Drunk Immortal Gourd

Qingyang also considered it. Although this matter was troublesome, it did not affect him very much. It was just adding one more person when he needed to consider food, clothing, housing and transportation.

With one more person accompanying him, at least the journey would not be so lonely. If it really came to a critical moment and he could not even save his own life, then there would be no choice but to accept his fate.

As for what to do if he joined the Immortal Sect in the future, it was too early to consider it now. Let's talk about it later. I don't even have the Immortal Order, so it's still unclear whether I can join the Immortal Sect.

"Really?" Yu Mengmiao burst into laughter. Children really can't think with adults' thinking. Just now, they looked pitiful, but suddenly they smiled happily, as if they were not so sad even about their parents' death.

After solving Yu Mengmiao's problem, Uncle Jiang and other fishermen said goodbye and left. Qingyang took Yu Mengmiao and Gang Leader Wang back to the Jinsha Gang. The Jinsha Gang helped a lot in this matter, and Qingyang was not stingy. He directly took out a bottle of rain wine and gave it to Wang Yinlong.

At first, Wang Yinlong didn't pay much attention to the roughly packaged rain wine. After he finished drinking it, he found that it was a rare good thing in the world. His cultivation, which had been stuck for many years, finally had a little loosening. It was estimated that it would not take long for him to break through and become a real first-class master.

As expected of an immortal master, he casually took out an inconspicuous thing, which helped him so much. This time, he really made the right bet. So far, Wang Yinlong's attitude towards Qingyang has become more respectful, and he can't wait to build a temple to worship Qingyang.

But Qingyang still had to leave after all. Three days later, Qingyang had almost recovered, and even the original back injury was completely healed. From the time he crossed the Jinsha River to now, half a month has passed. The time for the start of the Immortal Knocking Conference is getting closer and closer. Qingyang dare not delay here too much. It's time to leave.

Even if Wang Yinlong was reluctant, he had no choice but to take the backbone of the Jinsha Gang to respectfully send Qingyang and Yu Mengmiao on the road. Not only that, he also specially found a driver in the gang who was more stable and familiar with the route between Kaiyuanfu and Liangzhou, and drove a carriage to send Qingyang and Yu Mengmiao to Liangzhou.

The carriage was carefully prepared by the Jinsha Gang. There was nothing special about it from the outside, but it was luxurious inside and laid with thick cushions, so it was not bumpy at all when walking on the official road. The speed of the carriage was about the same as Qingyang's own speed. Since it was given by others and could save him a lot of trouble, Qingyang did not refuse.

With a carriage as a means of transportation, it was much easier on the road. He traveled during the day and stayed in a store at night. If there was no store, he would sleep in the carriage. Unless there was strong wind and heavy rain, they would not stay in one place for too long. Unknowingly, a month had passed.

Qingyang's cultivation did not fall behind along the way. Because he did not need to walk by himself, he had more time to practice. It was just that the efficiency of cultivation was relatively low when the vehicle was driving during the day, but there was no such problem at night. With sufficient nourishing qi pills, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. In less than a month, he broke through to the fifth level of Kaimai Realm.

Six Qi-nourishing Pills had been used up. Perhaps because he had never taken Qi-nourishing Pills before and his cultivation was relatively low, the effect of Qi-nourishing Pills on him was very obvious. The remaining six pills, combined with the rain wine, were enough to raise his cultivation to the sixth level of Kaimai Realm. What was lacking was probably a little time, but it should be fine before the start of the Immortal Knocking Conference.

With the cultivation of the fifth level of Kaimai Realm and four low-grade magic weapons, Qingyang felt that with his current strength, he would be able to fight even if he met the Beggar King. If he was more careful, it would not be impossible to defeat him.

When his cultivation was raised to the sixth level, he would probably be invincible in the middle stage of Kaimai Realm. By then, he would have a better chance of participating in the Immortal Knocking Conference. However, Qingyang was also very clear that the casual cultivators in Yuling City would definitely not have such low cultivation as those in Kaiyuan Mansion. There should be many in the Qi Refining Stage. Even if his cultivation was raised by one more level, the situation would not be much better.

As for Yu Mengmiao, Qingyang did not ignore her. He would take some time every day to talk to her and enlighten her mood. Later one day, Qingyang suddenly had an idea. He didn't know if Yu Mengmiao was suitable for cultivation. If she could cultivate, wouldn't she be able to help him a lot in the future? Of course, Qingyang couldn't provide the meridian-opening pill. He could only try the dumbest way, that is, to teach Yu Mengmiao the longevity secret directly to see if she could sense the external spiritual energy, thereby opening the shackles of the soul and embarking on the road of cultivation. After some attempts, Qingyang found that there were indeed geniuses in this world. After Yu Mengmiao tried to practice the longevity secret, she sensed the existence of external spiritual energy in three days. After more than ten days, she opened the shackles of the soul and became a cultivator. After a month, she was able to refine the spiritual energy into true energy and store it in the dantian. Without the meridian-opening pill and the qi-nourishing pill, she had never been exposed to cultivation before. She only relied on some secrets passed down by Qingyang, a half-baked cultivator, and became a cultivator in one month. It was really enviable. Looking at Yu Mengmiao's cultivation speed, even if he didn't take any elixirs, it would probably take less than a year to improve one level of cultivation. In other words, it would take at most seven or eight years to go from the first to the ninth level of Kaimai Realm. Thinking about himself and then looking at others, Qingyang couldn't help but sigh.

It's so irritating that people are more powerful than others. Qingyang was hit so hard that he didn't recover for several days. With Yu Mengmiao's qualifications, he would definitely be able to join the Immortal Sect, but he would be in trouble. I have gone through all kinds of hardships and couldn't get it, but others can have it easily. This is really unfair.

But he soon came out of this shadow. Qualifications are given by God, and hard work the day after tomorrow depends on oneself. No matter how good the qualifications are, if you don't work hard, your future achievements may not be as good. If you don't have good qualifications, , as long as you practice hard, there is no guarantee that you will not surpass them.

What's more, God has not really treated me badly. Although my qualifications are relatively average, I have the Drunken Immortal Gourd and the Alcoholic Bee. My luck has always been good. As long as I work hard to practice, my future achievements may not be better than others. Small.

Perhaps it was because he left Kaiyuan Mansion, perhaps his practice diverted his attention, or perhaps the passage of time diluted his memory. During this period, Yu Mengmiao has become much more cheerful, rarely thinking about what happened to his parents, and gradually getting out of the past. shadow.