However, Qingyang also knows that this is impossible. It is just because of the visual and sensory fatigue caused by the same environment for a long time. In fact, he has flown a long distance. What matters at this time is patience and perseverance. If he cannot persist, he will only die.
Only if you persevere can you succeed.
Qingyang identified a direction and flew forward tirelessly, just like practicing in seclusion after a quiet room, leaving all negative emotions behind. If he got tired of flying, he would enter the Drunk Immortal Gourd space.
He rested for a while, regained his physical strength, and replenished some consumed real energy. Then he left the Drunk Immortal Gourd and continued flying forward. When he was tired, he went back in to rest and recover. This cycle repeated. He was the only one here anyway, so he didn’t have to worry about others discovering him.
's secret.
Nowadays, Qingyang is a monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul. He can drive the Yufeng Gourd much faster and can fly more than two thousand miles every hour. Even if he often needs to rest in the Drunk Immortal Gourd, it won't actually delay him too much.
, the average distance per day can reach 30,000 miles.
This speed is not comparable to that of those cultivating gods, but Qingyang has the Drunken Immortal Gourd, which is the biggest help. It can be restored and replenished after consumption. If you are tired, you can adjust your mood, while others can only rely on spiritual stones to replenish their true energy when they are tired.
He can only find a way to adjust himself. It will be good if he doesn't go crazy for a long time, not to mention the efficiency of traveling. Qingyang can imagine the miserable situation of others at this time.
Of course, Qingyang’s journey in the endless void is not always smooth. The most common ones are void storms and space turbulence. Space storms are similar to storms in the mortal world, but their intensity is completely different. When a storm comes, it blocks the sky and the sun.
, if you are not careful, you will be involved in it and be torn apart and thrown around crazily. Nascent Soul monks like Qingyang cannot resist it at all. Losing direction is just a small problem. If you are unlucky, you may be torn apart by the storm.
Broken.
When Qingyang encountered a space storm for the first time, because he had no experience in evading, he was directly involved. He lost control of his body at that time, rolling with the storm, beating, colliding, and throwing, and even hid in the Drunken Immortal Gourd.
There was no chance. It didn't take long for Qingyang to pass out, but the violent collision quickly woke him up. Repeatedly, Qingyang was tortured to death. When the void storm finally stopped, Qingyang was completely injured.
His bones were shattered, and he lay paralyzed on the ground unable to move. He floated in the void for several days before he was able to summon some spiritual energy to enter the Drunken Immortal Gourd, and then lay in the Drunken Immortal Gourd for nearly a month before recovering from his injuries.
Fortunately, the duration of this void storm was compensated and the power was not too great. Qingyang could barely save his life. If he encountered one that lasted for a long time or was particularly powerful, let alone Qingyang who only had the perfect Nascent Soul cultivation level.
Even if they are refining the void, the combined monks may not survive.
From then on, Qingyang learned his lesson. When he encountered a void storm again, he would try his best to avoid it. If he couldn't avoid it, he would hide in the Drunken Immortal Gourd and wait until the Void Storm was over before going out. This Drunken Immortal
The gourd is his biggest support, otherwise he would die several times.
Another danger is the spatial turbulence hidden in the endless void. The spatial turbulence is composed of many large and small space cracks. The big ones are comparable to door leaves, and the small ones are as thin as hair, just like traps buried in the road.
Generally speaking, you will die if you touch it, you will be injured if you touch it, and you will be disemboweled if you hit it head-on. This is simply not something that low-level monks like Qingyang can solve. Only high-level monks who have mastered the laws of space can break it, even if they are combined.
The monk also had a headache when he encountered it.
If the space turbulence is like a void storm and can be avoided in advance, Qingyang will not be afraid. The key is that this thing is invisible and intangible. Although the spiritual mind can detect it, no one can always turn on the spiritual mind when flying.
, Besides, Qingyang was so fast, even if his spiritual sense was on all the time, he would hit him head-on before realizing it, and there would be no time to react.
Facing this kind of terrifying spatial turbulence, the Drunken Immortal Gourd lost its protective effect, and could only rely on Qingyang to solve it. Fortunately, he was quite lucky and did not lose his life on it.
However, during the journey, Qingyang also encountered several dangers. Once, a two-inch long space crack passed directly through Qingyang's chest, directly piercing a fist-sized hole in his chest, and his heart and lungs were damaged.
It was cut off and kept in the Drunken Fairy Gourd for several days before it recovered.
Another time was even more dangerous. A three-foot-long space crack passed under Qingyang, only half a foot away from his crotch. If he had flown lower, he might have become a eunuch in the future, but Qingyang's flight
The spiritual weapon Yufeng Gourd was not so lucky and was directly chopped into two halves.
Qingyang has had a few brushes with death. He is still hopeful, but he has to speed up in order to hurry up. There is nothing he can do about it. If he could use his spiritual thoughts to explore it first every time and make sure it is safe before moving forward.
, I am afraid that even one or two hundred miles cannot be covered in one day, the journey into the endless void is extremely long, and even if Qingyang's remaining lifespan is used up, he will not be able to reach another world.
But Qingyang also has something to rely on, which is the Golden Cicada Escape Technique taught to him by the Purple Cicada Demon King in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits. When Qingyang got a parasitic grass, in order to thank him for saving his life, the Purple Cicada Demon King
Using blood essence and innate magical powers, Qingyang was given the Golden Cicada Escape Technique. However, Qingyang could only use this technique once, and it would be gone after it was used up, unless he could find another parasitic grass and let the Purple Cicada Demon King help him again.
Cast it once, but of course this is impossible now.
With the Golden Cicada Escape Technique, Qingyang is equivalent to having an extra life. Because of this, Qingyang dares to increase his speed. Once the Golden Cicada Escape Technique fails, Qingyang will not be so bold.
In addition to these two dangers, it is said that there are still many void insect beasts living in the endless void, which feed on monks. The level of danger is no less dangerous than void storms and space turbulence. There are many types of void insect beasts, and their levels are generally relatively high.
The high ones are comparable to the combined and tribulation monks, and the low ones are at least at the Nascent Soul stage, because no matter how low the strength is, it will be difficult to live in the void. I don’t know if Qingyang is lucky or if the number of void insect beasts is too small.
Qingyang has never encountered him before.
Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye. Qingyang stopped and walked. When he was tired or injured, he would recuperate in the Drunk Immortal Gourd for a while. After recovering, he would continue on his way. Sometimes he would be disturbed by void storms and lose his way, and he would still walk a little.
Going back, going round and round, even he himself doesn't remember exactly how far Qingyang has traveled in the past thirty years, but he estimates that it is always two to three hundred million miles.