He pondered in his mind that perhaps he should pay more attention to tomorrow.

Suppressing all these chaotic thoughts in the bottom of his heart, he calmed down his state of mind and began to cultivate.

Slowly closing his eyes, he silently ran the "Three Yin Killing Demon Qi".

As this internal skill was promoted to the first level, he already had all kinds of cultivation experience in his mind, and he would not make any mistakes.

Following experience, he began to practice.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to sense that in his body, in the meridians, the yin and evil qi that was slightly thinner than chopsticks was swimming in the meridians, constantly refining each meridian.

It was far easier than the original cultivation entry.

However, this is also a great danger, at that time, if it is not good, it is possible that the meridians will be exhausted, and even go mad and become a dead person.

The Yin and Evil Qi slowly swam in the meridians for a cycle, and after running for a week, Yao Qian felt that the Yin and Evil Qi in the meridians had increased slightly.

However, this growth is too slow, and if it is an ordinary martial artist, he can't even notice it, that is, his five senses are extremely sensitive, so he can detect these slight differences.

"It seems that my internal cultivation qualifications are really not good. ”

sighed, but he didn't care, with the hole card of 'Blue Star' in his hand, at most the future improvement depends on potential points.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he remained motionless, like a clay statue.

One night passed in this seemingly boring, but in fact interesting cultivation.

By the time he opened his eyes, it was already light outside the window.

He jumped out of bed, and when he was cultivating, he didn't feel the slightest feeling, but now he felt a slight paralysis in both legs.

stretched his muscles and bones, and suddenly his whole body made a 'crackling' sound like fried beans, and in his body, the flow of qi and blood was also faint.

With a long exhalation of turbid breath, Yao Qian only felt a hundred times more energetic.

The practice of internal strength is indeed the opposite of external strength.

External practice is extremely exhausting in terms of physical strength and energy.

Every time the cultivation ends, it is an extreme oppression of the body, and it is better to die immediately.

However, the practice of internal strength is continuous, but it is like a supplement to the body.

Although he had not cultivated internal strength before, he had long coveted internal strength for a long time, and naturally he also learned a lot of news about it.

His own cultivation or demonic internal strength has such a strong effect, not to mention the authentic orthodox internal strength, most of these internal skills are pure and pure yang, and the tonic effect on the body is also better.

In particular, he had heard that there was a kind of internal power that was specially used for health preservation.

This kind of internal strength may be used for killing, which is not enough to compare with other internal strengths, but it is not impossible to focus on health preservation and have all kinds of magical effects, and even increase the life span of cultivators, and live for decades longer than other martial artists.

However, he had heard of all of this, and he had never really seen a martial artist who cultivated this kind of internal strength, and as for this kind of internal strength, he had never seen it.

The internal power that can increase the life span is a real treasure wherever it is placed.

From the king to the common people, who doesn't want to live forever for a long time, although this kind of health preservation and internal strength can not achieve this effect, but can increase the life span by ten or even decades, who does not yearn for it? Who is willing to give up?

Thoughts welled up in his heart, and he also walked out of the house.

When I came to the courtyard, I took a deep breath and left a fragrant mouth.

At this time, it is already early autumn, the golden osmanthus has bloomed, and the ground is also covered with petals, which looks different and exquisite.

He slowly soothed his body, and at the same time pulled out the blood killing knife from his waist and slowly swung it.

Nowadays, morning cultivation has become a daily must-have item, and even with the help of the 'Blue Star', even if you don't practice for a hundred years, there will definitely be no possibility of being unfamiliar.

However, he understands the truth that industry is good at diligence and frolic, and that he is successful in thinking and destroying.

Even in this terrifying world, the ability to live can be neglected day by day, and if you want to do other big things, it is simply a fantasy.

Those who have achieved great things can often see his focused side in terms of small things with him.

One knife and one style, Yao Qian slowly gestured, and the Five Tiger Broken Door Knife slowly unleashed in his hand.

And his speed gradually accelerated, every time he did it again, he would inevitably speed up the rhythm of the knife technique, and in the end, the whole courtyard was his figure.

The sharp roar of the blade cutting through the air continued to sound, and the entire sword technique was exerted by him.

Soon he changed to a knife technique, a big splash knife technique!

Suddenly, the wind swept away!

A large patch of golden petals on the ground was swept into the air by his sword, and a tornado seemed to have formed in the small courtyard out of thin air.

The large petals turned into a whirlwind sea, gorgeous and colorful.

Even the maids who got up in the morning to serve Yao Qian were dumbfounded, and their eyes were full of brilliance, as if they wanted to pounce on him immediately to give birth to monkeys.

After performing the entire sword technique several times, the blood killing knife came out of his hand, pierced into the rockery not far away, and went a few inches deep, the hilt of the sword 'buzzed' and trembled, and he was the palm shadow flying, hitting out repeatedly, bombarding in the whirlwind of the rolling sea of flowers, scattering the entire sea of flowers, and scattering them on the ground again.

After exerting all kinds of martial arts on his body, Yao Qian slowly stopped.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time he was already sweating profusely and sweating wet.

The glamorous maid, who had already seen the opportunity, sent the hot water that was already cold and freshened him up.

At this time, the sun in the sky has risen high, and the sun is spreading, and it is slightly hot.

Yao Qian, who had changed into a new set of clothes, walked out of the room and went straight to the front hall of the mansion.

When he came to the front hall, Lao Xiancheng was sitting on the table and chair and was working, Yao Qian didn't disturb his thoughts, and when he came to his own room, he went straight to the table and sat down.

Remembering what happened last night, he looked at the pile of old tall papers on the table, reached out and took a copy and read it.

A copy of this document was roughly swept through by him, and soon he found the case that the arrester had said last night.

Not long after he left, there was a series of dead cases in Kunyang Xicheng.

And according to the records on the paperwork, the bodies of these dead were very horrible.

Often when they are found, all their essence and blood have disappeared, and the whole body looks like an old man, full of gorgeous hair and deep wrinkles.

At the beginning, even the arresters in the Kunyang Mansion did not pay attention to this kind of case.

Yao Qian could guess if he thought about it, Xicheng was the source of chaos in Kunyang City, and most of the people living in it were poor people from three religions and nine ranks, and it was too common for people to die and be injured every day.

If there were no dead people in Xicheng, that would be the real anecdote.

Besides, the people don't raise it, the officials don't hold it accountable, and I haven't seen anyone come to the government to report the case.

Who knew that things were not so simple, as more and more corpses of the elderly people were found, not only did the three sects and nine streams in Kunyang Xicheng feel that something was wrong, but even the government also noticed that something was wrong.

The government had to go out to investigate, and they soon found out.

It turns out that these old men are not old people at all, but they are all fierce warriors.

It's just that I don't know why, after being killed, I became such a person and a ghost.

Yao Qian opened several documents in a row, and his face gradually became serious, most of the records in these documents were related to this case, and they were all injured in this case.

He went through all the paperwork, calculated it in his heart, and his face became even more gloomy.

Since he left, more than twenty people have died in the entire Xicheng, and they are all warriors.

Such a strange way of dying had to make him think about it.

"Is it weird?"