After Shang Yangjun regained consciousness, Qi Lin had already carried her through most of Mount Wei. It took the girl a long time to wake up.

"Mr. Yang, do you still remember my name?" Qi Lin asked.

"Qilin?" Shang Yangjun was deeply impressed by this name.

Seeing that she didn't have such a violent temper that hurt her nervous system, Qi Lin felt relieved.

As night fell, Qi Lin found a geomantic treasure place to camp and rest, and skillfully lit up a fire. "Mr. Yang, you practice with the Pixiu flag first." Qi Lin's mind moved, and the Pixiu flag rose in the wind.

"No, you are the guardian of the flag, I can't go beyond the rules."

"You have been hurt too much by the hostility of Yongzhu. Use the vitality of Pixiu Banner to recuperate first. I am afraid that you will drag us down to Chaoge." Qi Lin said with a straight face.

Lord Shang Yang knew that he had good intentions, so he hesitated for a while and then agreed.

The Pixiu flag was fixed behind her, and the black and white flags flew out two auras, one black and one white. The two auras were like fireflies. Shang Yangjun sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and used the right fingering with his hands to run the black and white Hunyuan Jue. , the two auras, black and white, were sensed and quickly surrounded the girl. The black and white aura gradually enveloped the pores on her body, allowing the girl to enter peace.

Qi Lin has been practicing with the Pixiu Banner for many days and knows that the Pixiu Banner contains mysterious vitality. He can practice quickly by using the Black and White Hunyuan Jue. Because the Pixiu Banner's vitality is limited, only the strongest monks in each generation can use the Pixiu Banner to practice Qi. In the past, the patriarch of the Pixiu tribe had such a rule because he was afraid that others would surpass him, so Pixiu Banner would not let a second person practice. But with Qi Lin's current cultivation level, he doesn't care at all if Shang Yangjun takes advantage of this rapid improvement. The girl's strength The stronger he is, the happier he is.

After the encounter at the Tomb of Yongzhu, Qi Lin's experience with the Four Evils has rapidly improved his level. At the first level of the monk's 'Ninth Level of Qi Training', he has already reached the seventh level of Qi Training and discovered the Quasi-Tiangang Vein. Compared with Shang Yangjun, she is no worse than her. If coupled with the yin and yang creation body, the prehistoric true energy can break through the ninth heaven, and can even fight against the golden elixir hexagram monks.

After using the black and white vitality for a long time, Shang Yangjun's face gradually became more rosy, his breath became slightly gentler, and his breathing gradually became calmer.

"Thank you, I wasted the vitality of Pixiu Banner." Shang Yangjun lowered his eyes. It was unprecedented for a talented girl who could make the tribe proud to have such a low profile.

"We should help each other. I have received a lot of favors from you in the past." Qi Lin didn't take it seriously.

Shang Yangjun hummed.

After a while, the girl remembered the tomb, Wang Jian and the Mandrill tribe, and Shang Meng.

Qi Lin didn't want her to know about Qi Qi's existence when she encountered the mausoleum. He had come up with an excuse. It was roughly that Wang Jian, the general of the Suzaku God, was fighting with Yaozhu, and he took the opportunity to escape. As for what happened next, he didn't know. After escaping from the mausoleum, As for Shang Meng, there is no need to worry. Qi Lin learned from Qi Qi that the Monkey King had already eliminated the monks who were being hunted by the Mandrill tribe. Shang Meng seemed to have gone to the other side of Mount Wei first.

"I didn't expect that there would be the mausoleum of the Four Evils in the wild wilderness..." Shang Yangjun shuddered when he thought about it.

"There is a saying in the prehistoric world that every time a monk crosses the Mysterious Bridge of Life and Death, his strength will improve. This time is a blessing in disguise." Qi Lin said with a smile that there is a mysterious bridge between life and death. The monks in the prehistoric world call it the Mysterious Bridge of Life and Death. It is said that no matter whether a monk or a god walks through this mysterious bridge, he will see the "original" after death, which is the first grand mist of the prehistoric world. If he can return from this primitive and return to the living world, the monk, regardless of his magical power or state of mind, will The state of the spirit and soul will be greatly improved.

Sometimes when monks encounter a bottleneck that they cannot break through, they even boldly walk on the Mysterious Bridge of Life and Death. Of course, it is difficult for most geniuses to look back after crossing the Bridge of Death.

This time, Mr. Shang Yang was lucky enough to have had direct contact with the Four Evils. The despair suppressed by this state was difficult for countless monks to overcome in their lifetimes. Fortunately, Qi Lin came to help and the girl escaped death.

She also felt that she was already within reach of the Tiangang Veins of the eighth level of qi training. If she used the Pixiu Banner, she could practice the ancient qi of the eighth level in just a few days.

However, this would delay Qi Lin's cultivation, and Shang Yangjun would be too embarrassed to ask for it shamelessly.

"In the past few days, you will practice with the Pixiu Banner until you break through into the Tiangang Vein." Qi Lin smiled empathetically.

"But you also need to practice. This time when I go to Chaoge, King Zhou wants to collect the Pixiu flags. You may not have that much time to practice." Shang Yangjun shook his head.

"My talented sister Yang Jun should have seen it. I can break through without the Pixiu flag." Qi Lin chuckled and suddenly started to activate his Qi. He saw the air flow around him surging, turning into seven layers of water, surging with wind and clouds, and every stream of Qi

It's like a canopy.

The Seventh Heaven of Qi Training!

Shang Yangjun opened his mouth and turned into a reluctant smile.

Is this man a monster? Why can he surpass her more than ten years of training in just over a month?

After wandering around the wild beasts for a few days, Qi Lin retrieved two bronze war horses, and then he and Shang Yangjun passed through Mount Wei safely, but did not see Shang Meng because there was a death order to go to Chaoge, and now he has

Too much time was wasted, and Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun had no time to take care of him.

After leaving Weishan Mountain, we have already arrived at Taiqi Mountain. After passing through Taiqi Mountain, we reach Jize of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. From Jize, there is an official road leading to Chaoge. Since a lot of time has been wasted, Qi Lin and

Shang Yangjun didn't stop either, and spent most of the time rushing on.

On this day, Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun were almost at Jize City.

Ahead, the city gates were closed, and there was a scene of desolation.

Qi Lin came to the city, shouted a few times, and saw officers and soldiers with bows and arrows appearing on the city wall. Dozens of sharp diamond arrows whizzed to answer him. "The Lord of the City will be in seclusion for seven days. No one is allowed to disturb you."

"According to the order of King Zhou, I rushed to Chaoge with the banner of Ten Thousand Beasts and the Borderless Pixiu. Please forgive me." Qi Lin said politely.

"Stop talking nonsense, it doesn't matter whether you are King Zhou or King Zhou. My lord has ordered that Jize be closed for seven days. You can leave elsewhere." The officers and soldiers looked at Qi Lin and Lord Shang Yang in their wild attire, and looked arrogant.

"Mr. Yang, how much time do we have to rush to Chaoge?" Qi Lin frowned, not expecting such a change to happen.

"We have less than five days." Shang Yangjun's face looked a little ugly, "Even if we leave from Jize Official Road now, it is too late." When Jize Official Road reaches Chaoge, the speed of the bronze war horse is at least six

sky.

King Zhou's orders absolutely do not allow for any mistakes. Let alone a day, even a moment may bring disaster.

Qi Lin looked at the surrounding mountains and asked, "If we climb over that mountain, will it be faster?" In the distance of Jize, there is a giant-like mountain, covered with clouds and mist, looming.

"Okay." Mr. Shang Yang nodded, that was all he could do.

Without further ado, Qi Lin and Shang Yangjun headed out towards the mountain ridge. The sound of bronze war horses clattering on copper and iron made a sound.

When the officers and soldiers on the city wall saw it, they laughed heartily. "You dare to go to Yinling. I'm really tired of life."

"Who wants to go to Yinling at this time?"
Chapter completed!