Chapter Ninety-One: Encountering the Dead

After three days of hard cultivation, Qingyang finally filled the mana in his dantian again, and all the cold qi in his body was forced out because of the cold of the demon snake ice arrow.

At this time, Qingyang only felt clear but refreshed, and his intuitive self-cultivation had improved again.

Divine sense sensing has increased a lot compared to before.

Especially feeling the two golden wheels of dazzling gold in the dantian, I am even more happy.

On the road of cultivation, if you do not advance, you will retreat, and only by constantly improving can you go far on the road of seeking the Tao.

It's just that although the cultivation has increased, Qingyang and Feiyi don't want to experience such a thing anymore, they were chased and killed by a demon snake who was about to turn into a dragon, and they escaped with their lives, which is exciting to say, but it was really experienced, and Qingyang knew the horror in it.

Walking out of the cave, Qingyang and Feiyi glanced at each other, laughed, and escaped death, at this time Qingyang only felt that the extremely oppressive blood-red sky was also a little brighter.

After laughing wildly, one man and one beast continued to travel.

In the wilderness, one man and one beast saved the human race, killed the fierce beast, and half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Qingyang's evil qi, which had been covered by the foundation building, had become more dense after half a year of fighting, and although his whole body was clean and clean, those eyes were telling others about his killing in the past six months.

After half a year of fighting and cultivating, his cultivation at this time has gone one step further, and he has already reached the third turn of gold liquid, and he is only one step away from reaching the middle stage of foundation building.

This kind of cultivation speed is like a rocket for others.

For an ordinary foundation building monk, it would take several years or even more than ten years for each turn of the foundation building liquid, but he only completed the three turns of the gold liquid in one fell swoop in just half a year, and this speed is not shocking.

But only the fat widow who has been by Qingyang's side knows what Qingyang has experienced in the past six months.

Every bit of progress that can be collected from him is struggling to complete on the edge of life and death.

I don't know if it's because they ran out of luck in the three years with Qingyuan and Qingyang or what's going on, in the past six months, they have been in danger many times, and they have been chased and killed by Jindan monks or demon kings several times, and as for the demon generals or human races who have met the foundation of the consummation, there are countless of them.

Qingyang didn't expect that there were so many powerful monks between heaven and earth, and before, hearing that where someone built a foundation, it was a big event that was enough to shake the Southern Wilderness.

But now, these foundation-building monks or demon generals are like weeds on the side of the road, everywhere.

Although because the two of them are not small in ability and cooperate tacitly, they are both thrilling and dangerous, but now they are also tired.

On this day, Qingyang and Feiyi came to an inn, looking at the name of the inn, Qingyang and Feiyi couldn't help laughing.

On the plaque on the door of the inn, it reads "Zhonghou Inn." ”

This made Qingyang can't help but think of the fat man who even shouted to pay attention to the tables, chairs and benches even in the fight.

Walking into the inn, I saw a few diners sitting sparsely in the lobby, and a fat man behind the front desk was fiddling with his abacus.

Qingyang took a closer look, smiled, and shouted loudly, "Boss, can't you do business, and you don't greet guests when they come?" ”

"Here, guest officer, you're invited!"

The fat man took the abacus and ran out neatly.

"Guest officer, are you on the tip or staying?"

Qingyang looked at this fat man and laughed, he didn't expect that this fat man would not forget to open an inn wherever he went.

The fat man heard the laughter, looked up, and didn't see it clearly, after Qingyang built the foundation now, his momentum has changed greatly, and it is very different from the previous innate realm, except that the appearance is still somewhat similar, almost like two people.

After looking carefully, the fat man's face changed, and he pushed Qingyang and said, "Get out!" Get out! ”

Qingyang was pushed inexplicably by him, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhonghou, you and I are old people, old people see each other, why do you refuse to be thousands of miles away?" ”

"Let's go! As soon as you kid come, it must be no good thing, last time in Liuhe City, how many tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks broke me, and also broke one of my walls, and now I come again, I can't open this inn? ”

"Brother Zhonghou's words are not loyal, although I broke your tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks and walls last time, didn't I lose money, you still made a small profit, why did you drive the old people out today?"

"You're embarrassed, is that what you paid for?"

Fan Zhonghou stopped pushing him and scolded with a smile.

Qingyang saw that he was no longer driving people, and said with a smile, "What, Brother Zhonghou, the old man is far away, and it is not good to drink and eat well?" ”

"It's been a long time and there are good dishes, but you have to pay for it!"

Qingyang had no choice but to take out a red dragon fruit, throw it to him, and said, This is the money for wine and food and accommodation.

As soon as the red dragon fruit came out, the other diners in the inn looked at it.

"Spirit Fruit?!"

Fan Zhonghou was also shocked by Qingyang's handwriting, but he reacted quickly, hurriedly took the spirit fruit into his arms, put on a smiling face and said, "Oh, isn't this Brother Qingyang, look at my eyes, I didn't see it clearly just now that it was you, brother, don't sit down." ”

Then he scolded the guy in the inn, "You thing that has no eyesight, didn't you see my Qingyang brother coming, don't you come to make a pot of tea." ”

The guy was stunned by his scolding, and asked stupidly, "Shopkeeper, is the good tea you said really good tea?" ”

Fan Zhonghou's face turned black in an instant.

The fat remnant didn't hold back and laughed.

Qingyang looked at the pair of masters and apprentices, and also thought it was funny.

This guy Qingyang knew, it was the guy in Liuhe City before, when Qingyang knew that this person was Fan Zhonghou's disciple when he was talking to Fan Zhonghou, but he didn't know why Fan Zhonghou was such a cunning and treacherous businessman, but he accepted such a simple and upright disciple.

This is probably what I don't have, so I like it more and more.

This disciple had just entered the cultivation gate when he was in Liuhe City before, but now he had reached the innate realm, and he could be regarded as a genius.

Fan Zhonghou stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of his head, and scolded, "Naturally it is good tea, when did your shopkeeper ever pass shoddy?" ”

The guy went to make tea with an aggrieved face, and muttered as he walked, "It's not the first time you've shouted to make tea, but instead of dried leaves." ”

He thought he was speaking quietly, but whether it was Qingyang or Fan Zhonghou, they were both successful people, and they heard it very clearly in their ears.

Qingyang couldn't help laughing, Fan Zhonghou was embarrassed, his face changed and changed, thinking that he was the disciple he had chosen thousands of times, after all, he was reluctant to drive him out of the door, so he had to suppress his anger and calm down his mood before saying to Qingyang, "Brother Qingyang, don't blame, this kid is ignorant and talks nonsense." You know me, I am definitely a loyal person, and I never do anything that is shoddy. ”

Qingyang nodded with a smile and said, "Brother Zhonghou is right, I naturally believe it!" ”

At this moment, the guy had already made the tea and brought it up, Qingyang looked at the tea and said with a smile, "Brother Zhonghou, don't you want to entertain my brother with leaves!" ”