Chapter 11 Never mind the vision, I have my own rhythm
It was a chilly spring day, and Qi Qing's coat was blown by the wind as soon as he went out.
He wrapped his robe tightly around himself, but it couldn't stop the cold wind from seeping through the seams, making him feel even colder than if he wasn't wearing anything at all.
Although the shabby courtyard was far from other people's residences, Qi Qing was still afraid of being caught in this embarrassing scene, so he twisted his body a few times and said angrily, "Put me down!"
Being carried up the mountain by a child is too lame. Even if he gets exhausted to death today, dies on the mountain, or rolls off the cliff, he would rather not let Yue Ji carry him for another step!
Yue Ji let go of his hand, and Qi Qing immediately jumped down, put on his twisted robe, and with a sullen face, started climbing the mountain ahead of Yue Ji.
He was more resentful than a ghost at the moment. The child followed him slowly and wisely didn't say a word.
When the two were almost at the foot of the mountain, Qi Qing couldn't hold on any longer, so he stopped to relax for a while and turned on the live broadcast.
Someone immediately entered the live broadcast room: [Is the broadcast starting so early today? ]
The screen was almost pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. The only thing you could hear was the young man's breathing, which was faint and trembling one after another.
【? Went to the wrong live broadcast room? 】
“…I didn’t go wrong.”
Qi Qing took a deep breath and was about to change the name of the live broadcast room to [Listen to the Sunrise at Songya Live Broadcast], but Yue Ji had already surpassed him and continued to climb up without blushing or panting.
After climbing a few steps, he seemed to notice that Qi Qing was lagging behind, and turned around and asked obediently: "Master, do you want me to carry you?"
“…”
Qi Qing gritted his teeth and made a "tsk" sound. Who was he looking down on?
He decisively closed the name-changing interface and said in a stern tone, "No! I can leave on my own!"
The young man stretched his neck and climbed a few hundred more steps. His legs became weaker and weaker as he climbed. Seeing that the distance between him and the child in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, he simply sat down in despair and planned to rest.
[Can you do this, host? If not, just lower your head towards your disciple and let him carry you up.]
Qi Qing said viciously: "Don't worry about it, I have my own rhythm."
Climbing, climbing, climbing, he loves climbing the most.
The small shadow in front gradually sank into the shadow before sunrise. Qi Qing looked for a while, and when he could hardly see the person anymore, he stood up with a sigh and walked up.
Perhaps it was because climbing the mountain stretched his muscles and bones, so even without activating his spiritual power, he felt hot all over.
When I lifted my leg again, my body no longer felt as strenuous as before.
Could it be that I have exceeded the limit of my physical strength?
Qi Qing raised his arms in surprise and looked around for a few seconds, but found nothing different.
But no matter what, he now felt extremely relaxed, as if he could reach several steps with just a light leap. The restrictions in the mountains had completely lost their effect on him.
Something seems to be wrong.
Qi Qing carefully used his spiritual power to probe around, and heard that the pine cliffs were quiet, without any abnormality.
The golden elixir in the dantian began to rotate slowly, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy around it.
As the absorption increases, the rotation speed becomes faster and faster.
The spiritual energy floating in the mountains was quickly absorbed, flowing and converging to form an invisible vortex.
Qi Qing was completely unaware, with only the hundreds of steps in his eyes far away.
His expression suddenly calmed down, and he climbed the stairs slowly, neither fast nor slow. With every step he took, his figure became fainter.
[The spiritual power is flowing in the wrong direction, anchor, be careful. 】
The young man ignored the small white words floating by, walked forward in silence, and made a path in the vortex of spiritual energy.
The surrounding stone steps were gradually covered with a layer of frost, which spread layer by layer, spreading over hundreds of steps at an extremely fast speed, and soon alarmed the people in front.
“Master!”
The child came back and ran back to Qi Qing: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Qi Qing didn't answer, but walked past him and stepped onto a higher step.
The frost beneath their feet grew even colder, and a breeze slowly began to blow through the forest.
Yue Ji was surprised for a moment, and immediately grabbed his hand: "Master!"
He was quite strong and the young man staggered a bit. He looked back at him with some displeasure.
The child mustered up his courage, took a step forward, and hugged Qi Qing's waist tightly: "...Master, are you angry with me? I'm sorry, I shouldn't be disrespectful to you and go against your wishes..."
Seeing Qi Qing was about to brush his hand away, Yue Ji hurriedly said, "If Master is angry, punish me, don't ignore your disciple!"
He tried to open his eyes wide and look pitiful.
The hand that was brushing him really stopped. The next second, Qi Qing staggered and actually fell down with his eyes closed.
…
The sky is getting light, it is a good time for purple air to come from the east.
The senior brother sat cross-legged, concentrating his mind and calming his breath, carefully comprehending the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
After just a moment, he suddenly felt that the spiritual energy around him was being pulled by an invisible force and gathering in a certain direction.
He opened his eyes, but was not too surprised by the unusual movement.
Someone in the sect is absorbing spiritual energy. Should he be about to make a breakthrough?
He pondered secretly, and looked in the direction of the flow of spiritual energy, and found that that direction was exactly where his junior brother's shabby courtyard was.
"Could it be that disciple of my junior brother?"
The brother murmured.
The kid had only been in the sect for over a month, but he had already formally entered the Dao. It was truly true that young people were to be feared and heroes were young.
This way, my junior fellow apprentice can also feel more relaxed.
The senior brother felt relieved for a moment and was planning to prepare some gifts, when suddenly his brows furrowed.
Strange... the scale of that spiritual energy vortex was too huge, far beyond the expected scene of Qi Refining and Entering the Dao.
He looked up and saw that the sky, which was originally slightly bright, was covered by a thick thundercloud at some point. There was a faint golden light flashing in the clouds. The dark clouds pressed down on the city, making people feel a little breathless.
No...no!
This is no ordinary breakthrough.
Senior brother's face suddenly changed - this was clearly a thundercloud of advancement above the Jindan stage!
He could no longer sit still, and quickly stood up and flew towards Qi Qing's yard in a flash: "Junior Brother!"
…
Listen to the jade steps of pine cliffs.
The young man was helped to sit cross-legged on the ground, his brows like distant mountains were slightly furrowed, his eyes were tightly closed, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his head hung in front of him. No matter how the people behind him sent him a little spiritual power, he was unaware of it.
Due to overdrawing spiritual power, the child's face turned slightly red and a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He stretched out his hand forward and found that Qi Qing was still breathing, but there was no sign of him waking up.
Could it be that he was really called away by this lonely ghost in the mountains?
Yue Ji withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes, and a hint of gloom inexplicably emerged between his brows.
It was not easy to meet such a good master. If something happened to the master, what would he do in the future?
Was he sent back to Qianyuan Palace, or back to...
Thinking of that possibility, Yue Ji clenched his hands and his lips almost stretched into a straight line.
There was a hint of struggle in his eyes, but he finally lowered his eyes and gently stroked the palm of his hand with his fingers.
Just a little bit...
“——Junior Brother!”
A loud shout suddenly came from below.
Yue Ji's fingers trembled, and he looked down. The people below had already rushed to the two of them in a hurry: "Junior brother, how are you!"
"Uncle Master! Please save Master!" The child seemed to have seen a savior and immediately put his hands into his sleeves, "Master seems to have been possessed by an evil spirit!"
The senior brother didn't have time to ask any further questions. He strode behind Qi Qing and put his palm on the young man's thin back, but he couldn't transfer his spiritual power into it no matter what.
He frowned and said, "This is troublesome."
Yue Ji took a deep breath and asked, "Is that evil spirit very powerful?"
"It's not evil." The senior brother shook his head solemnly, and suddenly remembered something. He grabbed Yue Ji and asked, "Did you eat the Yu Lin Guang caught in the river? Did your master eat it?"
Yue Ji blinked and said, "Master eats every day..."
The senior brother took a deep breath, hammered the stone steps and said, "Not good."
Yu Lin Guang is a tonic in itself. It is fine for a child like Yue Ji to eat it, as it will benefit him in every way. However, it is different for Qi Qing.
He has a mutated spiritual root, and his foundation is unstable to begin with. Every progress he makes is a gamble. Now his character hasn't been tempered yet, and he has to start to endure the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul. How can he do that?
Yue Ji was shocked and said, "Is the fish poisonous?!"
"No."
The senior brother withdrew his worried look, immediately set up a few formations on the spot, and sat opposite Qi Qing to form seals.
"——Your master is about to break through."
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