Xue Meishu left, and in the first few days, Zhao Qingshan was still a little uncomfortable.

However, with four wives and concubines, Zhao Qingshan soon did not forget it so much.

Now that he has reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation, the speed of refining talismans and refining pills has greatly increased.

This made his small life quite comfortable, refining elixirs and spirit runes once every three or five days, and the rest was to accompany his wife and concubine.

Everyone shares their blessings, and from time to time they go out to go shopping and play, and the days are not nourishing.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

The battle between the Burning Sun Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect, even in Changping City, was discussed by monks.

The battle between the two sides was fierce, and neither would give in to the other.

"Alas, now the battle between the two sides is not only limited to the Qi cultivation period and foundation building period monks, but even the Jindan stage monks are involved." The old man was worried and sighed.

The Lieyang Sect is the sect where he has lived for decades, although he is not a disciple of the Lieyang Sect now, but in the old man's heart, he is a disciple of the Lieyang Sect.

Now the Burning Sun Sect is already at a disadvantage.

"Dad, don't sigh, your old man, two giants are fighting, and little people like us can't intervene or help." Zhao Leiting touched his head, and he had a headache.

When you eat melons, isn't it fragrant!

The Lieyang Sect was six thousand miles away from Changping City, and it could not affect Changping City at all.

They have small arms and thin legs, and when they sneeze on both sides, they can destroy themselves.

He felt that the old man couldn't do this, he was over ninety years old, and he didn't have a few years to live, he should eat, drink, play, and worry so much.

His own family is indeed related to the Burning Sun Sect, but it is not like this.

Zhao Qingshan also nodded and said, "Old man, relax, the Lieyang Sect is a great sect that has been inherited for 10,000 years, and it will not be so easy to be destroyed." ”

"I heard that this time, the outer disciples and the inner disciples suffered heavy casualties, and now even the Jindan stage monks are involved." The old man frowned.

The monks of the Jindan period belong to the backbone of any sect.

It's only been more than a year, and even the Jindan monks are involved.

He has lived for more than 90 years, and he has never seen such a tragedy.

A Jindan period monk, they all have to be called 'Shangxian'!

Zhao Qingshan rolled his eyes, since he knew that even the Jindan Stage cultivators were involved, what else was he worried about.

With a wave of his hand, the entire Zhao Mansion had to turn into nothingness.

However, Zhao Qingshan had to admit that the battle between the Burning Sun Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect was so cruel that even if it was six thousand miles apart, the news could reach Changping City.

One can imagine how fierce the battle between the two is.

In the past year or so, the Qi cultivation period monks and foundation building period monks on both sides don't know how much they have fallen.

"Master, Deputy Steward Liu of the Treasure Building is here!" Just then, the butler came in to make a report.

Zhao Qingshan and the others looked at each other.

What is the identity of Deputy Steward Liu, when he comes, they all have to prepare in advance and greet him at the door.

This time, Deputy Steward Liu did not pay his respects first, but came directly.

"Let's go, let's greet Lao Liu together." The old man said.

As soon as the three of them got up and walked out of the hall, they saw that Deputy Steward Liu had already come over.

"Haha, Lao Zhao, I came uninvited, don't blame me!" Liu Jie said with a smile.

The old man hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Lao Liu, where are you talking about, it's too late for us to be happy when you come." ”

"Please!"

Immediately, Deputy Steward Liu was invited into the hall, and the next person offered the spirit tea and spirit fruit.

After some greetings, the old man asked curiously: "Lao Liu, you came here this time, but what is the important matter?" ”

"To be honest, I came this time to cooperate with you again and place a big order." Liu Jie said with a smile.

Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but laugh and said: "Deputy Steward Liu, the last order almost killed me, and I can't bear to come to a big order this time." ”

"Zhao Danshi, the opportunity is rare, you are still young, you don't know the hard work of earning spirit stones, if you miss this time, you won't have this opportunity in the future." Deputy Steward Liu said with a smile.

Zhao Qingshan shook his head and said, "Deputy Steward Liu, don't you know, last time for that order, the spiritual herbs and elixirs in Changping City and the surrounding areas were almost exhausted, and now that our Zhao family has purchased it, it is difficult to buy so many quantities." ”

He didn't want to refine first-order spirit runes and pills anymore, he was tired and tired, it was better to refine second-order spirit runes and pills to make more money.

Although the success rate of refining second-order spirit runes and pills is not high, he still has a success rate of thirty percent, and this success rate is enough for him to earn more than before.

And as he continues to accumulate experience, the success rate is also increasing, and he will earn more and more in the future.

Zhao Leiting also said: "Deputy Steward Liu, this time we really can't eat it if we have the heart, we really don't have so many materials." ”

When Liu Jie heard this, he couldn't help but show regret.

In the last order, Jumbo Lou also made a lot of money, and he himself also received a generous commission.

This time he came with confidence, and he didn't want to return disappointed.

But when he thought about it, he also felt understood.

An hour later, Liu Jie said goodbye and left.

The battle between the Burning Sun Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect has intensified, and the demand for spirit runes, pills, and magic weapons is also increasing.

Even if Changping City is six thousand miles away from the Lieyang Sect, the prices of spirit runes, elixirs, and magic weapons here in Changping City are also rising day by day.

Especially in the Treasure Building, the monks couldn't buy spirit runes and pills.

As a result, the spirit stones earned by the Zhao Mansion every day not only did not decrease, but increased.

In the cultivation room, Zhao Qingshan was planning to refine the magic weapon.

In the center of the room, there is a gossip furnace, which is specially used for refining weapons, and several formations are engraved on it.

This gossip furnace was refined by him himself, and he was a low-grade magic weapon, so he knew a lot about the gossip furnace, and he knew too much about how to motivate him.

A ball of Danyan flame fell into the gossip furnace, and then with a wave of his hand, he took out a piece of 10,000-year-old cold iron.

"Tianmen, gossip, positive!" Zhao Qingshan waved his hand, and several pure true qi shot into several small holes on the gossip furnace, and suddenly the gossip furnace lit up, and the Dao light shot out, forming a mysterious talisman, and the flame of the Dan flame also rose, and the flame was blazing, making the wrapped 10,000-year-old cold iron quickly melt and shrink.

It wasn't easy for him to smelt the 10,000-year-old cold iron before, but now it's not difficult for him to smelt the 10,000-year-old cold iron.

It took him three days to refine a sword.

The sword is only more than a foot long, the shape is simple, dark black, once it is urged, the black light is dazzling, and the cold is pressing.

Inferior magic weapon!

Zhao Qingshan struck while the iron was hot and continued to refine magic weapons.

He wanted to refine seven long swords to form a seven-killing array.

It took a full month for Zhao Qingshan to successfully achieve his wish.

A drop of blood dropped on each of the seven long swords and entered the confession, and a smile appeared on Zhao Qingshan's face.

Although it is only refined with 10,000-year-old cold iron, it is hard to win, and it has the power of cold air, and the quality reaches the inferior magic weapon, although it is not as good as his sword, but it is enough to form a seven-killing array.

"With the Seven Killing Array, I have a confidence." Zhao Qingshan stroked the dark sword body.

The battle between the Burning Sun Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect made Zhao Qingshan feel a very strong sense of crisis.

Even the monks of the foundation building period were killed in the fight, so would there be an evil cultivator in the foundation building period who targeted the Zhao family and slapped the Zhao family.

Meditate a little bit to restore true qi.

Zhao Qingshan walked out of the cultivation room, and according to the direction of the formation, he laid out the Seven Killing Array.

The entire Seven Killing Array covers the entire Zhao Mansion, as long as there is a strong enemy to attack, when they are invincible, they can retreat into the Zhao Mansion and activate the Seven Killing Array, if the enemy enters the formation, they can use the power of the formation to resist the enemy.