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Qingyang first controlled the flying sword and flew towards the sky, and when he flew to a height of tens of feet, he finally felt a little uncomfortable. It's not that he doesn't dare to continue flying to high places, but that his strength is too low and he doesn't know what to do, and he is not particularly proficient at controlling the flying sword. There is no place for me, what should I do if I get hurt?
After trying the altitude, Qingyang tried the flying speed of the Yujian again. If he exerted it to the extreme, it could even be compared with the attacking speed of flying swords, but in this case, the load on the divine sense would be too great, and the consumption of true energy would be too great. It's more serious and won't last long at all. Moreover, the speed of the flying sword was too fast, it was difficult for Qingyang's body to stand firmly on the flying sword, and he would fall off if he was not careful.
After many verifications, Qingyang finally figured out the most suitable altitude and speed for Yujian to fly at present. Yang was traveling at about the same speed on the ground.
Even so, with Qingyang's current strength, he can only persist for about an hour at a time. No matter how long the time is, he will be overloaded and must stop and rest for a while. However, he is now in the Qi refining period. Things should be much better.
The flying speed is about the same as the speed of traveling. It seems that there is no advantage. In fact, the benefits are not small. Flying with the sword first represents a kind of strength and identity. Only when the cultivation base reaches a certain level can you fly with the sword. portion.
Second, it can shorten the distance a lot, without so many obstacles and interference on the ground, and the third is that the field of vision is wide, and the observation range at high altitude is wider, and any danger can always be found in advance.
Yehoupo is also in the Qingfeng Mountains, only a few thousand miles away from the fairy gate of Qingfeng Palace. Qingyangfei rested and walked a while, and arrived at the old place of Yehoupo in only ten days.
Twenty years have passed, and the wild monkey slope has hardly changed. As soon as Qingyang set foot on the hillside, countless monstrous monkeys appeared. Positive. It's just that Qingyang's aura is released, these monster monkeys feel Qingyang's aura, knowing that the other party is obviously not easy to mess with, but none of the monster monkeys dare to rush out to block the way.
When Qingyang gradually approached the top of the mountain, the monstrous monkeys finally couldn't bear it anymore. They were restless for a while, and then a large group of monstrous monkeys surrounded the monkey king and stood in front of them.
The strength of the monkey king is about the peak of the second rank. It should be re-elected from the remaining second-rank monster monkeys after the original monkey king was taken away by Qingyang. Relying on instinct, so twenty years have passed, and it has not evolved to the third level.
The new monkey king also felt the threat from Qingyang, knowing that he was not Qingyang's opponent, but thinking that there was their lair behind him, he could only bite the bullet and stand up.
Qingyang couldn't help but smiled when he saw the stern look of the monkeys, and then released the iron-armed monkey with a move of his divine sense. The iron-armed monkey seemed to have guessed where it was. As soon as it showed its head, it let out all its aura, and howled joyfully at the group of monster monkeys in front of it.
Today's iron-armed spirit monkey has reached the fourth level, which is two levels higher than the monster monkey with the highest strength present, and the suppressing effect of the level is amplified a lot among the same kind. Hearing the whistle of the iron-armed monkey, the monster monkeys prostrated themselves on the ground one after another, even the new monkey king was no exception.
Afterwards, the iron-armed monkey gradually regained its momentum, and the group of monkeys finally recognized the former king. Although the iron-armed monkey should have been away from here for twenty years, the monster monkey group respected him even more, not only because he was their former king, but also because of his improved strength.
Qingyang didn't understand animal language either, he just felt that the monkeys were screaming so loudly that his ears were almost deaf. After a long time, the whole monkey group gradually calmed down, and then the whole monkey group surrounded Qingyang. Yang and the iron-armed monkey came to the demon monkey cave.
I haven't been here for 20 years, and the Monster Monkey Cave hasn't changed much. The only difference is that there is more monkey spirit wine in the pool than when Qingyang left. It should be accumulated in the past 20 years.
On the other side of the cave, Qingyang found the stone chamber opened by Wuyou Sanren. When Qingyang left, he did not block the entrance of the stone chamber with stones, but the monster monkeys seemed to regard it as a forbidden area. I haven't been in it yet, but it looks very clean.
With the improvement of strength, the stones that could only be moved by Qingyang and the Monkey King together can now be easily moved by one person. After tidying up the stone room a bit, Qingyang sealed himself in the stone room again with stones, and was also ready to come if he didn't succeed.
As for the iron-armed monkey, Qingyang kept him outside, so that he could have a good time with the monster monkeys.?For one thing, and secondly, you can lead the monkeys to guard outside, and you have time to react when encountering danger.
Having made all preparations, Qingyang took out a futon from the holding talisman and sat down cross-legged on the stone bed against the wall, abandoning all external interference and quietly operating the technique.
Breaking through the foundation building stage is a very difficult process, and there is nothing to be careless about. Qingyang patiently spent less than half a month adjusting his state. Only when he felt that he had adjusted to the best in all aspects, did he reach out and take out a building foundation. Kedan put it in his mouth.
After entering the elixir, the medicinal power was gradually released, and then dispersed into Qingyang's limbs and meridians. Qingyang only felt a bang, and the zhenqi in his body seemed to be boiling, gathering crazily in his meridians. Before he could react, the gathered zhenqi swarmed towards his dantian.
This feeling is like a large amount of flood suddenly flowing into a small river, and the amount of the flood is still increasing, and there is a danger of bursting the embankment at any time. The meridians are invisible and intangible, but they are real. When the violent spiritual energy rages in the Qingyang meridians, the invisible, intangible, but ubiquitous pain hits him instantly, making him The face changed color.
It¡¯s as if countless ants are swarming around, as if countless bees are stinging all over the body, sometimes sore and numb, sometimes painful, everywhere, but nowhere to be found. This kind of pain is really indescribable by any words in Qingyang, and it is unbearable.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, it seemed like only an hour or two, it seemed like ten days and a half, and it seemed like a full century had passed. The pain in my body gradually disappeared, and the Foundation Establishment Pill in my mouth also shrank little by little. , from longan to peanut size, from peanut to soybean size, from soybean to sesame mung bean size, until finally disappearing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com