A month later, with the assistance of a bottle of Xiao Huandan, Song Ke successfully advanced to the second layer of qi refining, and had already touched the threshold of the third layer of qi refining, and could break through at any time.

As for the other bottle of elixir, of course, it went into the stomach of the little yellow duck, who was resting on the bed at the moment, patting his round belly and saying, "White and fat, full of hope." ”

"I'm going to the city, where are you?"

Song Ke packed up the one hundred taels of silver sent by the Daotong sent by Wuweizi, and prepared to go to the stone city to buy a courtyard, and when the beast tide came, he would leave a way back.

As soon as the girl heard that she was going to enter the city, she suddenly came to her senses, and she hadn't tasted the food in the city for a long time, so she was not to be outdone, and rushed out of the door with a silver tael heavier than herself.

After entering November, the snow is flying all over the sky, as if endless, the cold wave is rolling, the river is frozen, and the backup well in the view also has signs of freezing, but fortunately, the well dozens of feet deep underground is only thin ice, and it does not affect the water intake.

Leaving the Taoist temple, Song Ke almost did not see people, knee-deep snow made it difficult to walk, fortunately, the Taoist temple was not far from the city, and the ten-mile long journey only took the time of a pillar of incense.

The snow on the side of the road saw several frozen corpses, most of them died unexpectedly, and when they got close to the city, they found that the city protection array actually had the effect of keeping warm, and they had been living in Shangcheng before, and they hadn't paid attention to it.

"Go to the lower city to buy a house, although there are not many people in the upper city who have seen me, it is possible that they will be discovered, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

After Song Ke made up his mind, he paid a hundred copper coins to enter the city, which is about equivalent to the living expenses of ordinary people for half a year, after all, one penny can buy two white-flour steamed buns, which is enough for mortals to need for a day.

This is also why Xuanmiaoguan and Lingchan Temple sometimes have to use a means to deceive the people outside the city, most of the mortals in the city believe in the gentlemen of the academy, plus the cost of going out of the city is expensive, few go outside to worship.

Everything is inferior, but reading is high.

This sentence is not a joke, but it is set as the implementation of the national policy of Nanzhao, strictly speaking, Taoist priests and monks are just two poor students who have been excluded by the academy.

The little yellow duck who was afraid of the cold showed his little head out of Song Ke's arms and quacked: "Little senior brother, I'm hungry, do you want me to pick up some gifts from nature again." ”

"Be honest, don't talk, what if you scare others!"

"Oh"

Fortunately, the weather was very cold, the streets were sparsely populated, and no one saw the talking duck, so Song Ke relaxed.

Although the previous Song Ke knew that there were monks in the city, he was the son of a loose cultivator in Shangcheng District and was protected by the city lord's mansion.

However, on the day he gathered his spirits, he caused a catastrophe and brought a lot of trouble to Shangcheng District, and it would be a big loss if the city lord directly killed him.

"Huh?"

Song Ke paused, but he didn't expect to meet a casual cultivator in Xiacheng so soon, who was the owner of a newly opened food stall.

"Boss, let's have a bowl, no, two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

Song Ke walked to the front of the stall, revealing a slight fluctuation of aura, and the eyes of the woman in her thirties lit up, and then she answered and began to follow.

It may be because the proprietress is too plump, even if it is a cold day, there are two or three men who come to eat noodles, leaning against the thatched wall, while eating noodles, while admiring the seductive style of the proprietress.

The fragrant garlic oil rolls at the bottom of the pot, exuding a fragrance that makes people appetite great, and the woman pours the cooked noodles into the pot with the soup, sprinkles them with chopped green onions, and then puts them in a bowl, and a simple bowl of Yangchun noodles is done.

The proprietress twisted her body and brought it over, and laughed in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist, please eat noodles." ”

Song Ke was shocked in his heart, cultivators are the most taboo about this kind of words, among which "Fellow Daoists, please stay" is the most terrifying, it is simply a big nightmare in the world of cultivating immortals, and many monks have been invaded by demons because they have heard this sentence.

Fortunately, the proprietress didn't say anything else, passing by the other tables, and the others also whispered a few words to each other, and the beautiful and edible figure caused the diners to laugh.

"Quack"

Because the little yellow duck is not allowed to speak, so the girl screams a few times, jumps on the table and starts to eat noodles, fortunately, rich people in the city have the habit of keeping pets, this situation is not uncommon, but you need to pay more, and it is no problem to buy the tableware used by pets!

The light sauce-colored noodle soup in the bowl is crystal clear, the soup is floating with large and small golden oil flowers and emerald green crushed garlic and onions, the noodles are sharp and refreshing, and the bursts of fragrance that come to the nose arouse the appetite, Song Ke is not worried about poison, because Yaya has already eaten half a bowl with her stomach covered.

What's more, the monk of the first level of qi refining is making fun of mortals here, he must be having a miserable life, and he has no courage to assassinate Song Ke, a monk of the second layer of qi refining.

After all, whether it was his feminine and handsome appearance and temperament, or the aura fluctuations that he had just revealed, it showed that he was not an ordinary monk, and he was not an ordinary casual cultivator mixed with mortals who could be easily provoked.

"Take a look, take a look, the old man has returned from going out of the city to hunt demons, I hope that all the fathers and villagers have money to hold a money field, and those who have no money to hold a money field."

There was a shouting from outside the noodle stall, which attracted the attention of the diners, and one of the young men was aroused by curiosity, and after going out for a long time, his face turned pale with fright, and he came back to his companion and said, "That old man who claims to be an immortal master has actually caught a demon and returned, and he has turned into a human ......."

Although it was noon, the weather was still cold, and Feng Qian and his lame apprentice were thinking about which stall to go to to mix hot food, so they walked towards the newly opened noodle stall.

Feng Qian was originally a jailer in Shicheng, and he was lucky enough to get a volume of cultivation methods from the hands of a condemned prisoner, so he resigned and ran away to become a glorious monk, but unfortunately he had no cultivation resources, and now he is over sixty years old, and he is still refining qi, if it weren't for the weak spiritual power of the spiritual sea in his body to support his body, maybe he would have been reincarnated a long time ago, after all, the average life expectancy of ordinary mortals is sixty years old.

Although a Qi Refining Cultivator can live a long life, the physical condition of the first layer of Qi refining and the ninth layer of Qi refining can be the same!

Feng Qian had already felt that his limit was seventy years old, but he was unwilling, so he wandered around the city for many years, and finally accepted an apprentice with spiritual roots, and took the apprentice out of the city to kill demons, originally wanted to use the demon beast materials to go to the Chamber of Commerce to exchange for some cultivation resources, but the first time he went out of the city, he encountered a first-order demon beast wind wolf pack.

You must know that even a monk at the third level of qi refining will definitely die when he encounters a wolf pack, and half of his apprentice's leg was bitten off at that time, fortunately, when the two of them fell off the cliff when they were cornered, not only did they not fall to their deaths, but they also picked up a scroll of Taoism, similar to the evil method of harvesting and cutting, but people are dying, how can they still take care of the difference between good and evil.

So after many months of penance, I finally learned the entrance formula on the scroll of Taoism.