Hu Tianxiang jumped from the peak of Qianzhang and didn't die, he couldn't help but sigh that he was really fateful. Moreover, vaguely, he somewhat liked the feeling that his life was hanging by a thread, which was very exciting!

So he immediately decided to dance once a day.

Then he went around to the mountain gate and began to go up the mountain, saying "burst" or "ding" while punching, and sometimes walking upside down, and the woodcutter in the mountain saw him, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "This world is crazy again." ”

After Hu Tianxiang became a disciple, the treatment in all aspects has indeed improved a lot, and many places that were strictly forbidden to set foot in the past can now be entered and exited casually, such as the forbidden land of the medicine forest. And you can also receive thirty medium-grade spiritual qi pills every month.

He was anxious to refine the elixir with beauty effects, so he frequently went in and out of the medicinal forest to collect the spiritual herbs he needed, and also named it in advance, called "Yurong Luoyan", and tentatively priced at a price of 100 medium-grade spiritual qi pills. And the cost is all low-grade spirit grass, and the full load is not more than five medium-grade spiritual qi pills.

He didn't feel that he was a profiteer at all, and he also felt that it was cheaper, and he didn't have popularity at first, so he couldn't help it.

In order to refine the "Fortune Pill" as soon as possible, Hu Tianxiang spends most of his time in the dark hall every day.

When he first came, he only felt that the further he went, the stronger the wind became, and after becoming a cultivator, he could sense the existence of aura, and this was indeed the place where the stroke attribute aura of the Qingyun Sect was the strongest.

When he first came, he was still a mortal, but with great perseverance, he took forty-three steps, and now, he is a cultivator, and he can only barely take forty-five steps when he first glimpses the high-level cultivation of the realm, and he can't take more than half a step. He was sure that if he really did it forcibly, the result would only be shattered and his soul destroyed.

Even if it was maintained at forty-five steps, it was very difficult for him, and the wind was blowing all the time, like a cold steel knife, as if it was about to cut him with a thousand knives.

Even so, he was still using his heart and soul for two purposes, absorbing the wind attribute aura, while the true dragon qi was running non-stop.

Liu Ling told him that the first layer of his true dragon qi had been cultivated, and he could transform into the second layer of angry dragon qi, and once the transformation was completed, he could further broaden the meridians and spiritual veins, thereby improving his cultivation and combat power.

Of course, in the process of compressing, refining, and strengthening the true dragon qi into the angry dragon qi, the pain is also like enduring a thousand cuts.

Hu Tianxiang knows very well the truth of "only when you suffer hardship can you become a master", he did not complain, let alone slack off, he didn't even have the time to laugh at himself, and his mind was full of cultivation.

Hu Tianxiang is accustomed to thinking crankily, which brings a lot of troubles, and cultivation can make his mind free of distractions and his mind is like water, and he prefers this feeling.

Guo Qiao'er came to him a few times, because he really couldn't stand the wind of the dark hall, and because he couldn't hear the wind clearly, he had to return in a huff, so he also concentrated on cultivating, and soon broke through to the high level of the first glimpse realm, and he was surging all the way, and he had the potential to reach the peak of this realm in one fell swoop.

Hu Tianxiang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, for these cultivation geniuses, he was just a waste of firewood. But how did he know that these cultivation geniuses looked at Hu Tianxiang and felt that they were a waste of firewood.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and there is less than a month left before the Centennial Meeting, and the whole Qingyun Sect is a little nervous, after all, this is the biggest thing related to the future and fate of the sect.

Hu Tianxiang is in a hurry! Cultivation is as stable as Mount Tai! There is no inch of progress!

"I'm patronizing the refining of medicine!How can I explain to Brother Jiu!" Hu Tianxiang realized that time was running out, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Ten days ago, he sensed that the strength of the wind attribute aura in his body was enough to refine the jade Rong Luoyan, so he started alchemy as soon as possible. However, this seemingly simple Gu Dan recipe is actually extremely cumbersome to refine, only a rough estimate, there are more than two hundred large and small steps, if each item is subdivided, there are no less than six hundred steps, and each step can not be wrong.

"Where's the cheat!"

Hu Tianxiang immediately raised the price of Yurong Luoyan to three hundred medium-grade spiritual qi pills!

He had originally prepared twenty materials, and he expected to be able to refine at least ten, but he had refined them fifteen times in one go, so that he didn't have the confidence to refine them anymore, so he went to do other things to relax.

In the evening, he wrote down the reasons for these fifteen failures on paper, analyzed them one by one, practiced them one by one, and his alchemy technique improved a lot compared to before. But even so, in the case of lack of confidence and preparation, he did not dare to try it easily, so he turned to study the Danfang, and temporarily put aside his single-mindedness, this time, he devoted himself wholeheartedly, meditating on every detail and every step in his mind repeatedly, and practiced it repeatedly in his heart.

That's ten days.

Ten days later, he received a notice: Seven days later, in the square in front of the Cloud Palace, there will be a selection competition for the participants of the Centennial Association, and all the disciples must be present.

Hu Tianxiang was startled, and suddenly became nervous, he ran into the thatched hut like a gust of wind, and asked Liu Ling: "Master, what's going on with this selection competition?

Liu Ling frowned and said, "Two months have passed, why hasn't your kid's cultivation changed at all? Have you concentrated on your cultivation?"

"Yes, but you also know that the dual cultivation of the spirit and body, the cultivation is slow, and I can't help it! You should talk about the martial arts competition first!" Hu Tianxiang said in a hurry.

The old man sighed, sat up straight for the first time, and said: "This centennial meeting, I guess you also know about it, to put it simply, I Qingyun has been going downhill for a hundred years, as for what, it is not convenient to tell you for the time being, in short, you must know that this centennial meeting can be said to be related to the life and death of my Qingyun." At this centennial meeting, the newly rising Giant Sword Sect will inevitably challenge my Qingyun Sect, according to the rules that have always been played, a total of five battles, namely the First Glimpse Realm, the Mud Pill Realm, the Cave Xuan Realm, the Jindan Realm, and the Yuanying Realm, each layer of the realm, each side sent one person to fight, as for whether the first glimpse realm or the Yuanying Realm will fight first, the spot will be decided by drawing lots. The fight at the centennial meeting has always been a victory or defeat, only life and death, and three wins in five games. If the Giant Sword Sect wins, it will replace my Qingyun Sect as one of the new ten major factions, and if my Qingyun Sect wins, it will retain its seat, and the challenger will not be allowed to participate in the Centennial Meeting again for three hundred years. And for the first glimpse of the realm, the head and I hope that you can represent the Qingyun faction. ”

"I ?...... Can I?" Hu Tianxiang was excited and nervous.

Liu Ling scolded with a smile: "The stinky boy is still modest, your combat power can fight in the ordinary mud pill realm, why panic?"

"Master, I dare to fight, but this responsibility is too heavy, I'm afraid that if I lose, won't I become a sinner?"

"That's why I asked you to hurry up and cultivate! If you have already gotten a glimpse of the peak of the realm at this time, wouldn't the odds be greater!"

Hu Tianxiang was depressed, feeling that he had wasted too much time and failed everyone's expectations.

"Okay, you kid don't have too much psychological burden, this competition was originally to select top monks within the faction, if there is someone in the same realm who is better than you, you can be an audience honestly. ”

Hu Tianxiang returned to the nameless hall with a heavy heart, and he didn't have the heart to refine medicine anymore.