What kind of fairy are you cultivating?

Chapter 41

In fact, besides Qin Huaiyuan, there were many unnamed disciples in the same situation.

In order to be able to practice the Breath Containment Technique in a timely and rapid manner, they have never had time to expel the turbid qi lingered in the dantian.

Before Qin Huaiyuan broke out, these disciples were all suffering, thinking that they would open the brakes as soon as they finished the next practice.

But after practicing once, many people feel as if they can persevere a little longer.

They thought that while Senior Brother Jiang Yu from the inner sect was still here, they could ask him for advice in time if they had any questions. At this time, it was best not to waste time.

Whether it is Qin Huaiyuan or other registered disciples, almost everyone has the same idea.

As long as you can persist in a short period of time, you must persist.

But they end up miscalculating the limits of their bodies.

If it is normal, maybe they can really hold on for a while.

But these days, in order to save money and spend more time and money on cultivation, many disciples chose to buy the Immortal Immortal Powder from Zhao Lingshan's stall.

The Shengxian powder itself is ground from soybeans, which contains a lot of protein.

If these proteins enter the human body and cannot be fully digested and absorbed, a stagnation of qi will form in the body.

After a few days, the disciples had more and more stagnation in their bodies due to eating a large amount of Shengxian powder.

In addition to the turbid qi stored in the dantian during the practice of holding breath today, the two kinds of qi actually cross-acted in the body.

It was Qin Huaiyuan who couldn't bear it first, and the turbid qi and stagnant qi gushed out from a certain part of his body together.

Hearing that Qin Huaiyuan fired the first shot here.

The rest of the disciples who were still patient seemed to be infected, and the last line of defense was instantly breached.

"puff!"

"Pfft!"

"Puff puff!"

The continuous sound of exhaust gas began to echo in the martial arts arena, accompanied by the strong and weird smell of soybean protein.

"Yuck~"

A disciple who had just lifted the blockade of his mouth and nose just wanted to take a big breath of fresh self-initiated aura in the air to refresh himself.

Unexpectedly, after inhaling this breath, it almost became the last breath of his life.

"What the hell does this smell like, why is it so... vomit~"

"I said long ago that Shengxian powder is not a good thing, but you just don't listen to it. Now something is wrong... Ugh~"

Whether it is a loyal fan of Shengxian powder or a disciple who rejects this new product, in short, the current martial arts arena has fallen into chaos.

Some people were rowing, some people were smoking, and some disciples who didn't know why grabbed people around them and asked what happened.

But soon, many people at the scene rolled their eyes and foamed because they inhaled too much mixed gas.

Because Liu Qing was sitting at the end of the crowd, he immediately chose to retreat when Qin Huaiyuan felt strange.

When he was an undergraduate student in his previous life, he had a roommate who was keen on physical exercise and ate protein powder every day.

Therefore, he has long been aware of the sour gas rich in soy protein.

While running backwards, he did not forget to use the breathing restraint technique he had just learned.

"Fortunately, I learned this breath-holding skill early on, otherwise I'm afraid I'd be smoked to death by this group of people."

After successfully evacuating to a relatively safe place, Liu Qing stopped and found a place to sit down.

Then he released the restriction on his mouth and nose, panting heavily.

When he saw what the so-called Shengxian Powder was from a disciple this morning, he had an ominous premonition.

Unexpectedly, what happened was so serious.

"There is a symphony of hundreds of people in the martial arts field, just thinking about it makes me feel exciting!"

After slowly regaining consciousness, Liu Qing stood up with lingering fear, ready to observe the situation on the other side of the martial arts field from a distance.

But when his eyes shifted to the Martial Arts Field again, he didn't see the situation, but he saw a person galloping towards him.

The man was dressed in white, stepped on a flying sword, and staggered towards him.

Liu Qing took a closer look, who else could this person be if not Jiang Yu.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Yu's flying sword stopped in front of Liu Qing.

He himself also got off the flying sword, with both hands on his legs, panting heavily.

After fully recovering, Jiang Yu complained to Liu Qing.

"I originally thought that the task of imparting spiritual skills was relatively safe and much easier than going down the mountain. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen."

"If I hadn't reacted in time just now and activated the Breath Containment Technique in time, Yu Jian escaped, I'm afraid the whole person would be smothered by now."

While talking, Jiang Yu kept patting his chest, trying to stabilize himself.

"I, Jiang Yu, have been in the world of cultivating immortals for so many years, and this is the first time I am in such a mess."

"Although my realm and understanding are not comparable to those of my direct disciples, I can still be considered a well-known figure in the inner sect. I didn't expect that today... alas."

"You registered disciples are really terrifying!"

Looking at the embarrassing senior brother in front of him, Liu Qing suddenly felt that he was not so unlucky anymore.

But he just received so many gifts from others, Liu Qing is too embarrassed to laugh at him at this moment.

He could only comfort him with the tone of a fallen man in the world:
"Brother Jiang was able to escape from the catastrophe, which can already be regarded as a blessing."

"Since it's a blessing, we have to celebrate it. How about going to my house for a drink later?"

Hearing Liu Qing's suggestion, Jiang Yu was a little moved, not to mention celebrating the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

When such a thing happened again, drinking some wine to overwhelm it is indeed a good idea.

However, a question suddenly appeared in Jiang Yu's mind now.

I, an inner disciple who had stepped into the Foundation Establishment Realm, almost escaped from the scene.

Liu Qing is only just at the Qi Refining Realm, how did he get here first?
'Could it be that Junior Brother Liu Qing has mastered high-level spiritual skills like teleportation? '

'Impossible, isn't the realm of teleportation only when it reaches the Jindan realm?
Junior Brother Liu Qing's strength at the Qi Refining Realm is impossible, absolutely impossible! '

'Since there is no magical skill such as teleportation, then he has foreseen the occurrence of this disaster in advance. '

'Great prophecy?It is said that even the Daoist Qingling back then had only scratched the surface. '

'Junior brother Liu Qing, is he so strong? '

Just when Jiang Yu looked at Liu Qing with a very inconceivable gaze.

Liu Qing's gaze was on the Martial Arts Field not far away.

Suddenly, his two pupils began to dilate slowly, as if something terrifying had appeared.

Because he saw it, a turbid yellow storm.

It is sweeping towards them from the direction of the Martial Arts Field...

(End of this chapter)