"This ...... Where did the spiritual mist come from? ”

On the corridor of the small panshui pavilion, from room No. 11, a horse-faced monk with two mustaches walked out, this horse-faced monk had his hands behind his back, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

As soon as he broke through the fifth layer of Qi refining, the divine consciousness that had not been born long ago, swept away along the spiritual mist that spread, and his eyes looked at Room 12 on the side, and after a little recollection, the monk who looked like a Confucian in green shirt appeared in his mind, and he remembered that he and this person were staying in front and back.

"With so many spiritual mist escaping out, this person is only afraid that he will crush more than a hundred lower-grade spirit stones at the same time! I still remember the middle-aged appearance of this person, but he is only the appearance of the third layer of qi refining, and the fluctuation of spiritual power is very weak, so rich, could it be a descendant monk of a big clan......

Twisting his beard, the horse-faced monk brushed the storage bag around his waist, and a long-necked jade bottle appeared in his hand.

He pinched the trick in his hand and shot a spiritual light towards the long-necked jade bottle, and suddenly the long-necked jade bottle lit up with a milky white luster, and a suction force appeared from the mouth of the bottle, pulling the spiritual mist.

Like a long whale sucking water, the spiritual mist in the corridor was taken away by the horse-faced monk in the blink of an eye.

"These spiritual mist are worth twenty low-grade spirit stones." The horse-faced monk weighed the long-necked jade bottle in his hand, and the milky white luster disappeared from the bottle.

A flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and the horse-faced monk saw that the No. 12 room next to him was still oozing with spiritual mist, and quickly looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately pushed open the door of his No. 11 room, took out his futon, and sat cross-legged on the threshold half a foot inward, constantly urging the long-necked jade bottle to gather the escaping spiritual mist.

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In room No. 12, Gu Qing's chest rose and fell.

At this time, it had been more than an hour since he took the Baipi Dan, and the Baipi Dan had been refined for a small half, his face was strangely ruddy, and his body was steaming, but he became dry and thin.

"Qi and blood have been replenished to a certain extent, no longer depleted and deteriorated, and the spiritual power in the body has also grown to two percent......" Gu Qing looked at his body inwardly, opened his eyes again, and muttered a little.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the two pill bottles on the right side, took one Ying Ling Pill and two Qi Replenishing Pills, and picked up the pill bottle of the Gathering Spirit Pill from the left side, took out a first-grade mid-level Gathering Spirit Pill, swallowed it into his stomach one after another, and continued to close his eyes and breathe.

Ying Ling Pill and Qi Replenishing Pill are both low-grade pills.

Among them, the Qi Replenishing Pill can replenish the Qi and blood lost by the monks, and the Ying Ling Pill can enhance the affinity of the monk's spiritual energy, as for the Gathering Spirit Pill, it was specially prepared by Gu Qing in the previous Dao journey, and it was used to cultivate the best pill in the early stage of Qi refining, which could greatly speed up the speed of exhaling spiritual energy.

Gu Qing's injuries were not serious.

After taking several pills, his breathing movement became bigger and bigger, and at both ends of his nose, two white qi dragons gradually appeared, which quickly condensed, and constantly rolled up the spiritual mist floating in the room, incorporated into his body, and strengthened his spiritual power.

The blue light emitted by the water spirit sand in his hand made him feel like a pearl.

Since Gu Qingxia's dantian, there was a light lit up, spreading all the way to his body, covering him in it, and the protective aura of the body after a few days of absence condensed again, and soon his protective aura was rich, and it turned into a surging tide around him.

This is called 'imagery'.

That is, the appearance of the monk when he cultivates.

The exercise he practiced was called the Returning to One Gong of the Decay Water.

The image of this exercise is the tidal spiritual power, which rises and falls, and sometimes gathers and disperses.

The longer the monk accumulates, the more violent the spiritual power becomes at the 'high tide', and the monk launches a thunderous blow at that time, getting twice the result with half the effort.

But if the use is poor, then it may be that at the critical juncture of the fighting method, the monk coincides with the 'ebb and flow', and the spiritual power is attenuated, and then he is killed by a cultivator with similar strength, or even a cultivator whose strength is lower than his own.

The night was fine, and the sky was already bright.

Gu Qing's body was restrained, the two white qi dragons on the wings of his nose dispersed, he let out a long mouthful of blood-stained turbidity, his eyes opened and closed, and the void room turned white.

Gu Qing, who had finished practicing all night, had recovered more than eighty percent of the spiritual power in his body, his pale complexion had returned to normal, and although his spiritual power was still a little vain, it was no longer in serious trouble.

"Baipi Dan is worthy of being a high-level healing pill, with the Qi Replenishing Pill, in the early stage of Qi refining, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be hanged." Gu Qing took the two delicate jade bottles containing the Baibi Pill and put them into the storage bag.

The white spiritual mist in the room had dissipated more than an hour ago, and Gu Qing's more than four hundred lower-grade spirit stones had undoubtedly been completely lost.

"Barrier Breaker Pill ......"

"We need to find another way."

Even if he didn't buy the Barrier Breaking Pill, he had to sell some things and exchange them for spirit stones for daily use.

From the evil cultivator and the female cultivator called 'Wan'er', among the things he obtained, the things that were not of high value, in order to avoid complications, he planned to return to the Xianhe faction and make another move in the Xiuzhen Dafang in Huifeng Valley.

Gu Qing pondered for a moment.

The most important thing in walking in the realm of cultivation is undoubtedly cultivation, and if you want to have cultivation, you must have cultivation exercises.

There is no exercise, even if it is a heavenly spirit root, this life is just a mortal, and after a hundred years, it will turn into a handful of loess.

There are seven exercises that he knows.

In addition to the first three stages of the path, the four rotten street basic exercises he obtained were of little value, and the remaining three exercises were the 'Golden Yang Gong' that he practiced in the previous section of the path, and the 'Decanic Water Guiyi Gong' obtained from Xianhemen's Idle Crane Gate that he was practicing at the moment, and the 'Yin Sha Xuan Gong' obtained from the soul division of the blood spirit son last night.

Of these three exercises, the first two are biased towards qi refining, and only Yin and Sha Xuan Gong are biased towards body refining.

Needless to say, the decanate water is one.

He only has the part of this exercise in the early stage of qi refining, and it is from Xianhemen, which is inconvenient to pass on.

As for the Yin and Evil Xuangong......

The value is too high, so I won't consider it for the time being.

Jin Yang Gong, he has the practice of refining qi from the first layer to the twelfth layer of qi refining, and he can consider selling it for spirit stones, and it is estimated that he should be able to sell more than a thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

Next up are the elixirs and runes.

At present, he still has five Baipi Dan, nineteen Juling Pills, nine Qi Pills, eight Qi Replenishing Pills, four Ying Ling Pills, ten Fuyang Pills, eight Bairi Bigu Pills, and ten Pei Ling Pills.

The price of a Baipi Pill is about 100 lower grade spirit stones, and the price of a Ju Ling Pill is about 30 lower grade spirit stones, and these two kinds of pills can be considered for sale.

In terms of spirit runes, regardless of the low price for the time being, he still has four first-order mid-grade spirit runes, two second-order low-grade spirit runes, and the golden sword rune treasure that is comparable to the third-order low-grade spirit rune, as well as the sealing spirit rune stored in the special jade box.

Just sell one or a few of them, and you're ready to go.

But except for the spirit sealing rune, Gu Qing didn't plan to sell it, and although that spirit sealing rune was also a second-order low-grade spirit rune, it should be worth a lot of money, but it had been used once, and when it was in good condition, it was worth nearly a thousand spirit stones, but now, the price sold in the market would not be higher than two hundred spirit stones.

The rest is ritual artifacts and sundries.

Gu Qing turned the gray spiritual sand in his hand, threw it aside, brushed the storage bag beside him, and took out a simple and unpretentious black orb that resembled a pearl, this is a medium-grade magic weapon that he purchased in the Huifeng Valley Xiuzhen Dafang some time ago, called Sushui Xuanzhu, to deal with the next Xianhe Sect's outer door Dabi, which has been cultivated for a small half, and he will not consider selling it.

The three medium-grade magic weapon flying swords of wood, fire, and metal accumulated in the first four stages of the path, he had other plans, and he also did not consider selling them, and the same was true for the bottle of wood spiritual liquid.

Turning his gaze, Gu Qing looked at the big black seal on the side.

This is the female cultivator he killed yesterday, and the black big seal magic weapon he got can reach the level of a medium-grade magic weapon, but it can be considered for sale, and the price in the market is about two hundred to three hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is barely equivalent to the price of the barrier-breaking pill sold in the 'small panxuan' of the Mo family.

Gu Qing's gaze finally fell on the small jar containing the desire to disperse, and the small black banner.

"People want to disperse...... Twenty taels can be exchanged for a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and this small black banner should be a soul flag. ”

He picked up the small black banner and probed into it with spiritual power.

"This soul banner is different from what I have seen before, there is not a single remnant soul in it, and besides, why is the soul mist used to nourish souls in this soul banner so colorful? Don't...... That evil cultivator is using people's desires to disperse to nourish the soul flag! ”

Gu Qing's eyes were curious.

He took out a small amount of powdered human desire, placed it on a small black flag, and waited for it to change.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

The original colorful colors on the small black banner were dissipated and turned gray, just like the spiritual sand that had been exhausted of spiritual energy! Gu Qingguanzhi's eyes lit up, but his brows furrowed.

"That's really the case!"

"Is it true that all soul flags can be like this, or is this little black banner extremely special, it is the evil cultivator, who has been refined under the guidance or temptation of the blood spirit son......" His face was cloudy and uncertain, slightly hesitant.

If you keep using people to scatter and nurture this little black flag, what will happen in the future?

Gu Qing's heart was extremely moved.

He really knew the refining method of the man's desire to disperse, but it could torture mortals, and he was unwilling to do it.

"Let's make a little sacrifice first...... It's a big deal to catch some evil cultivation in the future, and try to see if you can refine it to become a human desire. Gu Qing's expression returned to indifference.

He slowly injected spiritual power into the black flag, and unexpectedly, in just half an hour, he sensed that there was a spiritual connection between the little banner and himself.

He held the banner in his right hand and waved it gently.

Suddenly, the small black banner turned into a half-zhang long, and the fierce black flag swayed without wind, with a bit of illusory meaning, and the colorful mist was dyed with darkness, churning in the black flag.

"It's not even a low-grade magic weapon...... No wonder the sacrifice went so fast. Gu Qing withdrew his spiritual power, and the half-zhang long soul banner in his hand turned into a small black flag again.

After pondering for a while, there were three choices in front of Gu Qing.

"Selling the Golden Yang Gong, or selling a few Gathering Spirit Pills and Hundred Pills, or selling the black seal, it's just that the exercises and magic weapons are a little troublesome to deal with, are you only selling a few Hundred Pill and Gathering Spirit Pills......

Gu Qing narrowed his eyes.

Immediately, he put the valuable things on the ground, such as the Golden Sword Rune Treasure and the Great Seal Magic Weapon, into his storage bag containing the space of the ten directions, leaving only the dark gold flying sword and a few bottles of first-grade low-grade pills like Qi Replenishing Pills.

Then, he tucked the important storage bag into his arms.

The Dark Gold Flying Sword is Jin Xing's medium-grade magic weapon flying sword, which is one of the three medium-grade magic weapon flying swords that he has accumulated in his previous path, and the price in the market is about three hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

As for the long sword he was originally carrying, it was just a low-grade magic weapon, and at this time, it had been stored in the storage bag of the ten squares in his arms with the gray clothes of the outer disciples of the Xianhe Sect.

Gu Qing stuffed the dark gold flying sword, a few bottles of basic pills, and the rest of the worldly gold and silver and other miscellaneous items into his two worn-out storage bags, and tied the two worn-out storage bags around his waist to confuse other monks.

In the end, there was only one thing left that was not put into the storage bag, and that was the jade bottle with the forbidden talisman attached.

The spirit ink on the forbidden rune is half dry, the texture is condensed but not scattered, crystal like dew, this is a very common 'white dew spirit ink', can only be used to draw a first-order spirit rune, even so, but this white dew spirit ink, its value is also extremely expensive, fortunately, often the rune pen only needs to be dipped once, you can draw five or six times the first-order spirit rune.

Gu Qing picked up the jade bottle.

"That Master Qu's cultivation should have reached the late stage of qi refining, and he is a second-grade Dan master, this foundation building monk's pure divine soul power, this person should be very interested."

He held the jade bottle, his thumb caressing the forbidden talisman attached to it, and his eyes were deep.

This first-order low-grade forbidden rune can seal the fluctuations of the things inside it for about two days, and then the spiritual power contained in it will be exhausted and turned into a discarded rune paper.

"The risk is that you may be targeted by this person, waiting for the opportunity to intercept and kill, and you will be killed."

Gu Qing took his hands and paced back and forth.

At this time, in the room, the black mist that was originally scattered has disappeared and is invisible, leaving only the fragments of spirit stones on the ground.

"Venerable Zhai Tong...... Erpindanshi ...... I don't know if this person has that Zhendan in his storage bag! ”

Standing still, his eyes lowered.