Chapter 272: Isn't It Bad for Everyone to Go Their Own Way?

After destroying the branch hall of the Netherworld Sect in Hengling Prefecture, Qin Ziling stayed away from there and went to a hidden cave in the deep mountains, using the "Immortal Stars" Dafa to refine the dark sky and count the harvest.

This harvest, except for the lack of a Blood Demon Sect's Qi Refining Grandmaster, the harvest in other aspects is more than the harvest in the lair of the Heavenly Hatred Old Demon in Jiugao County.

Last time in Jiugao County, there were Zhuge Yunjin and others here, Qin Ziling was cautious in doing things, and he didn't dare to let go of his hands and feet, and at that time, the old demon who hated the sky got the news in advance and had already transferred a lot of resources.

And this time, a catastrophe fell from the sky, and the branch hall of the Netherworld Sect in Hengling Prefecture did not prepare at all, and then it was swept away by Qin Ziling's savings for many years.

Now, not only did the dark sky break through to the grandmaster level, but Qin Ziling's corpse raising ring had also accumulated a large amount of blood food and yin qi, which was enough for the four zombies such as Ape Da to squander for a period of time.

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In the next few days, Qin Ziling did not make any more extraneous branches.

Usually I am in a hurry for half a day, and then I find a place to practice, which can be regarded as relaxing.

Now Qin Ziling is still refining his skull.

The skull involves the brain, where the nerves are most concentrated and sensitive, and you can't rush it, you can only figure it out slowly.

Therefore, even though Qin Ziling was not short of high-quality resources now, the speed of refining the skull was still not in a hurry.

At present, nineteen skulls have been refined, and there are still ten left, according to Qin Ziling's estimate, there should be hope that they will all be practiced in the second half of the year and become a great martial artist in the late stage of bone refining.

Qi refining and cultivating the gods are also the same, not in a hurry or slow, and steadily improving.

Within a few days, Qin Ziling crossed the boundary of Hengling Prefecture and came to Cangqing Prefecture.

The situation in this state is slightly better than that of Hengling State.

On this day, Qin Ziling rode a clouded leopard horse and walked in a quiet valley passage.

On both sides of the passage are towering peaks, and from time to time birds suddenly fly up from the forest.

This road is not an official road, it is a shortcut.

Nowadays, the road is not peaceful, and there are very few people on this road now.

Maybe it's a little too much in Fangqi County, or maybe it's the end of the sword world, which is the life that many men yearn for.

After Qin Ziling had been silent for a while, he was a little nervous again, so he picked this path to see if it was possible to encounter an eyeless bandit.

The quieter the cicada noise forest, the more secluded the birdsong mountain.

"Gurgle"

The sound of the wheels crushing over the ground echoed through the valley, making the valley more and more secluded.

Qin Ziling glanced back, and saw that in the direction he came from just now, there was a carriage pulled by two clouded leopard horses, which was quickly driving towards him.

"What a coincidence!" A flash of surprise flashed in Qin Ziling's eyes, but he still rode forward on the clouded leopard horse without hurrying, and did not deliberately restrain and hide his aura.

The carriage caught up with Qin Ziling's clouded leopard horse.

Inside the carriage, an elder of the Biyun Sect who was closing his eyes and recuperating suddenly opened his eyes, and his face showed surprise.

"What's wrong? Senior Brother Zhang. Another Biyun Sect elder on the side asked.

"I met an unexpected acquaintance." The person known as Senior Brother Zhang replied, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"You've made a move, what's going on?" Qing Song, who was on the other side, slowly opened his eyes and asked lightly.

"The person outside is Qin Ziling, who killed Elder Wen and injured Hou Yuehong in the battle four years ago." Elder Zhang replied.

"Oh, it was him! He is said to have been seriously injured at the time. There was a faint chill emanating from Qing Song's body.

"Yes. At that time, he was very badly drained, his foundation was seriously injured, and it is said that after returning to Cui's house, he lay in bed for many days. Later, even if he gradually recovered, he was basically half a wasted person.

There has been no news of him in the past few years, and we thought that he would spend the rest of his life under the protection of the Cui family and the Xiao family of Fangqi County, but we didn't expect him to dare to come out and break through, and he also ran to Cangqing Prefecture. Elder Zhang replied.

"Hmph, how can a genius like him be willing to be bland? It must be out to look for an opportunity, and want to rise again. Another elder said.

"Life has passed badly, the foundation has been seriously damaged, how can it be so easy to recover." Qing Song smiled coldly, then changed his words and said, "Originally, if he had obediently stayed in Fangqi County or Qinghe County, it would have been inconvenient for us to report the vengeance of the Sen Dynasty. Today's road is narrow, and if you meet him here, it is also his fate. ”

"What the sect master said is that this is his calamity, and he can't complain about us!" The two Biyun Sect elders bowed slightly, replied, and then ordered the great martial artist who was driving the car to stop.

Qin Ziling saw the carriage galloping past him and stopped dozens of meters in front of him, so he grabbed the reins and looked at the carriage with cold eyes.

The curtain is lifted.

The two elders of the Biyun Sect walked out.

"Qin Ziling, don't come unharmed! Four years ago, Qinghe County said goodbye, but I didn't expect to meet here again. Elder Zhang got out of the carriage, bowed slightly to Qin Ziling, and said with a smile, people who didn't know thought it was a friend who met unexpectedly.

Qin Ziling touched the scar on his face, and he was not surprised that Elder Zhang could recognize him.

The change in appearance can only fool ordinary people, and the really powerful people don't recognize people by their appearance at all, but by their breath.

Even more powerful people, even if others are easy to disguise, they can see through each other's true faces at a glance.

Just like Qin Ziling now, the Dao of the Divine Soul has reached the late stage of distraction, and it is difficult for others to hide their true colors in front of him.

The reason why Qin Ziling traveled and changed his appearance was mainly not to guard against acquaintances who knew him, but because of people who didn't know him. As long as they can't see through his true face at a glance, even if Qin Ziling commits a crime, the portrait they post can only be his current image, not Qin Ziling's image, and it will be difficult to trace it back to the Qin Mansion in Fangqi County.

"It turned out to be Elder Zhang of the Biyun Sect!" Qin Ziling arched his hand slightly, pretending to be puzzled: "I don't have any friendship with Elder Zhang, isn't it a little self-inflicted that you get out of the car to greet me like this?" ”

"It's not that we're being amorous, it's that you're thinking too much! Let me introduce you, this is Elder Wang, and this is Qian Protector. Do you think you can stop the three of us from joining forces today? Elder Zhang said with a smile on his face.

"Elder Zhang, it was written in black and white back then, are you blatantly going to violate the original agreement?" Qin Ziling asked.

"You also said, that's black and white, what can you do?" Elder Zhang said.

"Why bother, isn't it good for everyone to go their own way?" Qin Ziling shrugged helplessly when he heard this.

"You still have the same guts as back then, and I still admire you. But guts can't save lives! Seeing this, Elder Zhang said with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Chapter 272: Isn't It Bad for Everyone to Go Their Own Way?