"There's a long way to go!"

Every time the spiritual root is upgraded, the number of origins required increases at least tenfold, and it has to be said that this is a big consumption.

Qingxi only felt more pressure, and hurriedly put away the joy after the spiritual root was raised, and his eyes fell on the broken spotted python on the ground.

From Xiao Suke's detection, he found that there was still qi and blood that could be transformed in the snake body of this giant python.

"After the transformation of the demon beast's qi and blood, it can improve the host's physical strength, and at the same time strengthen the qi and blood, and consolidate the cultivation, which is an opportunity not to be missed. Kosuke said.

"Then it's all transformed. ”

Qingxi didn't waste it, and it wasn't until the last drop of qi and blood was transformed and absorbed that he came to the lake to take a bath and left at night.

As for why the brindled python appeared near the lake, he had his own guess.

Qingling Mountain has a strong aura, although most of the area has been swept away, and there are no Xuan-level demons comparable to the Innate Realm, but human-level demon beasts comparable to the Qi Refining Realm still occasionally appear.

And the place where the outer disciples and the registered disciples are located belongs to the outer layer of the Lingyuan Sect, bordering the deep mountains and old forests, and it is not surprising to encounter human-level demon beasts.

Qingxi, who returned to the room, glanced at the bright moon slanting to the west through the window, and fell asleep.

Tonight, he was tired.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingxi did not wake up until the third pole of the day.

When he arrived at the Hall of Registered Disciples, he remembered that Tu Yongsheng had said that he would come back in seven days.

At this time, other registered disciples also came here, some were practicing the Wind Palm taught by Tu Yongsheng, and some were looking for a cool and quiet place to practice.

For Qingxi's arrival, many registered disciples showed a different color in their eyes.

Tu Yongsheng once said in public that Qingxi would be covered by him in the future.

This naturally made many registered disciples envious, and faintly, they wanted to recognize him as their eldest brother......

"Senior Brother Qingxi, it's early!"

Everyone greeted each other.

"Morning!"

Qingxi is kind by nature and polite to others, of course he won't pretend not to see it.

He walked to the wooden stakes and began to practice Tu Yongsheng's private martial arts.

Last night's battle sounded the alarm for Qingxi.

If it weren't for his lack of actual combat experience, with his cultivation, even if he was not defeated by the Zebra Python, there would be no problem if he wanted to get out.

If it weren't for the inferior cold light sword, he might have died last night.

Therefore, he vowed to practice martial arts hard and increase his strength.

"Tempest Palm!"

Qingxi pushed it out with one palm, only using a trace of vitality, but it still sent out a gust of wind, blowing the grass in front of him trembling.

After slapping a palm, he mobilized his vitality and continued to practice.

Tu Yongsheng said that every ordinary martial art, as long as it is practiced more, can be achieved after reaching a certain number of times.

As for the consummation stage, it requires a certain amount of understanding.

At this stage, Qingxi does not have the luxury of perfecting the wind palm, but at least it must be completed.

Once, twice......

Half a day has passed, and he has practiced the Wind Palm a thousand times!

Rao was a cultivator at the peak of his eightfold qi refining, but he still felt that his arms were sore, his whole body was sore, and the vitality in his dantian was also exhausted.

But it's worth it.

After thousands of hard trainings, his proficiency in the Wind Palm has reached the stage of completion.

In an instant, he could complete the transformation and condensation of his vitality, and play a palm wind.

"Senior Brother Qingxi is really diligent, no wonder he can be favored by Elder Tu!"

"Yes, he practiced the Wind Palm so hard today that I counted more than 500 times!

"I've counted, exactly a thousand times. ”

"It's a thousand and one times!"

......

Many registered disciples discussed one after another, and cast admiring glances at Qingxi.

"Senior Brother Qingxi is working too hard. ”

"That's the example!"

A registered disciple who had stepped into the first level of qi refining looked at Qingxi with blazing eyes, and his fists couldn't help but clench.

On this day, he was also practicing the Wind Palm hard, but with his cultivation and roots, after only practicing dozens of times, he felt unbearable and could not continue.

......

Night falls.

Qingxi left the room and came to the lake.

This time, he was very cautious, for fear of encountering demon beasts again.

"The host can rest assured that there is no danger within a radius of five hundred meters. Kosuke's voice sounded in his head, "Now, it's time to transform the life force around you." ”

"Good!"

Qingxi stretched out his hand and walked along the lake.

Everywhere he passed, in the flowers and trees, there was a wisp of life breath flowing out, which was systematically transformed and synthesized, condensed into a wisp of cool life vitality, and repaired the internal injuries that Qingxi had fallen from the windy palm due to excessive cultivation.

"The transformation function is indeed amazing, not only can it transform the attribute aura into the origin of the five elements and improve the level of the spiritual root, but it can also absorb the blood and qi of the demon beast and replenish itself. ”

"Nowadays, it can also absorb a small amount of life essence of all things and turn it into life vitality. In the future, as long as it is not fatally wounded, it can be recovered. ”

After a while, Qingxi recovered from his injuries and returned to his room to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, he got up early in the morning, arrived at the Registered Disciple Hall first, and began to practice the second martial art.

Two days ago, Tu Yongsheng saw that Qingxi had a good understanding, and in addition to the Wind Palm, he also passed on four kinds of martial arts, namely the Fire Palm, the Giant Rock Palm, the King Kong Fist, and the Green Dragon Claw.

Qingxi was going to practice Vajra at this time.

This fist technique is not like the Wind Palm, which cannot play a terrifying fist style.

However, when this punch is performed, the entire fist is wrapped in the vitality of the gold system, as hard as King Kong, and when the punch is struck, it leaves a shallow fist mark on the wooden stake that is as hard as fine iron.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

Qingxi opened his bow left and right, and every punch was accurately hit in the same position, shaking the ground and trembling slightly.

The fist prints on the stake are getting deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, he stopped.

"The consumption of vitality by the Vajra Fist seems to be much less than that of the outgoing martial art of the Wind Palm. Qingxi said secretly.

"Of course, the Wind Palm belongs to the outward release type of Vitality, with a wide range of attacks and a short distance, but the disadvantage is that the consumption of Vitality is huge, with the current cultivation of the host, if you shoot with all your strength a few times, your Vitality will be exhausted. ”

Xiao Zhu incarnated into an encyclopedia of the cultivation world and kept explaining, "But the Vajra Fist only wraps the fist with vitality, so it can't kill the enemy from a distance, but the consumption is very small and can be used continuously." ”

Qingxi deeply agreed, and said secretly: "That's true, with my current vitality, even if I use the Vajra Fist with all my strength, it will be enough to hit more than a hundred times." ”

Thinking of this, Qingxi let out a loud shout, and the eightfold peak cultivation of Qi refining was fully displayed, and the vitality continued to condense towards the right fist, making the fist wrapped in a layer of golden light.

Even the skin was dyed gold, as if it were cast of gold.

"Boom!"

He threw a punch that dented the surface of the stake deeply, and the other side bulged violently and cracked.

"It's good. ”

Qingxi retracted his momentum.

Now, there was no one else in the Hall of Registered Disciples, so he dared to exert his full strength.

But if someone comes, he will put away his momentum, and people can't guess what he is cultivating.

It's also a way to protect yourself.