There is still one month left. If you can break through to the twelfth level of Qi training within this month, which is the state of Dzogchen, then you will be able to handle some emergencies better.
Thinking of this, Qi Fan was ready to practice. He first cleaned up the contents of the storage bag. In addition to the five Yuan-Pui Yuan Pills awarded in this competition, he still had thirteen pills, and he had used two before.
There is also gelatin grass, don’t worry, I will take it when I reach the 12th floor. And some medicinal materials such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng.
Medicinal materials such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng are not only valuable treasures for secular people, but can be life-saving medicines in some cases. They also have a certain effect on monks in the Qi training period.
But compared to elixirs, the effect is relatively less obvious.
I grabbed Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng and stuffed it into my mouth. Whether it can be boiled or not may be different for ordinary people, but it doesn't matter to monks in the Qi training period.
The two chirps were a bit sweet, the Five Elements were up, a few medicinal herbs were quickly refined, and the spiritual energy in the Dantian also increased a little.
Then he took the Peiyuan Pill and officially started practicing. The five elements of spiritual energy in the room were churning.
Others can only absorb one or two or three kinds of spiritual energy in their cultivation, but Qi Fan absorbs five kinds of spiritual energy, which is why his cultivation speed is extremely fast.
Others thought that the speed at which he reached the tenth level of Qi training in five years was already extremely fast, but Qi Fan wanted to say, no, it was not fast enough.
If he had enough resources and allowed him to practice with confidence and boldness, he could shorten this time even less.
But now, he has this opportunity. Thirteen Peiyuan Pills are a huge sum of money that he has never received before.
In the past, I only received one or two pills every month. How can it be compared to now?
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the days pass by.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed since Qi Fan went into seclusion, and the outer sect competition gradually faded out of everyone's conversation.
In the past month, except for Yuan Peng who came to look for Qi Fan on the way, no one has come here. That time was also Qi Fan's only rest for half a day.
Today is the day agreed with Feng Meng. Outside Xishui Pavilion, Qi Fan was lying on the treetops, dozing off, quietly waiting for Feng Meng's arrival.
It is easy to see from Qi Fan's contented face that the results of this retreat are quite satisfactory.
Although he has not broken through to the twelfth level of Qi training, the abundant spiritual energy around his body indicates that the breakthrough is just between Qi Fan's thoughts and not.
This is also the result of Qi Fan's deliberate control. He does not want to make himself too conspicuous. It will be more secure if the realm breaks through after this treasure hunt.
Not long after, Qi Fan was slightly surprised when he saw Feng Meng coming over with a small bag, and then he realized that not everyone has a storage bag.
But Qi Fan won't take the initiative to be a good person, so just let him hold it, since it won't be too tiring anyway.
When Feng Meng looked at Qi Fan with empty hands, he was not surprised. Although the task of rewarding the storage bag was secret and it was not known who completed it, but after a few years, he more or less knew who had it.
The two of them talked to each other and went down the mountain. The sect didn't have many restrictions on going down the mountain. If you die outside, your skills are inferior to others. If you don't die, you will naturally come back. It's not that easy to be a casual cultivator.
Duanhun Mountain is a branch of the Tianyao Mountain Range and belongs to the periphery. Low-level monks often go to hunt monsters or search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Compared with the Tianyao Mountain Range, the Duanhun Mountain is not as dangerous, but low-level monks still need to be cautious.
There is a city ten miles away from Duanhun Mountain, called Xiji City, which means the westernmost city. For mortals, this is not wrong. After all, Duanhun Mountain is indeed like hell to mortals.
After traveling for more than half a month, Qi Fan and Feng Meng appeared in a restaurant in Xiji City, their postures were no different from ordinary people.
Now that late autumn has passed and winter has entered, the changes of the four seasons cannot be felt at all within the sect. Only when we come out do we know that another year has passed.
Although both of them had already mastered their Qi skills and were not afraid of the natural cold, they still wore thick clothes and acted in a low-key manner in order not to attract attention.
There was nothing they could do about it. Not long after arriving in Xijicheng, they discovered a dozen monks. Although they were all in the same Qi training period as them, this also made them more cautious.
After dinner, the two of them went back to their room to rest and recharge their batteries to go into the mountains tomorrow!
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The next day, Qi Fan and Feng Meng packed up their things and left the city, heading straight for Duanhun Mountain.
Half an hour later, outside Duanhun Mountain, Qi Fan and Feng Meng walked out of a hidden place. They entered the mountain after making sure there was no one following them.
As soon as he entered the Broken Soul Mountain, Qi Fan felt that the spiritual energy around him was a little richer than the outside world, and it was comparable to the cultivation environment within the sect.
But think about it, if there is not enough spiritual energy, the monsters inside will not be able to grow. Speaking of which, this is Qi Fan's first time in Duanhun Mountain.
A sharp sword appeared in his hand, and the occasional flash of light from the sword's blade in the winter sun showed that this sword was extraordinary.
This is the grand competition reward that Qi Fan took the time to go to the sect's treasury to receive. It is a medium-grade yellow-level magical weapon. The sword is silver-white with a snowflake pattern and is made of alabaster.
Qi Fan was named ‘Piao Xue Sword’
Feng Meng also wore a pair of red gloves, which were also a reward for the competition, which slightly increased his fire skills.
It can be said that after a month, the strength of both of them has increased a lot.
Some low-level monsters encountered on the way were killed by the two of them without taking any care. In the past, Qi Fan might have dealt with them based on the principle of no waste.
But now that he is close to completing his Qi training, he looks down on this thing a little bit, and it is of little use.
Although Duanhun Mountain is only a branch of the Tianyao Mountain Range, its scope is still very wide, and it is not something that two Qi-training monks can run amok.
While walking and stopping along the way, the two of them didn't encounter any other monks except some monsters, which made them relax a little.
After a long time, they came to a valley, a hidden bush, Qi Fan whispered: "Brother Feng, is this valley?"
Feng Meng nodded, "Yes."
Qi Fan looked at the valley with doubtful eyes and said, "This valley is not hidden. Are you sure there is that thing in it? Could it have been obtained by someone else? After all, it has been some time."
Hearing Qi Fan's doubts, Feng Meng smiled: "Brother Qi, don't worry, I can guarantee that the thing is still inside. I arranged some small tricks when I left before, but it is of no great use, but as long as someone touches me, I will
Time will tell.”
"And my little trick hasn't been triggered yet, so I'm sure it's still there."
Qi Fan didn't ask any more questions, but he was still confused. This place was not too deep. Generally, monks at the seventh or eighth level of Qi training could come to this place, but why haven't they been discovered yet?
While still thinking, Feng Meng greeted him and entered the valley, and Qi Fan quickly followed.
The valley is not deep, the mountains on both sides are about five meters tall, and there is a cave deep in the valley.
Qi Fan looked at the cave thoughtfully. That should be where the monster Feng Meng said was. It was comparable to a first-level monster with perfect Qi training, and a monster of the same level was already stronger than a monk of the same level.
To be honest, Qi Fan would still be a little scared if he didn't use all his strength.