More than ten days later, in a mountain range three or four hundred miles away from Yangzhou City, Han Ming galloped on a maroon horse.

At this time, he had already sent the three sisters of the Feng family to Yangzhou City safely, and the three sisters also found their uncle, so they no longer had to worry about being chased by the people from the Lingzhou Dark Lingmen.

After Han Ming sent the three sisters of the Feng family to Yangzhou City, he stayed in Yangzhou City for several days. After all, he finally arrived at a large city. Without supplementing the loss of the medicine on his body, it still did not conform to Han Ming's personality.

A few days before staying in Yangzhou City, Feng Jingyi sent people to win over Han Ming several times, which really made Han Ming very upset. Han Ming, who was so tired of the next few days, simply hid in Yangzhou City and did not contact the Feng family at all. In the end, the Feng family thought that Han Ming had left Yangzhou, so they extinguished the idea of ​​winning over him.

Yangzhou is worthy of being a famous large city. Han Ming gained a lot in Yangzhou City in those days. Not only did he make up for the loss of the previous medicines, but he also found many precious medicinal materials and prepared two or three kinds of Qimen pills.

In addition, Han Ming also accidentally bought a relatively comprehensive map of the Jiang Kingdom. At this time, he realized that the Shengxing Mountains were much larger than he thought. The Shengxing Mountains he thought before were just the outskirts of the real Shengxing Mountains.

The main part of the real Shengxing Mountain Range is extremely dangerous. If mortals basically cannot get close to it, even first-class martial arts masters dare not go deep into the Shengxing Mountain Range. Someone once said that he saw a centipede two feet long in the Shengxing Mountain Range. The centipede bit a long-famous martial arts master in his mouth.

Han Ming felt a little confused when he heard these rumors. The Xingxing Mountain Range was so strange that it showed that he had not found the wrong place. After all, how could the Immortal Sect let mortals approach! But he was also a little worried. He should not be buried in the beast's mouth before he found the Immortal Sect. After all, he did not believe that centipedes that grew up to two feet were ordinary beasts, rather than monsters that could devour immortal cultivators.

After staying in Yangzhou for several days, Han Ming bought a horse and headed in one direction. He didn't plan to pass by Yuezhou anymore, but instead took a small path and headed towards the Shengxing Mountains.

As for Liu Erlaizi, Han Ming threw him in Yangzhou. Now that he has that map, he doesn't need the guide Liu Erlaizi. Before leaving, Han Ming detoxified Liu Erlaizi and left some money for him. It was a reward for these dozens of days, and Han Ming did not break his trust.

Liu Erlaizi took a large amount of silver and money left by Han Ming and immediately thanked Han Ming for his kindness. This money was just dirt and useless to Han Ming, but for Liu Erlaizi, it was a wealth and glory of 10 or 20 years, so he would never do anything stealing things in the future, and he would become a master.

Having tasted the benefits of following Han Ming, Liu Erlaizi actually wanted Han Ming to poison him again. He wanted to follow Han Ming and help Han Ming run errands, which made Han Ming speechless.

Of course, Han Ming refused, so he couldn't take Liu Erlaizi, a burden, with him, to leave, completely causing trouble for himself.

Han Ming found an extremely hidden cave in the nearby mountains. After setting up some small warning mechanisms around him, he turned around and walked towards the cave. However, before he could enter the cave, he turned around and returned and laid a light layer of poisonous miasma on the spot. Only then did he enter the cave with peace of mind.

"I'm really brave." Han Ming laughed at himself.

"But there is no harm in this way. Being cautious is always a good thing." Han Ming comforted himself again.

After entering the cave, Han Ming chose a clean and flat place to sit cross-legged, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

The pill in this porcelain bottle was the pill of Guben Peiyuan that he used to use the 400-year-old Baicaoginseng, which was his reliance on the impact of the six-layer bottleneck this time.

Han Ming had wanted to take the prepared pills in Yangzhou City before, but he was a little worried about his safety. After all, Yangzhou City was mixed with dragons and snakes, and there were all kinds of people, so he really couldn't give him a sense of security.

Han Ming thought carefully before he decided to go to the mountains outside Yangzhou City first and find a secluded place to break through the bottleneck. After all, the mountains are basically rarely visited. Even if something has been born, there is much more room for maneuver, so he has no scruples.

It took Han Ming more than half a day to adjust his condition to the best of his body, ready to do his best to hit the bottleneck of the sixth level. He calmed down his mind, poured out a pill with his hands, and swallowed it with his head raised, then closed his eyes and started to use the nameless magic trick in his body.

After the pill was swallowed by Han Ming, it turned into a heat flow after a few breaths, which made Han Ming feel muffled. At this time, he felt a ball of fire in his abdomen burning his internal organs.

"The medicinal properties of the 400-year-old ginseng are really more than a little more than a little bit." Han Ming thought to himself secretly. At this time, his face turned red, and there were still heat on his head, looking like he was being roasted.

Han Ming accelerated the operation of the nameless magic trick, constantly transforming the heat flow in his belly into pure magic power, and then storing it between his dantian.

When Han Ming converted all the heat flow in his abdomen into magic power, his dantian was already full of magic power, and even his meridians also stored a large amount of magic power.

After confirming that the medicinal properties of the pill had been absorbed, Han Ming tried his best to stabilize the magic power in his body, for fear that these magic powers would break him out of control.

Han Ming calmed down again, then gritted his teeth and urged the mana in his meridians toward the center of the dantian. Suddenly, the mana in his dantian began to become unstable.

"Ah." Han Ming suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted directly. The mana in his dantian instantly lost control. The mana squeezed into his dantian rushed wildly along his dantian and towards his meridians, and then continued to rage in Han Ming's body, until it took several hours to slowly dissipate.

Five or six hours later, Han Ming woke up slowly. Only then did he realize that all the magic power obtained by transforming the Hundred Grass Pills had dissipated, but he was not surprised. If he couldn't reach the realm, the excess magic power in his body would quickly dissipate.

"It was so dangerous just now! If it weren't for the poison that was used by Mr. Hua to nourish the meridians, and I had been paying attention to protecting the meridians, the moment the magic power was raging in the meridians would have killed me." Han Ming wiped the blood on his mouth and said to himself with lingering fear.

Han Ming shook his head and continued to sit cross-legged and adjust his breathing. After about half an hour, his condition was adjusted to his best again.

Han Ming raised his head without thinking and swallowed another pill. He felt a heat flow in his body again. Han Ming did not dare to neglect the operation of Wuming's mouth and judging to transform these medicines.

About three or four hours later, Han Ming woke up again: "Failed again!"

Han Ming's eyes became a little gloomy and unstable. After thinking for a while, he adjusted his breathing and meditated again.

It took him an hour to adjust his state this time before Han Ming opened his eyes. At this time, his energy and magic power in his body were adjusted to the best state.

"Gulu." Han Ming swallowed the third pill, but this time Han Ming did not immediately close his eyes and refine the medicinal properties, and he felt the tingling heat in his abdomen.

After half a quarter of an hour, Han Ming closed his eyes and started to use the nameless magic formula again. This time, Han Ming had already had some load on the magic formula, which made him feel a little painful in his meridians.

This time, Han Ming was in a coma for only about half an hour. After he woke up slowly, he realized that his cultivation level was still at the peak of the fifth level of Qi training, and he had not broken through to the sixth level of Qi training.

Looking at the only pill left in his hand and touching his croaking stomach, Han Ming shook his head vigorously, throwing all the negative emotions behind his head.

Han Ming got up and walked out of the cave, but it was already dark, and it was already midnight, and there was a terrifying atmosphere in the dark woods.

Han Ming raised his hand with one hand, and an orange-red fireball appeared an inch in his hand. The fireball shone dazzlingly, illuminating dozens of feet around him.

After making a random torch, Han Ming extinguished the fireball and then held it toward the depths of the woods. After all, the spell of the fire bomb technique should not be used casually, although there are no people here.

About half an hour later, a shrill tiger roar awakened most of the surrounding beasts, and suddenly the woods were no longer as quiet as before.

Han Ming returned to the cave with a tiger's leg. After cleaning it, he roasted the tiger's leg with a fire ball. In just twenty breaths, the tiger's leg was roasted so hard.

After a tiger's leg, Han Ming sat cross-legged again and tried hard to adjust his state.

A quarter of an hour later, Han Ming swallowed the last pill without hesitation, and then directly refined the medicinal properties in his body without thinking about anything.

Han Ming pressed all his magic power into his dantian for the first time. At this time, his dantian was completely filled with magic power, and he was even about to explode.

This time, Han Ming did not fall into a coma, but he did not break through the bottleneck and his dantian did not expand.

Feeling the slightest passing of the magic power in the dantian, Han Ming knew that this breakthrough had been a complete failure. He could not use the magic power obtained from refining the pill to expand the dantian. The four hundred-year-old herb was completely wasted.

Although Han Ming tried his best to curb the passage of mana, the mana in his dantian continued to leak out without any effort. Han Ming estimated it slightly. In about an hour, the excess mana in his body would completely disappear.

Although he knew that the probability of this breakthrough was less than one percent, Han Ming still refused to give up and tried his best to curb the loss of mana. He always hoped that there would be some miracle.
Chapter completed!