It is very different from the last time when I was in a state of devilishness. Although the nature of true qi is violent, it is not uncontrollable. The soul seems to have pulled out of its body, quietly watching itself sit cross-legged, and trying its best to gather the violent true qi.

The true qi is moving faster and faster in the meridians. The stagnant parts of the past are now rushing by, like flood peaks piled up into mountains and pouring out, and the direction of the river is unstoppable.

The true qi rises from the spine and breaks through the way until the eyebrows stop. The true qi accumulates more and more, and it condenses into a nebula-like rotation at the center of the eyebrows.

The nebula is spinning faster and faster, the true qi in the body is quickly drained, the tendons and veins become empty and nothing, and the nebula suddenly shrinks into a particle.

The particle only stayed for a moment, and then exploded again. This time the scene was very different. The infinite vital energy between heaven and earth and the true energy in the body were connected to each other. Qin Wuyang felt like a baby was in the mother's womb, or more vividly, like a person in the water.

Every time his arm swung it, it seemed like a squirming water flow, and the pores on his skin could even feel the joy of vitality. Only then did he feel that a thick layer of carapace was accumulated on his body.

He hasn't taken a shower for half a year. Thinking of this, he immediately felt itchy all over and wanted to scratch his whole body before he could enjoy it. There was no water source around him, so Qin Wuyang immediately climbed towards the top of the mountain, and the snow on the top of the mountain was his target.

Once he took action, Qin Wuyang realized that he was very different from the past. He was extremely flexible and could do something impossible in the past. He could always feel that the vital energy around him was very happy about his arrival. Not only did he not have any resistance, but he made his body faster. He gently pointed his toes and jumped up, which was more than 4 meters high. He lightly put on a huge rock and turned over. In the past, this was simply impossible to complete.

The originally weak constitution was fundamentally cured, and the ventilation speed was very fast, very different from usual. It was like a monkey climbing a cliff, Qin Wuyang climbed the snow line without much effort. The entire process was extremely relaxed, and the cold mountain winds made him unable to tolerate altitude sickness.

In this place where no one was, Qin Wuyang took off naked and was excitedly rubbed with snow. His dark and dirty body quickly turned red like cooked shrimps.

After cleaning it, I took out the Zhaodan Knife and shaved all my hair. The dust and dirt were removed, and my whole body was as light as if I was about to fly into the air.

After putting on his clothes, Qin Wuyang sat cross-legged and began to check his condition. There was no one in the fields, and the cold wind was silent.

"Congratulations on practicing "Shaoyang True Interpretation" to achieve a return to nature and enter the innate realm. Strength +5, Agility +5, Spirit +5, Physical +5."

Qin Wuyang was not overjoyed after seeing this, all this was expected. He took a shot of the "Bai Yang Illustration" given by Fei Changkong. According to the contents of the illustration, he meditated and practiced. This place is not a good place for practice. Long-term meditation will inevitably lead to cold air entering the body, and it will be difficult to expel it from endless entanglement, but short-term practice is not a problem.

There is no time to practice. I don’t know how long it took to cultivate my innate true energy into the true power of Baiyang. I heard the prompt sound as I wished.

"Understand the "Baiyang Illustration" and gain a glimpse of the way!"

"Strength +5, Agility +7, Spirit +1, Physical +6"

When I stood up, my joints made crisp sounds, and the sound seemed to be metallic attacks, which was extremely pleasant! I suddenly opened my eyes, and there seemed to be lightning in my eyes.

Qin Wuyang's two fists were replaced in succession, and the sound of air explosions was connected, which was spectacular. "Pa, Pa..." Qin Wuyang became interested and used a set of learned shallow fists.

I saw him like a dragon, wandering on this big rock, his feet changing directions, and the fist wind whistled, looking extremely powerful. He held his fist and stood up, his figure changed from extreme movement to extreme static, but coordinated and natural, without any fireworks.

Standing on the mountain and looking down at the earth, Qin Wuyang was thrilling, roaring to the sky, shocking a hundred miles. Then, it was a tragedy! The snow accumulated over a thousand years of accumulated snow on the snow mountain was falling down. This avalanche was definitely not a small fight. The snow flowing up to more than a hundred meters high rolled down, burying all the existence that blocked one's existence.

Xuefeng was very close to him, and Qin Wuyang could even get the storm that the snow was hit by snow. He screamed strangely, and he didn't care about picking up his salute and rushed down the mountain.

As the saying goes: It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down. It refers to this kind of steep and unmanned mountain that has no roads. Although Qin Wuyang is not the same as before, and its attribute value is several times that of ordinary people, facing this great power of nature, there is still nowhere to escape.

He jumped suddenly and glided down from the mountain. At this time, Qin Wuyang did not care about the danger, and Xueli was about to kiss his buttocks. However, Xuefeng's speed was still a little faster, burying Qin Wuyang like he was slapping a fly.

After a long time, the snow-capped mountains fell into silence here.

Qin Wuyang slowly woke up. It must be said that he should be glad that he has entered the innate realm and his external breathing has turned into internal breathing. Otherwise, just severe hypoxia would be enough to kill him. Even so, it is very dangerous. Internal breathing does not mean that you never have to breathe fresh. If you lack oxygen for a long time, it is also fatal. This time it is even more dangerous and fatal than Qin Wuyang facing the three mutant dogs in the river alone.

If you are buried in the snow, how should you save yourself? Do you dig it upwards directly? Wrong!

Qin Wuyang's luck subsided, freeing up a small space. He pondered for a while and decided to dig out a snow cave to save himself by 45 degrees. The temperature in the snow was extremely cold, and the low temperature of more than 30 degrees below zero was enough to kill a normal person, but Qin Wuyang was not a normal person. Bai Yang's true power also slowed down under such a harsh situation, but it could still protect Qin Wuyang's internal organs from frostbite.

Finish the dug snow into bricks. It is a mixture of ice and snow, which is a boring and huge project. When you are thirsty, swallow two bites of snow, hungry, eat the food you just bought in the space, get cold, stop meditate and rest. All movements here must be slow, both to save oxygen and to prevent the snow cave from collapsing.

There is no time in the darkness, and the people who torment their loneliness in the darkness will go crazy. It is ten times more terrible than the loneliness on the road to Hajj. I don’t know how long it took, but there was a light on the top of the dark snow cave. Qin Wuyang was very energetic and dared not neglect, but still dug according to the same path.

Finally, I could smell the fresh air, and I never felt that breathing was such a wonderful feeling. Qin Wuyang stood on the snow and laughed loudly, and he shouted: "There is nothing to stump me, Qin Wuyang!"

An elegant snow leopard stood above the white snow, staring at the creature with green eyes, not understanding why he was so out of control. The caution of the cats made it not easily attack unknown prey.

Qin Wuyang couldn't help but feel deeply immersed at the animal that had almost disappeared from the earth, with its snow-white fur and beautiful and elegant steps.

On the snow, Qin Wuyang's movements were greatly restricted. He had not learned the high-level skill of stepping on the snow without semen. He rushed straight towards the snow leopard, which scared the beautiful creature to jump sideways. Qin Wuyang left laughing all the way and running down the mountain, leaving only deep footprints and flying snow blocks. The feeling of oppression that always existed on Qin Wuyang disappeared. The snow leopard turned around lightly and left on its own, leaving a string of plum blossom marks.

When he came to the place where he went up the mountain and looked around, it seemed like a different life. Qin Wuyang touched his head and found that his hair had grown more than an inch long. He couldn't help but laugh. As for what he laughed at, he didn't know.

The road to hajj has to continue, not only for himself, but also for Lao Tsashi, Mozha and Dorje, and for the three partners who disappeared in the blizzard.

Tighten the clothes and identify the direction, Qin Wuyang embarked on the journey again. He knelt and kowtowed every step, and I crawled on the rugged mountain road, not to get close to the Buddha or touch anyone's fingers, but to fulfill the silent promise I had made in my heart.

Even wind, frost, rain and snow cannot stop the passage of time, nor can it stop Qin Wuyang's journey. It has been five months since he arrived in the city of Lhasa. His hair once again became messy like a bird's nest, and his clothes were even worse than beggars, but his pace was unprecedentedly steady.

It has been a long time since I saw such a pilgrimage, but the citizens of Lhasa did not know that a large group of people followed Qin Wuyang and blocked traffic. Qin Wuyang ignored it and looked at him without seeing it. He only had the Potala Palace, which was the destination they agreed upon. The hopeful eyes in Mozharencuo's eyes sounded, and the happy expression of the old uncle Tashi before his death. Qin Wuyang didn't know what made them persist so much.

And he finally came here today. The lamas of the Potala Palace had already received news that they were listed as two teams to greet them at the door, but Qin Wuyang did not go in.

He stood outside the white palace of the Potala Palace, questioning the Buddha and his heart. Buddha, has the soul of old Tashi continued to live in your paradise? If not, wouldn’t his persistence be ridiculous and there is no answer!

So what is my faith? Qin Wuyang asked himself in this way. Is it a Buddha, a saint, a God or a great way? Neither, I believe in fairness. I only believe in fairness. There should be fairness under the heavens. If not, I will have private feelings.

Qin Wuyang stood up, his eyes were peaceful and distant. A lama stepped forward and said, "Master Zongqin invited the donor to speak with tea!" Qin Wuyang nodded slightly, avoiding the crowd of people visiting the scenic spots in the Potala Palace. The two of them walked forward windingly until a small courtyard. The architectural style here was very different from that of the Potala Palace. The lama stepped forward to report, and then led Qin Wuyang into it, knowing that the door had just retreated.

Qin Wuyang walked forward leisurely, and the two lamas sat upright. Qin Wuyang walked straight forward and sat down, faced them, closed his eyes and rested.

Light and shadow flow, sun shadow slants westward.

In the end, the two lamas couldn't help but open their eyes, smiled, and said, "The donor is so calm!" Qin Wuyang also smiled and said, "The master is so idle!"
Chapter completed!