Chapter 179 Isn't This Damn Qi Refiner For Nothing!
Chapter 179 Isn’t this damn qigong practitioner in vain?
Author: Xianyujuntou
Chapter 179 Isn’t this damn qigong practitioner in vain?
One month later.
For Zhang Feixuan and the others, it was like lying in the square for a month, drunk and dreaming every day. After waking up and swallowing pills, they either meditated to practice Qi or had evening classes. Other than that, they had no other activities.
After such a long time, it was almost impossible to do this. There was no need for Song Yin to say it. After they finished practicing, they simply lay down and fainted, and then they were whipped to death and fainted again.
No matter what realm, what magic, what golden elixir, it is all illusory to them at this time. They feel like a monastic puppet, either practicing or being refined every day.
What a great day.
"When will it end?"
Another morning, after Zhang Feixuan woke up, he cried silently facing the rising sun.
I should have run away a long time ago.
If I had made up my mind to escape before, this would never have happened.
There shouldn't be any forbearance!
"I was wrong"
Wang Qizheng's eyes were empty, and he murmured: "I shouldn't have gone back to the mountain, and I shouldn't have coveted human elixirs. If I hadn't gone back to the mountain, I should be living happily on a mountain top now."
Gao Sishu stared at his palm, as if he wanted to attack his Tianling Gai, and said softly: "Brother, I'm here to find you."
"Hehehe, hahahaha!"
Bell laughed a few times, pointed at the people in the square and shouted: "A bunch of unlucky ghosts!"
Then her face fell down and she started sobbing, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm unlucky too."
The other junior brothers all looked numb, and they no longer had the vitality they had a month ago.
Bitter!
"Ge Niang, I suffered as a mortal, but now that I am a Qi Refiner, I still suffer! Wasn't my job as a Qi Refiner in vain?"
Wang Qizheng suddenly roared, and he got the strength to stand up. His pupils were bloodshot, and he pointed at the main hall and said: "Song, I will fight with you today!!"
Zhang Fei
Gao Sishu stood side by side and nodded firmly: "I support you!"
"Took away senior brother's bird position!" Wang Qizheng was furious and gritted his teeth.
"Third brother, you go first!" Zhang Feixuan shouted.
Without saying a word, Wang Qizheng took off the ax from his waist, held it in his hand, took two steps aggressively, and then paused again. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu who were completely motionless, and then looked at them again.
The laughing Ling Ding, and the junior brothers who were paralyzed and hadn't gotten up yet, just looking at him.
"Why should I go first?" He rolled his eyes and said, "We will die together!"
"You said we will die together, who is willing to die with you?" Zhang Feixuan curled his lips, "You can just show off your words, but what's the matter, do you really want to challenge senior brother to a duel? If you have the skills, you can defeat Xumi.
All the Mai sects are simpler than this."
Who is Song Yin?
That is someone who doesn't even think about how to kill him.
He, Zhang Feixuan, dared to plan to kill his master, but he couldn't think of the plan for his elder brother.
There is no such concept at all.
"Let's just talk about it. It's almost done. Senior brother will come out later." Zhang Feixuan said.
Gao Sishu nodded seriously: "Third Senior Brother, I will give you all the support except support."
"Fight! Fight!" Ling Ding clapped her hands and laughed.
"Get out!"
Wang Qizheng rolled his eyes at them, put away his ax, and his tortured anger subsided.
I can't fight anymore, I can't escape, I don't want to die.
What else can be done?
If you really want to go against your senior brother, then you might as well go and challenge the entire Sumeru channel on your own, as the pervert said. That would be easier.
“Good energy and good spirits”
Suddenly, there was a sound from the main hall.
Song Yin's figure came out of the hall, and beside him was the equally energetic Sun Jiube.
Song Yin glanced at them, nodded and said with a smile: "Compared to the lifeless look before, now he is somewhat energetic."
"Brother!"
The paralyzed junior brothers stood up together and bowed together with Zhang Feixuan and the others.
"Well, take pills."
Song Yin didn't say anything. With a wave of his sleeve, the pills flew out and floated in front of them one by one.
Okay, keep on enduring it.
Zhang Fei
Pills are different.
What was in front of him was not a vitality pill that glowed slightly like a firefly, but a blood-red pill that was constantly spitting out blood like a whirlpool.
On Wang Qizheng's side, there was a gray pill emitting mist.
Gao Sishu's elixir is surrounded by green mist, and Bell's elixir is pitch black.
He looked back and saw that the elixirs of his junior brothers were all different.
"The time is almost here. Junior brothers, you have already reached the third level." Song Yin said with a smile: "The refinement of the soul has also reached its peak."
As soon as these words came out, the junior fellow apprentices all showed surprise.
They moved their fists and feet, feeling the difference between the mana fluctuations and their bodies, and joy appeared on their faces.
"I'm fighting hard! I was obviously clumsy before, but now I'm fighting hard!"
"The third level of fighting power is only for a month?!"
"Me too, not only that, I feel like I'm about to achieve a breakthrough!"
The person who said this was a junior who was only at the second level before.
Among the disciples of the Jinxian Sect, all except Wang Hu are in the first and second levels, and now, all of them have restrained magic power and are able to penetrate themselves, which is already a sign of the third level.
Only when they reach this stage will they have a certain level of combat effectiveness.
The so-called "Shou Zhuo Gu Gu Yuan" means just entering into Qi refining for the first time, refining the magic power and stabilizing it, especially the exercises of their Golden Immortal Sect, which have no effect on oneself, and the body is not much different from that of a mortal.
Only when you reach the third level and apply your magic power to your body can you truly make a difference in the ordinary world.
The third level of fighting strength can easily reach several thousand kilograms. With a little practice, it can reach ten thousand kilograms.
Understand it in a simple way.
Same as an excavator.
"I'm in luck!"
Wang Hu looked even more surprised. He punched out his fist, and a burst of energy spread out from his fist and shot forward several inches.
"oh"
Zhang Fei
I was too busy before, too busy being tortured. When I woke up, I would just meditate and practice my Qi, and then continue to faint. I never paid attention to the specific situation.
Looking at this now, it’s a bit remarkable!
The difference in realm is not a difference in combat power.
Otherwise, when they were at level 5, they wouldn't be so embarrassed when dealing with a level 4 God-Taking Sect.
Realm also needs to be realized.
The fifth level of intelligence can create various spells. His transformation and blood control techniques were all created at the fifth level.
Wang Qizheng's beast transformation spell was also created at the fifth level.
The most important thing about the sixth level of Netherworld is the small supernatural power, but it is completely different from what it is now.
He hasn't created any magical powers yet, but what he feels now is a sudden increase in mana, and his level of control is infinitely higher than before.
In terms of physical fitness, he is also much stronger.
Zhang Feixuan feels that the current self can beat three previous selves!
"You guys are too, maybe you're too focused. You already broke through half a month ago."
Song Yin shook his head and smiled: "I thought you knew, but it wasn't the limit at the time, so I didn't mention it."
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Zhang Feixuan looked solemn and bowed again.
Not to mention anything else, just with the strong magic power now, this month of suffering has not been in vain!
The rest of the people followed suit, with their bodies almost bent at ninety degrees.
"Everything is for the sect."
Song Yin waved his hand: "Okay, don't waste your time, just take the pill."
"Senior brother, what is the situation with this elixir? Isn't it a vitality elixir?"
Zhang Feixuan straightened up and then carefully looked at the blood-filled elixir in front of him.
It was still a top-grade elixir, and just by casually smelling the elixir's energy, he could feel his blood energy rising.
This is not as simple as a top-grade elixir.
Thinking of this, he twitched the corner of his mouth.
When did top-grade elixirs seem simple?
He has never refined a high-grade elixir, and he feels that this elixir is more powerful than the ruby jade intermittent elixir refined by his senior brother.
Song Yin smiled: "This is the elixir I specially refined for you. Everyone's elixir is suitable for you."