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On the hillside behind Caoyun Village, Qin Ming sat cross-legged on a boulder, his eyes closed, and his hands quickly pinched the strange seal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After the Red Spirit Bead incident, ten days have passed unconsciously.

In the past ten days, in addition to the time for work, Qin Ming has been cultivating hard, and he sleeps for less than two hours every day.

Since the incident in Houshan that day, the red spirit bead has been silent in his purple mansion, without the slightest movement, which makes Qin Ming feel relieved at the same time, but also very puzzled, unable to figure out why this is.

Moreover, he hadn't told Uncle Wu about the red spirit bead yet, because he was still struggling in his heart.

I don't know if it's because his physical body has reached the middle stage of spiritual induction, after returning from the back mountain, his cultivation is very smooth, and even the cultivation speed is several times that of before.

Three days ago, his cultivation had advanced to the early stage of spiritual induction, and he had been able to initially control things with spirits, and he could effortlessly lift a ten-pound stone in the air.

Combined with his physique in the middle stage of spiritual induction, it is no problem to level a small hill in a short period of time.

Of course, Qin Ming didn't show it in front of the villagers of Caoyun Village, after all, the villagers here had only heard of immortals, and except for Uncle Wu, no one had really seen immortals.

Even those villagers suspected that Uncle Wu had not seen the immortals, but did not know where to hear it.

After thinking about everything, Qin Ming decided not to let the villagers of Caoyun Village know about his business, and he didn't tell Uncle Wu about the red spirit bead.

Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, it was already sunset.

Qin Ming opened his eyes, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting, and with the last wisp of spiritual power refined in his body, he was incorporated into the Purple Mansion, he stood up and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Caoyun Village not far away.

Looking at Caoyun Village, where the smoke is curling, from time to time there are villagers carrying hoes on their backs and walking back to the village along the ridges, greeting each other and occasionally laughing.

The children chased and played with each other, laughing and crying, and there were scolding and comforting aunts and aunts.

The old people sit at the head of the village, facing the remnant sun, every wrinkle is clearly visible, as if there are a plain and unforgettable stories engraved in it.

Qin Ming couldn't help but smile, the smile was really sweet, he knew that when he turned around, he was afraid that he would never have the mood and smile at this moment again.

Yes, he wants to leave here, leave this Caoyun Village that raised him, and leave those simple villagers and relatives in his vision.

Every grass and tree here has his memories, although it is not very vigorous, as plain as water, but it is very pure and natural.

The sky gradually darkened, Qin Ming stood on the big stone on the back slope, kept looking at Caoyun Village, looking at every villager, wanting to engrave everyone's face deeply in his mind and become the best memory.

Eventually, his gaze shifted to a simple thatched hut.

Through the window, the lonely light was dim, it was Uncle Wu's home, from childhood to adulthood, the person who took the most care of him was Uncle Wu.

Now, he is about to leave here, and the reluctance in his heart is piled up, and all of them are surging into his heart at this moment, like a wave, stacked one after another, turbulent his heart.

It's just that in the end, Qin Ming held back the tears in his eyes, turned around and disappeared into the darkness, and walked towards the outside of Caoyun Village, towards the world that belonged to him from now on.

At the same time, in Caoyun Village, Uncle Wu sat in the room, bowing his head slightly, the dim light reflected his face, with a little loneliness in the vicissitudes of life, and a low voice sounded in the room from time to time, but he didn't know what he was muttering.

The night was silent, silent.

Day 2......

"Come and try it, the meat buns just out of the steamer, the skin is thin and the filling is thick, the delicacy is endless, if you don't eat it, it's a loss, three cents a piece. ”

"Sugar people, sugar people who have been passed down for three hundred years. ”

"Fortune telling, divination and fortune telling, no money ......"

Fengdu, a small city on the western edge of Wuguo, but compared to the villages in Caoyun Village, it is very prosperous and lively.

No, Qin Ming rushed to the road all night, arrived in Fengdu early in the morning, and as soon as he walked into the city, he saw the shouts of various vendors on the street, which attracted pedestrians on the street to stop sideways.

Although he had been on the road all night, Qin Ming was still full of energy, as if he had endless energy.

For immortal cultivators, as long as they absorb the aura of heaven and earth, let alone not sleep, even if they don't eat for a few years, nothing will happen.

The so-called immortal cultivators not only have great strength, but also can be a hundred times more energetic without eating, drinking or sleeping, and they don't have to worry about almost all mortal trivial matters.

Qin Ming walked around Fengdu for a while, and was just about to leave the city to continue his journey, but suddenly felt a wave of spiritual power emanating from the crowd.

Qin Ming, who had advanced to the early stage of spirit induction, was not only able to control things with spirits, but also possessed the divine sense of an immortal cultivator to perceive the outside world.

Just now, Qin Ming's divine sense felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, which fluctuated among the nearby crowd, which immediately aroused his vigilance.

After a while, he noticed two middle-aged men in blue shirts, with fast steps and a very different temperament from the people around him, looking at the crowd around him from time to time, and behaving very sneakily.

Qin Ming frowned, groaned slightly, and finally decided to follow, wanting to see what those two people were going to do.

The spiritual power fluctuation just now, it was one of them that emanated, allowing him to detect and lock on to the two of them, who were also immortal cultivators.

Qin Ming followed cautiously, in order not to attract the attention of the two, he kept thirty meters away from the two of them, pretending to buy things or talk to people from time to time.

Walking all the way to the North City Gate, seeing the two of them out of the city, he did not immediately follow, but asked the pedestrians on the side of the road what kind of terrain was outside the North City Gate of Xiafengdu, within a radius of dozens of miles.

Sure enough, after some inquiry, he learned that there was a dense camphor forest more than fifty miles away from the north gate of Fengdu, and few people went there on weekdays.

After a while, realizing that the two of them had gone away, Qin Ming went straight out of the city gate, using the spiritual power in his body, and the whole person seemed to turn into a cheetah, running forward, the speed was far more than several times that of the top masters in the ordinary martial arts.

Traveling all the way, in just one stick of incense, Qin Ming rushed to the camphor forest.

Feeling the violent spiritual power fluctuations coming from the camphor forest, Qin Ming hurriedly gathered his breath and slowly walked towards the camphor forest where the spiritual power exploded.

Not long after walking into the camphor forest, I vaguely saw that the front was scorched black, and countless camphor trees were burned and destroyed, and almost more than three miles of area were affected.

Qin Ming walked cautiously again, found a bush and got in, through the gap between the leaves, he clearly saw a three-wisp clear beard and a sturdy monk, fighting there, it was the two blue-shirted monks he was following in Fengdu.

At this time, the two blue-shirted monks pinched their hands and each controlled a blue flying sword, stabbing in mid-air.

The sword light flashed, turning into two spiritual rays, and the fierce sword qi that burst out crushed one big tree after another, but it was still inextricably fighting in mid-air.

Judging from the clothes and outfits of the two of them, to the spells they performed, they should belong to the disciples of the same force, but for some reason, they fought in this deserted camphor forest.

"Liu Ji, I advise you to hand over that Yuan Spirit Stone, otherwise today will be your death!" Brother Qingshu scolded.

Hearing this, the sturdy monk burst out laughing, stared at the monk with a pair of tiger eyes, and sneered: "Hmph, this Yuan Spirit Stone was obviously discovered by me first, let me tell you Liu Zhong, don't think I'm afraid of you, it's just that you are in second place to give you face, don't be embarrassed." ”

Liu Ji didn't say that it was okay, but this statement suddenly made Liu Zhong on the opposite side angry, and the three strands of clear whiskers were almost upside down, and he slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand.

Woohoo!

Three black rays of light flew out, and the moment they rose into the sky, they disappeared again.

"Empty Thorn!"

Liu Ji was frightened, and hurriedly released his divine sense, and a pair of tiger eyes glared at the boss, and hurriedly probed the surroundings.

At the corner of Liu Zhong's mouth, a strange smile suddenly appeared.

Puff puff!

Three one-foot-long black thorns, like shuttling through space, shot out from the void behind Liu Ji, and the roots pierced through his body, bursting out with terrifying destructive power.

Liu Ji's face was frightened, his eyes showed a look of despair, he wanted to scream, but he found that he couldn't even open his mouth, three terrifying suction forces erupted in his body, breaking the meridians of his whole body At the same time, the essence and blood of his body were also swallowed by three empty thorns, turning into a hideous dry corpse.

With a 'plop', Liu Ji fell to the ground and died.

In the bushes, Qin Ming's eyes trembled when he saw it, and he tried his best to suppress the tension in his heart, and restrain his breath from being noticed by Liu Zhong.

Liu Zhong sneered, walked to Liu Ji, who had become a dry corpse, waved his hand to put away the three empty thorns, and just reached out to pick up the storage bag on the other party's waist, his face changed suddenly.

"What person, get out of here!" Liu Zhong shouted around, and the whole person was like a spring, jumping out of a few feet away.

Qin Ming's heart was suddenly shocked, and he secretly said that it was not good.

Just when he thought that his whereabouts were exposed and he was about to flee with all his might, a dense rain of sword light shot out from the dense forest behind Liu Zhong.

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