Chapter 83: The Burning Spirit of Gossip

"Well, ordinary low-level martial soul martial artists can't use the Yuan Spirit Liquid at all, but your Qi Sea is too big, and it's not bad to use the Yuan Spirit Liquid to cultivate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Youyun replied lightly, as if he had lost any interest.

Although Chu Qingyun still had a lot of doubts, he still kept his mouth shut.

Nothing to say all the way.

After arriving at Qingshan City, the city gate had already been closed, and Youyun grabbed Chu Qingyun's shoulder, jumped lightly onto the city wall, avoided the eyes and ears of the soldiers guarding the city, and brought him to the city.

For a martial spirit-level powerhouse, a city with this level of defense is simply undefended.

Before breaking up, Youyun suddenly stopped Chu Qingyun, seemed to be very hesitant, and asked a little hesitantly: "That... Chu Qingyun, how did you and that Ning Xue meet, and what happened between you?"

Chu Qingyun: "......"

Sure enough, in every woman's body, there is a burning gossip soul, although Youyun is powerful, but she is still a woman......

The hotel where I stayed before was already dark, and everyone slept and rested.

Chu Qingyun skillfully climbed in through the window, he had done this kind of thing I don't know how many times.

After entering the house, Chu Qingyun checked first, and after making sure that no one had entered his room, he lay down on the bed.

I was tired, but I was excited.

Too many things happened on this day, and he also knew too many things that he had never imagined before, and he also had a relationship with a goddess-level beauty.

It wasn't until the chickens in the courtyard of the inn began to croak that Chu Qingyun fell asleep groggily.

He slept very soundly until the sun was high, and he didn't get up until almost noon.

After getting up, Chu Qingyun began to count the harvest this time.

First of all, he checked the situation of his martial soul.

Among the thirty martial souls obtained in the Martial King Graveyard, the first one has not yet been devoured, and the progress has only reached 40%

However, the strange thing is that there is already a choice, let him choose to keep the martial soul, or use the power of the martial soul to strengthen other martial souls.

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Qingyun understood that this candidate must be related to Qian Sanfat.

That guy, after he died, turned out to be a martial soul power that could be used directly by devouring martial souls!

Could it be that he is a martial spirit at all?

Chu Qingyun couldn't figure it out, there were two people who knew the truth, Ning Xue left, but Youyun didn't want to talk about the Martial Spirit Hall at all.

In the end, Chu Qingyun still chose to use the power of the martial soul to strengthen the devouring martial soul.

After absorbing that power, the enhancement progress of Devouring Martial Soul reached 26%, and the effect was no different from that of ordinary second-order martial souls.

Everything else is okay to say, but the yuan stone is too much, and Chu Qingyun didn't bother to count them one by one, just in the hotel room, he roughly estimated it.

Even so, he counted until after five o'clock in the afternoon, and then roughly estimated the number of Yuan Stones.

There are about 120,000 top-grade yuan stones, and there are more than 1.3 million high-grade yuan stones.

This time, it's really a big deal!

is worthy of being a martial king-level powerhouse, just a little property left after death, it is so amazing!

No wonder people say that one leg hair of the strong is thicker than the waist of the weak......

Of course, this Yuan Stone is probably the worst one of Chu Qingyun's gains on this trip.

Whether it is the storage ring, the remnant picture, or the Thunder Mang Sword Codex, I am afraid that they are all priceless treasures, and they cannot be measured by Yuan Shi at all.

Even those forty-six drops of Yuan Spirit Liquid, although Chu Qingyun didn't know its value now, according to his estimate, the value was far more than those Yuan Stones.

Yuan stone, after all, is just something often used by martial artists and martial artists, and even ordinary people will use low-grade and middle-grade yuan stones as currency.

After the strength reaches a certain level, no matter how many Yuan Shi there are, it is useless.

"Before I went, I didn't have a poor piece of low-grade Yuanshi, and I couldn't even afford to live in a decent hotel, but when I came back a day, I had so many Yuanshi, tsk......"

After counting the Yuan Stones, Chu Qingyun felt dizzy, and there was a strong feeling of hunger in his abdomen.

Come to think of it, since breakfast yesterday morning, he hasn't eaten anything for almost two days, and has experienced a lot of fighting, so it would be strange if he wasn't hungry.

I was so excited when I counted the money that I forgot that I was hungry, but after counting the money, I couldn't do it.

Now that the money is not bad, Chu Qingyun left the hotel and went to Qingshan Tower, ready to have a good meal.

This Qingshan Tower is the largest and most luxurious restaurant in Qingshan City, and those who can come here to eat are definitely either rich or expensive, or high-level martial artists.

In the past, when Chu Qingyun was the richest, he didn't dare to come here to eat extravagantly.

But now, having just made a windfall, he decided to treat himself to it.

It was almost evening, it was the peak period for dinner, people came and went outside Qingshan Building, it was very lively, several young and beautiful maids, wearing clothes with slits almost open to the buttocks, smiling like flowers to receive guests.

"This gentleman, please come in. ”

The maid at the door didn't look down on him because of what Chu Qingyun was wearing, and welcomed him in with a smile.

However, after entering the door, a guy with thief eyebrows and rat eyes and a small head stopped Chu Qingyun and them.

"I said, Xiaoyun, you have to figure it out, we are here, it is Qingshan Building, not a place that is not indiscriminate, here to be a reception, you have to have a little more eyesight, what about some people, they should be bombarded out, let those messy people come in, what should I do if I disturb the Yaxing of the distinguished guests inside?"

The thief-eyed guy said as he stared at the thigh of the maid named Xiaoyun and swallowed his saliva.

Although he was talking to Xiaoyun all the time, the meaning was obvious, that is, he looked down on Chu Qingyun and felt that he was not worthy of coming in.

"Are you done, get out of the way when you're done, I'm hungry. Chu Qingyun glanced at him and said lightly.

After becoming a martial artist, the gap between him and ordinary people has become farther and farther away, and his mentality has also changed a little.

If it was when he was a martial artist before, Chu Qingyun might have to teach him a lesson and give him a long memory.

But now, Chu Qingyun just ignored him and wanted him to get out of the way and go to eat by himself.

After all, if an ant provokes a lion, will the lion deliberately ignore it? At most, he will trample on his foot to death.

"Hey, boy, you are still panting when you say you are fat, get out of here, and don't look at your virtue, is Qingshan Tower where you came from!?"

In the hall, many people burst into laughter, and that Xiaoyun lowered his head and blushed with shame.

This time, Chu Qingyun frowned.

A momentum belonging to a martial artist slowly emanated from him.

Soon, the whole hall fell silent, and many people silently lowered their heads, pretending not to smile just now, pretending not to see the door.

And the guy with the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes was standing in front of Chu Qingyun, his legs trembling and at a loss.

Only Xiaoyun stood behind Chu Qingyun, his face full of admiration.