Section 167 The brocade-clothed man who robbed the road
There is an old man in the family, which saves Langyu a lot of effort. This master, no wonder when he was in that realm, he was like an idle cloud and a wild crane, and his nationality was unknown. It turns out that the old guy's real knowledge is here. Lang Yu thought about it, couldn't help but smile in his heart, raised his hand and pushed his nose.
"Hmmm! Yang Xiao glared, this action was hidden from everyone in this world, and he couldn't escape the eyes of the master.
"Hey, no, no. I just heard from the master about the condensation of combat skills, and I was looking forward to it. Okay, now that the Xuan Qi in my dantian is exhausted, I have to run the Kun Luo Jue for a week to recover some of it, but it's not safe yet. With that, the divine consciousness withdrew.
Did Langyu think of any bad ideas? The first condensed form he thought of was the image of his master Yang Xiao, so he smiled.
After the battle of life and death, Lang Yu had more confusion in his heart, and after listening to his master's enlightenment, he finally felt a little relieved about the murder. People in their thirties still like to pretend to be a child in front of their masters, which is also a kind of happiness.
This time, the master will really live in his heart forever, the kind that is inseparable. And Langyu has never forgotten that in this life, he has an unshirkable responsibility, he must let the master live, and he must come out and drink to the moon with him, and he will be happy in this life. Whether it is steaming mountains and boiling seas, he also wants to fulfill this wish. So he had to live and be stronger.
After leaving the bloody cliff for more than fifty miles, the two stopped. The more you get out of the forest, the more dangerous it can become. Lang Yu didn't quite believe that the hidden path that Gu Heng said would really be safe. He must maintain his combat strength, and it is safest to take the power of survival into his own hands.
In the depths of a dense forest, Lang Yu sat down, took out two immortal fruits casually, and threw one to Gu Heng and the other to his mouth.
Gu Heng looked at him stunned and licked his lips. Can this thing be eaten as a snack? The one just now almost beat himself up, and he hasn't completely refined it yet, but this little young master swallowed one without raising his eyebrows or opening his eyes. People are really more anxious than people.
But this is far from over, just when Gu Heng also wanted to sit down and continue refining, he suddenly stood up again.
This, what kind of evil is this? Around Lang Yu sitting cross-legged, an aura was inadvertently formed at this time, and Gu Heng actually had a danger that he was going to be sucked over. This is still a fart! Turning around and looking at Lang Yu who was like no one beside him, he secretly cursed in his heart, turned a few trees and avoided it.
"Kun Luo Jue" has opened up the three meridians, and according to the normal cultivation progress, Lang Yu can only be regarded as a fighter at the level of perfection. But he relied on the three meridians to refine the Xuan Qi into a liquid state.
Heaven and earth have a way, the Tao is natural, the more deliberately pursued, it will often backfire.
If you can't cultivate qi, you can change your body and cultivate, and you don't have to be too obsessed with ascending every day, which is also in line with the law of nature. Now Lang Yu has finally tasted the sweetness, his own advancement, every step is to reach the great consummation of the ripe melon, and he was forced to advance when he had to ascend, so that he had that inconspicuous drop of gold beads, and he actually exerted an unexpected attack power. Although this is only part of the reason, this true fulfillment is undoubtedly the most basic condition for the challenge of leapfrogging. Unless this is the case, no monk in the three meridians has been able to refine the Xuan Qi into a liquid state. According to the regular cultivation process, it should be when the third order is consummated, take the Qi Condensing Pill, and use the power of the pill to condense the Xuan Qi in the dantian, and only when it is close to the liquid energy will it impact the fourth meridian. If you succeed, you will only be able to advance to the samurai from now on. Therefore, in the monk's heart, as long as he can use the power of the elixir to advance, it is the great consummation of the fighter level, but in fact, there is still a long way to go. This is a long-standing misunderstanding, believing that it is impossible to advance without pills, and the direct consequence of this consensus is that the road to immortality is to ascend to the sky step by step.
A grain of Langyu's immortal fruit entered his abdomen, pinched the magic trick, and refined the Xuan Qi into the dantian. However, the movement is very large, but the effect is not ideal. After the pure Xuan Qi in that immortal fruit dissolved into the body, eighty percent of it actually merged into the demon veins, even if it didn't deliberately run the "Qi Jing Transformation Yuan Jue", it would be the same result. This situation is not unfamiliar to Lang Yu, he found out as early as the depths of the black eye.
At that time, Yang Xiao only gave him a very reluctant explanation, saying that demon beasts lived in the jungle and could not refine pills, and they always ate immortal fruits raw, so it caused a strong absorption ability of demon veins. And the human beings are wasting the immortal fruit purely, so the Dan masters have created various refining methods. Combined with other materials, after refining in a special way, to increase the absorption of human beings into the energy of the immortal fruit, this method is Danfang. Lang Yu was silent after hearing this, even so, but he must not be a demon beast after all, could it be that these immortal fruits had to wait until they were refined into pills before eating? As soon as this idea came out, Yang Xiao hit him a little bit, although the pill was good, it could not be eaten as jelly beans. After taking an elixir three times in a row, its effect is no different from eating the fairy fruit. Otherwise, as long as there are spars, it will not be able to create countless immortals. Moreover, those who rely too much on the elixir are tantamount to destroying their own foundation, and generally even Venerable cannot attain it.
Cheating is not allowed on the fairy road.
There was no shortage of elixir in Lang Yu's ring, and after listening to his master's words, he didn't want to use it until he had to, so he was a little naïve and wanted to find a way to refine the immortal fruit. said that he was naïve, because countless sages had probably thought about it a long time ago, and none of them have succeeded so far. Langyu is naturally no exception.
The cultivation of the dantian still requires a thousand times of running the method step by step, which is why the cultivator has been sitting for years and months, and there is no way to take a trick.
A pill has little effect, but it puts Langyu in a predicament. Even if there was no deliberate operation, a large amount of Xuan Qi was still frantically inhaled into the demon veins, and the three demon veins that had been completed were actually absorbed by independent operation. This thing is just the opposite of the qi of the dantian, the more the qi of the dantian is more and more absorbed, so the advancement of overhaul is a state that consumes people's patience. If it takes twenty years to reach the third-order consummation from a first-order warrior, then under normal circumstances, it would take at least twenty years to go from the third-order consummation to the advanced venerable, and there must be a great opportunity, and there is no shortage of advanced pills, which is roughly the case.
The demon beast is different, from the third order to the third order of perfection, it usually takes fifty or sixty years, but once it really reaches the perfection, it only needs to sleep easily for a few months, and if you are not careful, it will advance. Because after the consummation, the pulse is quite simple. Remember that Snow Meerkat that time, it had advanced to the fourth order a few years ago.
Lang Yu's demon veins have also reached an advanced state, but he is worried about the heavenly tribulation that will appear every time, and he has been suppressing it. One of the reasons why he was in a hurry to return to the ancient clan was that he hoped to get the lower part of the "Thunder Transformation Technique" to resist it in this heavenly tribulation. Increase the number of points to survive the chips.
In less than half an hour, Lang Yu, who was cultivating, furrowed his brows in pain. For seven weeks, the golden lake of the dantian was only worthy of a blow, and he didn't dare to run it anymore. Those three demon veins made him feel quite dangerous.
Things in the world are always mixed with pros and cons, and this demon vein has saved him many times, but it may also kill him. It's really hard for Lang Yu to say whether it is right or wrong to cultivate this hidden vein now. If it weren't for it, according to the master, a cultivator wouldn't encounter a heavenly tribulation until he advanced to the Venerable level.
Pressing his hands against each other, Langyu retracted his momentum and was ready to get up.
"After killing so many people, do you still want to leave?"
A deep voice sounded from behind him, and Lang Yu jumped aside with a "pout", when did this person get behind him, he didn't know. What about Gu Heng? It seems that it is really unreliable to hand over his safety to others.
Turning around, there was a person standing three feet in front of him, in his forties, with a slightly blackened face, in the shape of a national character, sword eyebrows, and a little familiar at first glance. But Lang Yu confirmed that he had never seen this person, especially the thick black slotted beard under his nose, which seemed to be trimmed neatly every day. is more than two meters tall, with a straight figure, and naturally exudes a domineering spirit. He was dressed in a snow-white brocade robe, and his waist was decorated with a jasper belt of purple rubies. At this time, he was holding his hands behind him, looking at Lang Yu coldly.
Samurai, or warrior, Lang Yu couldn't tell.
"I've seen my predecessors, but I don't know why my predecessors said this. Lang Yu hugged his fists. White, it shouldn't be from Huangjiabao. Even if it is, Langyu will not admit it.
"Haha, it's interesting, it's a man, it's a daring act. Since I found you, I am naturally sure of what you did, a small first-order martial artist can actually kill by leapfrogging, I am curious to know how you did it. If you want to go, go ahead. The tone of the brocade-clothed man was not negotiable.
Naturally, you have to make a shot. Lang Yu knew as early as when he was in Xingyang Town that among the cultivators of this realm, it was useless to reason.
Lang Yu squinted at the middle-aged man and took a half-step back with his right foot. Although he didn't feel murderous from the person opposite, it made Lang Yu feel depressed. Escaping, I'm afraid, is not easy, and defeating him seems unlikely.
Lang Yu felt very tragic for a while, and he had just finished discussing the way of survival with his master, and it was only an hour in total, and the danger was found.
"Huh!" The middle-aged man's right hand behind him shook forward, and a sword light was thrown towards Lang Yu.
It is a knife with the head on the back and the handle on the front. Lang Yu reached out and fished it out.
"Red Tiger Wings. Lang Yu exclaimed. This is the treasure weapon that he stabbed Huang Yuexian with his hand, how could it be in his hands? Could it be that the little lady told him what happened on the cliff. If you really cut the grass and don't get rid of the roots, there will be endless troubles.
"There is a treasure in the air, but it is an ownerless thing, how useful can it be. The brocade-clothed man seemed disdainful.
Treasure? No owner, hehe, Lang Yu smiled bitterly. This middle-aged man is really big enough. Not only give yourself a sword, but also remind yourself to confess the Lord. Probably because this overhaul thinks that killing a chick like himself is a bit insulting to his prestige. Speaking of which, since this knife came into his hands, it has not been stained with his own blood, and I don't know what new functions this treasure will have when it is recognized.