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Chapter 1977: The Boreal Clan

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    Looking at the current situation, regardless of the damage to the meridians, it is estimated that the body will not take a few months to recover. As for the mind, most of it has been restored at this time, and it will not take long to adjust to its peak state.  Some true energy was replenished in the Nascent Soul, but because the meridians were damaged, the true energy could not be mobilized and circulated, so most of Qingyang's methods were still unable to be used, and he was almost 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 have a better effect on physical recovery, but the efficiency was much lower. It took him more than a month to walk several thousand miles, but  As time goes by, Qingyang's physical condition is getting better and better, and most of the internal injuries have healed. Except for a few scars from the previous serious injuries that have not fully grown, the other wounds have all scabbed off, revealing the inner parts.  New skins.

    If he hadn't been injured too seriously this time, ordinary internal and external injuries would not have lasted so long. Qingyang's spiritual consciousness had already returned to its peak state. If he released his aura at the level of a god, he would be able to frighten people without knowing it.  There are few people, but Qingyang is just an empty shell now. The abundant real energy in Yuanying cannot be used because of the damaged meridians, and it will not work if others see through it.

    After all, Qingyang is a god-forming monk. Even if he is not good at body training, his body 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 energy and spiritual thoughts, one can go head-to-head with late-stage Jindan monks just by relying on physical strength. Therefore, there is almost no danger in this valley. Occasionally, one or two ferocious beasts emerge from the dense forest. On the contrary,  It became the food in Qingyang's mouth.

    I don¡¯t know how big this spiritual world is, but I haven¡¯t seen anyone for more than a month. It may be because the injury was too serious before and the speed was too slow. Now that Qingyang¡¯s body is much better, he is considering whether to speed up the journey.  Suddenly, he sensed an unusual movement in front of him. Although Qingyang's injuries were not fully healed, his divine mind at the level of becoming a god was still there, so he sensed the cause of the movement in front of him early. It should be that there were monks there.  Activity.

    When Qingyang came here for the first time, he had no idea about the situation in this world. Now that he finally met the monk, he must show up, but in what capacity should he contact him?  Qingyang thought for a while and realized that the strength he could currently exert was equivalent to the Golden Elixir realm. It was better to pretend to be a Golden Elixir body-refining cultivator so that he would not be underestimated and at the same time retain certain trump cards to deal with emergencies.

    Qingyang used the Breath Condensation Technique and instantly adjusted his cultivation level to about the ninth level of the Golden Core. At the same time, he also hid his divine thoughts at the level of God Transformation. His true realm is high, unless he encounters the middle stage of God Transformation or above.  As a monk, it is difficult for anyone to see the flaws under normal circumstances.

    Qingyang had just adjusted his cultivation here, and the monks there had already sensed his presence. Then he saw five figures flashing out from the depths of the dense forest, quickly flying dozens of feet in front of Qingyang, spreading out and faintly forming  A circle floated in the air, looking down at Qingyang.

    Qingyang looked up at the five people in the sky. He said they were people, but in fact they just looked like people. In fact, they were somewhat different from people. First of all, they were much smaller than normal people, with an average height of only more than one foot.  The colors are yellow and green, and there are faint patterns on the face.

    Qingyang knows many demon cultivators. Some of them still retain some characteristics of demonic beasts after their transformation, which is different from human monks. When he first participated in the All Souls Association, Qingyang also encountered other worlds in the Secret Realm of All Souls.  Many of the monks have strange shapes. Now that we have arrived in the new world, it seems normal to meet other races. I just don¡¯t know what race the five in front of me are.

    However, Qingyang can roughly estimate the opponent's strength. In the middle is a strong man whose head is obviously much larger than his neck. His strength is about the third level of Nascent Soul. The other four are all in the late Jindan stage, an old man in green shirt and a black man.  There are young men in clothes, a woman in a green skirt and a man in a yellow robe.

    If Qingyang's trump card is not included, the strength of these people has an overwhelming advantage over Qingyang. So after seeing Qingyang's strength clearly, several people breathed a sigh of relief and heard the man in yellow robe frown and said:  "I thought it was who it was, but it turned out to be a lost human Jindan monk."

    The woman in the green dress next to her sighed: "Looking at this man's heavy and uneven breathing, and his stagnant Qi movement, his internal meridians must have been seriously injured, and it can be seen from the wounds on the outside of his body that have not yet healed.  The injuries he suffered were so serious, and the previous battle was so brutal. This is not a safe place, and this person is very lucky to be able to survive until now."

    The old man in green shirt said: "You only saw the surface, but you didn't see that this person's body is gleaming, has profound knowledge, and is no less powerful than a demon cultivator of the same level. This person is obviously a body-refining cultivator who has both internal and external abilities.  , it should have relied on the strength of the body to survive.¡±

      "A body-refining monk who cultivates both internal and external skills? Or is he in the late stage of Golden Core? When did such a figure appear among the human monks in Cangmu City?" The big-headed man in the middle said in surprise.

    The big-headed man has a high status in Cangmu City. He is quite familiar with the surrounding situation, especially the more famous monks. Even if he does not recognize all the nearby Jindan monks, he will have some impressions. Qingyang in front of him  But he looked unfamiliar. Could it be that he was not a local?

    Body-refining cultivators who practice both internal and external skills are often very strong, and are easily challenged by levels beyond their level. Even those at the ninth level of the Golden Core can fight against cultivators with perfect Golden Core, and they are almost invincible under the Nascent Soul.  If this boy was a genius of their Clan, the big-headed man would naturally have no idea. Unfortunately, this boy was a human monk who was not easy to deal with, so he could not let this opportunity go easily.

    Thinking of this, the big-headed man said to the others: "No matter if he comes from Cangmu City or not, it will be unlucky for him to encounter us. I will raid the formation, and you guys will go up together to deal with him."

    After finally meeting a living person, Qingyang was still thinking about how to strike up a conversation and ask about the situation here. He didn't expect that the other party would take action without asking anything. What's going on?  Could it be that they have a grudge against the human monks?  Qingyang hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoists, wait a moment. This is the first time we have met. I don't know where I have offended you. Do you have to kill me?"

    The man in yellow robe chuckled twice and said: "If you want to blame, it's because you have a bad background and broke into our Cangmu City. In Cangmu City, the human race and the Bodhisattva race have been competing for thousands of years. There are countless grievances between them. Now we meet  There is no reason to let go of a human monk who is alone"

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