Listening to Wang Cripple's hearty laughter, Zhao Ping'an also smiled and said nothing.

It seems that after Diao Ziqiang suffered a secret loss, he did not suspect the target to himself, after all, when he shot before, he did not give Diao Ziqiang any chance to react.

Moreover, the realm that Zhao Ping'an revealed on the surface before had always been a second-layer cultivation of qi refining, and Diao Ziqiang had the strength of the third layer of qi refining, even if the other party had any suspicions, there was not the slightest evidence.

"What are you talking about, you seem to be having a good time?"

Just as the two were chatting, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded.

"Senior Brother Sun......"

When he saw the figure of the person who spoke clearly, the smile on Wang Cripple's face froze.

Zhao Ping'an was quite calm, looking at Sun Fatzi's eyes, with a hint of obscurity.

"Cripple Wang, you smiled so happily just now, shouldn't you be saying bad things about me behind your back?"

Fat Sun walked over and asked with a smile.

The harmless appearance of other animals gives people a very black belly.

The lame king shuddered, and hurriedly defended: "Senior Brother Sun, you are laughing, give me a hundred guts, I don't dare to say bad things about you." ”

"Don't you dare, or don't you want to?" Fat Sun's eyes narrowed into a slit and asked.

"I don't dare and don't want to ......"

The lame king replied cautiously.

"Oh, really?"

Sun Fatzi obviously didn't believe it.

Seeing this, Wang Cripple hurriedly looked at Zhao Ping'an next to him and said, "Ping'an, we really didn't mention Senior Brother Sun just now, right?" ”

"Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Wang is indeed joking with me lightly, and he didn't mention anyone else." Zhao Ping'an thought about it and relieved Wang Cripple.

"Of course I believe you."

Hearing this, Sun Fatzi showed a satisfied look, and immediately shifted his gaze to Zhao Ping'an.

He looked at Zhao Ping'an for a moment, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but his face did not show it.

Sun Fatzi pretended to be concerned, and asked with a smile: "Zhao Ping'an, you have been in the medicine garden for a while, and you live quite safely?" ”

"Brother Hongfu, I think it's pretty good, eat well and sleep soundly." Zhao Ping'an seemed to know what he wanted to ask, smiled slightly, and responded without humility or arrogance.

"That's good."

Sun Fatzi took a deep look at Zhao Ping'an, and then turned his hands behind his back and left slowly with his big belly.

Looking at the figure of Sun Fatzi leaving, the smile on Zhao Ping'an's face disappeared, and his bright eyes became a little deep.

"He was testing me just now?"

"Does he know the secret inside the dry well of the wooden house?"

Zhao Ping'an secretly guessed.

But soon, the idea was dismissed by him.

Previously, Zhang Wanqing's remnant soul was transformed into a yin spirit a hundred years ago, and the Blood Yang Flower cultivated in the secret room under the dry well was obviously not a handiwork that a Medicine Garden disciple could arrange.

Maybe Sun Fatzi was just curious and puzzled as to why he could stay safe and sound for so long in the wooden house known as the murderous house.

Of course, it is not completely ruled out that Sun Fatzi has a certain suspicion, after all, when Zhao Ping'an first came to the medicine garden, he arranged him to be in that wooden house.

"Ping, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Zhao Ping'an in a daze, Wang lame asked.

"Nothing."

"I just think that this Senior Brother Sun doesn't feel very friendly."

Zhao Ping'an smiled and said what he thought of Sun Fatzi.

"If you have such an impression of him, it proves that you have a good eye."

"In this medicine garden, this fat man is ruthless, you can stay away from him in the future."

Wang Cripple was a little taboo, and reminded Zhao Ping'an repeatedly.

"I know."

Zhao Ping'an nodded, knowing that the lame man Wang was caring about himself.

"Alright, let's go back early."

"In the past few days, that guy has been busy breaking through the realm, otherwise the two of us wouldn't be so hard, and when he succeeds in breaking through the realm, he has to treat him to a good meal."

The lame king waved his hand, then lifted the broom, and turned away.

Zhao Ping'an did not continue to stay, and soon returned to the wooden house where he was, since the last time Zhang Wanqing's Yin Spirit dissipated, and the Juyin Stone Tablet he took out from the dry well, the wooden house was no longer filled with cold air as before.

When twilight fell, Zhao Ping'an sat cross-legged on the ground, with the help of the Immortal Tower, absorbing the energy of the Yin Gathering Stone, and silently cultivating the "Immortal Sword Technique"

The mana around him flowed, and there was a hint of majestic and long aura.

……

Time flew by, and soon another three months passed.

Zhao Ping'an sat cross-legged, his strong body filled with a trace of strong and majestic fluctuations.

After this period of cultivation, his cultivation finally reached the peak of the third layer of qi refining.

Zhao Ping'an took out a Qi Condensing Pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

This pill was the trophy of the robbery of Diao Ziqiang a few months ago, and it was not until this moment that Zhao Ping'an chose to take it, using the power of the pill to make himself go to the next level.

The pill entered the abdomen, and the powerful medicinal power directly swept through the whole body, and Zhao Ping'an operated the mana according to the "Immortal Sword Technique", and a powerful momentum surged out of his body.

The momentum penetrated the body, and it directly shook the tables and chairs in the room, and it did not calm down until a moment.

"It came naturally, and I successfully entered the fourth layer of gas refining."

Zhao Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, and he could clearly feel that he was full of powerful power, several times stronger than before.

"It's a very good feeling."

"If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation of the Immortal Sword Technique was too difficult, otherwise, after months of hard cultivation and taking a Qi Condensing Pill, if you were an ordinary immortal cultivator, I am afraid that you would have already improved one or two small realms one after another."

Zhao Ping'an's tone was complicated, and he whispered to himself.

He has the energy of the Immortal Pagoda to transform the Yin Gathering Stone, and the cultivation environment is even better than that of the official disciples in the second-order spiritual veins of the sect, and he is blessed with rich cultivation experience in his previous life, fully superimposed two layers of buffs, plus two layers of hard practice, and now he has swallowed a Qi Condensing Pill, but he has only improved by a small realm.

I have to say that the difficulty of the cultivation of the "Immortal Sword Technique" is still beyond Zhao Ping'an's expectations, and as the realm continues to improve, the difficulty is still increasing.

Of course, there are gains and losses, this exercise is difficult to cultivate, but it can increase longevity and prolong life, and the immortal mana is powerful, far beyond the power of ordinary exercises.

"Although I have been promoted to the fourth level of qi refining, I am trying to avoid attracting the attention of people with intentions."

"It's better to cultivate it to cover it up in the second layer of qi refining, so that it can also have a surprise effect when you fight with people in the future."

After a while, Zhao Ping'an took the initiative to suppress his own cultivation until he remained at the second layer of qi refining.

This is a small method mastered by Zhao Ping'an in his previous life, unless he encounters a powerful immortal cultivator with amazing divine consciousness in the foundation building period, otherwise, an immortal cultivator in the ordinary qi refining period cannot easily see through it.