Immediately after, Feng Qingye took out a navy blue jade bottle, poured out a round and jade Yuan Qi Breaking Realm Pill, and threw it into his mouth. In an instant, the elixir melted, and another mighty qi rushed straight in.

Coupled with the consummate true qi of the four layers of qi refining, the three breaths converged in the dantian, intertwined at first, and then became one, and finally expanded and exploded, and the barrier of the dantian suddenly turned into nothing, and the true qi that burst in the dantian quickly regurgitated towards the eight veins of the Qi Jing, as if countless forces were rising. The wind is light and the night only feels that the true qi in the meridians is overflowing, rushing and rolling, and the mercury is driven like a pour.

From this moment on, Feng Qingye officially entered the middle stage of Qi refining.

Feng Qingye didn't expect that the breakthrough would come so quickly, and there would be no sign at all, and it would come suddenly, but the beginning was just the fleeting opening of the ice and snow water lily inserted in the green glass cold jade bottle. Feng Qingye was even a little skeptical, whether this was some kind of dream and some kind of reverie, the flowers were blooming, the bottleneck was broken, and there was no relationship between the two at all, but it made his inexplicable mysterious artistic conception linked.

The young man who only felt refreshed couldn't help but laugh unbridled in his heart, and there was not only a million points of pride in the laughter, but also a point of pride in self-awareness after a breakthrough. And secretly slandered: "The old man said that I can break through in three months, which is a very remarkable achievement, but I don't know that I am a genius of cultivation, hehe, if you are in front of me now, it will be strange if you don't scare off a few of your old teeth, hehe." ”

A few hehe-hey sneers echoed in his chest, causing Feng Qingye to completely get out of the state of cultivation. Only then did I realize how long did it take for this breakthrough? When I stood up, the water lilies blooming in front of me were still spotless, standing far away in the world, with a unique demeanor and a faint fragrance lingering.

Out of the door, the wind stepped on the grass at night, jumped a few times, and finally couldn't help the smug breath contained in the chest.

After ten breaths, he stopped whistling and walked out of the small phantom array, only to see that the cedar forest was already a world of ice crystals. The wind light night estimated that it should be three days from entering the settlement to breaking through.

The dense cedar needles have crystallized, and each needle is an ice needle, stretching in the winter of the snow-capped mountains. The cedar forest is so quiet that you can hear the sound of needles sleeping in the ice crystals, and the shallow layer of snow in the forest should have been crystallized in the past three days. Maybe it was because he had entered the fifth layer of Qi refining, or maybe he was too excited just now, the burning blood was still hot, and the wind did not feel the slightest cold, but the kind of tranquility and serenity displayed by the dark green needles being solidified by the pure ice made the young man's heart calm down.

Walking in the woods with nothing to do, the wind is light and the night feels like an empty loss arises out of nowhere.

Why? The wind is light and the night is thinking about it, and I can't understand it at all.

Suddenly, I heard two gurgling sounds in my belly, empty and urgent, and then I realized that I hadn't eaten for several days. The divine sense poked into the storage bag, took a pill of Bigu Dan, and was about to throw it into his mouth, as if he remembered something, he paused for the following action.

Put Bigu Dan back in the storage bag, and the light wind turned into a light wind and swept deep into the cedar forest. After galloping for five or six miles, the cedar forest slanted down towards the front, and it turned out to be a small valley, and there were only a few sparse cedar trees in the valley, and a large area of dead grass was overgrown, and the snow layer was much thicker than in the forest, perhaps because of the flowing wind and snow. The wind light night stopped, listened carefully to the breath, suddenly jumped up, and threw himself straight into a mass of thick dead grass, and grasped it with his palm open.

The dead grass fluttered twice, scattered snow mist stirred up, and a fat snowcock was caught in the hand by the wind and the light night.

The wind and night lit the snow chicken, with a salivating look, turned around, and turned around when he was warm and swallowed.

Along the way, I saw the dry cedar branches, picked up the clips under my armpits, and after a while, I was full of a large bundle, and I was not very satisfied. After leaning in some directions, he finally saw a dried cedar, groaning slightly, and the tip of his index finger flashed a wind blade, which was the only spell the boy had learned so far. Because it is the only one, the wind blade technique is very fine and mastery.

With a flick of the index finger, the thin wind blade tore through the cold air and shot at the bottom of the dry cedar tree, like a sharp knife flashing into the tree. This small space is like a rain of ice crystals.

The wind is light and stares at the blue sky like silk, like a mirror, like a cloudless sky, and like a girl's skin, and the cracks of the trees are as smooth as a girl's skin, and I am very pleased that the wind blade has made great progress. Dozens of annual rings are indifferently embedded in the cross-section of the cedar tree, as if silently telling the ruthlessness of time or the nostalgia for the life that once existed.

After thinking about it for a while, the wind and the night wanted to remove all the branches on the cedar tree, but he felt troublesome, raised his arm, threw down the bundle of dry branches sandwiched under his armpit, leaned down, formed a claw in his hand and grabbed the tree, and dragged him from the forest to the water lily lake.

In the noon water lily lake, the sky light is reflected on the ice, reflecting the misty light spots, the reason why people are inaccessible, this piece of heaven and earth, since the dust is not clean.

The wind broke a layer of ice and snow on the shore at night, exposing the dark and swarthy soil, kicked hard with his feet, stepped on a small pit less than a foot deep, took out salt and spices from the storage bag, rolled up a ball of mud and spread it into the shape of a flatbread, sprinkled the salt and spices on the surface of the mud, wrapped the cleaned snowcock, threw it into the pit, and then covered it with soil.

Then, he condensed the wind blade, removed the dry cedar branches, gathered them up, and piled them on top of the pit. After completing this procedure, he used the wind blade to chop the whole tree into firewood and stack it on the branches.

Clapping his hands and taking out the flint - if other cultivators saw that this guy in the middle level of the Qi Refining Realm had lit a bonfire and needed flints, he would definitely laugh out loud, this is something that a beginner on the first level of the Qi Refining Stage can do with a small fireball - but what can be done? Since his cultivation, the old man Feng Beyu has not only taught the Wind Light Night Wind Blade Technique, but also made a strong rule that he is not allowed to study other spells.

With a stroke of the flint, the sparks splashed the dead leaves, and the needle-like cedar leaves were extremely flammable, and all of a sudden, the fire burned brightly.

The wind sat next to him on a light night, and his whole body was hot.

"If the old man is here, then you have to stew two snowcocks, facing the lake and mountains, like last year, how can you be free. "The 16-year-old boy is like an unweaned baby, always thinking of his grandfather from time to time.

Half an hour later, the fire looked smaller. The wind picked up a branch, picked up the red sparks, pestled the soil underneath, and then pulled it, and an unusually strong fragrance hit the nostrils.

"Good mouthful. Old man, are you envious?" Grabbing the greasy snowcock, the young man demonstrated in the direction of the rushing river outside the Falling Snow Mountains, and bit down violently.