It was windy outside, knocking on the door.
Su Zhe was burning a brazier in the shop, on which tea was roasting and pieces of meat were placed.
"Didn't I buy everything yesterday, why are you here again?"
He Qing sat beside the brazier and warmed up the fire, feeling a surge of warmth.
"I'm not here to ask you something." He Qing said with a smile.
"Let's talk." Su Zhe said angrily.
"Then what's going on with Pang Dong, the leader of the Red Jade Sect?"
"Pang Dong? You asked him what he was doing." Su Zhe narrowed his eyes.
Su Zhe continued without waiting for He Qing's answer: "Many people from the Luoxia Sect went to Xianxia City a few days ago, and Pang Chun took a lot of spirit stones from them. As a beneficiary, Pang Dong is now naturally liquidated. I guess In the end, we must go to the battlefield to atone for our crimes."
He Qing was taken aback when he heard the news.
He didn't expect this to be the result.
This is totally good news for him.
If Pang Dong went to the battlefield, let alone whether he would survive or not, at least he would not be able to return for several years.
At that time, He Qing thought to himself that the faster his practice, the longer it took, would be more beneficial to him.
Thinking of this, He Qing suddenly became less annoyed by Luoxia Pai's rent increase.
"I don't want to ask more about your affairs. We are old and just want to spend our old age in peace." Su Zhe sighed.
When he was young, he was not a high-spirited and enterprising person.
But in old age, I just want to spend the rest of my life in peace, and use my last time to do something for the younger generation by the way.
"This tea is not bad." He Qing took a sip.
The tea soup is green and green, full of aura.
As soon as it enters the body, it immediately turns into aura and disperses, infiltrating the heart and lungs.
Moreover, he had absorbed too many thunder spirit stones yesterday, and He Qing always felt that the mana in his body was not pure enough, as if he had eaten bad fruit, and felt a little uncomfortable all over.
This may be because his body has adapted to the previous pure mana, but now it is a little uncomfortable.
"Of course not bad, one or two spirit stones." Su Zhe picked up the piece of meat on the iron plate and took a bite.
While eating, he said again: "By the way, those two fire demons who made trouble a few days ago made a move again a few days ago, killing a wealthy businessman, and even his family was brutally murdered."
Having said that, Su Zhe sighed.
"Are you always afraid?"
"If they dare to come, they should be prepared to die." Su Zhe said lightly.
He Qing immediately gave a thumbs up when he heard the words.
Su Zhe chuckled lightly, and said: "When I was young, I was well-off for a while. The Floating Cloud Sword Formation in my home came from the Stone Sword Cave."
Shijian Cave, Zixiao Sect, Luoxia Sect, and the Fire Demon Sect, which is fighting fiercely with Luoxia Sect, are all nearby big sects.
These sects are not limited to Qingzhou, but radiate to several states.
He Qing sighed and said, "You are not afraid, but I am."
"Everything is careful."
At this time, the wind and rain suddenly blew up outside, and raindrops flew down from the sky.
The sound of rain swept across the entire mountain forest in an instant.
He Qing watched as the rain floated in from the door and hit the counter with a bang.
Visible to the naked eye, the rain and fog filled the air, and the distant mountains began to blur.
The flame in the brazier flickered a few times, and then suddenly became smaller.
Su Zhe pointed with his finger, the magic power surged, and the flame became bigger again.
He Qing came out and got satisfactory news that Pang Dong was already under the control of the Luoxia faction, and He Qing didn't believe that he could stir up trouble.
What's more, looking at it now, his chances of winning are even higher.
Thinking of this, He Qing relaxed all over.
In the next few days, you only need to practice hard and reach the fifth level of Qi refining as soon as possible.
For He Qing, every level of jump represents a greater possibility.
Through synthesis, he can maximize the impact of the strength leap.
Leave Chunyuju and walk on the road.
He Qing's magic power oscillated all over his body, and the raindrops fell on his body and immediately turned into rain and mist.
The world was hazy, there were few pedestrians on the road, and even some shops had their doors ajar.
When he was about to turn off Ronghua Street, He Qing saw a boat in a clearing on a cliff.
This ship is huge, like a whale, with many spirit patterns engraved on its surface, and a sail.
This is the flying boat, which the Luoxia faction uses to transfer supplies.
"It seems that Pang Dong will go to the battlefield in a few days." He Qing thought to himself.
Back home, He Qing continued to practice silently.
Take out a thunder spirit stone to absorb spiritual energy into the body.
As more and more Thunder Spirit Stones were absorbed, He Qing's mana became more and more turbid.
And there is also a feeling of lag when casting spells.
However, the total amount of mana increased significantly, and in the end the power did not decrease but increased.
Earlier, He Qing bought several books on the Condensation Method from Sun Chengji.
In the past few days, I went to sell a few topaz pills, and then bought a few books on the method of condensing.
Synthesized.
[Condensation method (excellent): Concentrate mana and stabilize the foundation. ]
After He Qing practiced every day, he could effectively eliminate impurities through this condensed method.
However, the turbidity of mana is still several times higher than before.
Day after day, when there are no spirit stones, go sell some pills.
Even sometimes go out to kill some monsters.
winter.
He Qing opened his eyes, and he felt that the mana in his body was round and full, and he would be able to break through in a short time.
"I don't know if this level of mana can break through successfully."
But it doesn't matter, it will be good to synthesize the Breaking Realm Pill when the time comes.
When he came outside the courtyard, He Qing looked up at the sky, only to see a flying boat was slowly flying out in the dark and gloomy sky.
And the densely packed people on the flying boat are all monks.
In the past few days, a few casual cultivators were granted permission to join the Luoxia Sect because they made a lot of contributions on the battlefield.
This also caused many ambitious casual cultivators to board the flying boat and step into the battlefield.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a huge gap between casual cultivators and sect disciples.
Whether it's a magic weapon, a skill, or a teaching from a senior.
The average strength of Zongmen disciples is much higher than that of casual cultivators.
On weekdays, a sect disciple can almost beat three casual cultivators of the same realm.
Moreover, casual cultivators are often struggling on the line of food and clothing, and life and death are even more critical.
How is it like a sect disciple.
It was with this thought, and in order to establish the foundation, that many casual cultivators died on the battlefield.
And besides those who went voluntarily, there were also many who were forced to go.
"For breakthroughs, for resources, how many people gave their lives." He Qing sighed.
Even those monks who established the foundation, the disciples of the sect would often go to the ruins for chance, for treasures, for various things, and they would give their lives away.
Fortunately, He Qing doesn't need to do this, he just needs to practice slowly, and there is no need to worry about resources and the like.
He Qing looked into the distance, the entire Xianxia City has become much sparser these days.
Although foreign cultivators kept pouring in, more casual cultivators stepped onto the flying boat and headed to the battlefield.
Prices have also remained high, and He Qing's previous savings have long been used up, and now he can only buy again.