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The wind blew, and the branches swayed, cutting through the golden light, and it kept changing.

In the forest, there are birds flying by, chirping and chirping, insects coming out of their holes, trembling and crawling, and butterflies flying and dancing.

What a vibrant scene!

With a muffled snort, Luo Qing woke up from his sleep.

"Oh, it's really careless, how can I fall asleep in this wilderness, sir. ”

Luo Qing was secretly annoyed to herself, and got up from the ground with a grunt.

The events of last night are vivid, in this wilderness, the gangsters don't mention it, and there are many jackals, tigers and leopards, and if they don't check, they will lose their lives. If you lose your life like this, it's really not worth it.

As soon as he touched it in his arms, the hard money was still there, which made Luo Qing's heart a little more stable. However, when he took out the things in his arms one by one, he couldn't help but scold: "Which thief actually stole the master's gold paper!"

There is a lot of money, the black bag is still there, the old book "Qianyuan Iron Bone Gong" is also there, and even the leftover food that I ate yesterday is still on the ground.

But the three pages of gold paper disappeared abruptly.

"This thief is so strange, he has a lot of silver coins, and he doesn't steal the secret books of magic skills, but he just takes a fancy to those three pages of gold paper, is it not a treasure of these three pages of gold paper?"

Luo Qing angrily put away his own things one by one, and couldn't help but secretly figure it out, but after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't come up with a clue, and in the end, he could only give up.

Seeing the sun rising, Luo Qing touched his stomach and couldn't help but secretly complain: "Yesterday, the master ate more than a dozen meat buns, how can he still be so hungry? They all say that 'poor literature and rich martial arts', and they really don't deceive me. If it had been put aside before, before the magic had been practiced, the master might have starved to death. ”

Thinking of this, Luo Qing moved his body, and there was a burst of bone joints, as if he had infinite power to wake up in his own body. Looking at the injuries from yesterday's practice, they were all gone, intact as before.

This is strange, strange!

In the past, Luo Qing stole chickens and dogs, and on his own body, he was beaten and injured, and the small injuries continued, and the bruises were red and swollen, which was even more commonplace.

But yesterday, when he practiced the "Qianyuan Iron Bone Gong", Luo Qing was ruthless in his own house, beating constantly, his body was red and purple, and in some places he was bleeding from the skin.

Looking at it now, except for some gray-black dead skin on his body, the color has deepened, and his body is unharmed at all.

Tighten your fist and make a sound in the air.

It is recorded in "Qianyuan Iron Bone Gong" that in the realm of practicing skin, practicing Xiaocheng is like this.

"Could it be that the young master is still a martial arts wizard? However, this is not right, it is so easy to practice, that thief is the head, with this treasure book, he is in his thirties, he should have cultivated a long time ago, no one can be defeated, how can he be killed by a bull-nosed Taoist? It's really weird!"

The thief who stole the chicken was puzzled, but how did he know, he thought so, he really wronged the bloody man to slaughter Lin Tiannan, Lin Tiannan can also be regarded as a wizard of martial arts, otherwise it would be impossible to cultivate the "Qianyuan Iron Bone Gong" to the fivefold realm in a few years, and he would be a hero within a radius of a hundred miles. But no matter how talented Lin Tiannan is, he doesn't have three pages of gold paper to help, and of course, he doesn't have Luo Qing's cultivation speed.

Luo Qing had the heart to give it a try, and immediately, he punched out and hit a miscellaneous tree the thickness of an egg.

I only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the miscellaneous tree with the thickness of an egg in front of me broke off in response to the sound without any hindrance.

Luo Qing felt it slightly, there was an air current, transported to the ears, eyes, mouth and nose, as far as the eye could see, the broken eaves of the tree, the silk was dense, and it was clear to see.

Look at your fist again, intact and painless.

Luo Qing thought of the air flow in his body just now, and punched hard again, discounting the miscellaneous tree again.

It seems that the master has practiced the true qi, but this true qi is so small that it can only reach five or six trick points such as the mouth, eyes, ears and nose, but even so, the ordinary three or five bare-handed men are not the opponents of the master. ”

Luo Qing pondered for a moment, and then beat himself again, but it was only for a moment, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Of course, this is not to say that Luo Qing is afraid of pain and can't endure hardship, but his stomach is really not very competitive, just a few punches and kicks, which made him hungry in his stomach, as if he had been hungry for several years.

No, Luo Qing had to stop practicing, walk on the official road, and fill his stomach first.

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Out of Luojia Village, seventy or eighty miles to the west, there is Luoyang, the capital of the Great Xia Emperor.

There is no one of the most prosperous cities in Great Xia.

It is said that Luoyang, the capital of Great Xia, has countless strange people and strange people, and there are even more people who practice martial arts. Now that the thief who steals the chicken has practiced "Qianyuan Iron Bone Gong", he can be regarded as a person in this way, and his vision is naturally much higher, and now he no longer worries about his own livelihood, Luo Qing naturally thinks more, and if he wants to achieve great success, he will inevitably use a lot of treasure medicine refining body, Luoyang is the capital of Great Xia, and the treasure medicine will naturally not be less.

But when he thought of the price of those precious medicines, the thief who stole the chicken couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"That's it, that's it, let's talk about it then, let's take one step at a time. ”

Not much to say, all the way forward, after half a day, at noon, Luo Qing came to Luoyang, the national capital.

During the period, Luo Qing found an inn to rest, at first the shopkeeper saw that Luo Qing was dirty, and wanted to drive away, Luo Qing was angry, raised his hand and pushed the little two forward, the store naturally did not follow, called the thug and wanted to teach Luo Qing a lesson, but when he saw Luo Qing take out the silver money in his arms, the shopkeeper immediately changed his face with a smile, scolded the little two angrily on the spot, and greeted Luo Qing warmly, and instructed the little two to arrange accommodation.

"Dogs look down on people!"

Luo Qing scolded angrily in his heart, but he didn't bother with them, he knew in his heart that in this world, only strength is king!

No matter when and where, there is no shortage of such dogs who look down on people!

"In the future, the master will be successful in cultivation, see who still looks down on the master!"

Luo Qing was ruthless in his heart, and he strengthened his determination to cultivate.

After paying the money, Luo Qing asked the shopkeeper to buy a few sets of clothes and shoes, as well as a stick.

After getting the reward, the shopkeeper naturally agreed with a smile, but he did not leave directly, but looked at Luo Qing in a daze.

The clothes and shoes are easy to understand, after all, at this moment Luo Qing is dirty, his clothes are in tatters, the guests have money, and it is normal to change clothes, but if you want that stick, the shopkeeper is very puzzled: "What do guests want to do with that stick?"

Luo Qing naturally couldn't tell the shopkeeper to use that stick to cultivate, but he just said that it was useful.

The shopkeeper didn't want to ask too much, so he left directly.

Not long after, the shopkeeper came back again, bringing a few clothes and shoes, and a wooden stick more than half a foot long.

Luo Qing couldn't help but be a little amused when he saw it, the two ends of the wooden stick were round, the wooden body was slippery, and it was actually a rolling pin.

In the strange expression of the shopkeeper, Luo Qing took the clothes and other things, closed the door, took off and bathed, and scrubbed for a long time before getting up and putting on new clothes.

At this time, look at the little thief who steals chickens, his little face is still sallow, and his body is a little thinner than before, but his back is straight, like a spear standing proudly, as if there is such an unyielding spirit, which is contained in it.