After Gan Qingyun finished eating the snake meat and cleaned it up, he went to the next place closest to him where there was longevity grass. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Something is wrong" Gan Qingyun walked for about an hour, and suddenly said secretly.

It turned out that Gan Qingyun suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, "Could this be a qi flower!" Gan Qingyun was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly held his breath, but it was too late at this time, Gan Qingyun clearly felt that the true qi in his body was rapidly disappearing.

The Qi Flower, as its name suggests, is to dissipate the true qi in the monk's body, and the monk without the true qi is no different from ordinary people. But this flower only worked on Qi refining cultivators, and it didn't last long.

With a "boom", several pillars of fire the size of thumbs flew out of nowhere, and were flying towards Gan Qingyun quickly. Although Gan Qingyun lost his true qi at this time, he was not only a monk, but also an innate martial artist. Seeing the several pillars of fire flying, Gan Qingyun skillfully stretched out his hand and shot out a few golden rays of light.

These golden lights were the same size as the pillars of fire, and in an instant, the golden lights collided with the pillars of fire, and the two disappeared between heaven and earth silently.

"Oh, it turns out that he is still an innate martial artist. At this time, an old man of sixty or seventy years old popped out of a bush not far away, and the old man saw that a few golden lights flew out of Gan Qingyun's fingers, and said with a little interest. But what he was thinking in his heart at this time was, "It seems that this innate martial artist's attainments are very high, I have to be careful, it's better to solve this person quickly." ”

What surprised the old man even more was that Gan Qingyun's current appearance was only in his thirties, and he had never seen such a young innate martial artist, and this person was still a monk.

The old man stood in the distance and continued to shoot several pillars at Gan Qingyun, this time he shot not only the pillars of fire, but also countless ice picks. In his opinion, as long as he didn't let the monk in front of him get close to him, and he stood at a distance and kept out, he would always hit him. And his true qi is different from other true qi, as long as he hits him, even if he doesn't die, he will no longer have the strength to resist.

Gan Qingyun naturally wouldn't be shot by these things so easily. After participating in the small competition in the courtyard last time, Gan Qingyun summed up some experience, which is also Gan Qingyun's habit, and every time he finishes fighting, he will recall the process of fighting in his spare time.

Think about what mistakes you made in battle, and what mistakes you missed from the enemy. The next time you encounter such an attack, how should you respond to it, etc.

So Gan Qingyun rarely finds people to chat, in his opinion, his time is not enough, how can he spend his time on those useless things. As a result, he had few friends at Haoran Academy.

It's not so much that he doesn't have many friends in Haoran Academy, it's better to say that Gan Qingyun doesn't have many friends in his life. Since more than 2,000 people in Qingniu Town disappeared out of thin air, Gan Qingyun has become silent. Every time he does something, he will do it to the best of his ability, just to not be distracted by other things.

The last time he summed up his experience, Gan Qingyun found that if these ice picks or pillars of fire flew over one after another, instead of being in a row, then he could rely on his quick reflexes to dodge their attacks.

Later, he found that this was really feasible, and the effect was very good, without consuming innate true qi or consuming true qi. Later, he thought about how to increase the distance and frequency of use of the "ghost shadow", but he had no clue.

Gan Qingyun looked at these ice picks and pillars of fire that flew one after another, revealing a sneer. With a slight leap, he flew directly towards the man with these ice picks and firelight.

Seeing this, the Dao man thought that Gan Qingyun was going to resist these ice picks and pillars of fire, and thought in his heart, "Hmph, I think that I can resist my ice picks and pillars of fire after learning a little alchemy, I really don't know how thick the sky is." Today, I will let you see what it means to be outside the world, and there are people outside the sky. ”

Seeing that these ice picks and firelight were about to hit him, Gan Qingyun first moved his body to the left, and then to the right, and then moved his body to the right, so he dodged these attacks and continued to fly towards the old man who was not far from him.

When the old man saw this, he felt bad. But at this time, it was already too late, and Gan Qingyun came to the old man's side with a "ghost shadow". , punched the old man in the chest, this old man is a pure monk, after receiving Gan Qingyun's punch, where can he still live. The old man's body flew out upside down, but Gan Qingyun stretched out a hand, and a golden light shot at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

The golden light passed through the center of the old man's eyebrows, and a hole the size of a finger appeared on the old man's head. At this time, the old man was naturally dead and could not die anymore, Gan Qingyun walked towards the old man, touched his body, and took out a small Qi Refining Pill, a Qi Refining Pill, a bag of Spirit Valley, a wooden box and a few exercises.

Gan Qingyun put these away one by one, burned the old man's body, and then found a hidden place to meditate and restore his true qi.

A quarter of an hour later, Gan Qingyun saw that his true qi had almost recovered. took out the loot just now, "Qi Refining Technique", "Fire Control Technique", "Cold Ice Palm", and "Poisonous True Qi".

Gan Qingyun set fire to "Qi Refining Technique", "Fire Control Technique" and "Cold Ice Palm". I took "Containing Poison and True Qi" and looked at it. After a long time, he put down this book of "Poisonous True Qi".

"I really didn't expect that there would be such an exercise, this "Poisonous True Qi" is to practice true qi into poisonous gas, and the spells such as ice picks and pillars of fire transformed into poisonous gas will be poisonous. Once you get on it with these things, you will be poisoned. And this toxicity depends on the realm of the cultivator, the higher the realm, the stronger the toxicity will naturally be.

This old man should be in the middle of the eighth layer of qi refining, so his poison is not weak! It's also thanks to the fact that I didn't greet him with these ice picks and pillars of fire, otherwise even if he wins, it will be a miserable victory. Gan Qingyun thought after watching "Poisonous True Qi".

Although this "Poisonous True Qi" is extremely powerful, Gan Qingyun can't cultivate. This is because the true qi of a person who cultivates the "Poisonous True Qi" is poisonous, and when the true qi is circulating in the body, the toxin will infringe on the meridians of the cultivator. Although each violation is minimal, the monk has to meditate and practice every day, and this accumulation is definitely very harmful to the body.

Gan Qingyun burned "Poisonous True Qi" and took out the small wooden box again. As soon as the small wooden box is opened. A small flower appeared in front of him, and seeing this small flower, Gan Qingyun hurriedly closed the lid of the box. This is exactly what the gas flower is.

"This wooden box can actually preserve the medicinal properties of the Qi Flower, I have to keep the good things" Thinking about it, Gan Qingyun put away the small wooden box.

Gan Qingyun saw that it was getting late at this time, so he jumped and jumped onto a tree trunk. Gan Qingyun took out a small Qi Refining Pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and meditated and practiced.

Early the next morning, Gan Qingyun opened his eyes. Breathe in the fresh air of the woods and listen to the birds chirping around you. In one night, the medicinal properties of a small Qi Refining Pill were consumed by him.

"There are still pills that can be cultivated quickly. Gan Qingyun sighed. This night's cultivation is worth half a year of his normal, and it's no wonder he sighs so much.