Soon, Long Aotian's source stone was cut out.

What Long Aotian didn't expect was that a three-inch-long dead root actually bloomed.

"What? Dry roots, this is too fake, isn't it?"

"This time, Long Aotian has lost his eyes, as long as that kid opens something casually, he can win the gamble. ”

"This kid's luck is too rebellious, I'm a little envious. ”

“......”

The onlookers looked at Long Aotian with a confused expression, and they all regretted it.

And Qi Ming's source stone issued a 10,000-year cold iron worth 300,000 taels of silver tickets.

Although the value of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron is not as good as the nine-petal purple lotus and the Alien Flame flame, the value is above the withered roots.

Long Aotian lost completely, he looked at Qi Ming with great resentment, but he couldn't say anything, turned around and left the Jinshi Gambling House.

He showed bad luck today, and it was not good for him to continue to gamble, so he simply walked away.

Qi Ming put the ten thousand years of cold iron and dead roots into the storage bag.

Although the withered roots looked unremarkable, what made Qi Ming frightened.

The withered root actually caused the black snake martial soul to tremble, indicating that this withered root has an extraordinary origin, and if there is a chance to save it, there may be an unexpected joy.

Forthwith.

Qi Ming left the Jinshi Gambling House, he had already obtained a lot of treasures, which attracted people's eyes, so he still didn't want to gamble.

Qi Ming found an inn.

The price of staying for one night was very expensive, costing fifty taels of silver, but Qi Ming did not negotiate the price and lived in it directly.

The room is simple and clean, but it is also comfortable.

Qi Ming then sat cross-legged on the bed and took out the fiery red spar from the storage bag.

The wisps of fire in the hedron seemed to be waving in the wind, emitting streams of heat.

"Different fire, there are a hundred kinds of different fires in the legend, and I don't know what kind of strange fire this is. ”

Qi Ming looked at the fiery red spar and muttered to himself.

Alien fire is a spiritual fire born between heaven and earth, with terrifying power, and it is the best flame for alchemy.

Of course, if the alien fire grows, it can also become a magic weapon to defeat the enemy.

Qi Ming had the heart to subdue the strange fire, but he had no experience in this area.

But just when Qi Ming's index finger moved.

The Black Snake Martial Spirit in his body automatically devoured it.

A swirl the size of a skull appeared in the dantian, pitch black as ink, releasing a powerful attraction.

Click.

As the attraction was generated, the fiery red hedron burst open, and the fiery red flame floated out of the room as if it had broken free.

But how could the Black Snake Martial Spirit let the fiery red flames escape, and immediately exerted a powerful attraction.

The fiery red flames were very reluctant, but they had to fly towards the Qi Ming Dantian.

The fiery red flame still wanted to resist, and he could enter the dantian, and he was subdued by the black snake martial spirit, and obediently became the little brother of the black snake martial spirit, floating in the dantian.

At this moment, Qi Ming finally knew the origin of the fiery red flame, which turned out to be the hundredth glazed pure flame flame in the different fire rankings.

Although it was only ranked one hundredth, it was indeed a powerful alien fire, which made Qi Ming overjoyed.

Moreover, Qi Ming also discovered the fact that as the glazed pure flame floated in his dantian, it released heat.

The true qi flowing through the dantian was actually refined, and the impurities in the true qi were incinerated to make the true qi more condensed and pure.

Although in this way, the amount of true qi has decreased a lot, but the quality has improved a lot, which has made Qi Ming's strength skyrocket a lot.

This made Qi Ming ecstatic.

Even if he doesn't refine the pill and doesn't have a face, but this glazed pure flame can purify his true qi, which can be regarded as an unexpected surprise.

In the future, he could take a large amount of pills, constantly worrying about too many impurities, because the glazed pure flame flame could refine impurities, which would make his cultivation speed a thousand miles away.

The next moment.

Qi Ming no longer paid attention to the glazed pure flame, but took out the nine-petal purple lotus.

The nine-petal purple lotus is divided into nine petals, purple all over, emitting a dazzling purple light, which is beautiful and exudes a holy atmosphere.

It is useless to keep the nine-petal purple lotus, but the medicinal effect will continue to spread, so it is better to take it as soon as possible to increase cultivation.

Forthwith.

Qi Ming took a purple lotus and put it in his mouth.

The purple lotus melts in the mouth, turning into a warm current that flows through the esophagus, stomach, and then into the meridians.

The energy of the purple lotus is very docile and peaceful, not even a little impurity, and it is extremely pure.

As soon as Fang entered the meridians, he was immediately assimilated by the True Qi, as if you have me, I have you, and there is no distinction between you and me.

"Sure enough, it is a miracle medicine, and it can be absorbed directly, which is much stronger than taking a Qi Condensing Pill. ”

Qi Ming secretly thought in his heart, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Time passed minute by minute, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Qi Ming swallowed all the nine-petal purple lotus, and the true qi in his body also rolled, like a great river of the Yangtze River, with turbulent waves.

With the last petal of purple lotus all absorbed.

A loud bang rang out in Qi Ming's mind.

His cultivation broke through to the sixth level of the samurai.

Then, after Qi Ming stabilized his cultivation, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The next few days.

In addition to going out to eat, Qi Ming basically devoured the Qi Condensation Pill in the room and continued to increase his cultivation.

The ancient ruins are about to open, and the cultivation will increase by one more point, and the grasp will also be greater.

Moreover, there is a glazed pure flame to refine the true qi, and Qi Ming no longer considers swallowing too many pills to cause the true qi to be impure.

Qi Ming's true qi was like a hundred and eight milky ways, dazzling, dazzling, and did not contain the slightest impurity.

After three days have passed.

Finally, the news came that the ancient ruins were going to be opened.

Qi Ming didn't delay any longer, and left Shicheng directly and headed west.

The West is where the ancient ruins are.

To the west of Shicheng is a deep mountain and old forest, with ancient trees and vines, and only a curved road is feasible.

From time to time, you can see the white bones of monsters and humans on both sides of the road, and they have been dead for a long time.

And Qi Ming also bumps into some martial artists from time to time, but both sides are very cautious, and when they meet, they will separate, and everyone doesn't seem to be causing unnecessary trouble.

Qi Ming naturally wouldn't take the initiative to cause trouble.

Just as it was nightfall, suddenly a figure rushed towards Qi Ming.

Qi Ming looked intently, and saw that the person who came was dressed in a golden robe, handsome and arrogant.

Who is it if it's not Long Aotian?

"Hillbilly, hand over the storage bag, I can spare your life. ”

Long Aotian's eyes were full of resentment, staring at Qi Ming, gritting his teeth and scolding.

He already hated Qi Ming, not only because Qi Ming won the bet, but also because Qi Ming humiliated him in public.

"What if I don't pay it?"

Qi Ming saw Long Aotian and sneered.

"If you don't pay it, I'll die!"

Long Aotian's eyes narrowed, bursting out with a cold and cold light.

Immediately, the spear in his hand stabbed at Qi Ming, aiming straight at his throat.

The spear was like lightning, and the spear flashed, like a meteorite falling to the earth.

The terrifying power bombarded in, and from afar, you could feel the sharp breath, as if it could break the skin of Qi Ming's throat.

"It's a good time!

Qi Ming shouted violently, and then pulled out the Xuanjin Sword behind him, and slashed out with a sword.