In the golden section, whether it is Qingyi, Qinger, or Jindi, they all gradually feel the resistance.

But the Golden Son was still strolling leisurely, not feeling the slightest resistance.

Such a situation made Qing Yi secretly anxious in his heart, but he was helpless, and the Golden Saint Son smiled indifferently, showing a detached attitude.

The resistance was getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of Qing Yi, Qing Er, and the Golden Eagle slowed down little by little.

In this way, soon, the figure of the Golden Saint Son disappeared from Qingyi's sight.

"What can I do?"

Qingyi's heart turned to think about countermeasures, but in the end, he found that there were almost no countermeasures to think of.

When approaching the junction of the golden road section and the unknown road section, the figure of the golden holy son once again came into Qingyi's eyes.

In that section of the road that I don't know what level it represents, the Golden Son is not easy, every time he takes a step forward, he has to exhaust all his strength, and if he doesn't take a step forward, he has to stop and rest for a while before he can take the next step.

"Qinger, Golden Eagle, let's go!"

Qing Yi silently stared at the Golden Saint Son for a while, and suddenly said to Qing Er and the Golden Eagle.

After finishing speaking, Qingyi dragged Qinger and the golden eagle and took a step forward with great difficulty.

"Buzz~!"

The space rippled, the light and shadow flashed, and the figures of Qingyi, Qinger, and the three golden eagles disappeared without a trace.

......

Chen Qiang didn't know that Qingyi and the others were out, and he had just arrived at the Purple Boundary Monument now.

Now, he is pranayama to recover the consumed true yuan, ready to cross the boundary in one go and embark on a golden journey.

"Boom!"

The true yuan surged, and the mighty momentum exploded, and he exhaled and roared, like a wild bull, and rushed forward.

"Strange, it doesn't seem to be more strenuous than before?!"

Crossing the line, Chen Qiang thought that it would be more laborious than before, but in fact, the size of the resistance gave him a similar feeling.

However, he is not very sure, the long time of fatigue and boring forward makes him a little mentally numb, and his judgment of the size of the resistance may also be biased.

"Is this good luck?"

After stepping on the golden section, it was as if a will came to his heart, making him vaguely know the meaning of embarking on this part of the road.

......

An hour later, Chen Qiang had also arrived at the Golden Boundary Monument, and if he took another step forward, he was about to embark on an unknown path.

But just as he was about to move forward, he raised his eyes and saw the back of the Golden Son.

"The Golden Son is still there, so ...... Qingyi and them?"

Chen Qiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to carefully sense Qing Yi's position.

Qing Yi and Qing Er are his puppets, and the golden eagle is his spiritual pet, and they all have an internal connection with him, as long as they are in the same space, even if the distance is far, he will have some slight induction.

"Not there!"

He couldn't sense the position of Qing Yi, and such a situation could only mean that Qing Yi and they were out.

This made his eyes more determined, he had no way back, and if he wanted to get the spirit gourd, he could only rely on his own efforts.

Qing Yi would think about setting up an ambush to intercept the Golden Saint Son, but Chen Qiang didn't dare to pin his hopes on this, with the identity of the Golden Saint Son, the probability that the elders in his clan would not prepare a death talisman for him was too low, even if they succeeded in intercepting and killing the Golden Saint Son, they would not get anything.

Unless they can continuously intercept and kill the Golden Son until the opponent's death talisman is exhausted, this is simply an impossible task.

There is no absolute advantage in personal strength, only with the advantage of numbers, in the martial arts world, it is too difficult to besiege and kill a person.

"I don't know if the resistance in this section will be the same as before, if it increases a few points, I'm afraid I can only be out!"

In the previous section, Chen Qiang needs to do his best every time he takes a step forward, even if the resistance increases by one point, he is unable to move forward, that is already his limit.

Will can play a very crucial role in many cases, but will alone cannot solve all problems, the limit is the limit, not the will alone can be surpassed.

This time, in order to avoid accidents, Chen Qiang breathed for half an hour, and only when Zhenyuan was full and overflowing and his state adjusted to the best state did he take a firm step forward.

If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent!

"Buzz~!"

With one step, the void was squeezed and trembled by him, and sparks burst out from the soles of his feet, which showed how much strength he used this time.

"Bang!"

With so much force, the soles of his feet slammed into the ground, making a loud 'bang'.

"It's coming!"

Chen Qiang was both surprised and delighted.

I was surprised that I didn't expect him to come this far, and I was happy that he was one step closer to getting the spirit gourd.

"Hmm, how could it be fate!"

As soon as he stepped into the section represented by the gray stone stele, it seemed that a stream of information flowed into Chen Qiang's heart.

The message was telling him that anyone who stepped into this section of the road was a man of impermanence.

"How can it be that fate is impermanent, shouldn't it be luckily impermanent?"

Chen Qiang said secretly in his heart.

"Now we shouldn't be entangled in luck or fate, but impermanence! How can it become impermanence? Wuqi means that it is difficult to compare with Wushuang, but doesn't this impermanence mean that it is uncertain and not necessarily? No matter how you listen to it, it is better to be impermanent, right?"

Chen Qiang frowned secretly.

"That's not right!"

Suddenly thinking of something, Chen Qiang was suddenly shocked in his heart.

"I am a martial cultivator, a martial cultivator who goes against the sky, why should I have that predetermined fate, everything I have should rely on my own hands to fight for!

"No matter if there is no good luck or no fate, my martial arts path will have to rely on myself after all! I take this road of good luck, not to test my good luck, but just to get the spirit gourd!"

Thinking of this, Chen Qiang's mentality, which was originally a bit of a gain and loss, became firm again.

Yes, he didn't come to test his good fortune, but to obtain cultivation resources, even if the test results said that his good fortune was unparalleled in the world?

......

The sound of Chen Qiang's soles landing on the ground was surprisingly loud, and even the Golden Saint Son who was far ahead could hear it.

"Who is it?"

The Golden Saint Son turned his head violently, his eyes were like lightning, like two sharp swords trying to stab Chen Qiang.

Chen Qiang felt something in his heart, and also raised his head and looked at the Golden Holy Son.

"Whew!"

The eyes of the two met in the air, making a sound like the collision of sword qi.

This is not a metaphor, but there is really a slight 'snort' sound, and the eyes of the two of them are condensed with the spirit of the body, which is the collision of the two spirits.

Both of them are still in their infancy, and if they are martial arts powers, they can really kill people with their eyes.

"How could it be him?!"

The Golden Saint Son recognized Chen Qiang, and he was quite surprised.