Li Qingxuan lifted a wooden stick, about four fingers thick, he checked it, quite competent. "Xiao Langjun, you better retreat. The tall man finally saw what he wanted to do, shook his head and said: "This guy doesn't know what kung fu he has practiced, the hammer will not move him, and you will not be strong, so don't earn him these six silver coins in vain, or I will come and make this foul-mouthed guy suffer a little." ”

Li Qingxuan smiled slightly, just shook his head, he could see that this tall and strong man was just born strong, and he had never practiced martial arts, so he still couldn't hurt that man. "You want to do it?" Zhou Tieqiao, a man who was already a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes, was suddenly stunned, and suddenly laughed, extremely disdainful.

Everyone in the audience shook their heads, this handsome scholar didn't scold, only said a word to him, and wanted to follow the man's will to spend these six silver coins, but those tall and fierce men couldn't beat this guy, how much strength can a polite and weak white-faced scholar have? It's just a waste of money.

The little family secretly smacked his tongue and wanted to persuade him, but was scolded by Li Qingxuan and signaled him not to speak. "Three coins of copper drum grass, nine coins of living tendon vines, five coins of fallen roots, and four coins of safflower grass. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl, drink two bowls a day, and after five days, it can heal internal injuries. Li Qingxuan suddenly reported several medicinal materials and weights, turned his head to look at Xiao Jiading, and said, "Have you written it down?" The little Jiading was stunned and nodded.

Li Qingxuan said again: "Write it as a recipe." The crowd was in a fog and full of doubts. Zhou Tieqiao was also stunned, and said: "You scholar, hand over six silver coins, if you want to fight, what are you doing grinding and chirping?" Li Qingxuan suddenly threw out a small silver nugget, one or two silver. Zhou Tieqiao showed a look of astonishment and was very puzzled.

Li Qingxuan said with a smile: "These two pieces of silver, plus these scattered silver coins on your body, are enough for you to grab medicine to heal your injuries." At this time, everyone knew what the medicinal materials he had reported were used for, and it turned out that they were for the man to take medicine to recuperate his injuries. Thinking of this, the crowd burst into laughter, including the tall man and the little family member from earlier.

This white-faced scholar is really smart, no matter whether this stick can hurt Zhou Tieqiao or not, at least these words have humiliated him first. Zhou Tieqiao was annoyed and ashamed, his black face turned the color of pig liver, and he shouted: "The kid is extremely arrogant. Li Qingxuan sneered and said, "I don't know the height of the sky!" He raised his hand, and the wooden stick was raised in the air.

Zhou Tieqiao sneered, and secretly said that this little scholar is white and pure, and he can't help but be weak, even if he doesn't carry his qi and blood, he will inevitably resist it. But he still didn't want to bear this stick alive, so his mind moved, and he first carried his qi and blood to his chest, and saw the opportunity. There was a wind whistle on the ground. Li Qingxuan smashed it down.

Crackling all life. The wooden stick smashed on Zhou Tieqiao's shoulder, and the wooden stick broke. Zhou Tieqiao's face turned pale in an instant, and his face became bloodless, only in an instant, the qi and blood he gathered on his shoulders immediately disintegrated, and as the wooden stick broke, the force was transmitted to the shoulder bone. In the eyes of everyone, I saw this weak scholar lightly hit his shoulder, and saw that the man's shoulder collapsed, his skin and flesh were swollen, and his bones were broken.

Zhou Tieqiao's eyes darkened, and he fell. Li Qingxuan threw away the half of the wooden stick in his hand, shook his head, and turned to leave. The crowd moved out of the way, and everyone looked at his back and felt very shocked. Some even shuddered and shrunk their shoulders. It was afternoon, the sun had not yet set, and a breeze was blowing, and it was very cold and gloomy. Today, it is autumn.

Night. The candle flame is dim and flickering gently. Li Qingxuan sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his hands into a Tai Chi seal, closing his eyes and recuperating. This is an independent courtyard in the Cui Mansion to receive guests, although it is not luxurious, but it is also simple and atmospheric, and it has not insulted the status of Lord Thorn Shi.

The wooden bed under Li Qingxuan is made of fine wood, and a brocade quilt is as smooth as satin. He wanted to fall asleep upside down and try to see if the bed of this eunuch was better to sleep on, but when he remembered that cultivation was like sailing against the current, if he did not advance, he would retreat, and he could not slack off, so he had to meditate cross-legged. I injured Zhou Tieqiao this afternoon, and now that I think about it, I also have a stuffy breath in my chest.

It's just that it's not easy to practice martial arts, and the so-called poor literature and rich martial arts refer to the fact that cultivating martial arts requires a lot of medicinal materials to nourish the body, so people who practice martial arts need a lot of money. That week, Tieqiao had a martial arts, but he came to perform his arts, although his words were rude, but after all, he did not go astray. At that time, a few disciples on the side stepped forward to support Zhou Tieqiao, and some people wanted to stop Li Qingxuan, but they were finally frightened back by Li Qingxuan's cold eyes.

"Zhou Tieqiao's disciples, seeing that my stick scattered Zhou Tieqiao's qi and blood and knocked down his shoulder, it was obviously higher than their master's kung fu, so they were frightened. If they want to do it, even if thirty or forty Zhou Tieqiao besiege me alone, I will not be afraid!"

"The swordsmanship on the true sword path still has to be well understood, even if the worldly martial arts are cultivated to the peak realm, they will not be able to use a supernatural spell of the cultivator!" Suddenly, a wave of heat came, and at first I only felt some heat next to my wrist, but gradually, it turned into a large piece of hot air, hitting like a wave, and the heat hit my face. Li Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes, revealing surprise.

He looked at the source of the hot air. The one who emitted the heat was the three-legged tripod. The pattern on the top of the small tripod has changed, and it has become a mountain forest, and there is a weasel in the forest. The small tripod was gray in color, and the pattern on it did not have the slightest color, but for some reason, Li Qingxuan could see at a glance that it was a gray-yellow weasel.

The weasel was running and jumping in the mountains and forests, very agile, and everywhere it passed, it was the wind and the grass. "True Qi Release?" Li Qingxuan was taken aback and said, "How can a weasel also have the Tao of True Qi Release?" Could it be a weasel demon?" The weasel ran and entered a cave.

There was a gray and black aura in the cave. The weasel practiced in the cave, and after a short time, a large amount of gray and black aura gathered towards it. Suddenly, there was a long roar, extremely poignant, and the gray and black qi around the weasel vibrate, and after a while, it condensed. There was only one weasel corpse left.

"This ...... Could it be that the weasel is cultivating with the help of gray and black aura, wanting to break through the realm of true qi release and reach a higher realm? But it fails to break through, and it will eventually die?" Li Qingxuan's doubts in his heart only arise, and he changes again. The weasel's true qi dispersed, but its wisps of origin true qi rotated slightly, condensing a large amount of gray and black qi and blending into its fur.

"The weasel's innate vitality is only slightly higher than that of ordinary people, but with its Taoism, how can the innate vitality be so weak? Its true qi is not even innate vitality?" Li Qingxuan was a little surprised, and said in his heart: "The true qi of my cultivation is all innate vitality, and this weasel's true qi is actually different?"

Li Qingxuan was puzzled, but what happened next became more and more obvious. The weasel's corpse was found, skinned, made into a smock or scarf, and gifted to Miss Cui. But in this weasel's fur, there is already a bit of the weasel's original true qi.

This kind of Origin True Qi has lost its foundation and should not exist in the world, but that gray and black aura has probably changed it, so that it can hide in the fur and wait for the opportunity to harm people. In ordinary words, it is to become a yin spirit and a ghost, and Miss Cui's strange illness is actually a ghost and an evil thing.

But in fact, after the death of the weasel, the yin spirit ghost creature that left behind the true qi is actually ignorant and ignorant, and it just leaves a shallow trace like instinct in the world. "Weasel ghosts are rare. Li Qingxuan also saw such a mysterious scene for the first time, which almost subverted his view of this heaven and earth.

He took a deep breath and said in his heart: "It turns out that this three-legged small tripod is called the Ghost Suppression Treasure Ding. "Town Ghost Baoding, listen to the name is majestic, I don't know how to use it, but obviously it's not a vulgar thing, at least it's a magic weapon, since it's called Town Ghost Baoding, then it has a certain restraint on ghosts and other monsters.

The night passed in a hurry. Li Qingxuan meditated in the middle of the night, and after running the Tai Zhou Tiangong for 28 weeks, he felt that he was satisfied, and fell asleep. Soft pillows and brocade quilts embroidered with patterns. This time, Li Qingxuan experienced the bed of a rich and noble family, and slept sweetly.

On the second day, at the beginning of the rising sun, Li Qingxuan had already gotten up to meditate, cultivating and refining qi. He originally wanted to walk around the courtyard, but when he heard the people talking about the early summer sister coming to look for his trouble, Li Qingxuan hurriedly boarded the carriage in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Mrs. Cui Fu came to send it in person, and she thanked her very much, and she wanted to send two hundred taels of silver. But this time Li Qingxuan didn't accept it, after all, he asked Cui Mansion to find medicinal materials and golden swords and jade swords, which was already a great reward, and the two hundred taels of silver could not be accepted. As for Master Cui, he was busy with official business, so he only let Wang Yuan speak, saying that Li Langjun would do his best to entrust him.

Before boarding the car, Li Qingxuan paused, but still leaned over to Wang Yuan's ear and told him about the weasel fur. But things are too weird, Wang Yuan is only a person in the martial arts after all, so Li Qingxuan changed his words. It is only said that the strange disease came from the weasel fur, whether it was poisoning, or the strange disease that came with the weasel fur, it is unknown.

Wang Yuan showed a solemn expression and nodded. This matter has been thoroughly investigated, but he has no clue, and Li Qingxuan undoubtedly pointed out a direction for him. In fact, Li Qingxuan didn't know what articles were in the weasel fur, maybe they were just kindly gifted, maybe they were just bought by Miss Cui who liked it herself, or maybe someone really had bad intentions, knowing that the weasel fur was different, and used it to harm people.

As for the truth of this matter, it is up to Wang Yuan to investigate. Mrs. Cui thanked her again and again. Li Qingxuan hurriedly said that he didn't dare. I got into the carriage and drove slowly. In the house, in the attic, Cui Luoshuang stood by the window, her face was still pale, watching the carriage gradually move away, her mood was very complicated, and finally, she sighed quietly. The early summer girl stood beside the young lady, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and said angrily: "Dengzi!