Outside Qingfeng Lingshan, in mid-air, Tudao and Yunyang Zhenren were sitting on the deck of Yunyang Zhenren's Lingzhou, and there was a table between the two, and on the table were two cups of steaming spiritual tea. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Tudao people glanced at the towering Qingfeng Spirit Mountain, and asked with a smile: "Old man Yun, where did you say that the young man and your family's Wanwan have gone now? ”

Yunyang Zhenren thought for a while, and then said in a low voice: "It's almost an hour has passed, I think it should be soon." The test of the first hundred orders is only the first five mortal winds, the first and second of the three calamity winds, as long as they consume some spiritual power, they should not be able to defeat the two of them. ”

The Tudao man nodded and sighed: "The three calamity winds of the Ice and Fire Sword, the freezing wind comes from the extreme north, the hot wind comes from the crater in the depths of the Gu Land in Southern Xinjiang, and the sword wind is collected from outside the sky. At the beginning, I suffered a lot in these three calamities, and the first thing is to say, as long as my cultivation is not too bad, I can get by. Starting from the second level, it will be miserable, the power of the three calamities will increase tenfold, and the third will increase tenfold, I hope Wanwan and the young man can go higher. ”

At this time, in the eyes of the Tudao people and Yunyang Zhenren, Zhou Qingqing, who should have reached the hundred steps, was taking difficult steps towards the eighty-third step.

His body was covered with a finger's thick layer of frost, and he looked like a huge, bloated snowman, his limbs were stiff, his movements were clumsy and sluggish, and the blood flow in his body and the speed of his heart were reduced to a minimum.

Rumble!

His right foot fell heavily on the steps in front of him, driving a layer of white frost to fall from his body, in the eyes of others, the current Zhou Qingqing is the end of the strong crossbow is not far from death, and only he knows that he is in pain and happy.

Inside, the Dantian Qi Sea above the Jianmu Spirit Mountain constantly vibrates. Every time there was a vibration, a large amount of spiritual energy would be sucked into the Jianmu Spirit Mountain, and the small snake-like spirit patterns would swim out from the other side of the Spirit Mountain, and swim all over the body along the spiritual power.

Where the turquoise spirit pattern passed, the essence of Jianmu continued to integrate into Zhou Qingqing's body, and the color of the spirit pattern continued to dim, and after returning to the dantian qi sea, he quickly entered the Jianmu Spirit Mountain, and then drilled out of the Jianmu Spirit Mountain after replenishing the Jianmu essence qi, and so on.

It allows his body to remain alive in this cold while strengthening his body, so that his body can gradually adapt to the cold.

Through the thick hoarfrost, you will find that there is a faint green fluorescence on the surface of Zhou Qingqing's body at this time, which is bright and extinguished.

And the vitality of Zhou Qingqing is also like this green fluorescence, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, when it is strong, it is like a bright moon, and when it is weak, it is like a bean candle flame, which will be extinguished at any time.

After a full hour, Young Zhou took another step and climbed the eighty-fourth step.

Stepping on the eighty-fifth step, he took more than half an hour and a quarter of an hour, the eighty-sixth step, half an hour, the eighty-seventh step, a quarter of an hour, the eighty-eighth step, a hundred breaths, the eighty-ninth step, the twenty breaths, and the moment he stepped on the eighty-ninth step, Zhou Qingqing almost did not pause, and directly stepped on the ninetieth step in one breath!

Rumble!

With a shock, all the thick frost on his body shook off, Zhou Qingqing clenched his fists hard, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, "It is recorded in the Five Spirit Mountain Recipe that the spirit patterns produced by the Spirit Mountain can slowly strengthen my body. And I have greatly accelerated this process by fighting against the strange wind in this Ten Thousand Wind Path, and these ten steps just now have strengthened my body by at least three layers!"

took out two Qi Gathering Pills and threw them into his mouth, and after a short rest, Zhou Qingqing took another step towards the steps ahead. After crossing the second layer of freezing wind, he had to face the second layer of hot wind, which was different from the first level, which was collected in the depths of the volcano, and was blown by this wind to the point that even the refined iron had to melt into molten iron!

However, Zhou Qingqing's current body is several times stronger than that of fine iron, first with the Haoran Vajra Technique and the Casting Arhat Pill to refine the body, and now in this almost extreme way, he strengthens his body with Jianmu Essence Qi, his body is no worse than the body cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation for his fellow practitioners, and it can even be compared to the body cultivation of the seventh or eighth layer of Qi training!

After stepping up the five steps to the ninety-fifth step in one breath, Zhou Young Man felt a trace of heat, he glanced at the courtyard close at hand above, wiped his sweat and then took another step.

With this step, the heat instantly increased several times, as if a huge fireball was burning in his body, and Zhou Qingqing could even smell the smell of his clothes being burned.

In the courtyard next to the hundredth steps, many monks were staring at Young Zhou, and some monks exclaimed, "That guy has come up!"

"There are still five steps, the last five steps are not as good as the first five, and the power of the hot air will double with each step, and it will be a little difficult to see him like this. ”

"It's not just a little difficult? It's just as difficult as the sky, okay! If you dare to gamble, you can bet on how many steps he can reach!"

"Chen Qing, your gambling addiction is coming up again? Okay, I'll play with you, one hundred high-grade spirit stones, I bet that he can reach the ninety-seventh level." ”

There was one who took the lead, and the other monks also placed bets one after another, "Fifty middle grade spirit stones, ninety-six ranks!"

"I'm fifty too! I'm betting he'll get to the ninety-eighth level!"

"No one bet on ninety-nine, then I'll bet that he can reach ninety-nine, ten medium-grade spirit stones!"

Seeing this, Wanwan on the side couldn't help but hug and said, "Hey, how can you make fun of people like this?"

Chen Qing turned his head and showed a disdainful smile towards Wanwan, "How can we make fun of people? I'm here to cheer him up and encourage him, if he can come up, how about I give him all these spirit stones? The key is that he can? Hahahaha." ”

"You!" Wanwan was angry, then gritted her teeth angrily, took out the storage bag and poured out a small pile of medium-grade spirit stones, "Ten thousand medium-grade spirit stones, I bet he can come here!"

Chen Qing's eyes lit up as he looked at the spirit stones on the ground, greed flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to smile and said, "Girl, think about it, if he can't get here, all these 10,000 high-grade spirit stones will belong to me." ”

"What if he could?" Wanwan said unconvinced.

Chen Qing laughed as if he had heard some funny joke, and said disdainfully: "If he can, I will pay ten!"

Not far below, Zhou Qingqing, who heard these words, raised his head and glanced at Chen Qing, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then lowered his head as if he hadn't heard this.

The opportunity of the Ten Thousand Wind Dao was rare, if he really went to the crater in the extreme north or the deep Gu land in the southern Xinjiang to temper his body like this, the danger factor would increase by at least a hundred times, he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

As for Chen Qing, after reaching the hundred steps, he naturally had a way to teach him a lesson.

An hour later, Zhou Qingnian felt that the heat in his body had subsided a little, and he still did not move, until another hour passed, and he could no longer feel any heat on the ninety-fifth step, although the hot wind was still blowing.

He took a step forward and came to the ninety-sixth step.

"It's moving, he's moving!" exclaimed the monk.

"Damn, what is he doing! I'm betting on ninety-five!" the monk waved his fist in frustration.

Young Zhou turned a deaf ear to all this, and half an hour later, he stepped up the ninety-seventh step, and many monks shouted and shouted.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, he walked up the ninety-seventh step, and many monks were silent at this time, looking at Young Zhou in shock, and a thought rose in their hearts - he wouldn't really be able to come here, right?

After a hundred breaths, the ninety-eighth order! Chen Qing's face changed.

Ninety-ninth order! Chen Qing's face turned a little pale!

The hundredth step! Chen Qing looked at the figure outside the courtyard, his body trembled uncontrollably, and a crazy ruthlessness flashed in his eyes!