Qin Tian sat back in the chair and closed his eyes and pondered, after a long time, he was still at a loss after racking his brains, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already bloodshot.

His heart was like a plumb sinker, almost overwhelming him.

Suddenly sighing, Qin Tian got up and put "Dao Qi" back in its place, said hello to the old woman with crane hair on duty, and left on his own.

At this time, the hustle and bustle of the Heavenly God Academy was gone, and only Qin Tian was the only one with his head down, like a lone wolf with a wounded head, wandering aimlessly among them, strolling from the library building to the teaching building, and from the teaching building to the dormitory building, and so on.

"I don't know how long I can last..."

Qin Tian's will can be said to be extremely depressed, and he feels that his life has begun to count down.

It was only at this moment that he realized that he didn't have much to worry about in this world.

His parents disappeared when he was young, and his grandfather, who was dependent on him for his life, died of illness two years ago.

Even if you die, the people you will care about will be able to count on one hand.

The saddest thing is Cao Qingzhu, the two of them have not known each other for a long time, and they have never said anything to each other, but that feeling is real.

I don't know what kind of crying she will be like when she is such a delicate person made of water.

The fat man and the two brothers should mourn for him in the future, after all, one of them was rescued by him in dire straits, and the other was born and died with him, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they were friends in trouble.

In addition, there is also Old Man Zhao, Jian Mengzhen...

The scenes of the past were presented in front of Qin Tian's eyes like a horse.

There is no greater mourning than death.

The erosion of demonic qi was actually just the beginning, and there was still a lot of time left for Qin Tian.

However, this helplessness of knowing that death was approaching, but he could only sit back and wait for death, made the cracks in his state of mind expand infinitely, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body were extremely unstable, with big ups and downs like the tides of the river and sea, and there were faint signs of the embankment breaking.

"Hum..."

At this moment, a brilliant sword light came from far and near, accompanied by a transparent sword roar that resounded through the four fields, not only breaking the dead silence around him, but also breaking through the many obstacles that shrouded Qin Tian's heart, allowing him to see the light of day again.

A rusty iron sword hovered quietly in front of Qin Tian, one person and one sword, "looking at each other", speechless, as if time had stood still.

The Rusty Sword Spirit revived, and it had the same heart as Qin Tian, sensing the mood fluctuations of its master, so it rushed over as soon as possible.

"Thanks to you..."

Suddenly, Qin Tian smiled, his eyes had regained clarity, he held the long sword in his hand, gently rubbed the sword body with his fingers, and the qi surging like boiling soup on his body gradually flattened.

Although he stumbled along the way, Qin Tian finally overcame the fear of being corroded by demonic energy.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, this is also a tempering of the Dao heart, after waking up, his breath is more natural than in the past, but there is a natural sense of roundness.

"Uncle Ben has even killed Zhurong's true spirit, and just a little demonic qi wants me to give in?

Qin Tian's eyes were resolute, and he whispered to the rusty sword in his hand, "Are you willing to help me?"

"Hum..."

The rusty sword trembled, and before Qin Tian could stimulate his spiritual power, there was a Dao Dao sword qi lingering around the sword body, circulating endlessly.

The earth is a forbidden place for gods and demons arranged by the ancient sages, and naturally there is no hope of finding the inheritance of gods and demons.

But this is not the case in the Little Xuan Realm, where there are still a large number of gods and demons who are sleeping in it.

The nameless trick is taken from the sacrificial spirit cave of the Qingyang tribe by mistake, in other words, in other small Xuan realms, it is very likely that there will be a legacy of the god clan.

Qin Tian had a bold guess that the Rusty Sword was very likely to be a **** leading to the small Xuan Realm of all parties.

The Rusty Sword also seemed to be infected by his emotions, and there was a black light rising above the blade, as deep as night.

Qin Tianfu is to his heart, as long as he is willing, he can reproduce the sword that slashed the evil dragon at any time, and build a spatial passage to the unknown small Xuan Realm.

But opportunities also coexist with risks, and the small Xuan Realm is full of too many uncertain factors, which may be a thousand miles of red land that has lost its vitality, or it may be a dangerous area where monsters are rampant.

Last time, I had a guard against being a fool and took care of him, and this time I went on the road alone, and the risk would naturally increase greatly.

But at this point, there's nothing to hesitate about.

Starve the faint-hearted, and support the bold.

No matter how bad the situation is, it is better than watching his demonic intent deepen, and finally being completely engulfed in consciousness and reduced to the nutrients for Zhu Rong to recover his strength.

Qin Tian's expression was solemn, he held the sword in one hand, and the sword intent flowed all over his body, and a gust of wind stirred up on the flat ground, sweeping around.

But before he could swing this sword, five steps away from him, a crack in a black hole suddenly appeared, and out of it came an old man with a blue wisp.

The old man's face was blackened, as if he had touched a layer of charcoal powder, his white hair seemed to be curled up by the heat, and his shirt was burned with holes, which could barely cover his body.

Both of them looked at each other with big eyes on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.

"Damn, you bastard, are you going to rebel against the sky, dare to show off with my old man?" or the old man was the first to come back to his senses, and at the moment there was a burst of spit, jumping to his feet and scolding.

And as early as the moment the old man appeared, Qin Tian's mind was lost for a while, and the sword intent in his body dissipated into nothingness, and even the rusty sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

He took a long breath and sighed: "If you take another step at night, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see me again..."

Old man Zhao was a little stunned, thinking that this kid couldn't have taken the wrong medicine, obviously he was a master who refused to suffer a little loss in his mouth, how could he change his normal state, like a little sheep with no temper, he asked tentatively: "Qin boy, are you terminally ill?"

Damn, it really deserves to be an old immortal of the Ascension Realm with a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and a casual joke can come true.

Qin Tian said weakly: "You old man, awesome!"

Immediately, he spread out his palm, and as soon as his mind moved, a purple-gold spiritual power rose, swaying in the air like flames, and under a closer look, there were clearly capillary-like veins all over it.

"I'm in a demon, your old man will take a look for me, how much time is left. ”

Qin Tian shrugged his shoulders and said in a pretended free and easy tone, but it was difficult to hide the gains and losses in his heart.

Old man Zhao obviously realized the seriousness of the problem, his face was so gloomy that he could drip water, he was silent, he dragged Qin Tian's arm, pressed his two fingers against the root of his wrist, and quietly crossed a wisp of spiritual power.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "What the hell is going on?!"

Qin Tian sighed and said, "I just learned something that shouldn't be learned..."

The party Qin Tian is in the whirlpool and does not know it.

After leaving Yangjian Pavilion, he entered a tea house called "Yuanju" and chose a location facing the street on the second floor.

As soon as he sat down, a clever little servant came over, tore off the rag on his shoulder, wiped the table first, and then asked, "Guest, what do you need?"

Qin Tiandu had the illusion of traveling back to ancient times, and said casually: "A pot of Longjing, and then three kinds of signature dim sum in the store." ”

"Okay!"

The little guy answered, moved neatly, and trotted all the way away.

It is estimated that there are not many customers in the store before the meal, so I didn't let Qin Tian wait for a long time, and the things were ready.

A basket of roasted wheat, a drawer of soup dumplings, and an osmanthus cake.

The portion is not much, but the price is staggering, asking for 3,000 Huaxia coins.

Outside, even in a five-star hotel, you can order a table full of delicacies.

However, scarcity is expensive, and in the Arctic Circle, all kinds of resources are scarce, and materials are transported from the outside world, which must be extremely laborious and material.

Prices are high, and naturally it makes sense.

"This cook's skills are good, and the taste is at least much stronger than that of the college cafeteria. ”

Qin Tian took a piece of roasted wheat, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

"I wonder how long it will take for Old Man Zhao?"

Qin Tian held his cheeks and looked at the endless stream of figures on the street, stunned.

Half a day passed, he didn't even move his buttocks, and after eating a stubble, he ordered another stubble, and with his appetite, he felt a little supportive.

"Is this young master from outside?"

Just as Qin Tian was wandering outside the world, two uninvited guests appeared, and they sat down opposite him without even asking for his consent.

Qin Tian glanced at them, then shifted his gaze back to the side of the street, and said nonchalantly, "Do we know each other?"

These two guys are by no means easy to deal with.

One person is nearly two meters tall, full of cheap meat, like a big bear, he didn't even tie the buttons on his clothes, he showed dense chest hair, a beard, and a bloody mouth, all grinning to the root of his ears.

The other physique is not far behind, with a shaved head, the head of a one-eyed dragon, a hideous scar that starts on the left forehead, runs through the left eye, and extends to the neck, whenever there is a change in expression, it is like a centipede wriggling, which is terrifying.

Both of them have a faint bloody aura, and at first glance they are outlaws who are used to licking blood from the knife edge.

"Know, how can you not know?! are all brothers in the four seas!" the one-eyed dragon said pretending to be heroic.

"In Xia Lin Quan. ”

"In the lower forest. ”

Qin Tian turned a deaf ear and didn't move his eyelids.

The corners of the big bear's mouth flashed with an imperceptible sneer, and said, "I don't know the name of the little brother?"

Qin Tian turned his head, took a sip of warm tea with a teacup in his hand, and said matter-of-factly: "Li Fall, surnamed Li, name Fall, stumbling and falling." ”

There was anger in the eyes of both of them, and after many years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, even a pig could live as a human being, how could they not hear the mockery between Qin Tian's words.

However, the two of them were rough and unrestrained on the surface, but in fact, they were quite urban, so they suppressed their anger and smiled at Qin Tian who thought they were harmless to humans and animals.

The one-eyed dragon said again: "Linbei City is a mixture of fish and dragons, there are major revisions to the catastrophe and set up rules, there is naturally a harmonious atmosphere on the table, but there is an undercurrent surging behind the scenes, and almost every day there are people who are abandoned on the street corners. ”

"Our brothers think that they are also famous in the Tao, and if Brother Li is in trouble in the future, he can report our name. ”

Qin Tian yawned and said listlessly: "Two congenitally perfect martial artists, can they still be famous?"

The two of them were suddenly choked and speechless, damn it, what a boy who doesn't know what to do!

Didn't your elders teach you the truth of reaching out and not hitting smiling people?

It's just that they haven't been able to figure it out, how can the cultivators who have only built a foundation see through their cultivation?

They glanced at each other, both of them wary.

After weighing the pros and cons for a long time, the big bear was still reluctant to stop, and then said: "The cultivation of our two brothers is naturally not worth mentioning, but the Covering Sea Gang behind us is one of the major forces in Linbei City. The helper is an old man who is a great monk in the middle of Jindan. ”

"You say it's a coincidence or not, today happens to be the birthday of the old gang leader. He was very hospitable, and he was more than willing to make friends with young people from all walks of life. ”

"If Li Gongzi has Yaxing, you might as well call your elders and go to join in the fun. ”

"If you want to trick me, then I'll play with you..."

Qin Tian secretly disdainful, thinking that the nutrition of these two guys was probably absorbed by a cheap meat, and his brain was really not very good.

He remained silent, shook his head, gradually showed a sad look, and said, "My elder has already died. ”

Hearing this, both of them were overjoyed, thinking that they had caught the words, and decided that Qin Tian was the kind of casual cultivator who could be kneaded by them without any heels.

After all, a normal person would not curse his elders like this.

The one-eyed dragon touched his big bald head, obviously unable to resist the urge to "slaughter the fat sheep", and said worriedly: "I don't know what Li Gongzi thinks about going to the banquet?"

Qin Tianxing rushed and said, "Cheng! I have grown so big, I haven't spoken to Brother Jindan yet!" When are we leaving?"

Hearing this, the two of them were less wary of Qin Tian by one point.

The three of them each have ghosts, so they naturally lose the interest in tasting tea.

Thinking that the wool came out of the sheep, the big bear was very bold and said: "This meal, my two brothers will be the host!"

Qin Tian didn't have the slightest intention of refusing, and said with a smile: "Then thank you to the two brothers Lin." Next time, I will let the little brother be the east, and invite the two of you to have a good meal... Decapitated rice..."

When he said the last three words, he was too weak to hear, only he could hear them.

...

"80,000 Chinese coins?!, really when we are wronged from other places?!"

After the bill came out, the one-eyed dragon's face turned green, and he slapped it on the table hard, glaring at the shopkeeper with a cannibalistic fierce gaze.

The shopkeeper must be a man who is accustomed to wind and waves, and he has not shown the slightest fear, and his hands are still crackling with calculations, and he said indifferently: "The meals of the fate of the settlement have always been clearly priced, and this guest officer asked for a total of more than 80 snacks, plus more than 10 pots of tea, and wiped the odds, so it was naturally 80,000." ”

Qin Tian smiled even more and nodded at the one-eyed dragon, which immediately made his expression more ugly than swallowing a fly alive.

The backer behind Yuanlai is not inferior to their Covering the Sea Gang, and if they give them ten more dog guts, they don't have the courage to eat the overlord's meal, so they can only pinch their noses and obediently pay the money.

The little guy who was in charge of greeting Qin Tian wanted to speak and stopped, he knew very well that these two people were masters who ate people and did not spit out bones, and seeing that Qin Tian really had the intention of leaving with them, he immediately blushed.

Finally mustered up the courage, and cringed and said, "Guest officer, be careful..."

He was only halfway through his words, and he couldn't go on anymore, and was frightened by the three murderous gazes.

"Still a warm-hearted lad..."

Qin Tian sighed with emotion, thinking that he had nothing of value except for two swords, so he said to the one-eyed dragon: "Brother Lin, how about you lend me three more spirit stones?"

Although the one-eyed dragon would not be happy, he understood the reason that he was reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, and although he was reluctant, he still took out three spirit stones and handed them over.

"Oh, I'm rewarding you!"

After that, Qin Tian walked up to the little guy and stuffed the spirit stone into his hand.