In the following time, Pan Long resumed his life of diving in the mountains.

He kept going back and forth between the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain, going to the top of the mountain to pick Tiangang, and then returning to the camp at the bottom of the mountain to quench his body. After quenching, rest for a day and then head to the top of the mountain. In this way, the cycle goes on and on, and I live a life of two points and one line.

I don't know how many days have passed, but I know that the snow is falling one after another, and the mountains are covered with snow, and then gradually the ice melts away, and the snow water merges into streams, and more than once it turns into a torrent and rolls away.

Pan Long cultivated like this, and his thoughts gradually became calm.

One day, he picked Tiangang again and returned to the camp, and when he quenched his body, he found that the fluttering and comfortable feeling in the past disappeared, leaving only the internal organs like a knife cut, and the pain of the meridians and flesh of the body like acupuncture.

In fact, it was not that he could not bear this pain, but he was not mentally prepared in advance, and when the severe pain suddenly struck, he was still ready to enjoy a pleasant vitality empowerment.

The sharp contrast made him so painful that he almost went crazy, and with a scream, blood spurted out, and most of the Tiangang that he had worked so hard to pick up was also sprayed out in one go.

Violent qi erupted from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, causing him to seriously injure all of his knots. In an instant, my eyes could not see, my ears could not hear, and my nose and mouth were only painful and numb, and I completely lost my ability to perceive.

At this moment, among the five senses of the human body, only the sense of touch can still function normally.

This situation made his feelings of pain clearer, and he tossed for a long time before he barely calmed down.

When he finally recovered with his self-healing ability, he saw a sky full of stars and a bright moon in the west, but an afternoon and a night had passed.

Pan Long lay on the ground, ignoring the pain, thinking about what was wrong.

After thinking about it for a long time, he had a conjecture.

When he was refining Tiangang before, those mellow vitality that rolled over were actually the fusion of the earth demons he had refined with Tiangang. When all the earth demons that he has refined have been transformed into vitality, and then he absorbs the Tiangang quenching body, naturally only pain will remain.

After all, the fusion of Tiangang and Earth Demon can transform into vitality. Only Tiangang or only Earth Evil will not have this effect.

Thinking of this, he finally put his mind at ease.

The pain is not terrible, as long as there is nothing wrong with the exercises!

Isn't it Tiangang quenching body, isn't it pain, he can endure the earthly quenching body, of course Tiangang quenching body can!

So he sat up confidently, patted the dust and dirt off his body, and set about tidying up the camp.

Just now, when he was in great pain, he tossed and turned, the camp was no longer the same, there were broken wood and gravel everywhere, if he didn't clean it up, let alone shelter from the wind and rain, he didn't even have a place to sleep.

In the following days, Pan Long began his miserable life again.

Every time Tiangang quenched his body, he was miserable, and he felt like he was about to be torn apart.

To be honest, the pain level of Tiangang's quenching body was actually better than that of the earth's evil quenching body, at least he didn't feel like he was going to faint in pain. However, the efficiency of the Tiangang quenching body is also much lower than that of the earth-shattering quenching body.

The earth is thick and heavy, and you can pick a lot at a time and temper it slowly.

But Tiangang is clear, and it is very slow to pick, and the amount of picking at one time is actually not much.

Although this reduces the pain of each quenching, it also greatly increases the number of times it takes to quench.

Pan Long was helpless, if he had a treasure that could store the heavens and the earth, and he could earn a large amount of Tiangang at one time, he would not have to be so troublesome. But although the world is big, there are really not many treasures that can hold the heavens and the earth—or maybe there are actually a lot, but he can't touch them.

In short, there is not enough foreign matter.

Fortunately, although he is not good enough, his perseverance is not bad. As the saying goes, "diligence can make up for clumsiness", and even the lack of talent can be made up for by diligence, not to mention foreign things!

Pan Long gritted his teeth and cultivated every day, watching the days pass day by day, the weather gradually warmed up, and his cultivation gradually got on the right track.

On this day, he had completed another cultivation and was lying on the ground panting for breath, when suddenly his heart moved and he remembered a big event.

When my mother came out of the customs, it seemed to be close?

He hurriedly recalled carefully, remembering that when he first arrived at his grandfather's house, Uncle Chen once said that his mother still needed to retreat for about two years.

How long has it been since then?

Pan Long secretly calculated in his heart: it was the beginning of July in the fifteenth year of Emperor Renchen, and then he was in retreat in the deep mountains, and he had already gone through two winters, and he saw that the weather was getting warmer day by day, about March and April.

In other words, if it is too fast, it will be one or two months, and if it is slow, it will be three or four months, and it will be time for the mother to get out of the customs!

Thinking of this, he rolled over and jumped up and hurriedly packed his things.

Tiangang can take his time, but welcoming his mother out of the customs is a big deal, and he can't be lazy!

Packing up his things, he headed east, leaving the depths of the Qionglai Mountains.

This time, his travel speed was countless times faster than when he came, and because of Tiangang's quenching body, his weight was now very light. Usually, if you don't carry a heavy object on your body, you can basically jump to a height of more than ten zhang with a little force. If there was a strong wind again, he would even be able to use the wind to float in the sky for a while, almost like a big kite in the shape of a human.

He also once weighed his current weight, and if he took off his stripes, he would be about five pounds now. Given his size, this weight is probably about the same as that of a cork that is extremely light and full of holes, and perhaps not even weighs as much as a cork of the same volume.

Among the common things, probably straw and dead leaves may be a little lighter than him, and the lightness is limited.

If he doesn't care about face and strips naked, he may really be able to imitate a certain monkey with great powers, rolling in the air while turning his head, and "climbing the clouds".

Of course, that's a no-no!

Pan Long is not interested in being a bird walker!

With his current weight, the efficiency of running is really amazing. One step up, the whole person roared into the air, then unfolded his clothes, glided with the help of the wind like a glider for a while, and when he was about to land, he stepped on it hard, and flew into the sky again.

The whole process is like a vigorous bird.

Relying on this method, he easily crossed countless mountains and forests, and it only took one day to reach the outskirts of the mountain range from the depths of the Qionglai Mountains.

When he could clearly see Suitao Mountain, Pan Long stopped, packed up his things, put a few heavy objects in his pocket, and tied a thick-backed knife to his back, relying on the weight of these things, he finally made his weight more or less normal, so that he would no longer be fluttering like a ghost.

He did this not because he was afraid that someone would trouble him, but simply to avoid attracting attention.

If someone notices that he's so lightweight, maybe someone will come to inquire about it, or someone will want to learn something about it—it's a problem.

Not to mention, if he doesn't add weight, light fluttering with the wind. It's okay during the day, but what if you walk around like this at night and scare people?

He's going to pick up his mother out of the customs, not to be haunted!