"Elder Zhong, since I really can't break through to the late stage of Qi training, then forget it, anyway, I can now use the Fireball Technique and the Ice Spike Technique, and ordinary mountain birds and beasts are no longer close to me.

"It's better to find a remote village to live in, Lang Xiao and I go up the mountain to hunt every day, get some cherished mountain goods for money, wouldn't we be happy!" A tall, thin young man with a slightly yellow face said helplessly.

"Humph! I can warn you, if you don't cultivate to the late stage of Qi cultivation as soon as possible, you won't have much time to live! The old man's voice sounded in the young man's head.

The young man frowned and said, "But you also know that it's not that I haven't worked hard enough, in the past four years or so, I have been cultivating almost all of my time except for eating, but from my cultivation half a year ago to the middle of the Qi refining period, the spiritual power in my body has not advanced an inch. ”

"The old man knew that you were cultivating hard, but he didn't expect that in the human world ten thousand years later, the aura would be so thin!

"In vain, the old man spent a lot of effort to transform your physique, if he had known this, he should not have taught you to cultivate the Five Elements Returning to the Yuan Gong in the first place, and he would have picked a single spiritual power attribute for you, and the cultivation speed would be stronger than now." The old man said with annoyance.

"You've said this many times, but where are you going to find the opportunity to break through the bottleneck?" The young man asked.

"Humph! How can you deliberately look for chance? Let's find a larger city first and see if we can find some elixir and herbs to try! The old man said angrily.

The young man was Sun Yi'an, who had been practicing penance in the valley for four and a half years.

And the old man is naturally Zhong Lao.

Now Sun Yi'an is taller than before, and the sallow on his face has receded a little, but there is no change.

Half a year ago, Sun Yi'an finally completed the first layer of the Five Elements Guiyuan Gong, and his own cultivation had also reached the peak realm of the middle of the Qi refining period.

Under Zhong Lao's guidance, he was finally able to successfully perform the "immortal arts" he had dreamed of—the Fire Bullet Technique and the Ice Spike Technique.

Sun Yi'an, who was extremely excited, finally calmed down and cultivated the second layer of the Five Elements Returning Yuan Gong after several days of non-stop groping and performing the two techniques he had just learned, and began to try to impact the late stage of the Qi refining period.

Soon, something happened that made him very depressed, because in the next few months, no matter how much he cultivated, the five-colored aura in the dantian showed no sign of continuing to increase. And the second layer of the Five Elements Guiyuan Gong was also unable to operate due to the lack of spiritual power in the body.

Sun Yi'an, who was helpless, had to wake up Zhong Lao, who was sleeping in his body, to ask a question or two.

Who knew that Zhong Lao became extremely emotional after learning about this, and while scolding him for his stupid qualifications, he complained that the aura of heaven and earth was too thin, which made him inexplicable for a while.

At the urging of Zhong Lao, he had to leave the small valley where he had lived for more than four years and go out to seek the so-called opportunity to break through the bottleneck of cultivation.

"Lang Xiao, hurry up, in a few days, we should be able to get out of the mountain!" Sun Yi'an urged a silver mountain wolf behind him.

Lang Xiao is naturally the wolf cub "Little Gray Gray" that Sun Yi'an picked up four years ago.

Miraculously, the wolf's original hair was not pure silver, but silver-gray.

Or because he often crouched down beside Sun Yi'an, who was meditating on his knees, and inadvertently absorbed the rich heaven and earth aura condensed during his cultivation, after slowly growing up, this wolf was not only extremely vigorous, ordinary tigers and leopards could not fight it, but also his hair became silver.

Obviously, the name "Little Gray Ash" no longer suits it.

One night, Sun Yi'an happened to see the silver-haired wolf howling at the moon, quite a bit of the legendary wolf howling the moon, so he was inspired and gave it the name of "Langxiao", for which Sun Yi'an was quite complacent.

……

Jiang Guo, Qingshui City.

Named after the Qingshui River that runs through the city, Qingshui City is the largest city in the southeast of Jiang Kingdom, with a population of tens of millions.

The water and land in the city are connected, and the merchants and travelers from the south to the north are like a stream. In addition, the climate is warm like spring all year round, and the scenery is pleasant, attracting a lot of rich and famous people to settle here.

Therefore, in terms of wealth alone, Seisuijo is not inferior to Kyoto Hanseong.

Sun Yi'an, who lasted for several months, finally walked out of the inaccessible Wanren Mountain Range.

At this time, looking at the bustling crowd in front of him and listening to the noisy sound in his ears, Sun Yixin felt like a world away.

Thankfully, what he had been fearing didn't happen, and the city didn't hang a wanted portrait of him.

After being stunned for a while, Sun Yi'an walked to a street corner, put some of the mountain goods and animal skins he was carrying along the way in front of him, and silently squatted on the ground to look at the passing crowd.

"Yo! This tiger skin is good, little brother, how do you sell this tiger skin? ”

"Three, three taels of silver" Seeing that someone was inquiring, Sun Yi'an, who had not communicated with anyone for too long, replied with a slight stammer.

"Three taels of silver? In this way, even with this deer antler, I will give you five taels of silver, how about it? The inquirer asked.

"Hmm...... Okay, here you go! Sun Yi'an replied after a moment's thought.

Half a day later, Sun Yi'an sold all the mountain goods, touched the silver taels on his waist, and showed a smile on his face.

Looking down at his tattered clothes and shortened trousers, he smiled bitterly again and walked towards a cloth house......

Sun Yi'an, dressed in a brand-new blue robe, stood in front of the gate and looked at the newly rented courtyard with satisfaction. Although this place is a little remote, it is clean and refreshing.

It's just that when he thinks of the rent of three taels of silver a month, he can't help but feel a little painful.

Originally, after selling those cherished mountain goods and animal skins, he had a full thirty taels of silver! Now after buying clothes and renting the courtyard, and adding some necessities such as bedding, there are only about 20 taels left.

Looks like he's going to have to save some money in the future, he thought to himself.

Sun Yi'an lived in Qingshui City for more than half a year, and during this period, he ran to almost all the pharmacies in Qingshui City with a list of herbs designated by Zhong Lao for him to buy, but as long as the pharmacy guys heard the name of the medicine he reported, they all shook their heads again and again, saying that they had never heard of it.

After a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. Of course, during this time, he would still insist on meditating and cultivating for an hour or two every night, first, he had become a little accustomed to it over the years, and second, even if he couldn't absorb those spiritual energy, that mountain wolf Lang Xiao liked it very much.

For his cultivation, the Zhong Lao in his body was even more attentive than him. Seeing that he had not made an inch of progress in his cultivation for such a long time, he became more anxious, and sometimes he would even scold him and blame him.

Although he has never heard his voice and not seen his person over the years, and he doesn't know whether the other party is a ghost or a god, he still has some gratitude to Zhong Lao in his heart.

Whether it is teaching him to cultivate or working tirelessly every day for so many years to help him condense his spiritual power and restore the true yuan, it is a great kindness to him Sun Yi'an.

"Maybe Zhong Lao just has some hatred for me, and iron can't become steel!"

Sun Yi'an thought so.

The days went by like this for several months, and Sun Yi'an did not break through the medium-term bottleneck as he wished, until he met those two eccentric old men......