After walking and resting, He Miaomiao finally arrived dozens of miles away from Huaquan City.

After fighting with the female cultivator, she only felt that the signs of advancement were becoming more and more obvious, and the spiritual power in her body was a little eager to try, and the barrier had become extremely fragile unconsciously.

But who knew that close to the city, arrogant robbers and monks frequently appeared, so she had to take a detour all the way.

When he was about to walk out of the wilderness, he met a young man who was also a ninth-level qi refiner, and both of them were about to leave, but they were blocked by two robbery monks from the tenth-level qi refining, so they could only join forces to fight.

As soon as He Miaomiao's phantom came out, the powerless opponent was vulnerable and was quickly solved by her.

The sword in the young man's hand is not weak, and the moves are not much stronger than the widely circulated "Heaven Breaking Sword Technique", and after a few moves, the robbing monk will be lifeless.

After cooperating, the two were quite friendly, and they were polite to each other while walking towards the city.

After a few words of greeting, the young man named Chen Li looked indignant and complained to He Miaomiao about the current situation in Huaquan City.

"Since the guards and thieves left, no one has obeyed the rules of Huaquan City, and now let alone fifty miles, even the city gate can be robbed!

He Miaomiao also despised it to the extreme, when he was the lord of the city, he pretended to care, and if he didn't do it, he would treat human life like a mustard, and with his outrageous habits, it was not a pity to die.

Wei Changfeng's occupation of the Heshan faction has both praise and depreciation in the scattered cultivation.

Some people think that Wei Changfeng used loose cultivation to capture the Heshan faction, and he gained great benefits, but he left Huaquan City alone, resulting in frequent robberies and chaos.

The most important thing is that his Taoist companion Chang Ruyan's family now considers himself to be the second in the Wei family, and he is rampant and domineering in Huaquan City and even the entire Lingnan, and his style of acting is despicable, but he is helpless.

There are also a few people who think that as long as the cultivation is high, even if they occupy the spiritual vein, it is a matter of course. There will always be no shortage of people who advocate strength.

But Wei Changfeng's status in the heart of low-level scattered cultivators has always been inferior to before.

However, the high-ranking monks were calm and unresponsive.

The entire Lingnan is complete, and there are only more than ten people in total. Some of them can't be retreated all year round, and the rest are in their own formations, and a medium-sized spiritual vein can't condense them.

What's more, the Wei family has five people in addition to Wei Changfeng, and with the topography of Changfeng Mountain, even if someone is dissatisfied, they will not act rashly.

No matter what the outside world is, Huaquan City hates the Wei family and the Chang family, and a native monk like Chen Li can't wait to kill Changfeng Mountain in person.

Along the way, the two encountered two groups of robbers, killed once, escaped once, and finally ran into the city before they ran out of strength, which was considered to have escaped.

Chen Li palpitated, panting and said: "He Daoyou, my home is in the west of the city, so I won't go with you." You have to be careful when looking for a guest house, the cave is not as safe as it used to be!"

He Miaomiao nodded in thanks, parted ways with him on the street, and walked in the direction of the cyclamen.

She didn't know much about Huaquan City, and she didn't want to find a place to live at will. I was under the impression that there were few cyclamen monks, and the female nuns who worked as odd were polite and thoughtful, but not overly enthusiastic, but they were very much in line with her wishes.

Arriving at the door of the store, He Miaomiao found that the cyclamen was already dilapidated, although the shopkeeper and the miscellaneous female cultivator were there, they were sitting on the side with a sad face.

Seeing her enter the door, the nun stood up and received her with a sad face. "Fellow Daoist, do you want accommodation?"

"Yes, I don't know your store... Are you still renting the cave mansion?" He Miaomiao looked at them, a little unsure whether to do business or not.

"If you want to live, you naturally have to rent. But now the environment is a little worse, please forgive me. The nun led the way inside, hiding her sorrowful countenance and showing a somewhat reluctant smile.

He Miaomiao entered the inner courtyard and found that it was indeed more messy.

The carefully planted spiritual flowers and spiritual grass were all destroyed, gradually withering on the ground, and the surrounding of the cave was also littered with rubble, and there were several traces of fighting.

"Fellow Daoist, what's going on, it's been chaos in the city to this point?"

The nun looked helpless, and there was a bit of resentment in her tone.

"Wei Changfeng left in a dashing manner, becoming the overlord of the earth, leaving behind a shop like ours with no background, suffering in Huaquan City, but it is a pity to abandon it. Our cyclamen is inconspicuous, and that's good!"

He Miaomiao also sighed mostly, the once deserted but exquisite inn has now become like this, and she feels pathetic to outsiders.

She couldn't help but think of the allusions she had seen before, that the catastrophes all started from small chaos, and most of the cities today could not maintain stability, and she didn't know if the Lingnan Mountains would fall into chaos completely.

"But don't worry, our shopkeeper has repaired the formation, and if you add a few more places by yourself, it will be safer than living outside. Where they have just been robbed, they will not come again. ”

The nun took He Miaomiao to a medium-sized cave mansion, but she only accepted five spirit stones, and left in a hurry without even a deposit.

The aura of the Middle Cave Mansion was still abundant, but He Miaomiao felt that the cyclamen might not be far from closing completely.

It takes at least a year to choose the lord of the city, and there will definitely be no peace in the city this year. Cyclamen has no background, and the spiritual vein branch it occupies will definitely be targeted by those who have a heart, and when it attracts monks who are higher than the shopkeeper's cultivation, they can only give it up.

He Miaomiao activated all the formations, and then offered the newly purchased low-grade formations to the underground, which was not a good defensive formation, which could be regarded as a peace of mind.

After repairing and cleaning up, the fatigue and minor injuries of fighting outside the city have dissipated, and the four-color spiritual power in the dantian has already been agitated, and she continues to suppress it before she regains her calm.

She did not use the Gathering Spirit Pill, but directly operated the exercises, absorbing the spiritual energy from the outside world, and at the same time letting her spiritual power turn into a trickle, circulating in the meridians.

After half a pillar of incense, the meridians were already sore, and there was a slight tingling, which was caused by being squeezed by a large amount of spiritual power.

She was not in a hurry, and continued to absorb the aura of the outside world, so that the meridians that seemed to have reached the limit were once again condensed and expanded by external forces.

After running for a few hours, the meridians finally reached the limit of development, and He Miaomiao let the spiritual power continue to impact the invisible barrier.

The weak barrier was vulnerable, but it was slammed open in a few clicks, and a familiar roar sounded in his head, and the sea of knowledge spread outward like a spreading water streak, and he could already see a mile away.

He Miaomiao felt that if she focused on her divine sense and probed in one direction, she would definitely be able to see about two miles.

In just a moment, she withdrew her divine consciousness and looked inwardly into the dantian.

The four-color spiritual power group surrounding the black runes grew significantly, and together with the evil qi, it became more refined.

He Miaomiao didn't care about this, she withdrew her inner vision, continued to meditate, and stabilized her cultivation, until late at night, she found her divine sense again, wrapped in a strange fire and began to refine.