Yan Chixia is in the middle of the Yuan Infancy, so what is the level of the rest of the people?

At a glance, it can be made Yan Chixia to collect in Lanruo Temple, and the thousand-year-old tree spirit is probably similar to Yan Chixia, at least it is also the existence of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the more powerful Black Mountain is not simple, a clone almost took away Yan Chixia, presumably it is also the strength of the late Yuan Infant, which should not be underestimated.

Thinking of these, Wang Hao's heart was pounding, because now what he had to face was not the Black Mountain, nor the thousand-year-old tree spirit, but the hidden national teacher!

That national teacher was able to beat Yan Chixia to the ground in a short time, and he used such a divine skill as the Yuan Shen Out of the Body to use it, so he must have reached a higher level.

"By the way, Brother Yan, since you are now in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, can you use the Yuan Shen to get out of the body?" Wang Hao then asked.

After saying this, Wang Hao saw Yan Chixia looking at him with strange eyes, and Wang Hao, who was staring at him, gave up with a wry smile.

"The out-of-body spirit is used only by cultivators who reach the refinement of the gods, unless you have any special exercises, otherwise it can only be so, relative to the level you said, it should be the distraction period."

Thinking that Wang Hao is now just an existence in the foundation building period, Yan Chixia still explained, but Wang Hao obviously has a master, and it is still a little strange that this kind of thing was not told.

"Uh, I see, I see, come, keep drinking!" Only then did Wang Hao understand, and pretended to take out a few bottles of wine from his arms, and continued to drink them with Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia had already discovered that this wine was coming from the wrong place, and Wang Hao, who was obviously with a clean breeze on his sleeves, actually took out something out of nowhere, which made him strange, and now he looked at it closely, and only then did he take a deep look at Wang Hao.

Where did this come out, presumably the young man in front of him had some kind of treasure that could store things, similar to the existence of mustard seeds.

If it were someone else, Wang Hao's action would definitely bring him the scourge of killing, mustard seeds are indeed uncommon in some cultivation planes, but in the place of A Chinese Ghost Story, there are very few, and it is considered the treasure of the town faction, and it is naturally not good to show it casually.

However, Yan Chixia's nature is not the kind of person who kills people and grabs treasures, and he can't do such a thing when he is jealous and hateful all his life, so he pretends not to see it.

And how can Wang Hao be a careless person, walking the rivers and lakes without revealing his wealth naturally understands that this action was deliberately done by Wang Hao.

After experiencing a lot of worlds, Wang Hao found that everyone was the same as depicted in the movie, especially the personality, but Wang Hao still gave it a try just in case.

Now Yan Chixia is seriously injured, it is the best time, the other party has the ability to deal with himself, but he also has to pay something, so it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

However, from Yan Chixia's eyes, Wang Hao only saw a trace of envy, and there was no greed, which made Wang Hao feel at ease.

The two of you come and go, and it didn't take long for seven or eight bottles of special Moutai to go on like this, even if they were cultivators, they were a little drunk, mainly because neither of them deliberately rescued, otherwise they wouldn't be drunk no matter how much they wanted.

"I said Brother Yan, the current court traitors are in charge, and the people in the world are miserable, I don't know if Brother Yan is interested in going to the world and going on a walk!"

Wang Hao, who was not half drunk, asked this sentence in a daze.

As soon as the words came out, the huge temple became extremely quiet, Wang Hao waited for Yan Chixia's answer, and Yan Chixia was thinking about something, and was silent for a long time.

"Little brother understands!" Wang Hao couldn't hear the answer for a long time, and suddenly said this sentence, and after speaking, he took out another sip of wine, and then fell asleep.

And when Wang Hao fell asleep, Yan Chixia's eyes also brightened a lot, looked at Wang Hao lying on the side, and sighed.

"The ministers are in charge, the emperor is not mediocre, he is blinded, I am a martial artist, how can I kill the chaos in the world, my heart is bright, my body is old, it's just ~~~" In the end, Yan Chixia also closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Only the snoring of the two of them was left in Lanruo Temple, and they slept extremely peacefully, because it was safe.

No one in Lanruo Temple dared to break in, plus their two masters were there, and no one was afraid to come, if there were people at this moment, even if they were drunk, the two of them would still be able to sober up in an instant and kill them, this is the power of people in cultivation!

When Wang Hao woke up, the sun had already shone into the temple.

Wang Hao was woken up by the sunshine, stretched his waist, Wang Hao walked to the courtyard and looked up.

Although this Lanruo Temple is known as a ghost land, now that the thousand-year-old tree spirit has been killed, the demonic spirit has gradually dissipated, and some solemn feelings have been returned to this temple.

This Lanruo Temple was originally a big temple here, because the monks in the temple left, and the monsters were rampant, which led to the ruin of this place. A solemn temple is naturally chosen to pay attention to, so as soon as Wang Hao arrived at the courtyard, he felt a kind of tranquility.

"Brother Yan." After Wang Hao saw Yan Chixia, he stepped forward to say hello, and then watched from the side.

At this moment, Yan Chixia was playing a set of boxing methods there, Wang Hao looked at it for a while, and found that this boxing method was not mysterious, it was very ordinary, but it had the power of Shaolin Luohan boxing, and it was a tiger and a tiger.

Naturally, she was puzzled, Yan Chixia was originally a cultivator, and she cultivated the Dao Law, how could she fight this seemingly useless fist for no reason, and there must be something else in it, so she took a closer look.

"Whew~"

After a while, Yan Chixia stood up and took a breath before looking at Wang Hao, and when she saw Wang Hao looking at herself carefully, she walked over with a slight smile.

"How about my boxing?" Yan Chixia asked.

"Although I don't know what the mystery is, Brother Yan's body seems to be better than before, can this punch method cure injuries?"

Wang Hao naturally saw that Yan Chixia's body was a little better than just now, especially in the progress of boxing, Yan Chixia's face was still a little pale halfway, but after the fight, it actually became ruddy.

"Wrong, this is a set of ordinary boxing techniques, no matter who fights, it will be the same, and it will not have a healing effect." Yan Chixia laughed and shook her head and replied.

"What do you think the monk is cultivating?" Yan Chixia asked sternly.

"Naturally, it is the essence of cultivation, essence is the essence of people, and only when the spirit is condensed will be stronger.

Qi is the fundamental qi, and it can also be regarded as the breath, and after the breath is practiced, the body will become stronger, giving the cultivator a better physique to carry more strength.

And God is divine consciousness, and it is also a divine soul, and if you practice it to the extreme, you can distract your mind, and your soul will not perish when it is separated from the body, and it will not grow old and die without leaving the body. Brother Yan, I'm right. After thinking about it for a while, Wang Hao began to say his cognition.

Yan Chixia was still smiling after hearing this, but no matter how she was smiling, she couldn't see the euphemism.

"Wrong, big mistake!"

(To be continued.) )