There are two things that have been discussed most in the streets and alleys of Qingyang City in the past few days, one is the resignation of the female city lord, and the other is the Linggen students who have emerged from the year-end competition of Qingyang Academy.

The outside world was turbulent, but the city lord's mansion was as quiet as ever, and in the deep courtyard, the fire continued all night.

On the wooden plank of the earth dragon, which had cost countless financial resources, lay two corpses, and a piece of ice crystals with a whole body of dark blue and a steady stream of cold air was placed on the chest of the scarred man to keep the corpses intact and not decay.

And the headless corpse of Brother Gongzi was slowly roasted by a transparent flame, and the caster was not Qi Wang, but Qian Xian.

Qianxian's cultivation talent is not good, she has been cultivating for many years, and now she is only a beginner master, not much different from the current Qi Wang, she is proficient in disguise and makeup, and usually only uses her mental power to assist in painting the skin, but now at Qi Wang's request, she must temper her mental power all the time.

Cultivation is a very boring thing.

In just half an hour, the thought fire formed by Qianxian disappeared, her eyebrows and eyes were tired, she bit her lip lightly, and looked at the young man sitting cross-legged on the bed, the latter said calmly: "Meditate, continue after recovering your mental power." ”

Qianxian silently meditated to recover.

Nian Huo is a special means of the Nian Person, this kind of flame is extremely versatile, but it is also extremely expensive, it is not easy for an ordinary Earth Nian Master to condense into Nian Huo, even at the level of Qi Wang, in order to refine a Li Liuzhi who is still an ordinary human physique and spent half the night, at this moment, the weak Qian Xian is facing the corpse of Zhang Qian, who is already a condensation core, the difficulty can be imagined.

Three days and three days.

Sleepless.

Qianxian's pair of watery eyes were already dim, and the physical consumption was acceptable, but the mental exhaustion was really unbearable, and the excessive stimulation of mental power and repeated squeezing had made her feel a sharp pain like a pinprick coming from the sea of consciousness every time she used the mental fire in the future, and the continuous repetition of the machine for six days also made her endurance reach the limit.

The headless corpse on the ground shrunk into a dried corpse, and became skin and bones.

In the past six days, Qi Wang came and went, taking Chu Liang to collect all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures around the city, spending countless dollars, and Chu Liang's eyelids jumped on the side, if it weren't for Qianxian's own explanation, he wouldn't even dare to listen to the man in front of him.

Most of those strange medicinal herbs and all kinds of unheard of materials were nowhere to be found, and the few that were also ridiculously expensive, and the belongings accumulated by the female city lord for ten years were almost exhausted in less than a week, and the young man didn't even blink an eyelid.

When Qi Wang returned to the small courtyard, he saw the charming woman curled up on the floor and sleeping deeply, he gently picked up the woman and put her on the bed, and looked down at the dry corpse that had been calcined.

Exhausted, Qianxian slept for two whole days before waking up.

During this period, Qi Wang personally took action to complete the calcination of the remaining most important and troublesome skull and put it back on the corpse.

Refining dolls is a troublesome and laborious task, but puppets are not the same.

Zhang Qian's corpse, Qi Wang only intends to use it to make a puppet, not everyone has such good luck to be like Li Liuzhi.

The puppet still needs to leave a ray of fetal light, and the puppet directly refines the three souls into the body, and in the next two days, the small courtyard has been echoing with a terrible wailing and painful sound, although the person is dead, but the three souls are still there, and they survive in another way, unless the three souls of the cultivator are crushed on the spot, they will still survive a week or more after death.

The first seven rituals of the mundane people under the mountain are exactly this principle,

Therefore, the puppet is also considered by many people to be one of the evil ways.

The screaming finally ended on the third day.

Qianxian also finally woke up, silently watching Qi Wang finish the last step of cultivation, and a half-adult puppet finally took shape.

The young man turned to look at the woman and asked softly, "If you feel bitter, you can tell me now." ”

Qianxian looked at him stubbornly.

Qi Wang touched her head and sighed: "The path of cultivation is boring and difficult, this is the beginning, the next road will be more difficult and harder, you really have to figure it out, it's still too late to quit." ”

Qian Xian stood up, a wisp of thought fire that was much more condensed than before came out of her fingertips, and turned her gaze to the corpse of the infant realm on the ground, and her tone carried a rare resentment: "No matter how bitter it is, can it compare to the pain of lovesickness?" I don't want to be abandoned by you again. ”

Qi Wang opened his mouth and was speechless.

He gently grabbed Qianxian's palm, pinched the nian fire in her hand, and said softly, "Okay, then let's go." ”

Qianxian's eyes widened and charming: "Back to Red Lake Town?"

Qi Wang shook his head and smiled: "Come back later, I'll take you to find a teacher." ”

"Teacher?" Qianxian asked curiously, "Female?"

Qi Wang shook his head.

Qianxian frowned and looked good: "Male?"

Qi Wang shook his head unexpectedly.

Qianxian was shocked: "You want to find me a eunuch master?"

Qi Wang looked strange and said, "I didn't say it's human." ”

The beautiful woman froze in place, in a daze.

The edict has arrived, and the position of the city lord of Qingyang City will be temporarily replaced by the county guard, and after the female city lord handed over the matter, cumin was dressed and left Qingyang City with only a male pet and her second husband who never showed up.

The carriage traveled all the way to the south, for four full days, crossing the border of the two countries, and had reached the boundary of the Guno Dynasty, Qianxian had already put on a painted skin, transformed into the appearance of an ordinary woman, and the black-robed man drove the horse, this puppet that could rival the spirit infant monk restored his original name - Zhubei.

As the carriage traveled all the way, Qianxian looked out at the huge black stone gates on the side of the road, which the people of the empire liked to erect on the land they occupied every time they invaded a place, so as to announce it to the world.

Qianxian actually doesn't like this country very much.

The army is self-respecting, bloody and barbaric, and the desire is difficult to fill.

But for those who see through its belligerent exterior, the atmosphere is actually unusually accommodating. All the strengths and talents of the people are respected and nurtured.

Legend has it that Gounod was first united by a brutal tribe of barbarians who captured an ancient city and built it into its current imperial center. At that time, Gounod faced threats from all sides, so they fought fiercely with all their enemies, and finally the empire expanded year after year. This history of struggling to survive has made the Gounod people proud in their bones, and therefore values strength above all else. Of course, power can manifest itself in many different forms.

Regardless of their position, background, homeland, and personal wealth, anyone can gain power, status, and respect in Gounod, as long as they can demonstrate the necessary abilities. Naturally, the cultivators on the mountain would be looked down upon, and the empire would even take the initiative to seek out such people, so that their special abilities could be trained and used by the empire in the most efficient way.

In forty years, he fought for 6,000 miles, destroyed the six countries, and had a great reputation, if it weren't for the wise and holy monarch in the Sansheng Ancient State today, the land of the nine counties would have suffered from the scourge of iron hooves.

Qi Wang almost never dismounted along the way.

The carriage passed through small towns and counties, and Qianxian spent most of her time meditating and cultivating silently, occasionally taking a look at the city style and scenery outside that were completely different from the ancient kingdom of Sansheng.

The common characteristics of many towns under Gounod's jurisdiction are the solemn architecture, the narrow and claustrophobic streets, the eaves of the walls and the majestic gates. Their towns emphasize the power and control of the Empire, and are well suited for defensive warfare, and any enemy who tries to capture a Gounod town by force will face stubborn resistance, as even the most modest dwellings can be built like a fortress.

After another two days, Qianxian found that there was only a boundless desert left around, and they were obviously in a barren place.

After another piece, everywhere you look, there are lofty mountains.

Qi Wang finally stopped and dismounted in a remote and dilapidated town, they replenished some water and food, and Qian Xian sat in the car surrounded by the yellow-skinned, ragged townspeople.

The stall was set up by an elderly woman, who took the broken silver given by Qi Wang, and couldn't help but glance curiously at the carriage behind them, which was a rare commodity in Gounod, and the horses were basically requisitioned by the army.

It seemed that she had a good impression of this generous young man, and the old woman saw that they seemed to have the intention of moving forward, so she dissuaded: "Young man, there is a primeval forest ahead, and there is no way." ”

Qi Wang smiled and said, "Thank you for informing, I was planning to enter the mountain." ”

The old woman was only a child of a noble family that they had come out to play, and did not say anything more.

The young man did not leave directly, but stood at the gate of the old city and posted a notice offering a reward of ten taels of gold to recruit a local guide to go to the demon village.

"Demon Village?"

Qianxian was extremely curious, but when she saw Qi Wang posting the written notice on the city wall, the people who came over were all frightened, and they fled in a panic like a ghost, and they didn't dare to get close to the carriage at all, as if the young man standing in front of the carriage was some kind of flood beast.

Qi Wang waited for a day and increased the reward to twenty taels.

Thirty taels.

Fifty taels.

Almost all the residents of the town were moved, but as long as the word Demon Village was mentioned, they were silent and looked frightened.

On the third day, a thin old man finally appeared, carrying a bull horn bow, walked up to Qi Wang with a gloomy face, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you going to do in the Demon Village?"

Qi Wang smiled and said nothing.

The thin old man's face changed, his palms tightened, he looked at the fifty taels on the notice, hesitated again and again, and said coldly: "None of the people who entered the Demon Village can come out, I can only take you to a small road on the periphery of the Demon Village, okay?"

Qi Wang nodded briskly.

The thin old man got into the car and drove the horse.

Qi Wang got into the carriage.

Qianxian didn't know why these townspeople were so afraid of the Demon Village, but cultivators like them were never afraid of ghosts, she just thought it was some kind of spirit and didn't care.

The thin old man driving the horse suddenly looked back at the two people in the car coldly, and said, "I know that you are immortal masters on the mountain, but I can tell you that in the past few years, many cultivators have entered the mountain to find the demon village, and the three most powerful people I have ever seen, they can even turn into white light and fly into the sky, but none of them come out! Do you still want to continue to enter the mountain?"

Qianxian's delicate body immediately stiffened, and her eyes finally looked at Qi Wang with some horror.

Incarnate as a white rainbow, enter the ancient powerhouse?!

The young man who was sitting in the middle of the seat just said lightly: "Let's go." ”