He Qi flew all the way, through the swamps and hills, the terrain gradually undulated, most of the time, only look at the ground to see the continuous mountains, the mountains are dense towering giant trees.

As the sun sets, red clouds are like fire.

A few beast roars occasionally came from the soles of his feet, and there was loneliness in the desolation.

He Qi is not afraid of flying in the clouds, according to his current ability, he does not need to be afraid of the fourth-order or fifth-order demon birds, if he really encounters it, he will cut it with a sword.

He Qi looked into the distance, in such a high altitude, there is no need for the Fire Eye Golden Pupil Technique, nor the Taiyi Wangqi Technique, you can see hundreds of miles away with the naked eye, which is in line with the sentence 'If you stand high, you can see far'.

It's just that the naked eye can't scout the front so closely.

As far as the eye can see, the horizon is lit up with a distinctive yellow light, which is different from the surrounding color, which should be the place of human habitation, and the different colors may be urban buildings, or some other color that reflects the color of the sunset on the horizon.

In the end, the monk is far superior to mortals, and it doesn't take long to look at the land that is hundreds of miles away.

After a stick of incense, He flew to the city gate, only to see that the yellow light reflected just now was the Lingtian dozens of miles outside the city.

It was the golden autumn, and the spiritual rice in the spiritual field was ripe.

The spiritual rice is a few feet taller, higher than the sorghum, and the rice produced by the spiritual rice is not comparable to ordinary grains, and the layers of rice that bear are reflected like gold in the sunset.

In the spiritual field, some low-level monks were harvesting spiritual rice.

Some people raised their heads, and looked at He Qi's undisguised light with a very envious look, the same monks, some people fly in the sky, some people are farming, the difference is big.

"Well, the Holy Confucianism here, which is very close to the Spirit Monkey Mountain, is not in a hurry for this day, retreat for forty years, break through the realm, just go to this small city to have a drink first, and then get to know the current Zezhou. ”

When approaching the city gate, He Qi pressed the clouds to fall, and at this time, a group of children playing outside the city gate raised their heads, looked at He Qi who was crossing the void, and shouted excitedly:

"Immortals, immortals!"

This small city is not far from the Holy Confucianism, under the influence of Confucianism, believing in the Confucian idea of "attaining the goal and helping the world", the monks in the city are good to mortals, and often reward them with money and wealth, so it also makes the young children in this city not afraid of the monks, and even see the monks also come forward to ask for rewards.

He Qi didn't know that there was such a custom in this place, and when he saw that group of young children rushing up excitedly, a whirlwind suddenly blew next to He Qi's body, blowing the young children who were about to surround him ten feet away, but He Qi was very skilled in controlling the wind, and no child was injured because of this.

This group of young children only know that the people who can fly are 'immortals', and they don't know the level of He Qi's cultivation, but a few monks at the gate of this city know that He Qi is extraordinary.

An eight-foot-tall and sturdy man hurriedly caught up with him and scolded: "Little cub, get out of the way quickly, you have collided with the Immortal Master, you have no good results!"

It may be that it has become a practice to ask the immortal master for money, but none of the children listened to him, this person hurriedly threw out a handful of scattered silver, and the dozen or so children with tattered clothes rushed up, and then ignored the surrounding He Qi.

The man shook his head, stepped forward and said with a little helplessness: "Don't blame the seniors, this is the rule set by the Lu seniors of the Holy Confucian Sect, and the Lu seniors asked the monks of our generation to do their best to the poor mortals in the eleven cities of the Spirit Monkey Mountain, so this group of little cubs dared to pester the seniors to ask for some reward!"

"I see, in this way, it's Yun and I'm stingy!" He Qi was slightly stunned and asked, "Who are you?"

The man lowered his head and said with a little flattery: "In Xia Li Sanshi, he is a hyacinth, leading people to make a living, and the small ones are clear in every corner of the city, or the villain will accompany the seniors to go around, and hire me as long as ten lower grade spirit stones."

When this man said this, his expression was somewhat similar to that of the young child who had just come to ask for a reward; there is a saying that a man's appearance as a minor is born by nature, and he is not good, and when he becomes an adult, the appearance of a man is determined by himself, which is called being born from the heart.

Of course, this appearance is also determined by a man's background.

If he really has a ravine, and has the means to reach the sky, then even if he is only three feet tall and looks like a child, he is angry, he can make people tremble, and all living beings bow their heads, and he raises his arm and waves it has a heroic and unparalleled momentum, looking at the world.

This man had a fierce look, and he didn't see a trace of manly arrogance on his face, and in that flattery contained the shrewdness of a little man, obviously hoping to get some reward for congratulating this potential 'great patron'.

He Qi said indifferently: "Lead the way ahead!"

The man's face was overjoyed, and he stepped in front of He to get up, and said, "Senior, where do you want to go? In this city, there are Xianyuan Zhai who sell spiritual weapons, there is a magic medicine workshop that sells spiritual pills, and the Sihai Pavilion is the place where you exchange and feast with fellow Taoists, and there is also the Meixian Courtyard where you want to go to the place where you indulge in ecstasy! Senior, which one do you want to visit?"

"Go to Xianyuanzhai!"

"Okay" Li Sanshi stepped out a few feet, but his body was a little shaky, and his left foot was on the ground, obviously a little lame, he didn't notice it when he walked slowly just now, and it was obvious that he was lame at this time.

If a monk is an ordinary injured tendon or broken bone, it is a trivial matter and can be healed quickly, but if it is caused by a wound in the meridians, or a wound caused by other spell monsters that have been harmed by the past, it will also leave permanent scars, or injuries that are difficult to recover.

He Qi glanced at this Li Sanshi with Taiyi Wangqi Technique, and saw that this person's spiritual power was not pure, but his physical body was quite outstanding, and he should be a physical practitioner, He Qi suddenly said: "Your leg meridians are injured, but it has not reached the point where it is seriously injured and difficult to treat, why are you lame!"

Li Sanshi smiled and said: "The little one has been lame for ten years, and ten years ago, he hunted demons in the deep mountains with a few friends, but he was unlucky, and he ran into a group of five poisonous frogs, and several of them all fell, and I was a little luckier, only one leg was lame." ”

"When I came back, I asked a pharmacist, and they all said that there was salvation, but I had to buy a superb continuation pill, and I was a little reluctant to use this spirit stone at that time, thinking that my iron armor skills were very extraordinary, and I should be able to recover slowly. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the not very reliable pharmacist to be really accurate this time, with my years of cultivation of iron armor, I can't heal the meridians!"

This man's self-deprecating laughter revealed helplessness, most of the scattered cultivators are like this, they are fighting for their lives for a little opportunity, and then they are injured, and they are reluctant to spend spirit stones, and many people don't take it seriously.

If it is really good, it can be slowly recovered, but in fact, many loose cultivation exercises are very inferior, after being injured, not only do they support hard, but also rely on the courage of blood and qi, blindly practice hard, and as a result, they leave a lot of hidden dangers, exhaust all the already small potential, and finally cultivate immortals for a lifetime, but they achieve nothing.

(End of chapter)