The scorching sun moved high, unconsciously, until noon, Xiang Qing had not moved at all since the beginning of the horse step, although he was sweating profusely, but the airflow was stable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He only felt that the warmth of his dantian was getting stronger and stronger, and the spiritual power in the spiritual sea was already full, which made his body so unhappy, and it was not too much to persist for another morning, the body of this world was a little better than that of the earth after all.

"Whew!"

Xiang Qing exhaled to collect the work, picked up the bamboo tube next to him, looked for the way he came, faced the cool breeze, and walked all the way to enjoy the bamboo.

"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Xiang Qing, don't count the briquettes in the coal pile, come out to cut bamboo?" Just as Xiang Qing was leisurely, a handsome young man in white clothes surrounded his hands and blocked his way. The young man had starry eyebrows, holding a brilliant sword, biting a piece of grass at the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of banter on his face.

Xiang Qing glanced up at the young man and recognized that this person was Liu Feng, a celebrity of Wutang, and his family was a well-known wealthy man in Hongming City, but he was in this Zhuqing Sect all day long, and he was happy with his poisonous mouth all day long.

Liu Feng looked at Xiang Qing in front of him with a smile at this time, he learned from the grapevine today that this famous little fool in the medicine hall doesn't seem to be stupid recently, so he deliberately ran to the side of the medicine hall to take a look, but he didn't expect to see him in the fuel room, but he met him in this bamboo forest.

However, Xiang Qing just glanced at Liu Feng coldly, and was about to take a detour, this Liu Feng was obviously looking for trouble.

"Senior Brother Xiangqing, don't be in a hurry to leave, I'm here to buy your bamboo tube, I can't let you work all morning. Liu Feng moved to block Xiang Qing's path again, he knew that Xiang Qing was a famous waste, so he didn't even bring a few small followers who had been following him today.

"Good dogs don't get in the way!" Xiang Qing was in a good mood and was already wiped out by this willow wind, and said in a cold tone at this time, he didn't want to trouble, but it didn't mean that he was afraid of trouble.

"Well, yes, yes, I'm not the fool I used to be. Liu Feng pinched his chin and said in a deep voice: "However, I don't know if my fist has hardened?"

"Private fights are not allowed in the sect!" Xiang Qing said, his tone still cold.

"Haha, even fools know to be afraid. Liu Feng laughed exaggeratedly after listening to Xiang Qing's words: "Then, if you don't want to be beaten, put down the bamboo tube on your back, I just want to put some water." As he spoke, he made a gesture to untie his trousers.

Xiang Qing's deep eyes stared at Liu Feng deadly, and said word by word: "I think you haven't heard me finish yet, the sect is not allowed to fight privately, if you want to fight, three days later, your mother won't recognize it in the martial arts field!"

The meaning of arrogance is overflowing with words! I don't know if Liu Feng understands the scolding words on the earth.

In fact, Xiang Qing's arrogance is not unreasonable, although he Xiang Qing is famous in the Zhuqing Sect, Liu Feng's reputation in the Zhuqing Sect is not weaker than him. Both are well-known waste.

Liu Feng's qualifications were mediocre, and he could only barely be a handyman, but with the family's money, he entered the martial arts hall where Zhuqing Sect advocated martial arts the most through the back door.

But he didn't know how to make progress when he entered the martial arts, he was idle every day, and he took a few small followers to bully his peers, and his own cultivation had already been pulled down.

Although he didn't make much moves in front of people, but in the annual sect competition, Liu Feng directly admitted defeat, and his strength was extremely poor, as if it had become a joke in the Zhuqing Sect.

If Xiang Qing wants to become stronger, the necessary actual combat is inevitable, and now this Liu Feng is definitely a good sparring partner who hits the door.

Zhuqing Sect can't fight privately, but every seven days will open the martial arts arena, whether you want to learn martial arts or solve grievances, you can go to the martial arts arena to solve, there are special forging realm masters on the side to ensure the safety of both sides, just to hand over some spirit stones. Of course, if you want to fight to the death, they won't care if you live or die.

Liu Feng was stared at by Xiang Qing's black hole-like eyes, as if even his soul was about to be absorbed into it, and in this noon weather, he only felt a cold air coming out of his whole body.

Shaking his head, he came to his senses, and when he looked at these eyes again, he no longer had the feeling he had before, recalling the arrogant words of the former just now, Liu Feng only felt a rush of blood rushing to his head.

A little waste that even ordinary people can't beat dares to challenge me? Anyway, I barely reached the middle stage of the Spirit Cultivation Realm with pills, isn't it more than enough to bully such a waste as you? Liu Feng immediately raised his head proudly, looked at Xiang Qing with his nose and said, "Good boy, then I will let you know what real cruelty is!"

Xiang Qing didn't even look at him anymore, once again wrapped around Liu Feng's figure, and walked away by himself, making Liu Feng only feel that he had punched the cotton.

Regardless of Liu Feng, who was jumping behind angrily, Xiang Qing was only thinking about his gunpowder now, and the reason why he cut these bamboos in the morning was precisely to fill gunpowder.

When I came to the fuel room, I happened to meet Zhao Gen coming from another road carrying two meals, and the monks of the general spiritual realm still have to eat every day, but only one meal a day. And when the cultivation reaches the forging realm, he only needs to eat occasionally to avoid excessive wear and tear of the internal organs, and as for the existence above the forging realm, he can basically not eat the fireworks in the world.

"Brother Qing, I just came back, but there is a rare Lingwei chicken at noon today, and I deliberately filled a large portion. Zhao Gen put down the food box in his hand, took the bamboo tube on Xiang Qing's back, grinned and said.

"Lingwei chicken, I used a lot of spirit stones from you!" Xiang Qing said with a smile, and the depression when he first met Liu Feng was also swept away.

The spirit stone is the foundation of gaining a foothold in this world, whether it is learning martial arts, or all kinds of pills, weapons, almost all the things of the monks in this world must be used to obtain the spirit stone.

The most basic role of the spirit stone is, of course, to assist in cultivation, and the spirit stone contains pure heaven and earth spiritual power, which can be directly absorbed by people, so the importance of the spirit stone is self-evident. A considerable spiritual stone mine can bring death to a sect or family.

The ordinary spirit stone minerals in this world are quite abundant, but they are also controlled by some intricate forces, anyway, once it comes to the matter of spirit stone mines, they are all extremely complicated.

The Zhuqing Sect also only has a partial share in an ordinary spirit stone mine. As for those high-grade spirit stone mines, they are not within their reach now.

The acquisition of spirit stones for ordinary sect disciples is basically obtained by doing sect tasks, just like Xiang Qing and Zhao Gen manage briquettes here, and they also have spirit stones in their accounts every day, but they are basically only enough for his daily expenses, and this spirit tail chicken is definitely a luxury.

Zhao Gen scratched his head a little embarrassed, the big white teeth were absolutely shining against the contrast of his dark face, and said simply: "Isn't this a celebration of Brother Qing's rebirth, anyway, I still have a little spirit stone left, and I don't need anything for the time being, Brother Qing has a big background, just take care of my little brother in the future!"

"Uh!" Xiang Qing had a black line on his face, and thought to himself: "This Zhao Gen should know a little bit about my relationship with that cheap father, but I haven't seen anything good about this background, but there has been a lot of trouble." But he didn't want to chill the heart of this simple young man, so he patted him on the shoulder hard.

Zhao Gen was stumbled by Xiang Qing's pat, and asked in surprise: "Brother Qing, why are you so strong?"

"Is there one?" said Xiang Qing with a wave of his fist.

"Brother Qing, how many layers have you been cultivating your spirit?" Zhao Gen rubbed his shoulders, obviously he was really patted lightly. Cultivating the Soul is a common practice in the Spiritual Cultivation Realm, and almost all people in the Spiritual Cultivation Realm practice this Spiritual Cultivation Decision.

"Two floors!" Xiang Qing felt that there was nothing to hide, and said frankly, while opening the food box, the morning horse walk, made him feel a little hungry at this time.

However, this understatement turned into a stormy wave in Zhao Gen's ears: "Amazing, my brother Qing, in just one day, he has cultivated the spirit cultivation to the second layer, demon!"

You must know that Xiang Qing a day ago was still a fool who was not as good as ordinary people.

"Ahh

"I've been using it for more than half a year!" Zhao Genhua was angry and angry, and stuffed white rice into his mouth.

"That's been a long time. Xiang Qing took a piece of Lingwei chicken meat and put it in his mouth. The meat of the Lingwei chicken is smooth but not greasy, and it melts in the mouth when cooked casually, and then turns into a stream of pure energy that melts into Xiang Qing's whole body, making his whole body feel comfortable in one bite.

Xiang Qing sighed in his heart: It is really worthy of being an ingredient that can only be bought with spirit stones, which is much better than the school cafeteria.

"Well, the meat of this Lingwei chicken is good, it would be nice if I could eat it every day in the future, and this rice is too rough, it would be better if there was Lingmi to accompany it!" Xiang Qing said vaguely in his mouth, and at the same time put a piece of chicken in his mouth.

Zhao Gen saw that Xiang Qing moved his chopsticks, and also put a piece of Lingwei chicken in his mouth, and suddenly his face was intoxicated, he was not willing to eat this Lingwei chicken for a long time, and the taste was almost forgotten. At this time, he could hear Xiang Qing muttering to himself, and couldn't help but glance at Xiang Qing and complained, "Brother Qing, even if you are the sect master, you can't eat Lingmi Lingwei every day******* a pot of Lingwei chicken was quickly snatched by the two of them, and the last drop of soup was taken into Zhao Gen's stomach, Xiang Qing wiped his mouth, obviously unsatisfied, but still ordered: "Zhao Gen, wait a minute, you go to find Zhang Quan, who sent us scrap materials from the forging hall, ask him if there are any small iron beads there, and if so, ask me something!"

"Okay!" Zhao Gen packed up the food box, although he was surprised by Xiang Qing's strange behavior today, but he didn't ask much, turned around and went to do things for Xiang Qing, and he had the consciousness of a little follower.

Let our Xiang Qing Da be very relieved!