Chapter 5 Meng Quan's Abnormal Situation

After the spear pierced through Meng Quan's dantian, it still had no momentum, and continued to shoot towards the giant boat.

Yuan Qingzi's face changed slightly, the spiritual power in his body was circulating rapidly, and the sword finger in his hand seemed to be pointing at a boulder, dragging the bloodthirsty wind gun to the left.

The spear was a little off, and when it reached the giant boat, it still rowed the right side of the giant boat's bow in a crackling sound.

After the spear turned in a large arc in the debris flying, it flew back to Yuan Qingzi's side and hung in the air, and then Yuan Qingzi spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, but this time it was just ordinary blood.

Just now, Yuan Qingzi forcibly self-inflicted his cultivation, and stimulated all the power of the bloodthirsty wind gun itself to kill the enemy, and the person who manipulated it was to cultivate for the fall, and the magic weapon of the envoy was to stimulate all its own power, which caused Yuan Qingzi's control of the wind gun to become extremely difficult, so after penetrating Meng Quan, he had to gather all his spiritual power to control the rapid turn of the wind gun, so that he suffered from the wind gun and suffered some minor injuries.

As for that Meng Quan, his face was already pale, and he was powerless to get rid of the big knife, and the person fell into the mountains and forests below.

In another burst of exclamations from everyone, the body of the boat tilted slightly towards the head of the right boat, and at the same time, slowly, obliquely fell towards the mountains and forests below.

Yuan Qingzi just glanced at the giant boat and then ignored it, but his divine sense tried his best to disperse and probe the nearby situation, as for Meng Quan who fell into the mountains and forests, a seriously injured waste person with a broken dantian golden pill could not turn over any wind and waves.

After the divine sense carefully swept several times and confirmed that the other party was not ambushed, Yuan Qingzi's expression relaxed a little and slowly descended downward.

As soon as Fang touched the ground, Yuan Qingzi immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, actually meditating and breathing, and recuperated.

Yuan Qingzi knows that he is suffering.

Unexpectedly, I went out this time, and made all kinds of preparations, the middle stage of Jindan vs. the early stage of Jindan, the magic weapon of the lower grade of the ground level against the magic weapon of the lower grade of the yellow order, and the magic weapon of the two instruments to break the hidden mirror to detect the other party's concealment. With such thorough preparations, he still let the other party almost sink the giant boat and escape, forcing himself to damage his own cultivation and exert the power of the bloodthirsty wind spear, and later the mana backfired, and he was slightly injured.

Now Yuan Qingzi has to meditate and recuperate, trying his best to stabilize the aura disorder caused by the sudden drop in cultivation, so that his cultivation will not be so seriously damaged, and it will be easier to return to the middle stage of Jindan in the future.

Otherwise, if the spiritual power in the body is so violently disordered, and the meridians are injured, it may stop at the early stage of Jindan in the future, and the cultivation of Shouyuan will not be able to advance an inch, for an immortal cultivator who is striving to pursue the path of creation, it can be said that he will take his life.

As for the huge boat, although it tilted slightly and fell slowly, the tilt was not large, and the people on the boat could barely stand firm and not fall in the direction of the bow of the boat even if they did not pull people to pull the side.

What's more, the person who is close to the side of the boat is holding on to the side of the boat, and the person who is not close to the side of the boat is also holding on to the clothes of the person holding the side of the boat.

There is no way to talk about the fall of the giant boat, according to this falling speed, after reaching the ground, with the hardness of the giant boat as an immortal, it is not a big deal that the heel is unstable, and the butt blooms or sprains the Achilles tendon.

However, what happened to everyone on the boat today was something they had never seen in their lives, and in that moment, they had already screamed in horror several times, and their spirits were already extremely nervous, and they had lost their usual judgment on things, so they were so panicked.

Chen San hugged the side of the boat tightly, and after a while, he found that the strength of the person pulling his clothes was only the force of pulling, and there was no force of falling, and then he looked down, only to take a deep breath, slowly spit it out, and whispered to himself: "His uncle, he finally came back from the ghost gate." Thanks to the shelter of the ancestors of the Chen family, when I go home to the grave in the future, I will sincerely kneel three times and knock nine times, and personally offer incense and candle ingots. ”

In the past, after Chen San came out of the camp, his ability to cause trouble was even better, but he gradually became a little bored with the things in the city.

Later, when the government regularly led troops out to exterminate the bandits in the nearby green forest, in order to ensure the safety of the merchants, Chen San was extremely flattering to the officers and soldiers in the battalion, so he asked them to follow.

Once down, although Chen San didn't see any large-scale fights by government bandits or anything, he also saw severed limbs and stumps, and his intestines flowed, which greatly opened his eyes, not to mention, his heart was also invisibly honed, and he didn't say anything about the yellow bile bitterness or something that was about to be spit out.

After coming down a few times, Chen San gradually got used to it, and gradually became bored, so he stopped going.

Therefore, among many people, Chen Sanxin's temperament is still relatively strong, and he recovered faster than others. Of course, the two Qingyunmen people were not counted, and they had already reacted, injecting spiritual power into the giant boat, trying their best to make the giant boat's descent speed slower by a point.

Looking at the giant boat under his feet and falling to the ground with dozens of zhang left, Chen San couldn't help but look at the place where Meng Quan fell.

Before, because the body of the giant boat was tilted to the right side of the bow of the boat, but when it fell, it slowly fell to the left front, so the angle that Chen San was looking at now and the direction of Meng Quan turned out to be a diagonal line, and Meng Quan actually fell to the left rear of the giant boat.

Suddenly, Chen San's pupils shrank, and he looked at Meng Quan fixedly.

In a mountain stream as wide as two feet, the water of the stream is crystal clear and flowing, like a jade belt across the mountains and forests.

At this time, there was a person lying on the back of the stream, no, it should be considered in the stream, most of the person's body was lying head down in the stream, only the part below the knee was still left on the mud by the stream, and there were strands of blood gushing out of the middle of the chest and left shoulder, dyeing red bands in the stream, and then carrying downstream with the waves.

After Meng Quan Jindan was shattered, his spiritual power had been gone, and even the wound on his left shoulder that had stopped bleeding before was powerless to treat, and blood had oozed out again, lying in the stream, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

When Chen San looked at Meng Quan, Meng Quan just made a move.

I saw Meng Quan's hands that were powerless to suspend in the water, and after trembling slightly, he suddenly stretched out and pressed down, then his body was raised, leaned to the right, and the whole person turned over and faced the blue sky again. The amplitude of this action was very large, causing Meng Quan's entire body to move more than a foot into the stream, and the whole person was pushed downstream by the stream like a heavy load.

Looking at the giant boat slowly falling from the sky, as well as the panicked future disciples of Qingyunmen on the giant boat, Meng Quan's chest was already slightly undulating, and he shrank suddenly, and then expanded violently, exhaling heavily, with a relieved expression on his face. It was such an ordinary action, which also made Meng Quan pull the wound in his chest, followed by a violent cough, and a mouthful of blood overflowed the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, Meng Quan's pupils shrank, and he stared intently at a young man on the stern of the giant boat slowly descending from the sky, with a brocade robe above the side of the boat, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old delicate face under the black hair tied with a jade belt, and a pair of smart eyes were also staring at him tightly at the moment.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Meng Quan said in his heart: Master, it seems that the disciple has buried a big curse for the Eclipse Sun Gate! Now he can only make a wedding dress for others, and the other party is a mortal enemy. Master, the disciple is ashamed of the Eclipse Sun Gate, and the disciple is even more ashamed of the grace of your years of nurturing.......

On Meng Quan's face covered with water and blood, two lines of turbid tears slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and his face was full of misery.

Meng Quan was originally a seriously injured person, and under the bitter self-blame in his heart, he had lost his vitality after a few breaths and died of his breath.

With a loud "boom", the giant boat finally descended on a fairly flat open space on the ground under the efforts of the two men.

The giant boat was also as Chen San expected, undamaged.

After everyone on the boat fell and looked at the cash star, they slowly eased up, and found that they were finally in a desperate situation, and they couldn't help jumping and cheering, crying with joy.

The two Qingyunmen people also sat on the boat and exhaled loudly, looking like they were lucky.

A moment later, a ray of light came from the sky, it was Yuan Qingzi, who had stabilized the spiritual power of the meridians.

When passing by the giant boat, Yuan Qingzi's consciousness swept away, and after finding that everyone on the boat was safe and sound, he flew straight to the back of the giant boat.

When everyone on the boat saw Dunguang appear for the first time, their expressions tightened again, for fear that it would be the enemy attacking, and when Dunguang went to the rear, it was definitely Yuan Qingzi, and their emotions slowly relaxed.

After a while, Yuan Qingzi flew back with a gloomy face, did not land, and flew forward again.

After another moment, Yuan Qingzi flew back again with an expressionless face, and landed on the bow of the boat.

After glancing at everyone, Yuan Qingzi spoke: "You all saw it today." This is the Immortal Cultivation Realm, a world where the weak eat the strong and kill ruthlessly. If you don't want to be like you are today, you must practice diligently after entering the door, so that you can firmly control your life in the palm of your hand, you know!"

"You know, the disciple remembers the teachings. The boat, including two Qingyunmen, responded with a firm expression.

"Very good, I also believe that after you go through this difficulty, your cultivation heart will definitely be more tenacious in the future, and you will become the pillar of my Qingyunmen in the future. ”

Everyone was excited and responded loudly: "Yes, the disciple will definitely live up to the expectations of Qingyunmen." ”

Yuan Qingzi nodded and said, "Okay, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go back to the sect first." ”

After speaking, after everyone stood still, Yuan Qingzi pinched the giant boat under his feet with one hand, and the giant boat slowly levitated.

Although it was not as stable as at the beginning, nor as fast as when it came, the giant boat was still forcibly controlled by Yuan Qingzi's Jindan period cultivation and flashed towards the east.