Chapter 74

with the increase of soul, the longer you can practice with the Bagua dish. Now you can practice a stick of incense.

And it's like someone else has been practicing for a year.

This is not enough, reaching out to the storage bag, a bottle of Chinese medicine appeared in the hand, opened the bottle cap, poured out a grain without hesitation and put it into the mouth, and suddenly another aura appeared in the elixir field.

One day passed in the practice. At dawn, Yi Heng looked at an empty jade bottle and shook his head with a wry smile.

"this qualification is not ordinary poor. It is already seven levels of solution, nearly eight layers of solution, and so many pills are needed."

But he felt the pleasure of improving his cultivation, and then he was excited because he could fly with the emperor.

Yi Heng stood in Qiankun square and looked at the three surrounding mountains. He thought of Xiao Wuji's introduction: "the mountain peak of the inner disciples is where Xun hall is, and the other two are Zhentang and Gen hall. But now people go to the mountain sky and no one practices on them."

Now Yi Heng has crossed the peak of Zhentang and arrived at the back of the mountain.

It's quiet behind the mountain, and most people don't come here.

There are endless mountains. This is 100000 mountains. It is said that there are fierce monsters in the deepest place, which can be compared with the foundation building friars.

But here is still in the Yimen area, it is very safe, there is a stream at the foot of the mountain, the clear water flowing happily, also make him happy.

He took out the bamboo pole magic instrument, no, it was the bamboo flute magic instrument. When he looked around and saw that there was no one, he felt relieved and put his spiritual knowledge on the magic instrument. At this time, the magic instrument belonged to himself.

It's hard for others to snatch it, unless you die, or you take it off.

Yi Heng felt that he was connected with the flute at the moment. When he lost the flute, his mind controlled him to float in the air. He pinched his hands and drank softly: "big, big, big."

The flute became bigger and bigger, until Yi Heng felt that he could bear him. Then he began to perform the skill of wind evasion. After a flash of body shape, he stood on top of the flute.

The flute sank a little, and he was scared to concentrate on controlling it with his spiritual sense. The flute became stable again.

After stopping a cup of tea in the air of more than one person, he felt that it would not fall down, so he slowly controlled the flute to fly forward slowly.

I saw the Dongxiao all the way forward, and slowly fly back. After so many times, Yi Heng became skilled and began to grow up.

Started to speed up, began to shout, swaying around, as if it would not fall down.

Just when he wanted to rise a little higher, he suddenly heard a cry: "younger martial brother, watch the fight."

A startled, too late to see what it was, he was hit by the object on the foot of the Dongxiao.

Dong Xiao broke away from his feet and fell down. Yi Heng also yelled and fell to the ground.

Regardless of the pain, he got up to take back the flute and looked ahead.

I saw a woman looking at him in surprise. The innocent eyes almost melted him. It was not who Qiu Xiyin was.

"Younger martial sister, it's you who killed me." Yi Heng pretended to be evil and said fiercely.

"No, they didn't mean to. They just tried your cultivation. Who knows, you can't even let go with half your strength."

"Anyway, you're sneaking on me. You have to pay for my loss."

"People don't want to pay for it. It's your own poor strength. Don't pay, don't pay." He cried and left in a hurry. He was really afraid that Yi Heng wanted her to compensate.

Yi Heng touches his buttocks and feels pain, but he is in a good mood.

Two hours later, he finally mastered the key points of flying in the Imperial Palace, and he was able to fly as fast as Xu Feng did.

I went back to the attic with a sigh. From now on, I don't need to be chased on the ground like a dog. At most, I'm running in the air like a dog. Er, no, I'm running in the air like a bird.

"But this cultivation is really too low. It's better to practice quickly."

Half a year later, Zeng Yushu came back, and Yi Heng used the Bagua dish to the extreme in the past six months. He finished all the Chinese pills and reached the tenth level of Qi refining.

"It's equivalent to more than ten years for others. For example, Zeng Yushu estimated that he could go from the first level of gas refining to the eleventh level of gas refining, but he actually went from level 8 to level 10."

In exclamation, he was interrupted by Zeng Yushu's excited shouts, and he quickly operated the breathing technique and went down to the first floor.

"Come on, elder martial brother. This is a great victory."

Looking at Zeng Yushu's face pale, but excited with a trace of flush.

"How are you, younger martial brother?"

"Our team led out five people, killed three people on the spot, seriously injured two people, but all escaped, the other teams also got good harvest, I think this time has given the opponent a head-on blow."

"But we also killed two people and were seriously injured. As long as there is a small gap in the accomplishments of friars, they will be killed or injured. Fortunately, we are prepared to go, and they will suffer heavy casualties.""Are you seriously injured or slightly injured?"

"If you hurt your inner organs, you need to heal them slowly, but it doesn't matter. Our team has achieved the most. Ha ha, who dares to say half a sentence between us now." After that, he coughed twice, and his mouth spattered with blood.

"Well, well, you're good. It's important to heal first."

"It's not urgent. Anyway, it won't be good for a while. Tomorrow, the elder martial brother will call together to comment on this matter, and then there will be a reward." Zeng Yushu finished and fell down.

Yi Heng quickly help him, think is the injury is too heavy, forced back to tell himself the news.

"Well, it's really embarrassing that Zeng Yushu is so hot-blooded."

Help him lie down, feed a grain of medicine, breathing will gradually smooth, gradually sleep, leaving Yi Heng alone in a daze.

The next day, Zeng Yushu woke up and received a notice from his elder martial brother. He immediately pulled Yi Heng out of the house without noticing that his injury was much better.

Yi Heng didn't want to go, but he couldn't help but follow him.

When I got to the hall, I found that there were 17 or 18 people sitting here. Although all of them were injured and pale, they looked very excited. It seemed that they had won a great victory.

"Younger martial brothers, under the clever plan of younger martial brother Zeng Yushu, we destroyed four teams of each other in one fell swoop, killing three friars on the 12th floor and five friars on the 11th floor, which can be said to be a complete victory."

"However, we have lost two younger martial brothers and seriously injured several people. However, our friars have gone against the sky and ignored life and death. Otherwise, how can we fight against the heaven and the earth? How can we go further on the road of practice

The crowd spoke fearlessly with the wind, and their faces were excited and sad, but finally they were firm.

"This operation all got the clever strategies of younger martial brother Zeng Yushu, and the group led by younger brother Zeng Yushu achieved proud achievements in killing three people and seriously injuring two people."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zeng Yushu's face, and there was a lot of discussion. Zeng Yushu's face was flushed again.

"We should be as brave and resourceful as younger martial brother Zeng. In 20 years' time, there will be no reason why we will be defeated in fighting? But we don't have to be proud. We should know that the other party will also make adjustments and preparations. "

"Next, please talk about what I should do next?" The elder martial brother pointed his hand at Zeng Yushu, and the crowd turned to surround him.