Liu Biaofeng is a young man with a white turban wrapped around his head, and his short beard has been carefully trimmed, obviously quite concerned about his image.

But I also have to say that Liu Biaofeng is a rather handsome guy.

Butterfly Dance led him into the garden.

His eyes were lowered, and he didn't dare to look left or right, or even look at the butterfly dance in front of him.

For most people, the beauty of the butterfly dance is a shock that is intense to the extreme.

After walking about ten miles along the long, white cobblestone path, he smelled a strong scent of chrysanthemums. He couldn't help but look to the side, only to see the golden autumn chrysanthemum blooming intensely.

The moist ground was covered with a layer of golden chrysanthemum petals, like long and narrow gold leaves intertwined with each other.

At this time, he heard a soft voice say, "What are you going to change?"

Liu Biaofeng hurriedly took out a small purple gourd and said, "Change to a high-grade magic weapon." ”

Du Lengqiu looked at him, feeling a little strange, and asked, "Did you pick this Gang Qi yourself?"

Liu Biaofeng shook his head embarrassedly and said, "No, this is handed down by the ancestors." ”

Du Lengqiu nodded.

Liu Biaofeng's strength has just advanced to Zhaoling, and he can't fly at all, so it's impossible to pick Tiangang's qi by himself. Then, this Tiangang Qi must not be his own, or inheritance, or stealing, robbing or picking up, it is possible.

Du Lengqiu put the small gourd in the palm of his hand, and quietly felt the howling wind in the gourd, that kind of awe-inspiring cold could not be faked, and the platinum demon slaying qi mixed in his mana was cheering, and he couldn't wait to devour this gang qi.

If the attributes of evil qi and gang qi are compatible, then they will attract each other. If they are mutually restrictive, they will hate each other. Use this to determine whether you need the Gang Qi, which is very accurate.

He nodded slightly, and Butterfly Dance on the side immediately whispered, "Please follow me to choose a magic weapon." ”

Liu Biaofeng looked ecstatic, and he believed that this Dao Qi could really be exchanged for magic weapons, instead of Du Lengqiu being bored and playing with everyone's feelings.

In this world, it's not that no one uses Gang Qi to exchange for magic weapons, but it takes at least three hundred, or even four hundred Gang Qi, to exchange for a high-grade magic weapon.

As for the treasures, don't even think about it, there is no such market at all.

When Liu Biaofeng walked out of Suiyuan, his face was full of joy and he couldn't deceive people at all.

Immediately, a second man rushed in.

On this day, the market was extremely hot.

But in just three days, when Du Lengqiu collected eighty Dao Gang Qi, the number of people who came quickly became scarce. The reason is very simple, these guys who came to exchange were all useless in the past. And the positive return who has just flown for nine days to pick Gangqi has not yet come, Du Lengqiu believes that there will be newcomers to exchange soon.

In the next few days, Du Lengqiu did not rush to smelt Tiangang's qi, but waited patiently, and in the interval of waiting, he flipped through the secret books in the secret vault one by one.

These mental cheats are of no great use to him.

It was those secrets of cultivating spells that opened his eyes. For example, Du Lengqiu once gave the supernatural power he saw in the Yamen of the Hanging Sword Division - the Blue Dragon Star Monarch Reincarnation Flag.

This secret art is theoretically said to allow a dying cultivator to be perfectly reincarnated.

Only this kind of world without an immortal heavenly monarch would give birth to such a secret technique. It can be said that this is a world that makes monks desperate. You have worked hard to cultivate, step by step, against the heavenly tribulation, and cultivated to the pinnacle of the world, but it is only the realm of the Fa Phase, placing your soul in the void.

But the lifespan is only 300 years, and it is inevitable to die after 300 years.

And if we want to prolong our lifespan, we can only open up a path above the Dharma phase. But in the past 10,000 years, no one has ever succeeded, not the demon race, and neither the human race.

It's like a shackle that locks people's path. In desperation, the monks and demon clans searched for other ways to live forever from generation to generation, and the Blue Dragon Star Monarch Reincarnation Banner was one of the results.

Du Lengqiu did not practice these secret techniques.

No matter what kind of cultivation system it is, advanced is the foundation. A Flying Immortal Realm cultivator will inevitably outperform a cultivator who cultivates a variety of supernatural powers in battle.

Moreover, in terms of lifespan, the high-level powerhouses are also far superior to the low-level.

He just asked Butterfly Dance to transcribe some interesting mental techniques and secret techniques, and discarded the rest.

The sun and the moon are staggered, and the years are like a shuttle.

Day after day, the weather was getting colder, and the savings of the imperial court were rapidly depleting, while the one-yuan Xuanbing Gang Qi that Du Lengqiu needed was rapidly accumulating.

When autumn is over and the first snow of winter falls, Du Lengqiu has accumulated a thousand qi. But he did not refuse the follow-up exchange, and from time to time, there were still people who came to exchange.

Haojing is on the verge of Weishui, under the heavy snow, both sides of the bank are white, but the Weishui is still surging water, but the withered yellow aquatic plants on the shore are swaying in the rapids, bringing the snow on the shore into the water in pieces.

Butterfly Dance is holding an oil-paper umbrella, people are more beautiful than Xuejiao and more colorful than flowers, but she is flashing for Du Lengqiu, but instead lets the snowflakes fall on her long hair.

The two of them felt that the big river went east, the snow field was vast, and it was a magnificent scene.

They walked and walked away, but there was not the slightest trace on the snow, and they really walked on the snow without a trace.

On the official road leading to Hokyo, there are vendors pushing wheelbarrows and the snow is so thick that he needs to stop and catch his breath every time he walks along the road.

And there is an endless stream of people running around like him on the official road, and it is these people who have injected fresh blood into the Great Zhou, rather than a boring life that has been like a thousand years.

The snow continued to fall, but the snowflakes grew bigger and bigger, and in the evening, the sky became darker and darker, and the snowflakes were the size of goose feathers. Looking around, I only felt that the realization was blocked by endless snowflakes, and I could only see a hundred steps away.

Du Lengqiu felt a depressed feeling in his heart, and he looked at the sky through the gap in the snowflakes.

Somewhere, there seems to be some kind of ominous creature.

He pondered in silence, "What is this familiar feeling?"

For a while, Du Lengqiu couldn't think of it.

He wandered around aimlessly, and suddenly, he stopped abruptly, and his face became gloomy.

"This feeling!"

"It's a star demon!"

He slowly closed his eyes, "These scavengers, disgusting guys. ”

When he thought of the Star Demon, he remembered the turmoil and destruction that these guys had caused in the previous world. Now it seems that these guys are eyeing a world on the brink of destruction again.

They are like crows, coming at a time when a world is on the verge of destruction.

They are waiting, waiting for the fruits of the destruction of the world.

Du Lengqiu sighed, "Immortality, is it actually a curse?"

"Ye Feihua, you must not fall to such a situation!"