Chapter 1979: The Moth Tribe
Looking at the current situation, not considering the damage to the meridians, it is estimated that it will take less than a few months for the body to recover. As for the mind, it has recovered more than half at this time, and it will not take long to adjust to the peak state. Some true energy was added to the Nascent Soul, but because of the damage to the meridians, the true energy could not be mobilized and operated, so most of Qingyang's methods were still unusable, and he was almost like a useless person.
After being able to move, Qingyang did not continue to stay where he was, and began to try to walk in one direction. More activities would be more effective for physical recovery, but the efficiency was much lower. It took more than a month to walk a few thousand miles. However, as time went by, Qingyang's physical condition was getting better and better. Most of the internal injuries were healed. Except for a few scars that were too serious before, all other wounds were scabbed and fell off, revealing the new skin inside.
If he hadn't been injured so badly this time, it would have been impossible for the internal and external injuries to last so long. Qingyang's divine consciousness had long since recovered to its peak state. If he had released his divine aura, it would have shocked many people without them knowing. However, Qingyang was now just an empty shell. The abundant true essence in his Nascent Soul could not be used because of the damage to his meridians. It would be useless if he was seen through.
Qingyang was a divine cultivator after all. Even if he was not good at body training, his physical strength was not comparable to that of low-level cultivators. At least it was almost impossible for cultivators at or below the Golden Core level to hurt him. Now that Qingyang's body was gradually recovering, even if he didn't use his true essence divine consciousness, he could fight a late Golden Core cultivator head-on with his physical strength alone. Therefore, he had hardly encountered any danger in this valley. Occasionally, one or two beasts would pop out from the dense forest and become Qingyang's food.
I don't know how big this spiritual world is. I haven't seen anyone for more than a month. It may be because of the previous serious injury and slow speed. Now Qingyang is much better. He is considering whether to speed up his pace. Suddenly, he senses a trace of unusual movement in front. Although Qingyang's injuries have not been fully healed, his divine consciousness at the level of transformation is still there, so he noticed the reason for the movement in front early. There should be a cultivator there.
Qingyang came here for the first time. He was completely in the dark about the situation in this world. Now he finally met a cultivator. He must show up, but what identity should he use to contact the other party? Qingyang thought about it. The strength he can exert at present is equivalent to the Jindan realm. It is better to disguise himself as a Jindan body refining cultivator, so that he will not be underestimated. At the same time, he also retains a certain trump card to deal with emergencies.
Qingyang performed the Breath Retention Technique and instantly adjusted his cultivation to about the ninth level of the Jindan level. At the same time, he also hid the divine consciousness at the level of transformation. His real realm is high. Unless he encounters a cultivator above the middle stage of transformation, it is difficult for anyone to see the flaw under normal circumstances.
Qingyang had just adjusted his cultivation when the cultivators over there sensed his presence. Then, five figures flashed out from the depths of the dense forest and quickly flew to a few dozen feet in front of Qingyang. They dispersed and formed a circle, floating in the air and looking down at Qingyang.
Qingyang looked up at the five people in the air. They were called people, but they just looked like people. In fact, they were different from people. First of all, they were much smaller than normal people, with an average height of only one foot. Their skin was yellow and green, and there were faint patterns on their faces.
Qingyang knew many demon cultivators. Some of them still retained some characteristics of demon beasts after transforming, which was different from human cultivators. When he participated in the Wanling Conference, Qingyang also met cultivators from other worlds in the Wanling Secret Realm. Many of them looked strange. Since he had come to the new world, it seemed normal to meet other races. He just didn't know what race these five people were.
However, Qingyang could roughly estimate the opponent's strength. The strong man in the middle, whose head was obviously much larger than his neck, was about the third level of Yuanying. The other four were all in the late Jindan stage, including an old man in green, a young man in black, a woman in green skirt, and a man in yellow robe.
If Qingyang's trump card is not counted, the strength of these people is overwhelmingly superior to Qingyang, so after seeing Qingyang's strength, they were relieved, and heard the man in yellow robe frowning and saying, "I thought it was someone else, but it turned out to be a lost human Jindan cultivator."
The woman in green skirt next to him sighed, "Look at this person's heavy and uneven breathing, the sluggish circulation of true qi, and the internal meridians should be seriously injured. And from the wounds on the outside of his body that have not yet healed, it can be seen how serious the previous injuries were and how tragic the previous battle was. This is not a safe place. This person is lucky to be alive until now. "
The old man in green said: "You only see the surface, but you don't see that this person's body is shining, with a deep foundation, and his strength is no less than that of the same level demon cultivator. This person is obviously a body cultivator who cultivates both inside and outside. He must have survived by relying on the strength of his body."
"A body cultivator who cultivates both inside and outside? Or in the late Jindan stage? When did such a person appear among the human cultivators in my Cangmu City?" The big-headed strong man in the middle said in surprise.
The big-headed strong man has a high status in Cangmu City. He is more familiar with the surrounding situation, especially the more famous cultivators. Even if he can't recognize all the Jindan cultivators nearby, he will have some impressions. But Qingyang in front of him is very unfamiliar. Could he not be a local?
Body-refining cultivators who have both internal and external training are often very powerful, and are not afraid of challenges beyond levels. Even those at the ninth level of the Golden Core can fight against cultivators who have perfected the Golden Core. They are almost invincible under the Nascent Soul. If this boy was a genius of their Clan, the big-headed man would naturally have no idea. Unfortunately, this boy was a human monk who was not easy to deal with, so he could not let this opportunity go easily.
Thinking of this, the big-headed man said to the others: "No matter whether he is from Cangmu City or not, it will be unlucky for him to encounter us. I will raid the formation, and you can go up together and deal with him."
After finally meeting a living person, Qingyang was still thinking about how to strike up a conversation and ask about the situation here. He didn't expect that the other party would take action without asking anything. What's going on? Could it be that they have a grudge against the human monks? Qingyang hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoists, wait a moment. This is the first time we have met. I don't know where I have offended you. Do you have to kill me?"
The man in yellow robe chuckled twice and said: "If you want to blame, it's because you have a bad background and broke into our Cangmu City. In Cangmu City, the human race and the Bodhisattva race have been competing for thousands of years. There are countless grievances between them. Now we meet There is no reason to let go of a human monk who is alone..."