"Just this black outfit, the material of this dress is different from ordinary clothing. It is not only tough and difficult to break, but also can transmit true energy."

Under Su Qing's guidance, Chen Qian put on the black robe in front of him.

The robe is soft and cool to the touch. It looks like silk, but it is more tough. Chen Qian used his fingers and rubbed them twice, but it was not damaged at all.

"There is no one who tried clothes like this, but this clothes were woven with snow silk from Tianzhu Mountain. Not to mention your current body and true energy, it's still..."

Here it is!

Before she could finish her words, a harsh tearing sounded, and a small hole was cracked in Chen Qian's right sleeve. On his right hand, two slightly expanded fingers, which turned red, also returned to their original state.

"How did you do it?" Su Qing's face was full of surprise and she blinked. "Although you are very strong and you are close to the immortal general, but..."

"I am using the Yin-Yang Power "The Life and Death Reincarnation Stories, isn't it?"

Chen Qian looked at his right thumb and index finger, which had scratches on it. "Although the true qi is insufficient, the dantian cannot be separated into the true qi with cold and heat attributes at the same time, the force generated by the elastic movement of the large tendons is used as the yang force, and the force generated by the boiling blood and the true qi explosion is used as the yin force, and they are combined with each other. Even if it is just a finger, it can burst out with enough power to open the stone and crack the monument."

When Su Qing heard this, she floated up and down, looked Chen Qian in detail, then nodded, and said, "I believe now that you have really completed the foundation building part of the "life and death reincarnation cessation, not saying big talk, but this is too fast. I originally thought it would take at least five days, but you only had a few hours."

Her face suddenly changed and she punched her hand: "I understand, it must be because of the loss of the martial arts spirit in your body! Could it be that the martial arts spirit has changed because it has been stored for too long, and it will be lost this time when it is stimulated? Or, it is because of the roar." She held her cheek with her little hand and fell into deep thought.

Chen Qian ignored her, changed her clothes, shoes and socks, and walked out.

At this time, in his dantian, the central air mass was changing, and a trace of red and blue air was floating in it, and the misty and misty was very different from before. The two auras of warmth and cold were transformed through the edges. The entire group of true energy in the natal world was lively and more solid, and it was obviously the foundation was stable.

This is the effect of the best martial arts. One-day skills are more effective than ordinary people for half a year. In addition, Chen Qian has simulated the deduction, which has absorbed King Molan's martial arts experience left in the Yin-Yang Bead, and it has achieved twice the result with half the effort.

Now that the true qi is solid and he has learned internal strength, he is ready to condense qi into Ren Du at any time, and begins to try to open the two meridians!

When warriors conquer and open up the meridians, they do not do it at will, but must follow a certain pattern. Otherwise, it is very easy to damage the meridians, and the Ren and Du meridians are distributed in the front and back of the human body, forming a link.

Opening up means sweeping away the impurities in the meridians, so that the meridians are not blocked and unobstructed. However, the battle means saving qi according to the different practices practiced and opening up the acupoints on the meridians.

Different exercises, the opening of the acupoints is different, and the exposed effects are even more varied.

This information was learned by Chen Qian from the Chronicle of Life and Death. This technique is not only a treasure book of internal skills, but also dabbled in common knowledge of martial arts, allowing him to gain insight and have a clear understanding of what to do next.

"If you want to go further now, you must absorb abundant ice and fire power and accumulate true qi to quickly impact Ren Du and reach the first level of martial arts. This set of "life and death reincarnation will be used to integrate the Ren Du into the two meridians with true qi to strengthen the qi and blood of the meridians, so you have to consume more true qi. Without huge accumulation, it will not be completed at all!"

Chen Qian was still thinking that if he had used Yin and Yang beads to guide them, absorb the thick dead air around him, and then find the vitality, and after taking it in, he could accumulate enough true energy in a very short time to impact Ren Du.

Su Qing also noticed this problem, stopped pondering, and floated over: "Although you have successfully built the foundation, the true energy is insufficient. If you help me divert consciousness, I will be wiped out immediately! So I must find the source of the qi as soon as possible! It's okay to say that the cold air is there, the ministers who have been given the immortal foundation, have a trace of the cold air left by the queen, which is just for you to condense, but where is there enough anger for you to take in?"

"Don't worry," Chen Qian narrowed his eyes. "A source of fire is approaching us quickly! Moreover, if you can't find this, there is another person in the city, and there is enough fire attribute true energy in your body."

"How do you know that there is a fire source approaching?" Su Qing tilted her head.

"I can feel that although I didn't rush straight over, the distance is not far. It seems that this thief knows other paths to Rancheng." Chen Qian clapped his hands and picked up the reincarnation knife and Yin-Yang Bead from the side. "No further ado, I'll go to greet this visitor first."

"The situation is not clear now, how can we go out rashly? We should first make a plan. Don't forget that there are many high-level dead slaves outside!" Su Qing was very steady.

"What are you planning? No matter how good you plan..., you still have to run if you can't beat it. If you can beat it, plan...

Come and go, it takes only time." Chen Qian said as he walked forward.

Su Qing had no choice but to follow him.

The two walked through the room and soon arrived at the outermost hall.

When I walked through a corridor, a "huh" suddenly sounded on the wall and a scroll fell.

Su Qing turned her head and exclaimed, and said anxiously: "It was the bamboo drawing drawn by my father for my mother! Hurry up! Go and pick it up and go again!" In her words, she unconsciously exuded a domineering smell.

Chen Qian didn't talk too much and walked over. He didn't need to care about this little thing.

When he unfolded the scroll, he glanced at it and was suddenly stunned.

But I saw the man in the painting wearing a white shirt and skirt, covered with white oranges, wearing a hat and veil covering his face. The woman was holding a piece of green bamboo in her hand, but the bamboo was covered with ice.

cold.

A cold air came along the hand holding the painting.

"What this woman looks like..."

The woman's outfit made Chen Qian remember a figure, and the two were almost exactly the same.

And that figure has great kindness to Chen Qian, and maybe the other party no longer remembers it.

But if it weren't for the woman named Bing Ling and the Qianbing hand that the other party accidentally revealed, Chen Qian would have died long ago in Xia Feijian's minions and his corpse was already cold.

"What sect is your mother from? But she is from an outsider?" Chen Qian asked, of course he would not think that this person was Bing Ling. You know, this is a portrait of Princess Moran hundreds of years ago.

"Hmm? How do you know that my mother is not from Molan?" Su Qing was surprised when she heard this, but she did not doubt it. She continued, "My mother is a disciple of the Gate of the Far North Bing Palace. She once came to Tianzhu Mountain in the south. My father's sword slashed Tianzhu Mountain to save her mother."

"The Arctic Ice Palace."

Chen Qianmo said this name, then resocked the painting, hung it up, picked up the knife and left the hall.

When he stepped out of the palace gate, he frowned.

"Why did this place suddenly become so quiet? Where did those immortal generals and immortal civil officials go? There was no sign of them even on the streets in the distance!" (To be continued! ~!

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