The day after tomorrow is by no means a false finger.

Right now, Li Qing has more important things to deal with.

After slashing Chen Tian unconscious with a knife with just the right strength, Li Qing took the bronze book and entered the inner room by himself.

Bronze Book, Scarlet Moon, Trial Realm.

These are the things that Li Qing is most concerned about now.

Since learning that the previous pioneers often ended miserably, Li Qing's heart inevitably gave birth to a sense of urgency, but because of the existence of the scarlet moon in his palm, this urgency did not make Li Qing feel desperate, but instead became the driving force for him to move forward, spurring him to continue to open up and forge ahead.

Thinking of his choice of words and sentences, Li Qing couldn't help but be dumbfounded, it had not been two days since he entered the yamen, and after listening to Ma Ningyuan's speech, he had learned this tone.

It seems that this yamen is indeed a place to temper people, as for whether it is to grind people or train people, this is a matter that has to be said separately, such as Zhang Tao, the director of the detention center, Li Qing now thinks of the three carriages when he left, and he can't help but sigh slightly in his heart, if he were himself, he would never be able to do Zhang Tao's kind of thing.

It's still a different idea.

After being promoted to an extraordinary person, even Li Qing himself may not realize that he has inevitably had a somewhat downlooking posture when he looks at people and treats things, so he can speak up for Wu Yuqian, be able to pamper himself in front of everyone, be able to open up to Liu Qinhua, give him a chance, be merciful, and let Zhou Hao and the others leave safely.

Seeing people like this, it is even more so when looking at some personal sophistication, so Li Qing just thinks Zhang Tao's thoughts are interesting, and he doesn't want to study them in detail.

But Song Qiu, the transcendent predecessor that Li Qing has had the most contact with so far, gave him another completely different feeling, that is, transcendental people are also human beings, and they must also integrate into the collective, abide by certain rules and regulations, and obey the dispatch and distribution of their superiors, just as Mr. Shangqing Shanglu said, "Do what you want, don't exceed the rules".

Now Li Qing is trying to find a delicate balance between the two.

After thinking about it, Li Qing opened the copper book in his hand, and the expected sound of "beep peeling" did not appear, which means that the content of the copper book has not been updated in the slightest.

The matter of finding a good translator in Qinyang, Shang Xiaozhen, has to be put on the agenda, as well as the study of business culture and Shang Xiaozhen, I didn't expect to leave school for so long and still have to go back to the days of gnawing books in the past, I really live to learn all the time...... Li Qing thought wildly and took out the dark red essentia that had been precipitated from the cap corpse.

For this essenta condensed into a little thumb tip-sized essentia, Li Qing's mood was actually very complicated, there were always two voices fighting in his head, one told him that this was something he got from his own trial realm, it was tailor-made for himself, swallow it, and you can gain infinite power.

The other voice said sensibly that this essentia is certainly not that simple, and that mistaking essentia will lead you to madness, and the result of madness is to be cleared of the world of living beings after surviving for a period of time.

Especially after seeing Zheng Yongwen's tragic situation, this second voice is more convincing.

Absorb just a little bit and it shouldn't be a problem, but if something goes wrong, stop right away...... Li Qing's eyes were glued to the essentia in his hand, and somehow, he was quite sensible, but gradually, he was occupied by the first voice of thought.

He remembered that Song Qiu had written in the book that essentia also has a distinction between high and low concentrations, and the stimulation of essentia with different concentrations on the spirit is like the pressure in physics, if the spirit is compared to a piece of paper, the stimulation of the spirit with a large concentration of essentia is like cutting paper with scissors, while the low concentration of essentia is to smash the paper with a hammer, using the same force, that is, absorbing the same dose, but the effect is very different.

Now this essentia is the size of a thumbtip, the magnificent blue mixed with the undulating dark red, the concentration must be extremely high, Li Qing took an empty cup, went to the bathroom to fill a little water, and put the essentia into the water

For the dilution of essentia, in the easily obtained water source, dew has the best effect, distilled water is second, and the general unpurified water, the effect is the worst, and if you want to pursue a good effect, you can also add some other things, such as snake orchid liquid, money flower dew, etc., supplemented by specific procedures and means.

But at the moment, Li Qing can't provide better conditions, so he can only use it.

After a minute of restlessness, the essentia was suspended in the water, and the dark red and blue entanglement still showed no signs of spreading.

Li Qing added a little salt and three drops of alcohol to it, stretched out his fingers, probed into the water, and slowly stirred it according to the specific order and speed of "three backwards and two backwards".

If it weren't for the clear requirements for the stirred, Li Qing wouldn't want to "get started" directly.

In Song Qiu's description, the minimum requirements for stirring rods and drainage rods in contact with essentia are copper rods smelted by special and extraordinary processes, and silver rods, gold rods, real silver rods, and Aojin rods are above...... Until this stage, the best material that can be controlled by people, the source quality rod, and in Li Qing's hands, don't say that the source quality rod is gone, even the most inferior copper rod is not there, so it can only be done again.

"If you really can't find a suitable stirring rod around, then use your fingers directly, the body of the transcendent is strengthened by essentia, and you can also stir essentia, although it may be difficult to stir it very sufficiently."

With Li Qing's agitation, the essentia in the water, instead of dispersing, the dark red and blue that make up the essentia actually had a tendency to merge.

Li Qing watched the changes in the cup tightly, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

Before, it was a dark red wrapped in a blue color, the dark red was like a shell, and this shell was woven by countless dark red lines as thin as a hair.

Now, the shell began to shrink inward, clinging to the blue, and with a slight expansion and contraction, a new substance began to coalesce, and a pale silver mist gradually rose on the walls of the cup.

On his fingers, in addition to the heat, there was a faint tingling sensation, like a needle prick, and the contents of the cup seemed to have a suction force, absorbing his fingers in the water.

Of course, this suction force was very small and not enough to pose any threat to Li Qing.

Li Qing stirred step by step, until the pale silver mist on the wall of the cup began to dissipate, and a cup of dream liquid dyed with silver light and seemed to have a dark red flash appeared in front of Li Qing's eyes, no matter how he stirred, the liquid in the cup did not change in any way.

"Stir continuously until there is no change in the dilution for ten seconds."

The question of the ratio of essentia to diluents such as dew and distilled water has always been a key topic of research by transcendental scholars, and this seemingly very basic question has not been answered by the transcendent academic community until now.

Weather, time, location, mixing time, type of thinner, stirring bar material...... And so on and so forth, are all variables that can affect the dilution results.

Li Qing looked at the diluted liquid in front of him, to be precise, he didn't know if it was diluted or not, he pulled his fingers out of the liquid, his fingertips were dry, and there was not a trace of liquid left.

After hesitating for a while, Li Qing picked up his test results and took a small sip.

It's definitely a small mouthful, he is afraid of unknown changes, and he will never dare to be greedy.

"Ahh

That is, the moment Li Qing drank this cup of light silver liquid, an exclamation came from behind.

He turned his head sharply and saw Zhou Qimei, covering her lips with one hand......

Without the next step of thinking, Li Qing, who drank the pale silver liquid, only felt a strange sensation piercing the nerves, as if a channel was connected between the throat and the brain, so that the two could be in close contact, itchy, accompanied by a slight, bearable pain, his eyes became blurred, the figure in front of him began to blur, began to overlap, and a phantom appeared.

While his thoughts were deprived of pure feelings, what was even more bizarre was that Li Qing could clearly feel a warm current flowing down his throat into his stomach, and the next moment, a burning sensation burned all over his limbs, he didn't even know what he was doing, he only felt that his body was light and fluttering.

His body and spirit were drowned in pure feeling, put in a glove, and the crimson moon in the palm of his right hand began to appear a faint red glow, drowning the feeling of body and spirit, and began to slowly converge towards this scarlet moon.

Zhou Qimei looked at Li Qing who was approaching her step by step, a trace of panic flashed in her brown eyes, she called Li Qing's name softly, but she couldn't get the slightest response from the latter, she took a few steps back, her back was icy, but she had already reached the corner.

"Li Qing, Ah Qing, wake up."

The current Li Qing made Zhou Qijiao feel a little strange, but surprisingly, there was no trace of fear in her heart, when she found that she could not retreat, the panic in her eyes had been completely smoothed out, her slender hand reached out to her collar, trembling to unbutton her coat,

"Aqing."

Zhou Qimei called Li Qing's name softly again, this time, her voice was soft, as if she didn't want to wake up the young man in front of her, she saw Li Qing stretch out her hand, she took the initiative to greet her, and hugged Li Qing.

The two white arms seemed to be able to bloom white in the dark night, holding Li Qing's head with both hands, sending his own tender lips, and then leaning forward, pressing Li Qing down on the hard bed in the bedroom of the old house.

"Aqing ......"

This sound, but it can only be in her heart, Zhou Qijiao doesn't know if this is love, or even if she likes it, she just obeys her instinct and does it.

The only thing she knew was that this was the highlight of her eighteen years of life, the embers that had fallen after the burning of her ruined youth.