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- However, Qingyang also knows that this is impossible. It is just because of the visual and sensory fatigue caused by being in the same environment for a long time. In fact, he has flown a long distance. What matters at this time is patience and perseverance. If you can't hold on, you'll end up dead. Only if you hold on can you succeed.
Qingyang identified a direction and flew forward tirelessly, just like practicing in seclusion after a quiet room, leaving all negative emotions behind. If he got tired of flying, he would enter the Drunk Immortal Gourd space. He rested for a while, regained his physical strength, and replenished some consumed real energy. Then he left the Drunk Immortal Gourd and continued flying forward. When he was tired, he went back in to rest and recover. This cycle repeated. Anyway, he was the only one here, so he didn't have to worry about others discovering him. secret.
Nowadays, Qingyang is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. He can drive the Yufeng Gourd faster and can fly more than two thousand miles per hour. Even if he often needs to rest in the Drunk Immortal Gourd, it won't actually delay him too much. , the average distance per day can reach 30,000 miles.
This speed is not comparable to that of those cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, but Qingyang has the Drunken Immortal Gourd as the biggest help. It can be replenished after consumption. If you are tired, you can adjust your mood. But others can only rely on spiritual stones to replenish their true energy when they are tired. He can only find a way to adjust himself. It will be good if he doesn't go crazy for a long time, not to mention the efficiency of rushing. Qingyang can imagine the miserable situation of others at this time.
Of course, Qingyang's journey in the endless void is not always smooth. The most common ones are void storms and space turbulence. Space storms are similar to storms in the mortal world, but their intensity is completely different. When a storm comes, it blocks the sky and the sun. , if you are not careful, you will be involved in it and be torn apart and thrown around crazily. Nascent Soul monks like Qingyang cannot resist it at all. Losing direction is just a small problem. If you are unlucky, you may be torn apart by the storm. Broken.
When Qingyang encountered a space storm for the first time, because he had no experience in evading it, he was directly involved. He lost control of his body at that time. He rolled, beat, collided, and was thrown with the storm, and even hid in the Drunken Immortal Gourd. There is no chance. It didn't take long for Qingyang to pass out, but the violent collision soon woke him up. Repeatedly, Qingyang was tortured to death. When the void storm finally stopped, all the bones in Qingyang's body were broken. He was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move. He floated in the void for several days before he was able to mobilize some spiritual energy to enter the Drunken Immortal Gourd. After that, he lay in the Drunken Immortal Gourd for nearly a month before recovering from his injuries.
Fortunately, the duration of this void storm was compensated and the power was not too great, so Qingyang could barely save his life. If he encountered one that lasted for a long time or was particularly powerful, let alone Qingyang who only had the perfect Nascent Soul cultivation level, Even cultivators who practice void refining and fusion may not survive.
From then on, Qingyang learned his lesson. When he encountered a void storm again, he tried his best to avoid it. If he couldn't avoid it, he would hide in the Drunken Immortal Gourd and wait until the void storm was over before going out. This Drunken Immortal The gourd is his biggest support, otherwise he would die several times.
Another danger is the spatial turbulence hidden in the endless void. The spatial turbulence is composed of many large and small space cracks. The big ones are comparable to door leaves, and the small ones are as thin as hair, just like traps buried on the road. Generally speaking, you will die if you touch it, you will be injured if you touch it, and you will be disemboweled if you hit it head-on. It is simply not something that low-level monks like Qingyang can solve. Only high-level monks who have mastered the laws of space can break it, even if they are combined. The monk also had a headache when he encountered it.
If the space turbulence is like a void storm and can be avoided in advance, Qingyang will not be afraid. The key is that this thing is invisible and intangible. Although the spiritual mind can detect it, no one can always turn on the spiritual mind when flying. , and Qingyang was so fast, even if his spiritual sense was always on, he would hit him head-on before he noticed it, and there would be no time to react.
Facing this kind of terrifying space turbulence, the Drunken Immortal Gourd lost its protective effect and could only rely on Qingyang to solve it. Fortunately, he was quite lucky and did not lose his life on it.
强牺 99bxwx.com 读牺。 However, Qingyang also encountered him several times during the journey. It was dangerous. Once, a two-inch long space crack passed directly through Qingyang's chest, directly piercing a hole as big as a fist in his chest. His heart and lungs were cut off. It took him several days to recover in the Drunken Immortal Gourd. come over.
Another time was even more dangerous. A three-foot-long space crack passed under Qingyang, only half a foot away from his crotch. If he had flown lower, he might have become a eunuch in the future, but Qingyang¡¯s flight The spiritual weapon Wind Controlling Gourd was not so lucky and was directly split into two halves.
At this time, 75 zw .com Zhang Si. Control the big and control the owl. After several brushes with death, Qingyang still has lingering fears.There is nothing we can do about it because we have to speed up in a hurry. If we use our spiritual thoughts to explore it first and make sure it is safe before moving forward, we may not be able to complete the distance of one or two hundred miles in one day, and it will be endless void. The journey is extremely long, and even if Qingyang's remaining lifespan is used up, he still won't be able to reach another world.
But Qingyang also has something to rely on, which is the Golden Cicada Escape Technique taught to him by the Purple Cicada Demon King in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits. Back then, Qingyang got a parasitic grass. In order to thank him for saving his life, the Purple Cicada Demon King Using blood essence and innate magical powers, Qingyang was given the Golden Cicada Escape Technique. However, Qingyang could only use this technique once, and it would be gone after it was used up, unless he could find another parasitic grass and let the Purple Cicada Demon King help him again. Cast once, but of course this is not possible now.
With the Golden Cicada Escape Technique, Qingyang is equivalent to having an extra life. Because of this, Qingyang dares to increase his speed. Once the Golden Cicada Escape Technique fails, Qingyang will not be so bold.
In addition to these two dangers, it is said that there are still many void insect beasts living in the endless void, which feed on monks. The degree of danger is no less than void storms and space turbulence. There are many types of void insect beasts, and their levels are generally relatively high. The high ones are comparable to those of fusion and tribulation monks, and the low ones are at least at the Nascent Soul stage, because no matter how low the strength is, it will be difficult to live in the void. Yang was lucky, but the number of those void insect beasts was still too small, and Qingyang had never encountered them before.
Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye. Qingyang stopped and walked. When he was tired or injured, he would recuperate in the Drunk Immortal Gourd for a while. After recovering, he would continue on his way. Sometimes he would be disturbed by void storms and lose his way, and he would still walk a little. Looking back, going round and round, even he himself doesn't remember exactly how far Qingyang has traveled in the past thirty years, but he estimates that it is always two to three hundred million miles
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