"Bang bang bang!"

"Ahh

In the early morning, there was a sudden burst of muffled sonic booms in the quiet woods, interspersed with occasional moans of pain.

You don't need to look at it to know that it was Ling Yunfeng who was trained by that powerful energy and fell on his body.

In the woods, Ling Yunfeng's figure was constantly dodging between the dense energy training, and occasionally condensed a few attacks to blast towards Qiu Lao.

However, all of his attacks were easily avoided by Qiu Lao, and he couldn't get any close to Qiu Lao's body at all.

At noon, the rays of the scorching sun shine through the dense foliage directly into the trees, leaving many mottled circles of light on the ground.

The breeze blows, the leaves rustle, the circle of light on the ground becomes bright for a while, dim for a while, and from time to time there are pieces of fallen leaves falling from the sky and falling quietly on the ground, looking shadowy.

In the woods, Ling Yunfeng bent over, his hands supported his knees, his mouth was panting for hot air, his naked upper body was stained with a mixture of sweat and dust and grass clippings, and there were red and swollen blood marks on his body, which could be called scaly wounds all over his body, and Ling Yunfeng grinned for a while and took a breath of cool air.

"That's it for today, go back to the cave quickly, soak in the medicine pool and cultivate, don't leave any sequelae. Qiu Lao left a word of concern that he had said many times, and then his figure flashed and disappeared in place strangely.

Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng breathed a heavy sigh of relief, today's 'beating' was finally over, and then he shook his head helplessly, grabbed his robe hanging on a nearby tree and put it on his shoulder, and ran towards the direction of the cave.

As soon as he returned to the cave, Ling Yunfeng, who had already been unable to bear the pain, quickly jumped into a puddle full of yellow-brown potion, and soaked his entire body in the medicinal liquid, revealing only one head on the surface of the water.

The yellow-brown liquid was stained on the bruised skin, and the cold touch made the pain on Ling Yunfeng's body slightly lessen.

Ling Yunfeng suddenly took a few deep breaths of cool air, and the fluttering feeling made him slowly close his eyes as if he was enjoying it, and lay straight in the puddle, not bothering to move.

Leaning his body softly on the edge of the puddle, Ling Yunfeng's rapid breathing between his noses gradually stabilized, and at the end, a low snoring sound came out of his nose vaguely.

After experiencing a painful torture, Ling Yunfeng finally couldn't bear the double exhaustion of spirit and body, and fell asleep deeply.

During Ling Yunfeng's sleep, the yellow-brown liquid swayed slightly, and a faint trace of gentle energy quietly burrowed into his body along the slightly open pores of his body, washing away the somewhat hideous bruises, and at the same time, it also continued to add vitality and strengthen his body that had reached its limit...... The slumber continues, and the reinforcement goes on unconsciously.

While strengthening and repairing Ling Yunfeng's body, the yellow-brown water liquid in the puddle was gradually fading, obviously, the medicinal power contained in the water liquid was about to be squandered by Ling Yunfeng.

This yellow-brown potion was a healing potion that Qiu Lao had personally refined for Ling Yunfeng.

According to Qiu Lao, this yellow-brown liquid is called Wenyang Spirit Liquid, which is not only a healing medicine for both internal and external use, but also has the effect of strengthening the body.

Ling Yunfeng was also very surprised when he saw Qiu Lao's alchemy for the first time, and only then did he know that Qiu Lao was also an alchemist, and it seemed that he was still a high-level alchemist.

However, as for the number of ranks, Qiu Lao didn't tell Ling Yunfeng. The latter is even more invisible.

At the same time, Qiu Lao's alchemy technique also opened Ling Yunfeng's eyes.

Qiu Lao did not use the medicine pod when refining the pill, and the powerful soul power directly wrapped the elixir and suspended it in mid-air, and then the martial qi on the palm of his hand turned into a substantial flame to refine several medicinal materials together.

"How much soul power and martial energy does it take to refine several medicinal materials together?" Ling Yunfeng looked at that scene in amazement, his expression extremely shocked.

He can refine medicine without a medicine tripod, this is the first time he has seen it, even if he uses a medicine tripod to refine medicine, it is not so easy.

I saw that Qiu Lao's alchemy technique was like a smooth flow, and the temperature of the flame and the fusion of medicinal properties in each process of elixir refining were all controlled very accurately, and the control of all links was extremely handy.

During the entire alchemy process, the expression on Qiu Lao's old and sharp face did not change at all, and he always maintained a calm appearance, as if he was doing an extremely simple and ordinary thing.

Ling Yunfeng couldn't help but be deeply amazed by Qiu Lao's alchemy strength, you must know that it is impossible for an ordinary alchemist to refine the pill without a pill pod when refining the pill.

Moreover, each medicinal material has to be refined one after another, and finally fused together, it is indeed rare to find such a one-pot cooking method as Qiu Lao, how much soul power is required.

The optimal temperature at which each medicinal material is refined is different, and the flame must be suppressed with the soul to reach the optimal temperature for the medicinal material to melt in order to refine the medicinal material intact.

Refining several elixirs at the same time like Qiu Lao meant that he had to divide his soul power into several pieces, controlling the refining of several elixirs respectively. Come to think of it, you know how much soul power is required.

Ling Yunfeng could imagine that if his alchemy technique was guided by Qiu Lao, he would definitely make great progress.

However, he still didn't fully trust Qiu Lao, so he didn't dare to reveal his identity as an alchemist.

Even his set of wind and thunder shook didn't dare to show it for Qiu Lao to point out, and the long sword he used on weekdays was just an ordinary weapon with an ordinary texture, and he didn't use his own treasure long sword.

Time passed slowly, and when Ling Yunfeng woke up from the puddle, it was already afternoon.

Rubbing his somewhat tired eyes, Ling Yunfeng looked at the scars on his body and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Not to mention, the medicinal effect of the elixir refined by Qiu Lao was really miraculous, and the scars on Ling Yunfeng's body had completely reduced their swelling after an afternoon of soaking, leaving only a few faint red marks on his body.

"Whoa!"

Ling Yunfeng slowly stood up from the puddle and looked at the puddle under him, the original yellow-brown puddle had become clear, obviously the medicinal properties in it had been exhausted by himself.

Immediately, Ling Yunfeng quickly got dressed, then returned to the cave and sat cross-legged, forming a mystical seal in front of him, and began to practice pranayama, and after a while, he entered the realm of selfless cultivation......

The next day, before the first rays of morning light poured on the earth, Ling Yunfeng got up early and went to the woods.

As soon as he reached a clearing in the woods, an illusory figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Seeing the slightly illusory old figure floating in front of him, Ling Yunfeng smiled slightly bitterly, Qiu Lao's strength was really unfathomable, and every time he didn't know how the other party appeared.

The figure of the other party is simply ghostly, elusive.

The early morning woods were not quiet for long, and a low sonic boom and screams echoed through the mountains and forests. You can know with your nose that Ling Yunfeng is "enjoying" the "beating" once a day again.

However, the benefits of this "beating" are also obvious, after this period of "beating". Ling Yunfeng felt that the exaggeration of his martial qi caused by his rapid improvement in cultivation had stabilized, and the martial qi in his body was much more condensed than before.

Not only that, Ling Yunfeng felt that the strength of his physical body was more than one or two times stronger than before, and he felt that even if he resisted the full force of a five-fold martial artist now, it would not be much of a problem.

Of course, all this is just his guess, and the specific situation will not be known until the actual battle. However, in this Demon Abyss Mountain Range, he will definitely not lack test subjects.

In this way, every day was spent in beating and cultivation, and more than a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

On a steep mountain peak that reaches straight into the clouds, the clouds and mist are shrouded, like a hazy fairyland. The peaks are like knives and axes, and there are steep cliffs on all sides. Two figures appeared on the top of this mountain.

"Boy, I have already pointed out a path to the strong for you, and the next road is for you to explore and hone by yourself, and you will never be able to become a real strong person if you always have others to guide you step by step. The real strong must walk out of their own strong road, your talent is good, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, it will not take a few years to achieve something. On the top of the mountain, Qiu Lao's illusory soul body was suspended in mid-air and said to Ling Yunfeng in front of him.

"Hmm!" Ling Yunfeng nodded, these words had been preached to him by his master in his previous life, how could he not understand.

"Boy, you have this ring. With a wave of Old Man Qiu's illusory sleeve robe, a crimson ring suddenly swept out of his hand, turning into a streamer and floating in front of Ling Yunfeng.

Ling Yunfeng reached out and grabbed the ring in the palm of his hand. Then his eyes fell on the ring on the palm of his hand.

I saw that it was a crimson and simple ring, and I didn't know what material it was made of, and there was a warm feeling in the palm of my hand. This ring is not very beautiful, and it looks a bit like a miniature medicine pod.

"Teacher, is this ......?" Ling Yunfeng raised his head and asked with a puzzled look.

"It's not a good thing, but it might save your life when it matters. Qiu Lao said lightly.

"Oh. Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng's eyes lit up, and his face showed a little joy, it is strange that the things Qiu Lao gave were not good things, although he didn't know what it was, but Qiu Lao said that he could save his life at a critical moment.

"Also, you can't put this thing in any storage space, just wear it on your finger, otherwise it won't work. Qiu Lao reminded again.

"Oh. Originally, Ling Yunfeng wanted to put it in the storage bag on his waist, but after hearing what Qiu Lao said, he put it on the ring finger of his right hand.