Feng saw Youxiang practicing hard, Luo Qingchen did not stop the pace of cultivation, although he is now very strong, for most of the monsters, but, in his inheritance memory, a dragon like him is only at the middle and lower level, I don't know how far away from the top.

Therefore, he still needs to work hard, besides, if he wants to solve Yuxiang's problem, he is still too weak now, and he can only be sure if he becomes stronger.

So, while teaching Youxiang, Luo Qingchen himself is also practicing, the water and wood in the Five Elements and Five Virtues True Dragon Body, he has now completely condensed, and the next step is to make fire with wood and condense the fire line.

The difficulty of this exercise lies in the entry, as long as you enter the door, with the principle of the five elements, the remaining five elements, the condensation speed is much faster, therefore, Luo Qingchen does not need to retreat to deliberately practice, but just needs to practice every day, in his speculation, it will take about a hundred years to complete.

However, if you want to shorten this time, it is not impossible, that is, just find a suitable environment, for example, you can go to the volcano to condense the fire and the like, but Luo Qingchen looked around, and he didn't see any volcanoes, so he had to give up.

Hawkers, for the dragon clan, a hundred years is nothing, take your time, and by the way, you can also teach you a good fragrance.

Luo Qingchen, who had searched the volcano to no avail, thought of this, of course, it could only be regarded as self-comfort.

The days are as calm as a lake, without a trace of waves, if you get rid of the Ibuki Suika that comes down every few days, Luo Qingchen feels that his life will be very good.

However, with the passage of time, this peace was broken one day.

Boli Village at the foot of the mountain, in recent years, is more and more prosperous, although it is not up to the twenty-first century in Luo Qingchen's memory, but it can also be comparable to the ancient Han Dynasty, of course, it only refers to some aspects, others, is still far from enough.

The development of society, after all, still needs time, step by step, not something that can be reversed by a god, and Luo Qingchen has no choice but to take it slowly.

"Hey, Dashan, come down, it's a shift!!" A young man stood under the arrow tower and shouted upwards.

"Good!! Right away. A voice came from above, and after a while, a man climbed down from the arrow tower.

"Didn't find any problems, did you?"

"No problem, I've been watching it carefully, don't underestimate me." The young man named Dashan laughed and scolded.

"Haha, okay, then I'll go up first." The young man named Qingliu smiled and climbed the arrow tower.

The so-called arrow tower is a small tower made of wood, which is located on the side of the village wall to prevent attacks by some wild beasts or monsters.

The view from the top of the arrow tower is very vast, and you can see a large area in front of the village, white clouds, blue sky, and green grass.

Qingliu stood on the arrow tower, holding a spear, patrolling around, his eyes gently rolling in his sockets, not smiling, and his expression was serious.

It stands to reason that Boli Village, which is blessed by the dragon god, does not have to worry about this, as long as Luo Qingchen is there, there will be some beasts that do not have long eyes and will run in.

However, Luo Qingchen still understands the simple truth of being born in sorrow and dying in peace, so under normal circumstances, he will not take action against some ordinary beasts or demon beasts or something, and only when he encounters some particularly powerful ones, he will help.

So, gradually around the village, a fence and some arrow towers were built.

Qingliu stood on the arrow tower, motionless, his eyes deep and his breathing steady.

Luo Qingchen once passed down some cultivation methods, and for so many years, they have spread in the village.

Time passed slowly, the daylight shifted, the sky was getting late, and Qingliu's mind was also slightly relaxed, because immediately, it was his turn to change shifts, and he could go home to rest.

Suddenly, in Qingliu's sight, a black dot appeared, Qingliu's eyes suddenly widened, one hand on the bell on the arrow tower, as soon as there was a situation, it immediately rang.

The black dots slowly approached, and the wind blew, bringing a solemn atmosphere.

Qingliu looked at it seriously, on his forehead, fine beads of sweat flowed out, and after a long time, the black spots were clearly presented in front of him, that is...... One person!!

A woman in a big red coat with long silver-gray hair, walking alone, on the grass in front of the village, she also seemed to feel the sight of Qingliu, raised her head, and glanced this way, her pupils were red.

"Whew~" Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief, and put his hand down from the bell, it turned out to be a person.

Over the years, every time the village has passed, it has taken in some people from other places who have had to relocate, flee, and come to this place unintentionally, perhaps because of disasters, youkai, or survival problems.

For the sake of the same human beings, and with the permission of Lord Ryujin, the village is quite generous to these people, and they have all accepted it.

Qingliu has also seen such a person, and the fish shop next to his house was opened by an uncle from outside.

So, somewhat, Qingliu relaxed his vigilance, although the other party was just a woman, it was a little strange.

The people in Boli Village have never seen humanoid monsters, I don't know, monsters, they can also turn into human shapes, otherwise, they won't be so careless, of course, the monsters that can turn into human forms are very strong, even if they find out, they can't come.

The woman walked quickly, and after a while, she came to the arrow tower.

"Hey, stop, don't stop, I'm going to attack." Qingliu shouted at the woman and pulled the bow away from his hand, "Who are you?" ”

"I, little brother, are you asking me?" The woman raised her head, her fair face revealed a ruddy luster, in the sun, she was shining, and her long silver-gray hair was floating in the wind.

"I'm a traveler." The corners of the woman's mouth were upturned, with a little playful appearance, and her red eyes showed a strange look, which Qingliu couldn't understand.

"Oh!" Qingliu has never forgotten his duty, although the woman in front of him is really a little too beautiful.

"So, what do you want to do here?"

"I just came here by accident, and I don't have any ideas, little brother, don't think too much." The woman smiled, her long hair swaying slightly.