brother is right

Chapter 179 Isn't This Damn Qi Refiner For Nothing!
A month later.

For Zhang Feixuan and the others, it was lying hard in the square for a month, drunk and dreaming every day, and after waking up and swallowing the elixir, they either meditated and practiced, or practiced in evening classes. Other than that, there were no other activities.

After going on for such a long time, it was almost cost-effective, and Song Yin didn't need to say it. After they finished their exercises, they simply lay down, then passed out, and then they were whipped to death again, and fainted again.

What kind of state, what kind of spell, what kind of golden immortal and great alchemy are all imaginary to them at this time. They feel like a puppet who is cultivating Taoism. They are either practicing or being refined every day.

Lived this day.
"When is the head?"

Another morning, after Zhang Feixuan woke up, he wept silently at the rising sun.

Should have run long ago.

If he had made up his mind to run away before, this would never have happened.

There shouldn't be any forbearance!
"I was wrong"

Wang Qizheng's eyes were empty, and he muttered there: "I shouldn't go back to the mountain, I shouldn't be greedy for people's alchemy, if I don't go back to the mountain, I should be happy on a mountain now."

Gao Sishu stared at his palm, as if he wanted to piss him off, and said softly, "Brother, I'm here to find you."

"Hee hee hee, ha ha ha ha!"

Bell laughed a few times there, pointed at the people in the square and shouted: "A group of unlucky ghosts!"

Then her complexion collapsed, and she began to sob, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow(myself.

The other juniors all looked numb, and they didn't have the hope full of life a month ago.

Bitter!

"Ge Niang, it's hard for me to be a mortal, but now I'm a qi refiner, and I'm still suffering! Isn't this fucking qi trainer for nothing!"

Wang Qizheng roared suddenly, got the strength to stand up, his eyes were bloodshot, pointed at the main hall and said: "My surname is Song, I will fight with you today!!"

Zhang Feixuan walked up to Wang Qizheng's side, empathized with him, pointed at the main hall together, and shouted: "If you are tortured to death today, you will die if you plan to do something big. Waiting for death, death is possible! The Zongmen has been suffering for a long time, today we should raise the flag of rebellion!"

Gao Sishu stood side by side and nodded firmly: "I support you!"

"Take the senior brother's position!" Wang Qi was furious, gnashing his teeth.

"Third brother, you go first!" Zhang Feixuan shouted.

Without saying a word, Wang Qizheng unloaded the ax from his waist, held it in his hand, and took two aggressive steps, followed by another pause. He turned his head to look at Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu who were completely motionless, and then looked at the The giggling bell, and the paralyzed juniors who just looked at him.
"Why should I go first!" He rolled his eyes and said, "We're going to die together!"

"You said you died together, who wants to die with you?" Zhang Feixuan curled his lips, "It's okay to use your mouth, what's the matter, are you really going to fight the big brother? If you have that skill, you can beat Sumeru Mai Zongmen is simpler than this."

Who is Song Yin?

That is a character who doesn't think about how to kill him at all.

He, Zhang Feixuan, dared to plan to kill his master, but he couldn't care less about planning for his elder brother.

There is no such concept at all.

"It's fine to talk about it, it's almost done, and the senior brother will come out later." Zhang Feixuan said.

Gao Sishu nodded in a serious manner: "Senior brother, I will give you all support except support."

"Fight! Fight!" Bell clapped his hands and laughed.

"Fuck off!"

Wang Qi rolled his eyes at them, and as soon as he retracted the axe, the tormented spirit just dropped.

You can't fight, you can't escape, you can't die, you don't want to die.

What else can I do?
If you really want to fight against the elder brother, it's better to tell the prostitute that he singled out the entire Sumerian by himself, that's a little easier.

“Good spirits”

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the main hall.

The figure of Song Yin came out of the hall, and beside him was Sun Jiubei who was also in high spirits.

Song Yin glanced at them, nodded and said with a smile: "Compared to the lifeless look before, he is a little more energetic now."

"Brother!"

Those paralyzed juniors stood up together, and bowed together with Zhang Feixuan and the others.

"Well, eat Dan."

Song Yin didn't say anything else. With a wave of his sleeve, the pills flew out, floating in front of them one by one.

Yes, continue to suffer.

Zhang Feixuan sighed, and was about to reach out to take the pill, but suddenly he paused and let out a slight sigh.

Potions are different.
What was in front of him was not the Vitality Pill that gave off a faint firefly light, but a blood red pill that was constantly bubbling blood like a whirlpool.

On Wang Qizheng's side, there was a gray pill that gave off mist.

Gao Sishu's elixir is surrounded by green mist, while Bell's elixir is pitch black.

He looked back and saw that the pills of those juniors were all different.

"Brother, this." Zhang Feixuan looked over.

"It's almost time, fellow juniors, you've already reached the third rank." Song Yin said with a smile, "It's time for the refinement of the spirit and soul."

As soon as these words came out, the juniors all showed surprise.

They moved their fists and feet, feeling that the mana fluctuations were different from their bodies, and joy appeared on their faces.

"I'm fighting! I was obviously clumsy before, but now I'm fighting!"

"Third-level fighting strength, is it only a month?!"

"Me too, not only that, I feel like I'm about to break through to the point of perfection!"

The person who said this was a junior who had only been at the second level before.

Among the disciples of Jinxianmen, all the first and second ranks except Wang Hu are all there, but now, all of them have restrained mana and penetrate themselves, which is already a sign of third rank.

At this stage, they have a certain combat power.

The so-called guarding the weak and solid essence is just the beginning of Qi refining, refining the mana and stabilizing it, especially their Golden Immortal Sect's skills, which have no effect on themselves, and their bodies are not much worse than ordinary people.

Only when one reaches the third level and the mana is applied to the body, this is the real difference.

Tier [-] fighting strength can easily reach a strength of several thousand catties, and with a little practice, it can even reach ten thousand catties.

Understand it in a simple way.
Equal to an excavator.

"I'm lucky!"

Wang Hu was even more surprised, he punched out his fist, a burst of vigor opened from the fist, and he shot several inches forward.

"Oh"

Zhang Feixuan also moved slightly, and the palm of his hand was filled with blood. The glow of blood rushed straight up from the palm of his hand, reaching a height of several meters, making the surroundings glow with blood.

I was too busy before, too busy being tortured. When I woke up, I just meditated and practiced Qi, and then continued to faint. I never paid attention to the specific situation.

Looking at it now, it's a bit amazing!

The difference in realm is not the difference in combat power.

Otherwise, when they were at the fifth level, they would not be so embarrassed when dealing with a fourth-level Seizing God Sect.

Boundaries also need to be realized.

Using intelligence at the fifth level can create all kinds of spells. His transfiguration and blood control skills are all done at the fifth level.

Wang Qizheng's animal transformation spell was also created at the fifth level.

Sixth-order secluded access, the most important thing is the small supernatural power, but it is completely different from the current thing.

He hasn't created supernatural powers yet, but what he feels now is that his mana is increasing, and his degree of manipulation is much higher than before.

In terms of physique, he is also much stronger.

Zhang Feixuan felt that the current self could beat three previous selves!
"It's the same with you, maybe you are too focused. You broke through half a month ago."

Song Yin shook his head and smiled: "I thought you guys knew it, but it wasn't up to the limit at the time, so I didn't mention it."

"Thank you, brother!"

Zhang Feixuan looked solemn, and bowed again.

Among other things, just relying on the strong mana now, this month's suffering is not in vain!

The rest of the people followed suit, their bodies bent almost ninety degrees.

"Everything is for the sect."

Song Yin waved his hand: "Okay, don't waste your time, eat pills."

"Brother, what's the situation with this pill, isn't it the vitality pill?"

Zhang Feixuan stood up straight, and then carefully looked at the elixir full of blood in front of him.

It was still a top-grade pill, and he could feel his blood energy rising just by smelling the pill's Qi casually.

This is not as simple as Shangpindan.
Thinking of this, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

When did Shangpin Dan become so simple?

He has never refined a high-grade pill, but now this pill, he feels that it is more powerful than the red jade intermittent pill refined by his senior.

Song Yin smiled: "This is the elixir I specially refined for you. Everyone's elixir is suitable for you."

(End of this chapter)