The Second Immortal Road

　　 Ten days later, in a mountain range three to four hundred miles away from Yangzhou City, Han Ming was galloping on a maroon horse.

　　 At this time, he had already sent the three sisters of the Feng family safely into Yangzhou City, and the three sisters also found their uncle, so there is no need to worry about being chased and killed by the people of the Dark Spirit Gate of Lingzhou.

After Han Ming sent the Feng’s three sisters into Yangzhou City, he stayed in Yangzhou City for a few days. After all, he finally reached a large city. Without supplementing the loss of medicine, he still does not meet Han Ming. Of the character.

In the first few days of her stay in Yangzhou City, Feng Jingyi sent people to win over Han Ming several times, which really annoyed Han Ming. In the next few days, Han Ming, who was so bored, simply hid directly in Yangzhou City, not at all. The family members contacted, and finally the family members thought that Han Ming had left Yangzhou, and then put out the idea of ​​drawing him in.

Yangzhou deserves to be a famous large city. Those few days and Han Ming gained a lot in Yangzhou city. Not only did he make up for the loss of the previous medicines, but he also found a lot of precious medicinal materials and formulated two or three kinds of strange gates. pill.

In addition, Han Ming also accidentally bought a relatively comprehensive map of Jiang’s country. Only then did he discover that the Rising Star Mountain Range was much larger than he had imagined. The Rising Star Mountain Range he previously thought was only a real rising star. The outskirts of the mountains are nothing.

　　 The main part of the real Shengxing Mountain Range is extremely dangerous. What mortals can't get close to is the first-class Jianghu masters who dare not go deep into the Shengxing Mountain Range. Someone once said that when they saw a centipede that was two feet long in the Shengxing Mountains, the centipede crushed a long-famous master of the world with one mouth.

　　 Han Ming felt a little overwhelming when he heard these rumors. The Rising Star Mountain Range is so strange. The profile shows that he didn't find the wrong place. After all, how could the fairy gate let mortals come close! But he was also a little worried. Don't bury the beast before finding the immortal gate. After all, he doesn't believe that centipedes that grow to two feet tall are ordinary beasts, not monsters that can swallow immortal cultivators.

　　After staying in Yangzhou for a few days, Han Ming bought a horse and headed in one direction. He didn't plan to pass through Yuezhou anymore, but directly took the path towards the Shengxing Mountain Range.

　　 As for Liu Erhaozi, Han Ming left him in Yangzhou. Now that he has that map, he doesn't need Liu Erhaozi as a guide. When Han Ming detoxified Liu Erfei before he left, he also left some money for him. It was a reward for these dozens of days. Han Ming didn't break his trust in him.

But Liu Erfei took a large sum of money left by Han Ming, and immediately thanked Han Ming. The money was nothing but dung to Han Ming, and it was of no use, but for Liu Erfei, it was a wealth of ten or twenty years. Ronghua, let him never do anything sneaky in the future, and he immediately became a master.

　　 After tasting the benefits of following Han Ming, Liu Erhao wanted to let Han Ming re-poison him. He wanted to follow Han Ming all the time, helping Han Ming run errands, and suddenly made Han Ming a little speechless.

　　 Of course, Han Ming refused. He didn't want to take the burden of Liu Erhaozi along with him. He was completely blocking himself.

Han Ming found an unusually concealed cave in the nearby mountains. After setting up some small warning devices around, he turned and walked towards the cave. But before he entered the cave, he turned back and returned. A faint layer of poisonous miasma was placed on the ground, and then he entered the cave with peace of mind.

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

　　 "But it doesn't hurt, it's always a good thing to be cautious." Han Ming comforted himself again.

　　 After walking into the cave, Han Ming chose a clean and flat place and sat down cross-legged, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

　　 The pills in this porcelain bottle are exactly the pills he used to make the four hundred-year-old Baicao ginseng to consolidate the essence of the pill. It is his support for hitting the six-layer bottleneck.

　　 Han Ming wanted to take the formulated pills in Yangzhou City before, but he was a little worried about his safety. After all, there are dragons and snakes in Yangzhou City. There are all kinds of people. It really can't give him a sense of security.

After careful calculations, Han Ming decided to go to the mountains outside Yangzhou City and find a secluded place to break through the bottleneck. After all, the mountains are basically inaccessible, just what happened, there is much more room for maneuver. Let him have no scruples.

　　 It took Han Ming more than half a day to adjust his overall state to the best, ready to do his best to hit the bottleneck of the sixth layer. He calmed down for a while, flipped out a pill, and swallowed his stomach as soon as he raised his head, and then he closed his eyes and ran the nameless tactics in his body.

　　 After the pill was swallowed by Han Ming, but the effort of several breaths turned into a stream of heat, which made Han Ming snorted. At this time, he felt as if there was a fire in his belly roasting the internal organs.

　　 "The four-hundred-year-old Baicao ginseng is really strong for more than one star." Han Ming thought to himself, at this moment, his face was flushed, and the top of his head was constantly steaming hot, as if he had been roasted.

　　 Han Ming speeded up the operation of the Wuming Law, and continuously transformed the heat in his abdomen into a stream of pure mana, which was then stored between his dantians.

　　 After Han Ming converted all the heat in his abdomen into mana, his dantian was already fully supported by mana, and even a large amount of mana was stored in his meridians.

　　 After he was convinced that all the medicinal properties of the pill had been absorbed, Han Ming tried his best to stabilize the mana in his body, for fear that the mana was out of control and would burst him.

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

"Ah." Han Ming spit out blood, and he fainted directly. The mana in his dantian instantly lost control. The mana squeezed in his dantian rushed along the dantian toward the meridians frantically, and then just It continued to wreak havoc in Han Ming's body, and slowly dissipated until several hours.

After five or six hours, Han Ming woke up and turned around. Only then did he realize that all the mana obtained by transforming the Baicao Pill had disappeared, but he was not too surprised. If his realm was not improved, the excess mana in his body would quickly dissipate. .

"It's dangerous just now! If it wasn't for Hualao to nourish the meridians with poison before, and I have been paying attention to protecting the meridians, the raging mana in the meridians could kill me." Han Ming wiped his mouth. Blood stains, some lingering fears muttered to himself.

　　 Han Ming shook his head and continued to meditate cross-legged to adjust his breath. After about half an hour, his state was adjusted to the best.

　　 Han Ming raised his head and swallowed another pill without thinking about it. He once again felt a flow of heat in his body. Han Ming did not dare to neglect the operation of the nameless mouth to transform the properties of these medicines.

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

　　 Han Ming's eyes became uncertain. After thinking for a while, he adjusted his breath again and sat up in meditation.

　　 It took a full hour to adjust the state this time before Han Ming opened his eyes. At this time, his spirit and body's mana were adjusted to the best state.

　　 "Guru." The third pill was swallowed by Han Ming, but this time Han Ming did not immediately close his eyes to refine the medicine, and he felt the tingling heat in his abdomen.

　　 After a quarter of an hour, Han Ming closed his eyes and started to run the Wuming Jue again. This time, Han Ming's speed of operating the Jue was a bit overloaded, and he felt a little pain in the meridians.

　　 This time Han Ming was in a coma for only about half an hour. After he woke up and turned around, he realized that his cultivation was still at the peak level 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 in his hand, and touching his groaning belly, 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 found that it was already dark, and it was late at night, and there was a horrible atmosphere in the woods of the black hole.

　　 Han Ming single-handedly, an orange-red fireball appeared one inch in his hand~www.novelmt.com~ The fireball emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the surrounding area of ​​several tens of meters.

　　 After making a torch casually, Han Ming extinguished the fireball, and then he held the torch and walked toward the depths of the woods. After all, fire bombs were not used casually, although there was no one here.

　　 About half an hour later, a stern tiger roar awakened most of the surrounding beasts, and the forest was no longer as quiet as before.

Han Ming took a tiger leg and returned to the cave. After cleaning and washing, he roasted the tiger leg with a fire ball. In just 20 breaths of effort, the tiger leg was cooked thoroughly. .

　　 With a tiger's leg under his belly, Han Ming sat up straight again with his knees cross-legged, and adjusted the state of his body with great effort.

　　 A quarter of an hour later, Han Ming swallowed the last pill without hesitation, and thought of nothing, directly refining the medicinal properties in the body.

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

　　 Han Ming did not pass out this time, but he did not break through the bottleneck, and his dantian did not expand.

Feeling the slightest passing of mana in his dantian, Han Ming knew that this breakthrough was a complete failure. He could not use the mana gained from refining and chemical pills to expand his dantian. That 400-year-old herb was considered complete. It was wasted.

　　 Despite Han Ming's desperate efforts to curb the flow of mana, the mana in his dantian continued to leak out. Han Ming slightly estimated that in about an hour or so, the excess mana in his body would completely disappear.

　　Although he knew that the probability of success in this breakthrough was less than one percent, Han Ming still refused to give up.