Chapter 62 Shaolin Ancient Temple
When he heard that Huang Fengming had a lot of these pills on his body, he was not polite and took them directly.
The pill melts when it enters the mouth, and the medicinal power flows quickly throughout the body. In less than three breaths, Chen Qingyang felt his whole body full of vitality, and the medicinal power was constantly nourishing his broken meridians.
The effect of this pill is actually more purer than the one Chen Haojun got.
"The loss of your meridians has reached an irreversible level. This level of Rejuvenation Pill can only barely nourish your broken meridians. Don't expect to repair them." Huang Fengming said.
Chen Qingyang smiled bitterly, it seemed that he was still too naive.
After half an hour of breathing, although Chen Qingyang's body had not fully recovered, there was no big problem with running.
At first, Chen Qingyang followed Huang Fengming at a normal running speed, and gradually accelerated behind him, almost reaching Chen Qingyang's limit speed, so Huang Fengming slowed down slightly.
After rushing at the extreme speed for a whole hour, Chen Qingyang's body finally reached its limit, his feet kept trembling, and his eyes began to become blurred.
Huang Fengming directly stuffed a rejuvenation pill into Chen Qingyang's mouth, and then a stream of air was transported from his palm to Chen Qingyang's body.
Huang Fengming did not hesitate to consume his own strength to help Chen Qingyang recover his consumed physical strength. In less than five minutes, Chen Qingyang became alive again.
"continue."
Huang Fengming smiled and stepped on his feet, and the person had already appeared seven or eight meters away. Chen Qingyang took a deep breath, his steps were windy, and he quickly followed.
More than an hour later, Chen Qingyang reached his physical limit again, but this time he ran for half an hour more than the previous one.
Swallowing a rejuvenation pill, Huang Fengming sent airflow again to help Chen Qingyang recover his strength, and continued to rush without a break.
For a whole day, physical fatigue could be quickly recovered by relying on the Rejuvenation Pill, but the mental fatigue became more and more exhausted. Chen Qingyang had no idea how many times he almost fainted, but in the end he still gritted his teeth and persevered.
It was not until late at night that Huang Fengming allowed Chen Qingyang to rest, and as soon as Chen Qingyang closed his eyes, he fell asleep directly and did not wake up.
Even Chen Qingyang had never experienced this kind of high-intensity training back then. After all, he did not have healing pills like Rejuvenation Pill, and there was no innate master who could deliver energy to him at any time to restore his strength.
Chen Qingyang knew that such an opportunity was once a lifetime. If he could persevere, there would definitely be great benefits in the future.
Half a month later, in a deep mountain forest, two figures quickly shuttled into the jungle, like walking on flat ground.
The two stopped at the edge of a cliff, the cold wind whistled, and the clothes on their bodies were clamoring.
"Grandpa Feng, the person you are looking for is not in Shaolin Temple, right?" The young man asked with his eyes narrowed and looked at the endless distance.
The young man is Chen Qingyang. Compared to half a month ago, Chen Qingyang's skin was obviously darker and his body became much stronger. At least he looked no longer weak and no longer different from a normal person.
Thanks to the half-month devil training, from the beginning, I could rest five minutes a day, and then I could only rest three minutes a day. At the other time, Chen Qingyang was on the road of rushing.
At their speed, it originally only took five or six days. At Chen Qingyang's request, they went around a big circle and finally took half a month to arrive at Mount Song.
On the way up the mountain, Chen Qingyang had discovered the Shaolin Temple called "the world's number one temple".
Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist holy land in China. It is said that "Shaolin is produced in the world, and Shaolin Kung Fu is the best in the world." Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to prove the status of Shaolin Temple in the hearts of warriors.
"It's in Shaolin Temple, but not the Shaolin Temple you see." Huang Fengming said with a smile.
"There is another Shaolin Temple?" Chen Qingyang asked in confusion.
The Shaolin Temple that Chen Qingyang saw was located in Shaoshi Mountain in the hinterland of Songshan. At this time, the two of them were standing on the other side of the mountain. The cliffs here were steep and below was a primitive jungle without seeing the sun, and there were almost no traces of humans.
Huang Fengming did not answer Chen Qingyang's question, but looked down at the cliff below, then looked at Chen Qingyang with a smile and asked, "Do you dare to jump down?"
Chen Qingyang was stunned for a moment. He estimated that the cliff was at least 300 meters high. Not to mention that it was him now, even if he had the strength at his peak, he would instantly be crushed to pieces and no chance of survival if he jumped down from this height.
"I dare not, but if Grandpa Feng asks me to dance, I won't frown." Chen Qingyang said.
Huang Fengming is a warrior in the innate realm. His methods are mysterious and he saved his life. Chen Qingyang naturally trusts him 100%.
"Then jump down." Huang Fengming said.
"Swoosh!"
Chen Qingyang really didn't hesitate, jumped and jumped directly from the edge of the 300-meter-high cliff.
The cold wind whistled past, slashing his face and his body fell rapidly at the speed of free falling. He was about to hit the mountain with gravel everywhere. Suddenly, an invisible energy swept over, wrapping Chen Qingyang's body tightly.
Before Chen Qingyang could react, his body that had fallen rapidly fell steadily on the ground in less than half a second, which made Chen Qingyang feel like he was waking up from a dream.
"Is this the legendary warrior's aura?" Chen Qingyang came back to his senses and asked with excitement at Huang Fengming.
In the warrior's path, he is from the Wusheng Jin and from the Jin Qi Condensing Pill. Even if Chen Qingyang reaches the late stage of Jin Condensing, he still uses the lowest level of Jin.
The rumored innate master can condense the energy of energy, a more advanced ability than strength. Although it cannot call the wind and rain, it can control the wind and move.
Chen Qingyang could even fall from a height of 300 meters. It was obvious that Huang Fengming had just used his strength to protect him.
As for the stronger master of the Qi Condensation Pill, it really exists in the myth, and even Huang Fengming is far from that.
"Yes." Huang Fengming nodded slightly, looked at the dense jungle ahead, and said, "Let's go, he already knows we're here."
Chen Qingyang followed Huang Fengming's gaze and vaguely found an ancient building standing in the dense jungle, less than a hundred meters away from them.
The two of them quickly came to the building. Chen Qingyang looked up and saw a plaque hanging crookedly on the ruined gate, with four ancient characters written on it.
"Shaolin Ancient Temple!"
This is another Shaolin Temple that Huang Fengming mentioned. However, depending on the situation, this ancient temple has been in disrepair and has long been surrounded by weeds and trees, and there is no sign of human activity.
Could it be that the master Huang Fengming said lives here?
Chapter completed!