Text Chapter 197: A Thousand Miles Away

"Boom!"

Countless images flashed across Ge Feibai's spiritual world.

The next moment, he who was originally sitting in meditation couldn't help standing up, without a sword in his hand, but he maintained the posture of stabbing the sword, and kept drawing the sword.

One sword, two swords, three swords, six swords, ten swords...

When he stabbed the fourteenth sword, there was a sharp howl in the void, as if the air had been split by his hands.

Seeing this scene, Baili Qingfeng nodded slightly.

"strength!"

This is strength!

The moment when he practiced vigorously meant that Ge Feibai could already be called a real first-level warrior.

And this is just the beginning.

Ge Feibai took the thunder refining liquid to forge an extraordinary physique. Baili Qingfeng estimated that when he developed strength one day, relying on his physical advantage, he would be able to fight against warriors who nourished Qi and exchanged blood, and this guess...

Not false.

As he replaced the sword with his hand, stabbing out with a sword, and drawing out the sword again and again, the blood in his body seemed to be attracted by a special charm, and it involuntarily began to wash away his body, and quickly began to nourish Qi and exchange blood.

With a twitch in Baili Qingfeng's heart, he noticed the strange and miraculous spiritual resonance between himself and Ge Feibai. The next moment, he suddenly increased the power of the magic power, and the huge spirit poured into Ge Feibai's spiritual world, and a faint feeling appeared. A tendency to use his own "god" to dominate Ge Feibai's "god".

If he had malicious intentions at this time, it only took one thought to crush Ge Feibai's soul and turn him into a brain-dead vegetable.

"Shentong is really amazing. Since I can pass on my practice experience, my understanding of strength, and nourishing qi and blood to him, then..."

Baili Qingfeng's eyes flashed.

The next moment, an ancient Thunder Beast came out of his mental world, and through the transmission of the magic, it suddenly descended into Ge Feibai's spiritual world, and quickly condensed it.

The first re-entrance!

The second inner photo!

The third external sense!

No!

This is not the limit, as Baili Qingfeng's god continues to affect Ge Feibai, the magic of the fourth level of refining the true self begins to condense in Ge Feibai's spiritual world and affect himself.

However, just when Baili Qingfeng wanted to help Ge Feibai push the realm of refining gods to the fifth level with all his might, his spiritual world suddenly became extremely unstable, and even the surface of his own skin gradually overflowed with blood. Eyes and lips are even more red...

The seven orifices bleed!

"My 'god' carries too much information all at once, will it overwhelm his 'god'?"

Baili Qingfeng understood something in an instant, and immediately pulled his god out of Ge Feibai's spiritual world, and stopped the resonance state of the divine power.

The state of resonance ceased, and Ge Feibai, who was stabbing the sword, was like a puppet with a disconnected thread. He fell down and fell into a coma.

Baili Qingfeng himself also felt that the "God" was a little tired, which was harder than practicing the mystic technique ten times or eight times. Fortunately, his "God" was also not bad at recovering. As he kept rubbing the center of his eyebrows, a little After slowing down for an hour or so, the feeling of mental exhaustion has almost disappeared, but it may take two or three hours to fully recover.

"The load of this psychic art is so heavy, and it only lasts for such a short time. It is almost as good as I practiced a round of God and Demon Suppressing Prison Body. Fortunately, my training time is short and I don't have much experience information. Otherwise, Ge Feibai Must collapse..."

Baili Qingfeng recovered a little, and his eyes fell on Ge Feibai who was in a coma.

"It won't be a problem..."

He carefully sensed Ge Feibai's mental state, and then checked his body...

The spirit is exhausted.

Because the body has experienced the erosion of nourishing qi and exchanging blood, its vitality has been lost...

But this loss...

Is it very in line with the kind of loss of qi and blood that Baili Tianxing said back then?

Ge Feibai, a disciple, easily achieved the realm that he, a master, could meet but could not seek.

"If you lose both energy and blood, you have to make up for it. In order for you to shoulder the heavy responsibility of putting on my armor and maintaining world peace, I will buy you a nourishing yuan soup."

Baili Qingfeng said, got up, went out, and headed towards Wanshou Hall.

The Longevity Hall has now been taken over by the Lei Ting Sect, and the person in charge is naturally no longer Chi Shuang, who has lost his hands and feet, but a middle-aged man whom Baili Qingfeng doesn't know.

He didn't know this middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man remembered everything about him clearly.

Seeing him appearing at the door, he greeted him immediately, and saluted early: "The suzerain is here, Ma Hua is far away from welcoming him, please forgive me."

"Don't be too polite."

Baili Qingfeng said: "I need to buy some medicinal materials for Yangyuan Decoction, do you have them here?"

"Yes, yes! Sovereign, wait a moment, we will prepare for the Sovereign."

Ma Hua quickly agreed and greeted the staff.

At this time, the guests on the side began to discuss curiously: "Suzerain? I heard that the country has issued a new regulation. Only second-level warriors can open martial arts halls to teach apprentices, and third-level warriors can only establish sects. This person looks so young. Isn't it a third-level warrior?"

"Deputy, right? Although the third-level martial artist can open the sect, the deputy suzerain and elders don't have any strength requirements."

"That's amazing. To be the deputy suzerain of a sect is at least a second-level warrior... Sigh, I don't know when I will be able to become a second-level warrior. If I can get the second-level warrior certificate, I can get the second-level warrior certificate." Although the number of dry shares in the company is small, the annual dividends are three times my salary."

"Practicing martial arts consumes a lot of energy. The two boys in my family are practicing martial arts. They eat a lot of meat every day. Moreover, according to the owner of the gymnasium, if they practice martial arts for a long time, the big fish and meat will not be able to make up for it. They have to use herbs to make medicinal food. This is why I came to Wanshou Hall to buy medicinal materials..."

Baili Qingfeng, who claims to be an ordinary person, is not used to all kinds of comments echoing in his ears.

Fortunately, Ma Hua was very efficient, and not long after, she delivered a pack of medicinal materials, and said at the same time: "Sovereign, how about I go with you and boil the medicinal materials for you?"

"No need, I can make medicine myself."

Baili Qingfeng took the medicinal materials and pulled the zipper of the small schoolbag he was carrying: "Sixty thousand yuan is right?"

When Ma Hua heard this, she quickly took two steps back and shook her head, "The suzerain is joking, how can the suzerain come to fetch the medicinal materials, us disciples?"

"No, one is one and two is two, they cannot be confused."

Baili Qingfeng didn't want to get too involved with the Thunder Sect, so he couldn't help but count out the 60,000 yuan from the bag, and forcefully handed it to him: "Look."

Ma Hua felt a little helpless, seeing Baili Qingfeng's firm attitude towards payment, she finally had to accept the money: "Of course I trust the suzerain."

"Okay, money and goods are settled."

Baili Qingfeng turned around and was about to leave.

Ma Hua hurriedly handed over a business card: "If the suzerain needs any medicinal materials in the future, just call the subordinates directly. As long as there are any, the subordinates will do their best to help the suzerain collect them."

"Is it home delivery service? This is fine."

Baili Qingfeng did not refuse.

In this world, commercial individual service awareness is not in place. It is rare for Ma Hua to have such an advanced awareness, which is worthy of praise.

"I will contact you again if necessary."

"Thank you, suzerain, for your trust. Suzerain is going back? I'll give suzerain a ride..."

"Need not."

Baili Qingfeng waved his hand and went straight out of the Longevity Hall.

The Longevity Hall is located close to the city center. Although it is not the most prosperous area, the bus is very convenient. He waited at the bus station for four minutes, got on the bus, and returned to his yard in less than half an hour. At this time, Ge Feibai was still in a coma and hadn't woken up.

Baili Qingfeng checked again, and there was nothing serious.

Young people, in good health, even if you bleed and vomit blood, you can make up for it with some food and supplements, just like a child who breaks his limbs, it only takes dozens of days to heal, while an old man's fracture can start at least half a year reason.

Baili Qingfeng put the pot on the stand, turned on the gas tank, and at the same time opened the package of medicinal materials wrapped in Yangyuan Tang. As a result, he counted carefully, and there were a lot of medicinal materials...

He only wanted one portion, but as long as these herbs don't fail to be brewed, it's not a problem to divide them into three portions.

"It seems that after Wanshoutang changed its owner, the quantity of medicinal materials has become rich and affordable, and the increase in quantity does not increase the price. It is very good. This is a good pharmacy that people like."

Baili Qingfeng said with emotion.

Soon the Yangyuan soup was boiled.

After he spent an hour or so cooking the Yangyuan soup, Ge Feibai gradually woke up.

After waking up, he seemed to have gained a lot. He was constantly sorting out the various experiences that Baili Qingfeng had taught him with magical powers, and he hadn't recovered for a long time.

Baili Qingfeng had no choice but to shout: "Come on, Fei Bai, drink the medicine first."

"Thank you, teacher."

Ge Feibai regained his composure, and saluted Baili Qingfeng respectfully.

"You can pass the test I gave you, which proves that you really have the ability to shoulder the important task of world peace in the future, so you have to work harder to cultivate, digest and master the ideas of nourishing qi and exchanging blood and the concept of refining gods that I have taught you. Understand?"

"I see!"

Ge Feibai nodded heavily, and said excitedly at the same time: "Teacher, do I count as a second-level martial artist who nourishes energy and exchanges blood now? And the method of refining gods, if I have fully mastered the true self stage, yes Can't you be as aware of the crisis as the cultivator of the gods?"

"You are still far from this level. Cultivation is one thing, and examination of certificates is another. Your current strength is completely dependent on my enlightenment, and you have no realm but no strength, and your foundation is vain. , It’s not enough, when I change to my second-level warrior, it’s not a problem to deal with a fake second-level warrior like you.”

After hearing this, Ge Feibai's excitement was mostly extinguished.

"I don't have too high requirements for you, as long as you can reach the combat power standard when I was at the same level as you back then. The master teaches his disciples to be better than the blue, so don't let me down."

Baili Qingfeng spoke earnestly.

Ge Feibai listened, nodded heavily, and looked at Baili Qingfeng with some admiration: "Teacher, don't worry, I will never let you down."

Baili Qingfeng nodded slightly. Ge Feibai had a good talent, but the key was that he was very obedient and believed in whatever he said. He was very satisfied with this kind of apprentice.

"Go and drink the medicine."