Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

"Damn it. Can Qi be introduced into the body on the Tongtian Road?"

The disciple was stunned and couldn't help but cursed, completely forgetting to care about the majestic leader next to him.

"Look at this posture, it's not an ordinary way to draw Qi into the body. It's even stronger than when I was building the foundation."

Some disciples sounded sour, but they were still mainly shocked.

"It doesn't take that long to bring Qi into the body, right? Is she constantly making breakthroughs? But where did she get the skills to practice?"

"It's true what you said. Just look at the amount of spiritual energy absorbed. You have to have the second level of Qi refining anyway, right? This cultivation speed is too incredible! Without the method of cultivation, it is impossible to do it."

"Isn't there a saying that means one can teach oneself without a teacher? Maybe our sect will have another cultivation genius." A disciple retorted innocently.

"What kind of genius can reach this level without a teacher? Are you really going to create your own exercises, just like drinking water, just do it when you want? Unless this is the reincarnation of a great power and you have to practice it all over again."

"What you said makes sense. How could an ordinary person fall under the eyes of Master Qinghe? I think this might be the reincarnation of one of Master Qinghe's close friends. Otherwise, there is no need for a mortal with no cultivation to work for Master Qinghe." The great chariot.”

All the disciples were talking in high spirits, and even the leader did not stop them, staring expectantly at the surge of spiritual energy on the Tongtian Road.

The first time I introduced Qi into my body, I was promoted several levels, and the promotion has not ended yet. How can this qualification be expressed by a genius? It is simply a monster!

His Yun Cang sect has gained another great talent. In the next competition between the sects, he will surely be able to compete for the top position and gain more training resources for the sect.

Su Haitang ignored the disturbances from the outside world.

She was reciting the Tao Te Ching silently in her heart, with nothing else in her mind. Her dull eyes stared at the top of the mountain, with only one thought in her mind, up, up again.

The spiritual energy repaired her damaged injuries. This wonderful sight should only be seen by the great masters after Nascent Soul.

This is probably the wonder of Tongtian Road, and the surrounding disciples don't find it strange.

Su Haitang walked slower and slower, but she never stopped moving forward.

The tragic scene was not surprising after watching it for a long time. Seeing that she couldn't finish it for a while, the disciples gradually dispersed and went about their own affairs.

One day passed, two days passed, and Yunshan sent out a new scene.

All disciples will always take some time to walk to Tongtian Road twice every day to see when the new disciple who is still persisting will fall, or whether he will advance again.

Such a monster's cultivation speed is beyond the reach of even elite disciples who are called geniuses.

But no one said anything mean.

After all, the newcomer's promotion is carried out under everyone's nose. The pain she has endured and the effort she has put in are beyond the reach of others. It is reasonable to have such a gain.

Several bets were even held privately within the sect, betting on how long this newcomer could last, how many levels she would eventually reach, and how high her cultivation would be at each level.

Almost all the disciples placed bets. Although the bets placed were different, they all represented their optimism for Su Haitang.

Even the headmaster secretly ordered his direct disciples to bet on his behalf and participate in the grand event.

The entire sect was as lively as if it was a festival. The only one who was silent, except for the ancestors practicing in seclusion, was Su Haitang, who was still crawling silently on the Tongtian Road.

Yes, Su Haitang could no longer stand and began to crawl forward on his hands and feet.