Hearing that Huang Fengming still had a lot of such pills on his body, he was not polite, so he took it and took it directly.

The pill melted in his mouth, and the medicinal power quickly flowed throughout his body, and in less than three breaths, Chen Qingyang felt that his whole body was full of vitality, and the medicinal power was still constantly moisturizing his broken meridians.

The medicinal effect of this pill is actually even more pure and powerful than the one Shen Haojun obtained.

"Your meridian depletion has reached an irreversible level, this level of rejuvenation pill can only barely nourish your broken meridians, don't expect to be able to repair them." Huang Fengming said.

Chen Qingyang smiled bitterly, it seems that he is still too naïve.

After half an hour of pranayama, although Chen Qingyang's body has not fully recovered, there is no big problem with running.

At first, Chen Qingyang followed behind Huang Fengming at a normal running speed, and gradually accelerated behind, almost reaching Chen Qingyang's limit speed, and Huang Fengming slowed down slightly.

After running at the limit speed for a whole hour, Chen Qingyang's body finally reached the limit, his feet continued to tremble, and his eyes began to blur.

Huang Fengming directly stuffed a Rejuvenation Pill into Chen Qingyang's mouth, and then a stream of air was transported from the palm of his hand into Chen Qingyang's body.

Huang Fengming did not hesitate to expend his own strength to help Chen Qingyang recover his consumed physical strength. In less than five minutes, Chen Qingyang became lively again.

"Go on."

Huang Fengming smiled, with one step, the person had already appeared seven or eight meters away, Chen Qingyang took a deep breath, his footsteps were windy, and he quickly followed.

More than an hour later, Chen Qingyang reached the limit of his body again, but this time he ran for half an hour longer than the previous one.

Swallowing a Rejuvenation Pill, Huang Fengming once again sent airflow to help Chen Qingyang recover his strength, and continued to run without resting for a moment.

For a whole day, the tiredness of the body can be quickly recovered by relying on the Rejuvenation Pill, but the spirit is getting more and more tired, Chen Qingyang has not known how many times he almost fainted, but in the end he gritted his teeth and persevered.

It wasn't until late at night that Huang Fengming allowed Chen Qingyang to rest, and as soon as Chen Qingyang closed his eyes, he fell asleep directly and didn't wake up.

This kind of high-intensity training, even Chen Qingyang had never experienced it back then, after all, he didn't have a healing pill like the Rejuvenation Pill, and there was no innate master who was sending him energy to restore his strength at any time.

Chen Qingyang knows that this kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if he can stick to it, it will definitely be of great benefit in the future.

Half a month later, in a deep mountain and old forest, two figures quickly shuttled through the jungle, as if walking on the ground.

The two stopped on the edge of a cliff, the cold wind howling, and the clothes on their bodies rattled.

"Grandpa Feng, the person you are looking for won't be in the Shaolin Temple, right?" The young man asked, squinting his eyes and looking into the endless distance.

The young man is Chen Qingyang, compared with half a month ago, Chen Qingyang's skin is obviously darker, and his body is a lot stronger, at least he no longer looks weak, no different from normal people.

Thanks to this half-month devil training, from the beginning he was able to rest for five hours a day, and then he could only rest for three hours a day, and Chen Qingyang was on the road of running the rest of the time.

At their speed, it would have only taken five or six days, but at Chen Qingyang's request, they went around in a big circle, and finally it took half a month to arrive at Songshan.

On the way up the mountain, Chen Qingyang had already discovered the Shaolin Temple, which was called "the first temple in the world".

Shaolin Temple is the holy place of Buddhism in China, known as "the world's kung fu out of Shaolin, Shaolin kung fu is the world's first", although this is a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to prove the status of Shaolin Temple in the hearts of warriors.

"It's in the Shaolin Temple, but it's not the Shaolin Temple you see." Huang Fengming said with a smile.

"Is there another Shaolin Temple?" Chen Qingyang asked suspiciously.

The Shaolin Temple that Chen Qingyang saw was located in the Shaomu Mountain in the hinterland of Songshan Mountain, and the position where the two of them were standing at this time was on the other side of the mountain, where the cliff was steep, and below was a primeval jungle that did not see the light of day, and there was almost no trace of human beings.

Huang Fengming didn't answer Chen Qingyang's question, just glanced down at the cliff below, then looked at Chen Qingyang with a smile on his face, and asked, "Do you dare to jump?" ”

Chen Qingyang was stunned for a moment, according to his estimate, this cliff is at least three hundred meters high, not to mention that it is him now, even if he has the strength of his peak, jumping from this height, he will be shattered in an instant, and there is no possibility of survival.

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"Don't dare, but if Grandpa Feng asks me to jump, I won't frown." Chen Qingyang said.

Huang Fengming is a martial artist in the innate realm, his methods are mysterious and unpredictable, and he has saved his life, Chen Qingyang naturally trusts him 100%.

"Then jump down." Huang Fengming said.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Qingyang really didn't hesitate, jumped and jumped directly from the edge of the three-hundred-meter-high cliff.

The cold wind whistled, his face was extremely painful, and his body fell rapidly at the speed of free fall, and he was about to hit the mountain full of rubble, when suddenly an invisible energy swept in, wrapping Chen Qingyang's body tightly.

Before Chen Qingyang could react, his body, which had fallen rapidly, fell steadily to the ground in less than half a second, making Chen Qingyang feel like he had just woken up from a dream.

"This is the qi of the legendary warrior?" After Chen Qingyang came back to his senses, he looked at Huang Fengming with excited eyes and asked.

The martial artist is all the way, from no vitality, from strength to anger, because of the qi condensation pill, even if Chen Qingyang has reached the late stage of condensation, he still uses the lowest level of strength.

The rumored innate master can condense strength, a more advanced ability than strength, although he can't call the wind and rain, but he can resist the wind.

Chen Qingyang could fall smoothly from a height of 300 meters, obviously Huang Fengming protected him with his strength just now.

As for the stronger master of the Qi Condensation Pill, it really exists in mythology, and even Huang Fengming is far behind.

"Hmm." Huang Fengming nodded slightly, looked at the dense jungle in front of him, and said, "Let's go, he already knows that we are coming." ”

Chen Qingyang followed Huang Fengming's gaze and vaguely found that there was an ancient building standing in the dense jungle, less than a hundred meters away from them.

The two quickly came to the building, and Chen Qingyang looked up to see that there was a plaque hanging crookedly on the ruined gate, with four ancient characters written on the plaque.

"Shaolin Ancient Temple!"

This is another Shaolin temple in Huang Fengming's mouth, but depending on the situation, this ancient temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and it has long been surrounded by weeds and trees, and there is no sign of human activity.

Could it be that the master in Huang Fengming's mouth lives here?