A smell of patina came into her nose, Jiang Wanqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the outstretched hand hesitated and then retracted.

Although, the same sword was so beautiful when it was small, and that's it when it gets bigger?

Jiang Wanqing pursed her lips reluctantly, but finally picked up the rusty sword in resignation, and looked around but didn't see a reason.

On the bright side, at least she has a weapon again, doesn't she?

She suspected that the fracture of the middle-grade spirit sword she had just obtained had something to do with this strange embroidered sword, but she gave up without evidence.

A cultivator will always encounter a bottleneck at every stage, and Jiang Wanqing's bottleneck is inexplicably stuck in the fifth order of the qi training period, from the first day she just set off she was already the fifth order of qi training, and now the three days are fleeting and she is still the fifth order of the qi training period.

It stands to reason that her cultivation speed is already fast without any external help, but on the day she entered the immortal gate in the original book, the heroine was already at the second order of the foundation building period.

And he also has the identity of a superb alchemist.

Jiang Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath to calm down her slightly impatient mood, she is meaningless compared to the heroine, now she just needs to do her best.

Since you've been practicing all morning and still stagnant, let's switch to the newly acquired spells.

Sooner or later, I'll do it anyway.

Dusk had arrived, and listening to the strange sound coming from her stomach, Jiang Wanqing gave up taking pills to satisfy her hunger, and ordered a meal to improve her food.

Before the foundation period, the monks could not do without eating grains.

Although the amount of satiety pills obtained is too much to use, in Jiang Wanqing's opinion, her own nutrition is also indispensable.

Through this afternoon, she has almost practiced the two interesting spells of "Arc Light Phantom Blade" and "Cold Mist Strangulation", and her survivability in the immortal cultivation world has been guaranteed.

There were faint words of excitement from the monks on the side of the window lattice tower, and Jiang Wanqing captured the key word in it through her divine sense-Tianbang.

couldn't help but make the chopsticks she raised pause slightly, and her eyes flashed with a light of longing for the future.

For mortals, the dream is to be able to cultivate the righteous path of immortals, immortal and immortal, and for monks, the lifelong pursuit of the ascension to the immortal realm is to enter the so-called imperial city "heavenly list".

"Heavenly List" gathers the real pride of heaven in the mainland, evil and ghostly talents, only absolute strength can be included in the list, and the people who stay on the list every thousand years can be recorded in history and admired by the world.

That supreme honor is unimaginable, it is a height that countless monks cannot reach in their lifetimes, and it is even no less than ascending to the immortal realm.

Defeat the person on the list can be replaced, and their conversation just now is that the battle for the position of "Heavenly Leader" is about to begin.

Jiang Wanqing shook her head, suppressed the sudden excitement in her heart, and smiled helplessly.

It was 108,000 miles away from her, and she was so excited, she was a little floating.

But you still have to have dreams, and you can only practice hard and live well, and you can't say what the future will be.

The sunset dyes the sky, and the twilight of late autumn comes early.

As the first city in the mainland, the central imperial city is naturally very lively at night, in front of a stall selling spiritual plants in the night market in the west of the city, looking at all kinds of strangely shaped plants with a mysterious atmosphere, Jiang Wanqing, who wanted to leave, couldn't move for a while.

One of them was an inconspicuous spirit plant, three leaves and a star-shaped spirit flower, but it was the most ordinary star flower, and only the spirit planter could play its role.

Her instincts told her that the grass didn't seem to be ordinary.

But she's not a spirit planter, so it's useless to buy it back.

As the rarest and one-in-a-million profession in the mainland, it can not only cultivate rare plants that are extinct for alchemy, but also raise some various mutated plants for their own use, and even the new elixirs that appear every time they create spirit plants are inseparable from the spirit planter.

The status is even a grade higher than that of the alchemist who is regarded as a guest everywhere, and there are countless forces behind each spirit planter who willingly recruit and protect him.

And whether such an otherworldly profession can become half depends on talent, and the other half still depends on talent, a complete chosen son, and cannot pass the slightest effort of the day after tomorrow.

Jiang Wanqing thought about it and decided to trust her intuition, and asked the price if it was a five-grade spirit stone, and for a moment her flesh suddenly hurt a little, and she closed her eyes before the spirit stone was handed over, and a dusty figure slowly blocked in front of her.

"Little friend, can you make it convenient? I am willing to pay ten times the price to buy this spirit grass from you. ”