, and a strong wave hit Ao Baifeng's back, and it was another mouthful of blood, and Ao Baifeng's whole person rushed to the edge of the cliff in the deep valley.

At that moment, two strong air currents rushed into Ao Baifeng's mind.