In the daytime pavilion, there are a variety of books, which makes people dizzy.

A quaint old man in gray drooped his head and dirty and disorderly hair, no matter who came in or out, he did not lift his eyelids, but closed his eyes as if he was napping, as if the world had nothing to do with it.

Qingyang looked at the Ziyun disciples who came in and out, but he didn't know where the book about the Eight Veins of the Qi Jing was, so he had to target the gray-clothed old man.

"This senior, may I ask" Qingyang walked up to him and said weakly.

"Excuse me" Qingyang looked at the old man as if he was snoring, so he had to ask again.

But the old man still didn't pay attention to Qingyang, and the corners of Qingyang's mouth twitched, this old man, ahh

Suddenly, Qingyang had an idea, and touched the Ziyan Order on his waist with one hand, those guys just now had been talking for so long, it was nothing more than asking for this Ziyan Order, and what to say that because Qingyang ruined the opportunity for his breakthrough, it was just a joke!

"Let's see if this purple word order works!" Qingyang muttered. Immediately, he took out the purple word order and shook it in front of the old man, and said loudly: "Senior! This is the purple word order, I want to ask something!"

At the moment when Qingyang said the purple words, the old man seemed to be conscious, and slowly opened his eyelids that looked like they weighed a thousand pounds, but there was no imaginary turbidity, but a light shot out abruptly, Qingyang only felt that the sky was spinning for a moment, and his head was splitting!

"Damn! It's this feeling again!" Qingyang unconsciously scolded in a low voice, this feeling was the same as staring at the door number in front of the Ziyun Gate, it was hard to feel like vomiting.

"Haha! The little doll is fat! Disturb my dreams! This is a lesson for you!" said the old man in gray loudly. The disciples around him were panicked when they heard the sound, and quickly put the book in their hands back in place, and slipped out of the day pavilion as if they were fleeing.

It seems that this old man also has something unique!

After a while, Qingyang withdrew from this dizzy state. The first thing Qingyang did when he woke up was to open his mouth wide and scold at the old man: "Stinky old man! Is it interesting to bully juniors? I just want to ask for something! You treat me like this!"

"Hmm, it seems that I don't have a small opinion of Long Lao?" the old man who called himself Long Lao stared at Qingyang with wide eyes.

Qingyang only felt cold sweat, waved his hand again and again, and smiled awkwardly: "Hehe! Don't dare, you are so handsome! The moment I saw your show eyes lit up, I was lost in it!"

Hmm~~ Qingyang wanted to vomit, this was the most disgusting thing he had ever said since he grew so old

"you! little thing, there is no cover in the mouth! Say it, say it! What the hell, if you didn't have a purple word order, Lao Tzu wouldn't have birded you!"

"Uh. That's right, Elder Long, I want to find some information related to the eight veins of the Qi Sutra to read, in case of Qi refining. Qingyang said sincerely.

"Hehe, it seems that you kid made that movement last night?" said Long Lao jokingly.

Khan, it turns out that this matter has spread so far that it is estimated that no one in the Purple Cloud Gate knows about it

"Hehe, this isn't like a kid accidentally got it. This is also caused by ignorance, and Wanglong is not surprised. Eh, I wonder if Elder Long knows where the book of the Eight Veins of the Qi Jing is?" Qingyang said cautiously.

"Well, what? accidentally? haha! You kid is really interesting, with your talent, it's a pity. That's it, this book of eight veins of the Wonder Sutra is on the third floor. Follow me. Long Lao smiled, and immediately shook his hand and motioned for Qingyang to follow him.

"Another strange sentence, what the hell is going on with this Purple Cloud Gate? Why do they all say that I really think that Ouyang Feng's heart is really known, everyone knows it, but the soldiers will block the water and cover it! I have no choice!" Qingyang said secretly in his heart, and immediately followed Long Lao's footsteps

When he came out of the Day Pavilion, Qingyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, that Long Lao was not easy to mess with, since he opened his eyes, Qingyang felt that there was an invisible pressure enveloping him, extremely depressed.

"Let's hurry back to Panshi Peak! Hurry up and understand the eight veins of the Qi Sutra! Then improve your strength, strength is the most important thing!" Qingyang said secretly.

In the evening, on Panshi Peak, Qingyang sat cross-legged, and in front of him was Ouyang Feng!

To say that this Qingyang's memory is really terrifying, it only took half a day to remember the eight veins of this strange meridian. So there was the current scene, Ouyang Feng began to teach the Devouring Spirit Technique.

"Devouring Spirit Formula, as the name suggests, will absorb the royal qi into the body and then run them, this is the formula, but this time the formula is relatively short, I estimate that with your superhuman memory, it will be a quarter of an hour. ”

"Listen! In the underworld, there are gods who are complacent, swallowing the heavens and the earth, flowing around the meridians, and the mind is gathered and controlled, as if the gods dominate all streams."

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, Qingyang began the real Qi refining in Ouyang Feng's speechless expression!

Qingyang clasped his hands together, and there was a sound in his mouth, which was the mantra of Zixinyin. Slowly, slowly, slowly, Qingyang once again felt the royal aura like a flowing ocean, and Ouyang Feng on the side also looked at the noble purple flower on the top of Qingyang's head with blazing eyes.

Just when the condensation of Wang Qi was about to reach the critical point, Ouyang Feng shouted: "Qingyang, hurry! Devour! Operate the Spirit Technique!"

Hearing this, Qingyang also knew that the time had come, so he immediately spread his hands and made a posture of embracing heaven and earth, and at the same time secretly devouring the spirit trick in his heart!

Suddenly, the royal qi gathered on the purple flowers turned into a bucket of water again, and the diversion rushed into Qingyang's body from all directions, Qingyang only felt that a powerful Liliang was wandering in his body, and gradually, waves of severe pain began to spread throughout his body, Qingyang's eyes were about to crack, the green tendons were rising, and the sweat was rolling down like a bean.

Ouyang Feng, who was on the side, thought it was nothing at first, but as Qingyang's expression became more and more painful, Ouyang Feng immediately realized that something was wrong! This royal qi is too abundant, isn't it! Yes, this demon has absorbed so much royal qi! Even if it is a red flame divine body, there is no reason to be so perverted!

"Qingyang, hurry up! Quickly!Otherwise, you will explode and die!" Ouyang Feng said hurriedly.

But at this moment, Qingyang was in an extremely painful situation, and his mind was almost lost, let alone taking the initiative to control these royal qi!

"Ahh Qingyang looked up to the sky and roared, it hurts too much! Just imagine, your meridians are filled with tyrannical royal qi, and they are constantly impacting your meridians, you can know how painful it is.

"Damn!" Ouyang Feng let out a low roar, and then quickly pinched his hands, and the royal qi on the purple flower was quickly absorbed by Ouyang Feng at a speed visible to the naked eye, but this was not enough to solve Qingyang's problem.

At this time, he saw Ouyang Feng pinching his handprint again, his expression was solemn, and he shouted: "Yan Lingkong!"

In an instant, Ouyang Feng's palms began to fill with flames, Yan hands quickly grabbed Qingyang's shoulders, and the flames quickly pierced into the hairs, consciously controlling the royal qi in Qingyang's body, and soon this method worked!

Qingyang only felt a hot feeling rising in his body, and then the king's qi like training was absorbed by the hot fire, and then the flame became bigger, bigger, and bigger, until Qingyang's whole person became a hot person!

"Whew! It's good that you are the Red Flame Divine Body, otherwise you would really be hopeless!" Ouyang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, it is precisely because Qingyang is a red flame god body that he is not afraid of flame incineration.

Qingyang's brows gradually relaxed, and he gradually felt that the pain was gone, replaced by a warm feeling.

"Qingyang! Quick, use that flame to hit the meridians!"

Qingyang nodded, indicating understanding.