In fact, Huang Ming didn't know.
He has embarked on an alternative path of cultivating immortality that is the most difficult but extremely powerful after completion.
That is the legendary dual cultivation of body and method.
It is said that among the many realms of cultivating immortals in this vast void, most of the cultivators actually focus on refining Qi.
Because refining the body is extremely painful and time-consuming, and it is only suitable for close combat against enemies, it is relatively useless compared to refining Qi.
If you practice both body and law, time is not enough.
After all, there are only a few geniuses, and most people will encounter bottlenecks when practicing a single skill. How dare they practice another skill, so dual cultivation of physical and mental skills is not common.
Of course, we are talking about the human race here.
Some demon cultivators and demon cultivators have to practice both physical and mental training due to physical limitations.
However, the lifespan of demon cultivators and demon cultivators is much longer than that of humans, and their physical and mental cultivation will not affect their cultivation progress.
This is also the reason why demon cultivators and demon cultivators are slightly stronger than human cultivators at the same level.
Huang Ming didn't know this, so he chose an extremely difficult path of physical and mental cultivation.
Time goes on like this.
Huang Ming repeats the monotonous life of going to a hot pot restaurant to work during the day and going back to practice at night.
Xiao Hua still has no news, as if he has really disappeared from the world.
A year passes quickly.
With the help of elixirs and spiritual stones, Huang Ming finally succeeded in advancing to the foundation building level and began to practice the "Fire Flame Technique".
As for the "Prison-Suppressing Ming King Jue", although there is Blood Tooth Fruit again, it becomes more and more difficult to practice in the later stages. A year later, Huang Ming is still stuck at the second late stage.
He had no choice but to choose physical and mental cultivation. He couldn't do it any faster even if he wanted to.
One Tuesday after that, Huang Ming took a rest as usual.
After going home and having dinner with his parents, he drove back to his residence and continued practicing.
Not long after he started practicing, the phone he put aside rang.
"Calabash baby Calabash baby, seven melons on a vine..." His ringtone is Calabash baby.
"Hello, hello, are you a friend of the owner of this number?".
The caller ID showed Yang Xukuan, but there was a stranger's voice on the other end of the phone.
"Huh? What's going on, where is the owner? Why is his phone in your hands? Who are you?".
Huang Ming was surprised.
How could Yang Xukuan's phone end up in the hands of an outsider? Was there an accident?
"We are the traffic police of the mobile brigade"
"Your friend was suspected of drunk driving and now locked himself in the car. We found his dropped mobile phone."
"If you are his friend, please inform his family, or you can come and persuade him."
"Otherwise we will take enforcement measures."
The person on the phone called himself a police officer, and sirens did come from time to time on the other end of the phone.
Huang Ming was stunned and turned to look out the window, only to realize that it was already past twelve o'clock at night.
Huang Ming couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
It’s true that Lao Mang knew that he couldn’t drive after drinking. If he drank, he would hire a driver. Why would he cause trouble?
However, he was still angry, so Huang Ming quickly asked where the drunk driving investigation was and drove there.
From a distance, Huang Ming saw several police cars parked on the side of the road.
Several traffic policemen stood in the middle of the road holding signs indicating parking and inspection, signaling passing vehicles to pull over for inspection.
Huang Ming had just pulled over the car and before he had parked it, a traffic policeman stood in front of the car window.
The traffic policeman saluted Huang Ming, his face expressionless.
"Hello, please turn off the engine and show your driver's license."
"Oh, comrade police, I didn't drink"
"I received a call from you, saying that my friend was drinking and asked me to help him deal with it."
Huang Ming quickly expressed his intention.
"Sorry, please show me your driver's license and turn off the engine."
The police ignored Huang Ming and continued to follow procedures.
Huang Ming had no choice but to take out his driver's license and hand it over.
"Have you been drinking? Come on, blow on it."
After the traffic police finished speaking, he handed over an air-breathing alcohol tester.
"No, comrade police, I really didn't drink. I really got a call from you asking me to come and help."
Huang Ming pushed the alcohol tester away and continued to explain helplessly.
"We called to ask you to help? Brother, have you been drinking? Do you want to blow? If you don't blow, just wait."
Not only did the traffic police not believe what Huang Ming said, but he took Huang Ming's driver's license and turned around and left.
"Hey, comrade police, comrade..., your sister."
Huang Ming was a little angry.
But there was nothing I could do. He was on official business, so I had to open the car door and follow him.
Seeing Huang Ming following him, the traffic policeman handed the breathalyser to Huang Ming again.
"Comrade police, I really received a call from you saying that my friend was drinking and asked me to help him deal with it. I really didn't drink."
Huang Ming still didn't want to brag and continued to explain.
"If you are told to blow, just blow. Hurry up."
The traffic policeman was a little impatient.
"Yes, yes, I will blow, I will blow."
Huang Ming had no choice but to blow.
After all, it's someone else's job, and I'm still working overtime in the middle of the night. It's really hard enough, so just cooperate.
After blowing the whistle three times to make sure Huang Ming was not drinking, the traffic policeman returned the driver's license to Huang Ming.
Only then did Huang Ming have time to find Yang Xukuan's car.
Yang Xukuan's Audi was parked on the side of the road. Huang Ming walked to the car and looked inside through the glass.
Yang Xukuan covered his face with clothes and was lying in the back seat, sound asleep. It seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine.
Huang Ming knocked on the car window, but there was no response.
After shouting several times, there was still no movement.
As soon as Huang Ming's ghost fire erupted, he pushed the car and began to rock back and forth.
After shaking for a while, Yang Xukuan finally woke up.
Yang Xukuan stretched out, squinted for a long time, and opened the car door after recognizing Huang Ming.
But as soon as the door was opened a crack, the guy fell out of the car.
"I said, Lao Mang, what's going on with you? Are you driving after drinking?"
Huang Ming cursed directly.
"Hey? Huang Ming, what's wrong with you? Why are you blocked? What a coincidence?"
"I'm telling you, I'm not drunk, but I just don't want to blow it."
"Because I drink Maotai and Lafite, both from 1982."
"It would be such a waste if it was blown out, hehehehe..."
Yang Xukuan was obviously drunk, his face was red, his speech was slurred, and he smelled of alcohol.
"Mao, my Terra, my Fei, your sister's, if you can't drink it, don't drink it."
"You're still driving after you're so drunk? Are you dying?"
"It's okay if you don't want to die. I don't even think about Teacher Xia."
Huang Ming didn't know what to say about Yang Xukuan for a moment, so he mentioned Yang Xukuan's wife, Teacher Xia.
"Teacher, which teacher? Are you pretty? Let's make an appointment."
"Hey, Lao Ming, let me tell you, I am happy today."
"Do you know why I'm happy? I'll tell you."
"I..., hey, why am I happy?".
"Oh, I remembered, it's my cousin from Dali who is here."
"They invited me to drink, and you said whether I should drink or not, right?"
"Let's dance while drinking. It's a Dali dance. Come, I'll teach you, and you sing along with me."
"Alale, colorful clouds are flying in the sky, and red flowers are blooming on the ground...".
Yang Xukuan was really drunk.
Not only did he speak slurred words and talk nonsense, but he immediately started dancing, singing and dancing.
The singing voice was as loud as a slaughtered pig, no matter how unpleasant it was to listen to.
And his dancing posture looks like golden rooster independence from a distance, but polio from up close!
