Chapter 2 Trash Star

Looking around at the inquisitive expressions of his companions, Qingjian smiled faintly and said: "You have all seen that the environment here is very harsh, and it can be said that it is no longer suitable for human beings to survive, but they can't leave, in order to survive, in order to satisfy their desires, often everything is done to the extreme, maybe for a spell that is almost destroyed, they will immediately draw their swords against each other, as the so-called poor mountains and bad waters out of the people, this is the case." ”

The young man with the sword hanging from his waist on the side said: "It is said that in the rules of heaven and earth of this Neptune, as long as you reach the first tribulation of the Jindan period, you will get a chance to ascend and you can enter our upper world, is it true?"

Qingjian nodded: "There is indeed such a saying, and there is indeed such a thing." However, even if they cultivated to the Golden Pill Stage, they would not be allowed to enter our Burning Sky Star and other sub-stars. ”

"Why?" asked almost everyone in unison.

This time, in the face of the inquisitive expressions of his companions, Qingjian only shook his head lightly and smiled without saying a word.

"The former home planet has become a garbage star now, and it depends on garbage to survive... What a poor bunch of people. Sister Ting sighed, and suddenly there was something strange in her consciousness, she hurriedly looked at Qingjian, who nodded, and went to explore the source of the strange appearance together.

Everyone looked intently, and saw a young man standing on the ground, with unkempt hair, dirty black cheeks, a few rupture and crudely mended clothes, and a pair of homemade animal skin boots under his feet.

That's right, a disdain indeed!

"He... Why?" everyone except Qingjian and Tingmei shouted, "No matter what, we people are much stronger than him, right?"

"Yes, yes, even I, who have extremely poor cultivation talent, completed the foundation building at the age of seven, and in the past five years, I am about to hit the Jindan stage, and now he is only a mere fifth level of the Qi refining stage, and he is simply a small ant in front of me, and he actually dares to despise an eagle like me?"

"Forget it..."Qing Jian waved his hand: "Even if this kind of person is lucky enough to cultivate to the Jindan stage in the future, he will not be able to enter our world, he is completely a person from the two worlds, and there will be no intersection in the future, let's continue to travel the star field." ”

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On the ground, the crowd had already rushed up the garbage mountain, and their respective camps were looking for the area to occupy, and at this time the advantage of the large number of people was reflected, and suddenly someone shouted: "Damn, don't come here, here is excrement." ”

Someone bared his missing front teeth and laughed: "The smell on your body is not much better than excrement, what do you dislike?"

There was the old man squatting on the garbage heap, reaching out and grabbing a handful, there were broken rune paper, there were refining residues, mixed with some medicinal residues, observed for a moment, frowned and sighed: "Alas! Nowadays, the quality of garbage is getting worse and worse, you can see that the content of pure gold and mythril in these refining residues is almost negligible, and the rune paper and cinnabar are almost useless, and the taste of medicinal residues is getting weaker and weaker." ”

An old man next to him nodded: "It seems that the purification technology of the world above is also improving, and if it goes on like this, it will be difficult in the future." ”

"Alas, a year is not as good as a year!"

"Hurry up!" Ma Hongjiang scolded loudly, staring at a pair of leopard eyes and sweeping back and forth to prevent concealment of smuggling, suddenly there was a flash of light, Ma Hongliang subconsciously thought that it was a good thing, his eyes swept away, and he was put into a broken backpack before he had time to see clearly, Ma Hongjiang almost immediately yelled and rushed over: "Stop! Put things down for me!"

Ma Hongjiang's cultivation has reached the sixfold peak realm of the Qi refining period, and he only needs to work hard to reach the sevenfold, and the speed is naturally not comparable to ordinary people, almost striding over, reaching out to grab the backpack, but he saw that the owner of the backpack was Duan Qing.

Stopped his footsteps, squinted his leopard eyes, Ma Hongjiang carefully looked at the rag bag, judging from the shape of the bulging bag, it was round and round, it should be the shape of a small ding, and the exposed corner was emitting a shining silver light, heavy, although he had never seen it with his own eyes, but as a monk, he immediately realized that this was an alchemy furnace!!

Not just intact but mutilated!

However, for many years, there has never been a single complete artifact in the garbage mountain, let alone a Dan furnace?

It's a magic weapon!

Feeling that the people from the other gangs around him also seemed to feel the flash of Fang Cai, and gradually surrounded him with a puzzled face, Ma Hongjiang's anxious eyes were red, and he shouted in a low voice: "Give me something, you will be my Ma Hongjiang's guest in the future, the guest, you can pick those women at will, your age is not too young, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Qing glanced at him, interrupted him coldly, and said, "Do you want to die?" ”

The voice without the slightest emotion, as if coming out of the ice cellar, the bone-chilling air made Ma Hongjiang think that this Duan Qing is not easy to mess with, he is not the old Duan head who died, this is a wolf cub, the lesson from the past happened not long ago, although Wu Qiankun was killed by the yin, but this kid is ruthless enough, even if he can kill him now, at least he has to pay the price of serious injury, what does it mean to be seriously injured here? Aren't the dozen or so unlucky eggs thrown out of the settlement every year the best example?

Do you have to count on those ordinary people?

Ma Hongjiang's mind was in a hurry, and the minds of the other gangs also rushed over, looking at the shape of the rag bag, the shining silver light, the reality was like an expired aphrodisiac, burning his nerves, Ma Hongjiang was anxious, with the Dan furnace, there would be more pills, he would make himself stronger, there would be a bigger territory, there would be more women and resources...

This virtuous cycle is enough to give Ma Hongjiang the confidence to reach the foundation building period within five years!

At this time, the little thief beside Ma Hongjiang rolled his eyes and whispered: "Master Ma, now is not the time for a dispute, this kid is ruthless enough, and those guys will not sit idly by, it's better for us to give up first, and then take it back, anyway, he can't run out of this world." ”

Ma Hongjiang listened to it, felt reasonable, looked at the bulging pocket, took a deep breath, his eyes were red, and finally turned to leave, but as if something was pulling him, he was struggling.

The other minds also glanced at the strategist beside them, and then at the other people's faces with hungry wild dog-like expressions, and finally decided to take a long-term view and withdraw one after another.

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Duan Qing waited in place for a quarter of an hour, no one returned, turned around and walked back slowly, but his steps were getting faster and faster, after walking out of the range of the garbage mountain, he almost rushed home, and began to pack up his things when he entered the house, all the food and clothing were stuffed into a big bag, and he carried it on his back, turned around and glanced back at the dilapidated hut, his eyes were fixed on the broken shelves that could be called bookshelves, or he took out all the clothes in his backpack and put these dozens of books into it...

Yes, Duan Qing is going to run away, he has always lived in this place since he was a child, and he is too clear about the importance of complete magic weapons, the garbage mountains in this area support tens of thousands of people, dozens of settlements, but there has never been a single complete magic weapon, even if those people in Ma Hongjiang can't be sure whether they are complete, how can they give up?

They will definitely choose a specific moment to sneak attack.

"Brother Qing, are you at home?"