Zhen Cheng could be sure that Yun Song Dao people were not lying this time. This also indirectly proves that there is a Xiuzhen sect in the Himalayas, and the Yunsong Dao people in front of them are not unable to get the elixir of the Jiedan, but they are not qualified enough.

Zhen Cheng vaguely remembered that when Lin Yilian and Yao Busi made a big fuss in the medicine garden, they seemed to hear several ancestors talk about the Himalayas. Could it be that Lin Yilian is from the Himalayan College? If you compare the words of Yunsong Daoren, then this possibility is still very large.

Otherwise, with Lin Yilian's strength in the early stage of Jindan, it suddenly disappeared for so many years, how could the small Xiuzhen sect not send people out to look for it? If that's the case, then the Himalayas are really worth seeing.

It's just that I still have this chance?

Man, sometimes, is such a strange animal! A few days ago, Zhen Cheng still felt that it was not good to open Kabo Peak, whether he should find a way to escape, the Himalayan Academy or other cultivation sects were not Zhen Cheng's consideration. But after listening to the narration of Yunsong Daoren, Zhen Cheng's originally calm heart suddenly moved, and he almost forgot the crisis in front of him.

Yunsong Daoren slowly sat down opposite Zhen Cheng, and Zhen Cheng's originally calm heart beat wildly.

A fear that his life was about to end made Zhen Cheng's face look ugly. But thinking about the consequences of his retreat and resistance, Zhen Cheng was relieved again.

With a long sigh of relief, Zhen Cheng continued, "Let's talk about your Himalayan Academy, even if it's a fabulous existence, it's not bad to listen to it!" "Then I'll start with the legend of the Himalayas!" Yun Song Daoren smiled, his two arms secretly accumulated, and his voice was kind and gentle.

"Once upon a time, the Himalayas were an endless sea, with waves rolling and crashing against the shores of pines, hemlocks and palms. Above the forest, the mountains are stacked and green, and the clouds and mist are shrouded; The forest is overgrown with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, herds of spotted deer and antelopes are running, and herds of rhinoceros, with waddling steps, leisurely drinking water by the lake; Cuckoos, thrushes, and larks, jumping up and down in the treetops, singing merrily songs; The rabbit runs carefree on the tender green and lush grass......"

Yunsong Daoren's voice was magnetic, and his face was full of smiles, just like a monk who had attained the Tao. Zhen Cheng's originally very nervous expression couldn't help but be relieved by Yunsong Daoren.

"One day, a huge five-headed poisonous dragon suddenly came to the sea, and made a mess of the forest, stirring up thousands of waves, destroying flowers and trees. The birds and animals living here all have a premonition that disaster is coming. They jump to the east, and the forests fall and the meadows flood to the east; They flocked to the west again, and the west was also a wild wave, so that no one could breathe, just when the birds and beasts were cornered, suddenly, five colorful clouds floated in the sky above the sea, and became the five wise sky mothers, they came to the sea, exerted boundless mana, and subdued the five poisonous dragons......"

The story is very attractive, and one of the hands of Yunsong Daoren touched Zhen Cheng's Heavenly Spirit Gai in a wave.

"Appoint!" Zhen Cheng silently closed his eyes, his mood gradually calmed down, and he continued to listen to the story in his ears.

"The demons have been conquered, the sea is calm, and the deer, antelope, monkeys, rabbits, and birds that live here bow down to the fairies and thank them for saving their lives. The empty people wanted to say goodbye and return to Heaven, but the sentient beings begged bitterly, asking them to stay here for the benefit of sentient beings. So the five fairies showed compassion and agreed to stay and share the peaceful day with all sentient beings. The five fairies drank the water of the sea, and the east became a dense forest, a thousand acres of fertile fields to the west, a garden full of flowers and plants to the south, and an endless pasture to the north. The five fairies have become the five main peaks of the Himalayas, namely Xiangshou Fairy Peak, Cuiyan Fairy Peak, Zhenhui Fairy Peak, Guanyong Fairy Peak, and Shiren Fairy Peak, standing on the southwestern edge of the Huaxia Kingdom, guarding this happy paradise; The Cuiyan Fairy Peak headed by that is Everest, she is the highest peak of today's shijie, the local people affectionately call it the "Goddess Peak", ......" and "...... Sucker" Yunsong Dao people's deadwood exercises suddenly operated, Zhen Cheng's deadwood exercises were also passively operated, and in the blink of an eye, Yunsong Dao people suddenly burst into tears, and their great cause of knotting Dan began vigorously.

"Ahh

The beauty of the red sunset, pouring with the brilliant silver rays.

Zhen Cheng, who was dressed in a black robe, closed his eyes tightly, bursts of sweat seeped out of his resolute face, his face was a little pale, his lips were clenched, his brows were furrowed high, and a look of pain flashed between his eyebrows.

Yunsong Daoist chose a black robe for Zhen Cheng, while he chose a white robe. The day swallows up the night, which is an auspicious omen.

The true qi in the meridians was pulled like noodles, and it was reluctantly pulled out of Zhen Cheng's body little by little, and it was slowly absorbed by the dantian of Yunsong Dao people.

Zhen Cheng's meridians are like a dry earth, and the people of Yunsong Dao are like seedlings watered by rain and dew, but before half a cup of tea, the colors of worry and dissatisfaction hang on the faces of the people of Yunsong Dao. "Damn, there must be reservations! If you don't release your true anger, can't you do it? ”

"Wash!" The people of Yunsong Dao have not yet made a Dan, and without the majestic True Qi to help, the Dan is self-defeating. Dissatisfied with Zhen Cheng's poor true qi, Yun Song Dao didn't think about it carefully, and pushed the true qi of his dantian backwards like a tide pouring into Zhen Cheng's dantian.

Zhen Cheng, whose meridians were dry and cracked, was drowsy, and suddenly felt a gray mist similar to the true qi in his body rushing in, just like a hungry passerby, who couldn't think of running his skills, sucking and swallowing wildly.

"Suck!" One big and three small in Zhen Cheng's dantian, and the four small crystals were happy to cooperate with Zhen Cheng's thoughts, and the gray energy mist of Yunsong Dao people was like water, and it was quickly swallowed by Zhen Cheng, but he didn't realize it.

"Wash again!" Yun Song Dao people had a calm demeanor, all under control, and roared lowly, increasing the delivery of true qi.

The powerful energy seemed to rush into Zhen Cheng's body like a tide, and Zhen Cheng felt as if his body was exploded by a bomb, but then he was healed by the Guanyin jade hand on his chest. His body was like a dough, ravaged by true qi, and then gently softened.

The whole body is constantly being destroyed, repaired, destroyed, repaired. Zhen Cheng felt that the nerves in his whole body were strengthened, and the pain that was unbearable even for himself couldn't help but spread throughout his body, painful to the heart, but it was uncomfortable at the moment of absorption.

"Ahh Yun Song Dao was stunned by Zhen Cheng's sudden gasp, and wailed, wanting to retract his true qi in horror, where did he think that his body was out of his control as if he had suddenly fallen into the turbulence of time.

"Don't suck, don't!" Yun Songdao's face instantly turned pale, and he gritted his teeth, waiting for Zhen Cheng to be stunned by his internal force, and then Hao Hao tortured Zhen Cheng, a little brute.

Although it is the energy generated by the same kind of exercise, what is foreign is foreign after all. Zhen Cheng didn't want to suck the energy of the Yunsong Dao people, but he had to force himself to do so. The consequence of giving up is death, devouring the energy of Yunsong Dao people, and there is still a possibility of survival.

"Suck-"

"Snort-" Zhen Cheng's body suddenly made a strange sound, and the muscles in his whole body tensed suddenly. The severe pain was unbearable, but he was still determined to clench his teeth and squeak.

"Roar-" Zhen Cheng let out a low roar of pain, enduring great pain, and his premonition swept through every part of his body.

A gray air flow appeared in his body, which was the same color as the gray mist that Zhen Cheng devoured. And the original white mist in Zhen Cheng's body was gradually changing towards the gray color little by little.

Although I don't know if this gradual change is good or bad, Zhen Cheng is powerless to change it at the moment. The gray air flow gradually increased, as if it was a surging gray torrent.

The gray torrent was flowing in Zhen Cheng's body, and a large amount of gray energy flowed around along muscle fibers, blood, and bones without any regularity. As if it had found a home in its mouth, it frantically poured into bones, muscles, internal organs, etc., and Zhen Cheng's whole body was undergoing drastic changes.

Zhen Cheng's wild inhalation not only did not stop, but continued even more frantically. Yunsong Daoist gritted his teeth and insisted, gradually replaced by a sense of powerlessness. The originally kind and mellow smile is gradually becoming old and hideous.

Time was still accelerating, and in the blink of an eye, three days flew by.

……

"Ancestor, stop! Don't suck it, if you suck it again, I'll be a mummy! In the high-altitude wooden house of Yunsong Paradise, the wrinkles on the faces of Yunsong Dao people made all their strength beg in horror.

Bathing and changing clothes, Yunsong Dao people engaged in the festival that started for two days, but they didn't expect it to end after only three days.

Looking at Zhen Cheng, who was flushed and like a vampire, Yunsong Dao wanted to cry, the kind that rolled on the ground and cried bitterly. Yunsong Dao people, the cultivation of Zhen Cheng of dreams, did not get it at all, and his own cultivation was sucked clean by Zhen Cheng.

It turned out that the Yunsong Dao people who still looked like fairy wind bones are now black and thin like refugees in Africa.

"Damn, it's really useless, just a little cultivation!" Zhen Cheng looked at Yunsong Daoren, looking unsatisfied. I thought that I would not be able to escape this time, but I didn't think that when Yunsong Dao people forced themselves to pass on their skills, their demonic dantian completely uncontrollably reversed the passive situation.

One of the three small ones in the four acupuncture points of the lower dantian were like crazy to snatch the true qi of the Yunsong Dao people. By the time the poor Yunsong Dao people realized it, it was already too late.

No matter how advanced your cultivation is, you are the weakest and most vulnerable to attack at the moment of cultivation.

At the same time, the cultivation of the foundation building period is all practiced in the dead wood exercises. The transmission of the two of them is originally whose skill is strong, and whoever can plunder the other party's situation. In Yunsong Dao, the people of Yunsong Dao thought that he was the ninth layer of the foundation building period, and he was about to enter the realm of Bandan cultivation, so how could he suppress Zhen Cheng by himself! What is infuriating is that Yun Song Dao carelessly used the word washing trick and made a decision that would be irretrievable for a lifetime.

A few years later, when Zhen Cheng became a great power in the cultivation realm, every time he thought of this dangerous sucking skill, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back. Between good fortune and misfortune, maybe this is a person's fate!

"Wicked!" Yun Song Daoren looked at Zhen Cheng, weakly out of breath, thinking about his life's hard work, he gave it to the young man in front of him like this, depressed to death.

"! You're to blame! Don't you know that I am the Queen Mother and his brother? Rob me to cultivate, grandma! haha-"Zhen Cheng is not a person who is overjoyed, but suddenly he is blessed by misfortune, even Zhen Cheng can hardly suppress the excitement and ecstasy in his heart.

"There are 10,000 grass and mud horses roaring out of my heart."

"Puff-" Yunsong Daoren stole Zhen Cheng's lines, wanting to vent his anger, but where did he think that his head was slapped into powder by Zhen Cheng in the blink of an eye.

"Lao Tzu's mother is still alive! Damn it! "Zhen Cheng's hands are full of blood, and his face is full of smiles!

PS: Thank you for the tips from brothers such as "shlaogen", "ACCORD", "Han ~ Mang", "yirenguo", "Jiang Shiheng" and so on! At the same time, I would like to thank and congratulate the "Shlaogen" brothers for their promotion from the leader of the alliance to the commander. Reward and promotion together plus three more!