Chapter 285 True gas in a semi-solidified state

Jiang Hanye muffled his head. In fact, he knew in his heart that Cen Ruoqiu was right and fully agreed with her, but somehow, he just couldn't choose between Cen Ruoqiu and Kan Cangyue. He likes Kan Cangyue and Cen Ruoqiu. When he is with these two girls, he is extremely comfortable. However, this does not mean that Jiang Hanye wants to sit and enjoy the blessings of all the people. He never thought that he would have both of them.

In Jiang Hanye's view, whether it is Cen Ruoqiu or Kan Cangyue, these two girls are a beautiful gift from God. They are perfect and have their own characteristics, one is like a flawless cold jade, and the other is like a delicate amber. Jiang Hanye was reluctant to approach, and neither of them was willing to leave.

This contradictory mood has been suppressed by him in the deepest part of his heart until today.

"hehe." Cen Ruoqiu was silent first, and then smiled, "Don't talk about these things. We have more important things to do now, don't we?" Although there was a smile on her face, she was very unhappy in her heart. Jiang Hanye's silent appearance made her a little angry, but she just didn't say it.

"Then I'll go to practice." Jiang Hanye held the lead mine and listened to Cen Ruoqiu's words in his ears. Although he doesn't know much about women, he is not a fool after all. He knows what Cen Ruoqiu thinks and that she must feel wronged. Thinking about her dedication to herself, Jiang Hanye is also annoyed. It's annoying that he owes her a favor, which seems to never be paid off.

Jiang Hanye has such a characteristic that he likes to avoid emotional things, such as now.

"Okay, I'm also going to take a break. It's really not easy to be a weapons engineer." Cen Ruoqiu forced a smile and walked to his floor.

Jiang Hanye turned around and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes and concentrate. It was easy for him to empty his mind and go to sleep. However, today, somehow, he was always restless and did not fall asleep after sitting for a while. He kept sighing and smacked his tongue, stood up and sat down, and all this was heard in Cen Ruoqiu's ears. She turned her back to Jiang Hanye, covered her body with a thin blanket, and bit her lips tightly.

"I won't give up on you." Cen Ruoqiu said secretly, "Even if the other party is predecessor Cangyue, I won't give up on you!" She swore this in her heart. Holding the blanket, she subconsciously grasped the edge of the furry blanket with both hands and stared at the wall of the tomb, where an unknown little reptile was climbing. The walls of the tomb were made of stone and were very smooth. The little reptile climbed up several times and fell down several times, but he always worked tirelessly.

"Why can't I even be like this with a bug?" Cen Ruoqiu said secretly.

Jiang Hanye didn't know that Cen Ruoqiu was still thinking about this in his heart. He only thought she had fallen asleep, so after being irritable, he calmed again and finally fell asleep.

The mountains and rivers are colored, green and the sky is green. Birds soar in the sky, and fish swim in the water. The dream world is such a beautiful place. Jiang Hanye stood there, breathing deeply into the fresh air and sighing in his heart, "Can we have such a beautiful world only in our dreams?"

opened his eyes and took a few steps forward. At that hill, it was the place where he hid the injured little antelope. When Jiang Hanye appeared there, the little antelope was dying, and he didn't even have the strength to scream and moan.

"Okay, I'm coming!" Jiang Hanye walked over quickly, and he reached out and touched his waist. One is reality and the other is a dream. He doesn't know how what he has in reality should appear in the dream, but he still subconsciously touched his waist pocket, because before entering the dreamland, Jiang Hanye put sulfur nitrate and lead in the bag at his waist.

"Sure enough!" Jiang Hanye touched the hard stones and said excitedly, "Now it's all right. I have Huang Dan!"

With these materials, Jiang Hanye only needs to mix them in proportion.

After finding the right tool, Jiang Hanye began to make Huang Dan. In fact, he should have done these things in reality and then come back, but before he and Cen Ruoqiu were upset by their relationship and forgot this important link for a while.

The process of making Huang Dan is hard. Jiang Hanye repeated the steps in the manual with his memory and worked for more than half a day to make three Huang Dans, which were extremely ugly.

"It's done!" Jiang Hanye looked at a few strange elixirs in his hand and said excitedly, "Now the little antelope is saved."

The little antelope is indeed no longer working. The dying appearance makes no one bear to see it. After Jiang Hanye applied the elixir, all he could do was quietly wait for the result.

Who said that making elixir is not a hard manual work? Jiang Hanye grew up in the countryside. It was also common to climb mountains to cut firewood. Later, he began to practice hard, so his physical strength was much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, but he seemed to have consumed more than half a day. Now Jiang Hanye sits on the stone and quietly waiting for the result. He should have been worried, because in case the result is not good, he will not be able to continue to practice the dark doctor, but he is very calm.

The little antelope was quiet at first, and its hind legs twitched all the time, and then began to hum and moan. Not long after, it actually struggled to stand up and lick its wound.

"Bie!" The little antelope looked up and hissed, as if it was conveying some message. Sure enough, a response came from the depths of the plain, and then Jiang Hanye saw a group of antelopes running over. The little antelope glanced at him and left.

"Haha! It's actually good!" Jiang Hanye's heart was completely relieved. At this time, he found that his calmness was just a false calmness, which was a kind of calmness to die.

"Congratulations, you have officially become a dark doctor, but you are only a first-class dark doctor now. There is still a long way to go. The next thing you have to do is to recite these prescriptions and cases." The sound appeared again in the air. Jiang Hanye looked up and was surprised to find that the clouds in the sky had changed. At first, they wandered loosely and fluttered gently with the breeze, but now they suddenly began to move rapidly. Before long, the white clouds formed a line of dense white lines on the blue sky. If you look carefully, there are indeed some cases and countermeasures.

The sky is very big, and those cases are all over the sky, as far as Jiang Hanye can. Jiang Hanye looked up and read and recited them carefully, and those words are not unchanged. They will be refreshed every short time, that is to say, Jiang Hanye only has a very short time to recite these prescriptions and cases.

Time passed slowly, and Jiang Hanye remembered it quickly. However, such a non-stop memory finally made his head become drowsy and you numb. At this time, an electric light flashed in the air. After a click of thunder, his eyes turned white. When he woke up again, he found that he was already present. It's true.

Open his eyes and wiped his sweat. Jiang Hanye stood up. At this time, he was still immersed in his dream. The dense handwriting in the sky and the thousands of prescriptions that needed to be recited would have a big head when he thought about it. However, somehow, he gently exhaled a breath, but felt that the true air surge in the sea of air became a sticky. Thick feeling. This feeling is strange. Zhenqi is not a visible entity. How can it be sticky?

"What's going on? Did I get hurt in my dream? No way..." Jiang Hanye muttered and walked out of the tomb. He first went to Lei Tian's tomb to look at him. Lei Tian was still the same, immortal, and the old turtle tried his best to serve him.

"Oh, are you here?" Now the old turtle has regarded Jiang Hanye as his younger generation. His words are less polite and more intimate.

"Uncle Turtle, how's Brother Lei Tian?" Jiang Hanye frowned and looked at the motionless Lei Tian on the sickbed and asked.

"It's still the same, alas!" The old turtle held a post of medicine in his hand and was about to apply it to Lei Tian. "My old friend is your master. Unfortunately, he died too early, otherwise in a few days, my master will be fine."

Jiang Hanye remembered his road to the dark doctor and didn't seem to go so smoothly. When he didn't know what to say, the old turtle asked, "Son, how's the matter over there?"

"I just started today, and I don't know if it's a good thing." Jiang Hanye shook his head and said, "I only hate that I don't have enough qualifications, otherwise I will become a secret doctor like Master as soon as possible, and there will be hope for Brother Lei Tian's illness."

"No hurry, you should do what you should do. I'm here." The old turtle said, after saying that, he put the ointment on Lei Tian, and then stared at Jiang Hanye and said, "Do you think there is something wrong?"

Jiang Hanye said, "Is something wrong? On the contrary, there is always a sticky feeling in my sea of air, as if it is full of sticky **.

"Hicky?" The old turtle took a deep look at him and said, "Have you ever tried to transport your true anger?"

The monster is completely different from the warrior, but the old turtle can understand some things about human beings so thoroughly, and I don't know what he has experienced in the past so many years.

Jiang Hanye shook his head: "Not yet, Meng Xiu is very tired, so I just planned to visit Brother Lei Tian and go out for a walk by the way."

"Try it." The old turtle said.

Jiang Hanye frowned at the old turtle. He was curious about the requirements of the old turtle, but he still tried to mention the truth. Zhenqi was really sticky in the sea of Qi, so sticky that Jiang Hanye didn't even lift it at the beginning. He took a deep breath and ran Zhenqi again. This time he was much more patient and slow. Since Jiang Hanye officially became a martial artist, he has been very fast every time he uses true qi. Naturally, he has no artificial or superfluous posture, but there seems to be any difference today.

"Strange..." Jiang Hanye exhaled and stopped his momentum. "This real breath seems to be attracted by something. No matter how much I mention it, I can't lift it."

"Try again, try again!" The expression on the old turtle's face was unpredictable. He didn't know whether it was laughing or crying. He kept asking Jiang Hanye to try again, but he didn't know what the intention was.

Jiang Hanye took a look at him and said to himself, "Maybe there really is something? I won't try again."

"Try again!" Seeing Jiang Hanye, the old turtle urged again.

Jiang Hanye nodded, and he took a step back and found a wider place for himself. I don't know why he has such a vague feeling that if he is really angry this time, it may cause a big impact on his surroundings and himself.

Under the eyes of the old turtle, Jiang Hanye slowly closed his eyes. He opened his feet and inhaled slightly. After adjusting his breathing, he began to try to lift his true breath for the third time. There is still a ball of paste or grease in the stomach, and in the meantime, Jiang Hanye can't feel any true air surging, or no true air? He shook his head gently in the letter and dared not be distracted again. He just concentrated to lift his breath.

In a trance, Jiang Hanye seemed to feel that he had turned into a hand, swimming in the blood, and prodded all the way to the qi cave in his abdomen. The hand was to find and grab the true qi, and then pulled it out. In the dark, he saw the situation in the sea of gas. There was something unclear in the sea of gas. I don't know if it was gaseous or liquid, or semi-solidified? In short, those white mixed pink and some transparent things are filling the sea of air, blocking the way of that hand.

Jiang Hanye used a little force, and the hand in his mind grabbed the corner of the mass and pulled it out, but did not pull it. Those things that I don't know what they were were blocked at the exit of the air sea and could not be pulled.

Jiang Hanye's forehead oozed cold sweat. His eyes were closed, but his eyes kept rolling under his eyelids, and his facial features were also entangled. All this was seen in the eyes of the old turtle as a bystander. He touched his beard and stared at Jiang Hanye. From time to time, he nodded, smiled slightly, or shook his head, and didn't know what he meant.

"Hi!" Jiang Hanye struggled with the group for a long time and was almost exhausted. However, the unyielding spirit in his character finally defeated all this. He grabbed the corner and roared in his mind. In an instant, he felt a relief in the sea of air, and his true air suddenly surged in his blood like a mountain. It sprayed out with lightning speed.

Boom!

Jiang Hanye's body was shocked. His true anger seemed to be blocked by something, but it was still lifted up after all. He staggered back two steps, a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and slowly opened his eyes. In front of him stood the breathless old turtle. He held a crutch and covered his chest, with a trace of blood on his beard.

"Ha ha!" The old turtle gasped and smiled at Jiang Hanye, "Son, this tomb was built by my master. Naturally, I don't allow you to destroy it."

"Destroy?" Jiang Hanye was stunned, but soon he understood what the old turtle meant. If the true anger was hit in this tomb just now, I'm afraid that the whole tomb would be overturned, right? It's just that when did his true anger become so bad? This is just to lift the air!

"Cough!" The old turtle coughed twice, and a blood arrow shot out of his mouth and sprayed on the ground.

"Uncle Turtle, are you all right?" Jiang Hanye hurried forward to help him.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push forward, and one wave is higher than the other." The old turtle shook his head and sighed, "I'm fine. Just take a two-day rest, but it's your child!" Your true spirit is so strong that I think there are probably few people in this demon world who can cure you. The dark healing of the old man is really helpful to you.

"What's wrong with my true anger?" Jiang Hanye heard the old turtle say that he was fine, so he put down a hanging heart. After thinking about it, he felt that there were too many questions, so he asked, "The tight feeling in his abdomen doesn't seem to be angry anymore."

"Yes, true qi already has a substantial form for you. This is just a transitional process. After the end of this process of abdominal distension, the sea of air in your abdomen will become empty." The old turtle said, "But don't worry, this emptiness is not what you think, but a kind of comparison - when the sea of air becomes bigger, the true air naturally becomes less, doesn't it?"

"So it is." Jiang Hanye nodded, "But I didn't do anything. Why did such a thing happen? I feel that I'm just reciting some prescriptions and looking for some medicinal herbs these days.

"Silly child, although I don't know the profession of dark medicine, I also know a little about it when I have dated that old thing. It seems that all this you have done will have an impact on your cultivation. The more serious and focused you are, the greater the impact will be." The old turtle smiled and said, "It seems that you really recognize it when you practice. If the old man knows under the spring, it's time to close your eyes."

Jiang Hanye nodded. He didn't say anything, but thought to himself, "It seems that this dark doctor practice is actually connected with the martial arts practice. Maybe everything in the seven realms between heaven and earth is related?"

After saying goodbye to the old turtle and Lei Tian, Jiang Han walked out of the tomb at night. It was already late at night outside. The sky was gray, there was no moon and no stars, surrounded by dead trees, and there was a dead silence around him.

In this dead silence, Jiang Hanye temporarily put down everything in his heart and enjoyed the quietness at ease. When he was quiet, his mood would be very relaxed and helpful to his cultivation. Now Jiang Hanye didn't think about anything. He hardly noticed that there seemed to be a dark thin light in the sky, all the way to his body, entering from his spiritual cover, and finally disappearing to his head.

After a little relaxation, Jiang Hanye thought of the purpose of the trip again. The demon world, the demon god and the walking corpse plague all surged down on his heart, which made him a little suffocating.