Chapter 1239: Beginning [Dragon Boat Festival Ankang]
PS: Dragon Boat Festival is healthy, eat and drink well! Vote for a monthly ticket before drinking, it is beneficial to clear the lungs, nourish yin and yang, and do not get drunk in a thousand cups.
"They came down from Liuhuatian, what are you lame, don't fall off the chain halfway, right?"
A teenager in the Chaotian City group disdainfully said, they are all young people, they have not experienced enough life, they are sharpened, young and vigorous, they do not hide their emotions, and they will inevitably be cynical to visitors from other cities and different days, this is the norm, the beginning of the most common dispute in Chaotianmen.
The three young men from Wuhuantian are not good at stubble, and they sneered at each other,
"Self-righteous, a group of turtles! If you weren't born next to Chaotianmen, would you choose to start halfway?
How can the three of us not only go through the four flowers, but also go through the five and six flowers.
Do you dare?"
Gillian was furious, "Why don't you dare? Before the year is married, the foundation has not been built, and you dare to call yourself a master?
Don't say anything about going to Sanhuatian, finish Sihuatian first, follow us, and then talk about the rest!"
The three of them looked up to the sky and laughed, "Okay, that's it! But I still don't know anything, what if I keep up?"
Gillian was categorical, "Sihuatian has followed, let's continue to walk Wuhuantian! Wuhuantian has not fallen behind, we are better than Liuhuatian!"
Both sides high-fived and swore that they were both hot-blooded teenagers, where would they care about the consequences?
The preparations made by Gillian and the group before were just barely able to finish Sihuatian, which is already very good, as for Wuhua Liuhua, they may leave in the future, but now, I haven't thought about it.
The same is true of the three young men from Liuhua, they have indeed set a great ambition to go through Chonghua for all the days, but they are not all at once! It's just that when the blood is on the head, how can they endure it? That must be on the bar, and they cannot retreat.
Fortunately, they were not completely out of their minds, knowing that this was a long contest of willpower and perseverance, and that there was no need to rush it.
Each carries a bag, which is also the rule of Chonghua Qi practice and small cultivation of thousands of miles - you can't bring a precept bag to show that you are enduring hardships and burdens, and you don't borrow external forces, dozens of pounds of weight is really nothing for monks, but if you practice Qi and practice small cultivation on your back for several years, the journey is tens of thousands of miles, and it is not easy for a long time.
The two sides abided by their own rules and walked closely, sometimes a group of Chaotian City walked in front, sometimes a group of Liuhuatian took the lead, and sometimes they drove together and did not give in to each other; they did not dare to fight and were not allowed, and this was also one of the only few rules of the Xiuzhen Wanli Journey.
At the beginning, there were other Qi cultivators accompanying them, but after a month, they couldn't stand the speed of these two groups of people, and slowly fell behind, to be honest, there was really nothing to watch in a competition like this.
Their speed is kept in the range of thousands of miles a day, and no one will speed up in vain, it's useless, this is a long-distance run, you go fast for a while, what should you do in the future? After all, it is a level of qi training, and there is no mana, but it is barely supported by pure true qi cultivation, and it is not inexhaustible, and you need to stop your luck from time to time to make up for it, which is also harder.
After walking out for a month, when there were fewer and fewer people following him, both waves found that there was a person behind him, you can't say that he is still very young, but you can't say that he is old, if you have to describe it, given the vicissitudes of his beard, the most appropriate title should be: a young uncle.
He was also walking on foot, but he walked slower than them, and he could walk seven or eight hundred miles a day, but the uncle seemed to have no rest, so he kept hurrying, and when they were resting, he overtook them, and when they set out, they caught up with him, and they staggered with each other, and they would come and go every day.
At his age, it was already a little late to do the cultivation of ten thousand miles, and he finally built a Dao foundation, and a good sect basically would not accept people of this age, which is the same reason that the top sect in the blue sky does not accept people over thirty-five years old to build a foundation.
This is what they can see, and what they can't see; for example, their walking on foot is actually relying on the support of their true qi, which is an inevitable choice, otherwise with their bodies that are not much stronger than mortal warriors, how can they persist in traveling millions of miles?
That uncle is different, he has no true qi, no mana, he is purely the power of the body, and it is the life force that bursts out of the origin of life under the nourishment and decomposition of the huge spiritual machine in the body, which is similar to physical cultivation, but different from physical cultivation.
Every time they staggered, it seemed that they could hear the uncle chanting some strange and mysterious spell or trick in his mouth?
"One, two, three, four, tongue against upper teeth...... Two, two, three, four, loose waist and tight limbs...... Three-two-three-four......"
What kind of mess is this, I'm afraid it's not crazy?
Most of them will find another way, after all, they are also monks, and they have too many advantages over mortals in terms of seeking jobs and survival;
They are all young and promising people with bright prospects, and how can they see such middle-aged struggling people in their eyes, and since they know the general details, no one pays attention to them anymore, and only focuses on their opponents, so that the other party cannot take the lead and cannot come out on top.
In the past three months, you have chased after me, and the two sides are indistinguishable from each other, but after the initial excitement, there will inevitably be laggards in the team.
"I can't do it anymore, shortness of breath, chest tightness, soft legs, I'm afraid I can't hold on!"
Among the more than ten people in Chaotian City, a teenager panted. Qi refining is also divided into realms, in the blue sky, it is divided into two realms, and the difference is very large, especially after running for three consecutive months, it is impossible to ignore.
They never thought of playing with their lives like this, but it happened suddenly, and they had no choice but to avoid the battle of will; the leading Gillian frowned, and also knew that this kind of thing could not be forced, and it was impossible for more than a dozen people on their side to accompany the opponent to the end, as long as three of the team could hold on to the end, it would not be considered a loss!
"Xiaoliu can't hold on, it's okay to retreat, but you don't have to hold on, there are still a few years in the future, don't ruin Daoji because of a momentary anger!
If there is anyone among you who feels that you can't hold on, you can say it, go and rest yourself, and then slowly catch up.
For the rest, when taking the Qi Pills for conditioning, it is not a violation!"
Qi Pill, the lowest grade of Qi tonifying medicine, is just right for them to practice Qi in this way, in principle, it is not suitable to use this pill in the Ten Thousand Miles Journey, and it can be recovered by resting and pranayama, but the situation is forced, in order not to lose to others, they have to make this decision.
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