When such a major event happened in Gaoling City, which had always been quiet, it was naturally known to the Mingshan faction at the first time.

The head of the sect, Yang Jifeng, has a weak temperament, and he doesn't dare to provoke a high-level evil cultivator like He Yanxin, so he only sent two monks out to investigate, which can be regarded as a formality, and gives an explanation to the family of the fallen monk living in Gaoling City.

Recently, all the discussions in Fang City have been about this matter, and there are different opinions that the evil cultivator "He Fairy" has been spread to the mysterious.

The low-ranking monks did not understand the methods of the high-ranking monks, and later even swallowed the words of digging out people's hearts and swallowing them alive.

However, the entire Gaoling City was plunged into panic and hatred. Not only did he grit his teeth with hatred for He Yanxin, but he also hated the Mingshan faction who was timid and afraid.

Many of those fallen Qi Refining Cultivators were natives of the city, and they grew up in the territory of the Mingshan Sect since childhood, so worship was naturally indispensable.

But this kind of thing happened under the noses of the Mingshan faction, so they only found two people to go to the Yudai River to hang around, and they didn't even give an explanation, which made the monks in the city extremely chilled.

This kind of thing is different from going out to practice the fighting method, and if you die, you can only blame yourself for your lack of strength.

Being sucked dry of blood by the evil cultivator and dying was completely unjustified, it was simply a brutal massacre, and it was a provocation to the entire Gaoling City and even the Mingshan faction. And the sect that was supposed to take a strong move to destroy the evil cultivators did not make any movement.

He Miaomiao and He Quanling have never wandered out of the city. Now the outside of the city is almost deserted, and no one dares to go fishing and collecting medicine. Although they felt that it was impossible for He Yanxin to go and return, they did not intend to be the first bird.

Since they have not made any purchases, they only have about twenty spirit stones left on their bodies, and they can't even afford to rent them in the cave, so they can't wait to break a spirit stone into ten parts every day to use.

In the end, they encountered several shops that had lost their qi refining period, and the two of them each went to one to be helpers, which could be regarded as a relief.

He Quanling's Immortal Fu Pavilion specializes in selling first-order and second-order talismans, and the quality is average, but the price is cheaper than the city next to it. After this incident, most of the monks in the city were eager to empty their homes to buy attack charms.

The miscellaneous monks of the Immortal Fu Pavilion also fell in the Yudai River, the young man has been lost since he was a child, the shopkeeper is his distant relative, and he has been dependent on each other in Gaoling City for many years, who would have thought that he would just go out of the city to catch a few fish, and he never came back.

The shopkeeper's surname is Huang, a middle-aged male cultivator with a twelfth layer of qi refining, and the hot business that is about to break through the threshold all day long has not made him feel a trace of joy. sat in the backyard all day to draw talismans, and threw all the front to He Quanling in charge.

When He Quanling was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, He Miaomiao was so idle that he was about to get moldy.

There were almost no monks at the Lu Shi Dan Medicine Workshop she went to. When the shopkeeper had an argument with the Naruyama faction, he was injured a lot, and in order to prevent the shop from closing, he had to ask a monk to help watch it.

Shopkeeper Lu looks to be in his early thirties, and his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building is a little fierce, but his speech is quite gentle. As for what his name is, He Miaomiao still doesn't know, because as soon as she took off the notice, she was stuffed with a lot of precautions, and then there was no one in front of her.

Recently, the monks in the city have even saved the Bigu Dan, and they don't go out to practice, where will they buy any pills, and all the spirit stones have been sent to the Immortal Fu Pavilion.

He Miaomiao could only refine a small amount of spirit grass all day long, watching the usually lively Fang Market become deserted, and occasionally a figure appeared and went straight to the Immortal Fu Pavilion, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

"Alas... He Yanxin is less than half a pillar of incense, and he has pit a sect outside the city, and the lethality is really great. ”

He Miaomiao poured the last ball of spiritual liquid into the bottle, corked the bottle, got up and came to the backyard, and shouted at the closed door: "Shopkeeper Lu? I have refined this storage bag of spiritual grass, I don't know if there is anything else to do?"

"Nothing. Business is not good, you can go upstairs and rest by yourself. Shopkeeper Lu's tone was still a little low, but there was still no impatience.

He Miaomiao knew that he was also jealous and hateful, so after the fall of the previous miscellaneous monk, he went to the foundation building monk of the Mingshan faction to discuss the explanation, but he was injured by the two of them, and his heart has always been a little depressed.

He Miaomiao will not persuade this kind of thing, everyone has their own style of acting. Although she also hated He Yanxin's madness and disgusted that the Mingshan faction accepted money and did not eliminate disasters for others, she was not kind enough to stand up for those monks who died unjustly.

This kind of thing as a hero also depends on strength.

He Miaomiao saw that he was still depressed, so she had to shake her head and reluctantly go out of the backyard.

The shop in front of the pill shop is a two-story small building, except for some first-order high-grade pills, which is the residence of miscellaneous monks.

Not long after He Miaomiao came back from the Yudai River, he moved here, and He Quanling also lived in the Immortal Fu Pavilion, so as to save a lot of money on the rental fee of the Cave Mansion.

After meditating and cultivating on the second floor for a while, He Miaomiao only felt that the spiritual power in her body was of no benefit, and the absorbed spiritual power ran in a circle in her body, and she didn't know where it came from.

"When will you be a head when you cultivate like this... At the age of twenty-one, he has only been refining qi at the ninth level, and he has not made progress for two whole years, and when he completes his qi refining, he may lose all his teeth. ”

He Miaomiao pushed the aura mass with evil qi and slowly swam in his body, hating the exercises at the same time, but he was unwilling to relax.

Complaining is complaining, not cultivating is waiting for death, cultivation is also waiting for death, she is still willing to die on a higher cultivation.

After a stick of incense, the spiritual power returned to the dantian again, turning into four balls around the prohibition and strange fire, and the dantian was full of flowers and green, and she was upset when she saw it.

"What am I cultivating so for?" He Miaomiao suddenly felt a little weak, "I didn't want to beg before, I cultivated to feed my stomach." But now, with my cultivation, I can also go to the mundane and occupy the mountain as a king. You don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and it won't be a problem to live for 150 years. ”

"But why are you so unwilling?"

He Miaomiao didn't know what was going on with her, and there was a strange feeling in her heart, which made her feel impetuous and even a little confused.

"People with spiritual roots seem to be cultivating desperately, what are you trying to do? It is comfortable to be wrapped in spiritual energy, and it is also tempting to have strong power, but it seems that it is not only because of these. ”

She didn't have a clue when she thought about it, and she was still restless about the exercises, and she couldn't settle down more and more.

"Forget it, if you can't settle down, you won't meditate, and it's better to go out and hang around than to die. ”

He Miaomiao went downstairs to greet Steward Lu, followed a few monks who went to the Immortal Fu Pavilion, and came to the store together.

He Quanling was surrounded by a large number of monks, bargaining, asking about power, and wanting to steal while the chaos was too much for him to handle.

Seeing He Miaomiao's arrival, they hurriedly asked her to come forward to help, and the two of them were busy for a while before they sold out the talismans, and by the way, they drove away the monks who thought the talisman shop was the safest and came to hide from the disaster.