Drunken Immortal Gourd

Chapter 1977: Bollworm family

Looking at the current situation, regardless of the damage to the meridians, the recovery of the body is estimated to take less than a few months. As for the spiritual sense, most of it has recovered at this time, and it will not take long to adjust to the peak state. Yuanying added some real yuan, but because the meridians were damaged, the real yuan couldn't be mobilized and circulated, so most of Qingyang's methods still couldn't be used, just like a useless person.

After being able to move, Qingyang did not stay where he was, and began to try to walk in one direction. More activities would be better for the recovery of the body, but the efficiency was much lower. It took more than a month to walk a few thousand miles, but With the passage of time, Qingyang's physical condition is getting better and better, and most of the internal injuries have healed. Except for the few scars that were too severely damaged before, the other wounds have all scabbed and fallen off, exposing the inner wounds. new skin.

If he hadn't been injured too badly this time, ordinary internal and external injuries would not have lasted so long. Qingyang's divine sense had already returned to its peak state. If he released his aura at the level of a god, he would be able to frighten him without knowing it. There are few people, but the current Qingyang is just an empty shell, and the sufficient true energy in the Nascent Soul cannot be used because the meridians are damaged, and it will not work if people see through it.

After all, Qingyang is a cultivator who transforms spirits. Even if he is not good at body training, his physical strength is not comparable to that of low-level monks. At least it is almost impossible for monks at the Golden Core level and below to hurt him. Now that Qingyang's body is gradually recovering, even if Without the use of true essence and spiritual thoughts, relying on the strength of the body alone, it is possible to have a head-to-head confrontation with the late Jindan monks, so there is almost no danger in this valley. Occasionally, one or two fierce beasts sprang out of the dense forest, but instead It became the food in Qingyang's mouth.

I don't know how big this spirit world is, but I haven't seen anyone for more than a month, which may be the reason why the injury was too serious and the speed was too slow. Now that Qingyang's health is much better, he is considering whether to speed up the march. Suddenly, he sensed an unusual movement in front of him. Although Qingyang's injury was not completely healed, his spiritual sense of transforming **** level was still there, so he had already noticed the reason for the movement in front of him. There should be a monk there Activity.

When Qingyang came here for the first time, he was blind to the situation in this world. Now that he finally met a monk, he must show his face, but in what capacity should he contact him? Qingyang thought for a while, the strength he can display at present is equivalent to the Jindan realm, it is better to pretend to be a Jindan body-refining cultivator, so that he will not be underestimated, and at the same time, he has kept a certain number of cards to deal with emergencies.

Qingyang performed the breath-holding technique, and instantly adjusted his cultivation base to about the ninth level of the golden core, and at the same time hid the divine sense of the transformation **** level. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for anyone to see the flaws.

Just as Qingyang adjusted his cultivation here, the cultivators over there sensed his presence, and then saw five figures flashing out from the depths of the dense forest, and quickly flew to tens of feet in front of Qingyang, scattered and faintly formed An encirclement circle, floating in the air, looking down at Qingyang from a high position.

Qingyang looked up at the five people in the air, saying that they were human beings, but in fact they just looked like human beings. In fact, they were still somewhat different from human beings. First of all, they were much smaller than normal people, with an average height of only one foot. The color of the skin is yellow and green, and there are faint patterns on the face.

Qingyang knows a lot of demon cultivators, and some of them still maintain some characteristics of monsters after being transformed, which is different from human monks. When he first participated in the All Souls Association, Qingyang also met other worlds in the Myriad Souls Secret Realm Many of the cultivators are strange-looking. Now that they have arrived in the new world, it seems normal to meet other races, but they don't know what race the five in front of them are.

However, Qingyang can roughly estimate the strength of the opponent. In the middle is a strong man with a head that is obviously much larger than his neck. His strength is about the third level of Yuanying. A young man in a green dress, a woman in a green skirt, and a man in a yellow robe.

If Qingyang's trump card is not counted, the strength of these people has an overwhelming advantage over Qingyang on the surface, so seeing Qingyang's strength clearly, several people were relieved, and heard the man in yellow robe frown and say: "Who did you think it was? It turned out to be a lost Human Golden Core cultivator."

The woman in the green skirt next to him sighed: "Look at this person's heavy and uneven breathing, and the circulation of true energy is stagnant. The meridians in his inner body should have been seriously injured, and it can be seen from the wounds on the outside of his body that have not healed. How serious the injury was, how tragic the previous battle was. This place is not a safe place, this person is still alive, this luck is very good."

The old man in the green shirt said: "You only saw the surface, but didn't see that this person's body is shining, with a deep foundation, and his strength is no less than that of a demon cultivator of the same level. This person is obviously a body-refining cultivator with both internal and external cultivation. , should be able to survive by relying on the strength of the body."

"A body-refining cultivator who cultivates both internally and externally? Is it the late stage of Jindan? When did such a person appear among the human cultivators in Cangmu City?" The big-headed and strong man in the middle asked in surprise.

The status of the big-headed and strong man in Cangmu City is not low, and he is quite familiar with the surrounding situation, especially the more famous monks. Even if he can't recognize the Jindan monks nearby, he will have some impressions. The Qingyang in front of him But it's very unfamiliar, isn't it a local?

Body-refining monks who practice both internally and externally are often strong~lightnovelpub.net~ It is no problem to step up and challenge. Even the Jindan perfect monks at the ninth level of Jindan have the power to fight against them, and they are almost invincible under the Nascent Soul. If this kid is a genius of their Bollworm Clan, the big-headed and strong man will naturally not have an idea, but unfortunately this kid is a human monk who is not very good with their Bollworm Clan, so this opportunity cannot be easily let go.

Thinking of this, the big-headed burly man said to the others: "It doesn't matter whether he is from Cangmu City or not, he is unlucky to meet us, I will come to Luezhen, and you all go up and finish him together."

After finally meeting a living person, Qingyang was still thinking about how to strike up a conversation with him, and asked about the situation here, but he didn't expect that the other person would do anything without asking. What's going on? Could it be that they have enmity with the human monks? Qingyang hurriedly said: "Fellow daoists, wait a moment. This is the first time we've met. I don't know where I offended all of you. You must kill me to be willing?"

The man in the yellow robe laughed twice, and said: "If you want to blame it, you have a bad background and broke into our Cangmu City. In Cangmu City, the human race and the locust race have competed for thousands of years. There are countless grievances and grievances. When it comes to human monks who are alone, there is no reason to let them go..."

(end of this chapter)

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