At this moment, the golden gas around him was full of golden light, slowly wrapping his whole person, entwining layer by layer, He Lang finally stopped being in pain, and he slowly settled down in the thick warmth.

Although all this is a very fast process for He Lang, in fact, it has been a day since he went from shallow to deep.

Zhan Zhaohua and Mingchen have always been guarding He Lang, and they must not be disturbed by external forces during the breakthrough, so they both watched nervously.

Just as everything was developing in a good direction, He Lang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dark red blood, which frightened Zhan Zhaohua, who was waiting on the side, and he hurriedly woke up Mingchen, who was pranayama.

After Mingchen saw this, not only did he not panic, but he also twisted his beard and smiled: "Zhaohua, don't be anxious, this is a good thing for him, so that the accumulation in his chest can be discharged in this way soon, which is greatly beneficial to the foundation." ”

No, He Lang vomited blood several times after this, and later, it had changed from dark red dirty blood to bright red blood.

"Senior, is He Lang really fine, he has already vomited blood, can he withstand it if it goes on like this?" Zhan Zhaohua asked in panic while helping He Lang wipe the blood stains on his body.

Mingchen approached He Lang and took a closer look, his face also changed, he found that He Lang's current situation was very different from what he imagined, every once in a while, he would squirt bright red with a mouthful of "wow", if it goes on like this, let alone building a foundation, it will be difficult to protect his life.

Mingchen was also a little panicked, he was thinking about whether to wake up the other party first, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable, but he was woken up by Shengsheng in the tragedy, the same danger, at this time he was also full of cold sweat, and he didn't know what to do at all.

Zhan Zhaohua was panicked when he saw Mingchen, and he was even more dispossessed, and he couldn't intervene at all except worrying.

At this moment, a young girl's surprised voice came: "What's wrong with him?

After Zhan Zhaohua heard this, he knew that it was Xiao Jin who came, and he hurriedly said: "He has settled with the help of Mingchen's predecessors, and he is currently in the process of building the foundation, but I don't know why, but he has been vomiting blood." ”

Xiao Jin thought that He Lang and Zhan Zhaohua would soon be able to return from Mingchen, and he didn't want him to wait for a day without seeing the shadow of the two, so after asking the direction of Mingchen's residence, he sneaked into Qingyumen incognito and found here.

At this time, Xiao Jin had already appeared in front of the two of them, and he was so anxious that he pushed Zhan Zhaohua away and stood in front of He Lang to take a closer look.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and in a flash, the person disappeared, and Zhan Zhaohua and Mingchen were also surprised to see the person disappear again, but after a while, Xiaojin's figure appeared again.

At this time, he held a transparent glass ball in his hand, walked up to He Lang, and was about to stuff it into He Lang's chest.

"Girl, what are you going to do here?" Mingchen hurriedly asked.

"Uncle, this ball has the effect of replenishing blood, brother is now losing too much blood, this may be able to help. ”

Xiao Jin found this glass ball by chance, although he didn't know where the ball came from, and he didn't know the effect of the ball, but according to his observation, this ball is very special, when you hold it in your hand for a while, your palm will be red, and your body will be warm, and he suspects that this bead has the effect of coagulation and nourishing qi.

Of course, he is also holding on to the psychology of luck now, seeing He Lang constantly vomiting blood, hoping to make some difference.

Mingchen nodded suspiciously when he heard this, and did not ask again.

Xiao Jin hurriedly put the glass bead on He Lang's chest, and then watched what changes would happen.

Who would have thought that this bead was just attached to He Lang's body, and the color of the golden light surrounding his body had deepened, especially where the glass beads were placed on his chest, which was still flashing with a faint light, and listening carefully, it was accompanied by a muffled buzzing sound.

Zhan Zhaohua and Mingchen were shocked by this vision, they didn't expect that this ordinary transparent bead could cause such a big reaction.

And after that, He Lang actually stopped vomiting blood and completely calmed down.

Xiao Jin finally put his mind at ease, and seeing that He Lang was quiet, he hurriedly took out a handkerchief to help He Lang wipe the cold sweat on his head.

"Senior, I think He Lang is stable at present, but the foundation building is as little as three or five days, and as long as ten days and half a month, always bothering you, the juniors really don't want to go!" Zhan Zhaohua hurriedly said after thinking about this question.

"Zhaohua, you don't have to worry, I will vacate here and concentrate on letting He Lang pass quietly. ”

In the next few days, Zhan Zhaohua and Xiaojin guarded He Lang inch by the side.

Zhan Zhaohua also sent a transmission note to Pan An's brothers and sisters and Sun Tao, telling the other party about He Lang, so that he could be in the Qingyu Gate with peace of mind.

Mingchen found that Zhan Zhaohua had a great talent for talisman making, and heard that his master had passed away more than three years ago, so he had the intention to accept Zhan Zhaohua as an apprentice.

But Zhan Zhaohua replied respectfully: "Senior, being able to become your apprentice is something that juniors can't ask for, but I am currently in Yuxianmen, and I need to go back to report to Uncle Tongfeng before I can officially worship you as a teacher!"

Mingchen also liked the thoughtfulness of the young man in front of him, so he smiled and nodded in understanding.

But Zhan Zhaohua has already regarded Mingchen as his master in his heart, so during this period of Qingyumen, he is extremely respectful and polite to Mingchen, and he will greet him sooner or later.

Finally, in the early morning of the thirteenth day, He Lang slowly opened his eyes.

He moved his body, and suddenly felt that his limbs were light and his body was comfortable, which was even better than the effect of taking a big tonic pill.

He stood up and moved slowly around the room, motionless for more than ten days, and really needed to exercise his body.

Xiao Jin found out at the same time that He Lang stood up, and he said excitedly: "Brother, you are finally out of the customs, great!"

He Lang saw Xiao Jin's face full of smiles, and his pink little face was dyed a faint red by the sudden excitement, which looked extremely pleasing to the eye, like a shrimp dumpling that had just come out of the cage.

At this time, He Lang realized that his stomach was empty, and his gurgling sound was loud.

But at the same time, he could smell the stench of his own body, which made his newfound appetite disappear all at once.

"Xiao Jin, this smell on my body is too bad!" He Lang said with a frown, he also knew that this was a normal reaction during a breakthrough.

"Brother, I'll go and put water on you, you wait first. Xiao Jin said, jumping out and jumping out to give He Lang Zhang Luo hot water to eat.

He Lang couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart at this time, because he found that he had not only broken through the foundation building, but also broken through with sword cultivation, which was the direction of cultivation he had dreamed of, but he didn't expect it to be realized at once, and the joy in his heart was indescribable.

Several people were happy with He Lang, and finally after three years, his cultivation had improved again.

He Lang repeatedly thanked Mingchen for his help, and Mingchen was also very happy for the other party, and instructed him to always pay attention to that soul condensation qi in the future, once the aura at the dantian was shackled, he must use external force to break through the barrier.

He Lang kept nodding after hearing this, and he also knew that his inability to break through was related to that domineering skill, and he had a bottom in his heart.

He had always thought that he would not be able to break through the Qi cultivation period in his life, but now he was full of expectations, thinking that if he continued to cultivate seriously, it would not be impossible to cross the Flying Immortal.

Early the morning of the second day after he left the customs, he said goodbye to Mingchen and returned to Yuxian Gate.

Zhan Zhaohua gave He Lang a single flying magic weapon that he had never been willing to use in his storage bag, and began to teach He Lang the flying technique of the sword.

This time, they didn't take the Spirit Bird again, but prepared to fly back to the Jade Immortal Gate.

"Second brother, just fly back like this, do you think I can do it?" He Lang held the wooden sword in his hand, a little hesitant.

"Everyone has a first time, and now is the opportunity, do what I just told you, and you will definitely be able to fly. Zhan Zhaohua encouraged on the side.

In order to teach He Lang the sword to fly, Zhan Zhaohua deliberately found an open flat land, and the range of more than ten miles around it was clear at a glance, which was very suitable for learning flying skills.

He Lang still didn't know the bottom of his heart, he followed the trick that Zhan Zhaohua gave him in advance, and began to control the wooden sword.

Soon the wooden sword could fly smoothly, and he watched the wooden sword fly in the air, and his confidence continued to strengthen.

"He Lang, hurry up, four hours have passed, and you haven't tested it once, after I successfully built the foundation in the morning, I was able to fly from Qingxu Peak to Yuxian Peak at noon. Zhan Zhaohua saw that He Lang never dared to stand on the wooden sword, and he also stimulated the other party with his words.

"Second brother, don't rush me, let me experience it again. He Lang frowned.

"Brother, you should fly quickly, we have been basking in the sun for a day, why haven't you made any progress at all?" Xiao Jin's face was full of disgust.

"Little child, why are you burying me while playing?" He Lang was even more annoyed.

After twisting Xiao Jin to the side, he settled down again, stood in front of the wooden sword, and breathed deeply.

The only thing He Lang is worried about is, what if he flies and his body is unstable, and he doesn't fall down?

Finally, under Zhan Zhaohua's constant urging, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and jumped onto the wooden sword floating in the air.

The first time He Lang piloted the aircraft, he was so panicked that he was at a loss, and all he wanted was not to fall.

The more he didn't want it to happen, the more it would happen, and he flew out less than ten meters away, so he fell headlong, but fortunately he was less than a meter above the ground, and his flying speed was slow.

In this way, after he was thrown hard twice, he finally summed up some experience, and he found that he couldn't always think that he would fall, but that he should treat the wooden sword under his feet as flat ground, and only when he didn't panic could he fly smoothly.

Thinking of this, he resolutely stepped on the wooden sword again and tried to fly for the fourth time.

Through three failures, I didn't expect that the fourth time he would fly steadily, and he flew higher and higher, faster and faster, he stepped on the flying sword, with tears in his eyes, and felt that his life was really not in vain.

Xiao Jin has been flying beside He Lang, always worried, worried that the other party will accidentally fall again, but to his surprise, He Lang not only did not fall again, but flew faster than himself, and he needed to follow closely to avoid being left behind.

And Zhan Zhaohua was even left off by He Lang for eight streets.

But this time he still had an accident, although he was not thrown down again, but he didn't know how to turn, and as a result, he was blocked by a ban in front of him, and hit the forbidden transparent wall, and was glued to it, and couldn't get out for a while.

When Xiao Jin rushed over, he saw He Lang hanging on the wall, with a wooden sword under his feet, but his body was tightly attached to the transparent wall.

He pulled He Lang's body outward, but he couldn't pull it down.

The next moment, Zhan Zhaohua also caught up.

"Why are you flying so fast? Don't you know how to look in front of you?" Zhan Zhaohua couldn't help complaining when he saw that He Lang's hair and body were sticky to death.