Refa is King

Chapter 145 Disagreement
"Looks like I have to go to Feizhu too." Bao Bushu didn't expect that he would sacrifice the thunder talisman and eat the meat of the earth-piercing beast, and his physique would grow explosively. In just a few days, Bao Bushu felt I have at least the strength of seven bulls.

When Bao Bushu first entered the cave, he only had the strength of two oxen. After eating the meat of the earth-piercing beast, he had the strength of five oxen. After absorbing spiritual energy and tempering his body in the past few days, his strength increased explosively again.

This is also why there is no book, except for the flying squirrels that are eaten, other flying squirrels are used to chase, which is to familiarize themselves with the surge in strength of the whole body.

The flying squirrel moves in a weird way, going left and right, up and down, and sometimes even turns back, Bao Bushu can already chase the flying squirrel to a large extent and collapse to the ground.

Bao Bushu felt that this place was no longer suitable for him, looking at the flying squirrel in front of him, his red eyes looked unlovable.

"Get lost." Bao Bushu had something in his belly, so he wouldn't kill the flying squirrel at all. The flying squirrel was thrown a few meters away, and he couldn't believe it, and then ran away, reading Bao Bushu while running.

Bao Bushu stood up, then looked at the direction, Bao Bushu decided to go deeper.

The huge wind has had little impact on Bao Bushu, and Bao Bushu found that the speed at which he absorbed the spiritual energy became faster and faster, and the speed at which the mana in his body devoured the spiritual energy also increased a lot. Now the flying squirrel meat is in his belly , it will be gone in an hour.

Even though he felt hungry, he didn't rush to eat even if he couldn't pack a book. No matter how much he ate, he would be swallowed up by the mana in his body.

Turned into streams of pure mana, looked around, Bao Bushu walked out of the stone forest, the huge wind wrapped stones, gravel, and some other things.

Bao Bushu always pays attention to the wind direction. He has been in Dongtian for a long time. Bao Bushu can roughly find some patterns. Once the wind becomes weaker, he should pay attention. There may be a tornado coming. The tornado here It is very large, with a diameter of more than a hundred miles, and the wind in the center is enough to push and play with stones tens of feet high.

So be sure to watch the six directions with your eyes and listen to all directions. There are big rocks, and the wind sounds are slightly different.

The huge wind force brings more spiritual power, which can't cover the acupuncture points all over the body. The skin is like countless straws of different sizes, constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. When these spiritual energy enters the body, it is almost [-]% swallowed by Lei Fa. Transformed into the purest mana.

Jiuyao Leishen Jue, Bao Bushu runs this exercise route, in fact the mana is still the mana of Lei Xiaojing.

The mana of the Lei Xiaojing circulates in the heart, flows along the blood vessels~ into the tendons, muscles, and bones, tempering the body bit by bit.

After one lap, it basically consumes one-tenth of the mana, and this is not counting the devouring of mana outside during the operation.

One circle here refers to a big celestial circle, one hour, running the Lei Xiaojing for three hours, and then running the Jiuyao Thunder God Art for three hours.

With such repetitions, he kept his mana at about [-]% and consumed about half of his spiritual power.

"I lost my way." Several hours passed, and Bao Bushu looked at the gravel in front of the sky, and let out a long breath. According to the distance, there should be a hill in this place, but there is no one now, so there is only one possibility, That's getting lost. In this place, in the wind and sand, you can't tell the direction at all.

I'm not afraid if I don't pack a book, but my vigilance is much higher.

And outside in Jiuyang City, after Li Xingshan was punished by the gate rules, he lost face, but at least he had a place to live.

During this period of time, Li Xingshan also figured out the details. Although he was a genius in the foundation building period, he was a genius outside, but he was nothing in this Jiuyangmen at that time.

Take the new disciples as an example, eight out of ten are qi training Dzogchen, it's not that these disciples don't build a foundation, but they are tempering their bodies.

Li Xingshan saw that the disciples in the Qi refining period went out to practice in the ice and snow every day, even women were no exception, and they joined in excitedly.

But in less than half an hour, Li Xingshan returned to his room with a pale face, and there was laughter behind him.

"A piece of trash."

"Even Junior Brother Bushu can persist for a day."

"Not to mention, I feel that my legs have gained a lot of strength because of this set of moves done by my younger brother."

"Hey, even I feel that my arms are much stronger. Did you see that I lifted the wood up and down while running with my legs up?"

"Don't talk, run quickly and see the new juniors, they have been able to hold on for two hours."

Every day at dawn in Nine Suns City, a group of disciples ran out. Thousands of people carried thick logs, raised their legs high, and ran around the city wall.

At the beginning, these disciples thought it was very simple, but the frozen ground is very smooth, if you don't pay attention, it is just a big horse squatting.

Balance is very important, especially the stability of the lower plate.

And every time the knees are at the same level as the waist, once or twice is nothing, at the end of the day, even the old disciple feels pain in all the muscles and veins all over his body.

The thick wood has to be supported by hands at all times. It's the same sentence. After a long time, many disciples can't bear it.

But these disciples are all outer disciples, as long as some people persist, others don't want to be looked at differently by others.

So the old disciples competed with each other, as did the new disciples. Li Xingshan's initial plan to come all failed. He challenged first, but was killed instantly.

Well, this is an old disciple, Li Xingshan still comforted himself, but as for a new disciple, if others persisted for two hours, his mana would be exhausted in half an hour.

"Bao Bushu, I want to see if you are superhuman." Li Xingshan heard the word Bao Bushu on different occasions and places, and Bao Bushu also entered through the back door. He aimed at Bao Bushu, and once he heard Bao Bushu's name, he knew he was a country bumpkin.

However, Li Xingshan still has to go out to practice every day, but he often acts alone, and the other brothers are unwilling to practice with Li Xingshan.

Kunlun Mountain stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, and here is the world's number one sect, Kunlun Mountain. It is said that on the other side of Kunlun Mountain is the vast void.

But no one has been there, because there are not only human monks in Kunlun Mountain, but also monster races.

Yigan and Yihe landed in front of the mountain gate, and two monks carrying flying swords immediately bowed in front of the mountain gate.

"Greetings to the head master." The two monks said in unison.

"Yeah." Yiqian hummed, and then walked into the mountain gate.

Kunlun Mountain is located on Kunlun Peak, which is a spiritual mountain with more than a dozen large and small spiritual veins, including five large ones.

From a distance, there are countless peaks around the main peak of Kunlun Peak, and these are the growth of the land veins.

There are many other courtyards on these mountain peaks, and there are countless disciples, but inside the mountain gate, no one can fly.

No matter who it is, even if it is the head of the sect, they have to walk to enter the mountain gate. Along the way, there are disciples who greet each other constantly.

"Senior brother Yigan." A female cultivator turned into a stream of light and landed in front of Yigan from a distance.

"Junior Sister Yiling." Yigan greeted.

"Junior Sister." Yihe also greeted.

"How is it?" Yi Ling asked eagerly.

Yigan said, "Come on, let's talk in the hall."

When they came to the main hall, there were already dozens of people. These dozens of people were all Daoist cultivators. Of course, this was not all of them, but a part of them, representing each mountain.

"Master." Yigan looked at the old man sitting above him and greeted him.

"Well, sit down and talk." The old man said with his eyes closed.

"Report to Master, Chang Yun, a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, has obtained the inheritance of Senior Hutong, while Chang Fei and Chang Yuan have not, and their spirits have suffered certain damage." Yi Gan said.

The old man opened his eyes: "Huntong was originally a thousand years younger than me. Being able to cultivate to the fairyland is not just talent."

"Changyun's benefits will be doubled in the future, and she will be good at refining the refining materials." The old man closed his eyes and ordered.

"Yes." Others didn't dare to say anything. Although these are from various hills, this old man is the oldest surviving old guy in the entire Kunlun Sect. When the old guys on other hills see this old man, they will all call out senior brother.

"Yi Ling, this time your branch has benefited, so in the next hundred years, the monthly rate will be reduced by [-]%." The old man continued.

"Yes, Master." Yiling immediately agreed, the inheritance of an Earth Immortal is rare, let alone an Earth Immortal who can refine immortal weapons.

"Uncle, I think it's a little unfair. The niece of Master Changyun has been inherited by the senior Hutong, so she should carry it forward." Someone below spoke.

Others also nodded one after another. A sect and a mountain top have obtained such an inheritance. Now it seems that there are fewer benefits, but in the future, and the so-called monthly rules, it will only be effective for low-level disciples. Who will count on that for high-level disciples? thing.

"Yineng, what did you say?" Yiling shouted after hearing this.

"Junior Sister Yiling, I'm also thinking about the sect." Yi Neng was a chubby middle-aged man, and when he heard this, he still looked aggrieved.

Hearing this, Yigan said with a sneer: "If you can, let's put it this way, the number of Dongxiu Peak guarding Xuefeng should be the same as that of other peaks. Why do you have a part less each time? Is this to prove that you Dongxiu Peak? Don't you take the safety of the sect seriously?"

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, it's so possible to confuse it, it's totally two different things." Yi Neng said.

The middle-aged man next to Yiling said: "My daughter got the inheritance from the senior Huntong, that's her luck. If anyone wants to get my daughter's way, I don't mind staying in Hei Yao Cave for 500 years."

As soon as he heard this, he immediately called out: "Uncle Shi, look at your disciple..."

"Once you can, why don't you two go to fight, and we monks rely on our stinky mouth, what's that?" The old man at the top said lightly.

"Master, you..." Yi Neng was still a little unconvinced.

"Why, you want to fight against me. Even if your master comes, I will still slap him twice. If I break your leg, your master still dare not settle accounts with me. Do you believe it?" The old man didn't even look at it. Open your mouth and say.

"Master, I think it's reasonable to say anything." Another middle-aged man also spoke, and the whole scene became a little quiet.

He said with a smile: "In this case, let's call the niece of Master Changyun, and then you two also call the disciples under your sect, and ask the niece of Master Changyun to bring out something, but I said it first, If the two of you are useless and can’t teach, then Master Changyun’s niece will be promising in the future, don’t put on an airs of elders and ask her to do this and that, I’ll be the first to disagree.”

(End of this chapter)