Due to the poor root bones, every time he learns a martial art, Ruofeng needs to spend a lot of time and energy, not to mention these mysterious supernatural powers, he already has an extraordinary power of cold ice sword qi, so he gave up the idea of greed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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The Yu family is located in Qinghe Town, Nanle County, about 800 miles away from Qingxu Palace.

In the carriage, Ruofeng's eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were pinching the magic tricks, so he didn't waste a moment of time cultivating. Cultivation was unable to break through the third layer of the Qi Induction Realm, so what he was cultivating at this time was not the "Immortal Sutra", but the relatively easy buff type spell "Thick Earth Jue".

"All things are born by nature, the earth nurtures all things, and the earth is the mother of all things, and the root of all things grow. Born under the yellow sky, on the thick soil, you need to be down-to-earth in order to understand the spirituality of the thick earth. Accept its spirituality, nourish one's own body, and people should imitate the heaviness of the earth, increase flesh and blood, strengthen its vitality, continue its essence, nourish its spirit, and strengthen its flesh and blood. If the blood is full, the body will be strong, and if the body is strong, the life will be prosperous."

In this way, Ruofeng quietly comprehended the "Thick Earth Jue" every day, without distractions, the sound outside the car and the bumps of the carriage could not affect him, ten days later, the carriage finally arrived in Qinghe Town, and Ruofeng's cultivation of the Thick Earth Jue has gradually entered a good state, and the first layer of cultivation has been completed.

The physical body has clearly felt the effect of cultivating the "Thick Earth Technique", the blood qi in the body is more vigorous, the muscles and veins are stronger, the whole person is full of energy, and the long-term cultivation every day does not seem to be as tired as before.

The changes in his body surprised Ruofeng, but he didn't expect that the "Thick Earth Formula" that no one cared about in the Wendao Pavilion would have such benefits. Although it seems that it is not as obvious as the offensive and defensive methods to increase one's own strength, it can make oneself have a more vigorous spirit to cultivate, and Ruofeng is very satisfied with this.

The town of Qinghe is named after the Qingshui River that flows through this place. In addition to fishing and water, the townspeople also used the Qingshui River to transport cold iron ore to the bustling cities in the north. Cold iron is a very precious metal, and it is also one of the materials used to make ordinary weapons. The people of the world only know that there are large trading houses in the big cities that buy this metal in large quantities, but they do not know that most of these merchants are behind the monastic families and sects.

There are hundreds of millions of mortals in the world, and there are many skilled craftsmen with rich wisdom, who work as coolies to find and mine the minerals needed by the cultivators, and the monastic families and sects are also happy.

If you walk through the stone-paved streets, you can watch the people coming and going. In the past two years, I have stayed on the Ascension Immortal Peak all day, not eating the fireworks of the world, thinking all day long is cultivation, and what I do all day is also cultivation, and my personality has become dull, and I almost forget the worldly life.

Now that I have come to the world again, my heart is hot, and I have more kindness, I think of my parents, and I also remember my youthful heart again. Curiously looking at the juggling on the side of the street, and buying a rock sugar gourd to satisfy his hunger, the young man's face gradually hung an innocent smile.

Smiling and smiling, Ruofeng's smile gradually disappeared and became cold again. The feeling has changed, and so has the taste. After all, I have embarked on a path to get rid of the mortal dust in this life, and I can never go back to my old youth. Ruofeng felt a little gloomy in his heart, and thought lightly.

Undecided, Ruofeng has walked to the door of a large mansion, the word Yufu is written on the tall door, the door is open, and you can vaguely see the deep courtyard, which is the destination of this trip. Ruofeng gathered his thoughts and stepped forward.

The two sturdy men in front of the door saw a young man with a delicate face and a bright look, but his clothes were a little shabby, and one of them stepped forward: "What are you doing in Yufu?"

Ruofeng glanced at this person, unhurriedly took out a letter, and handed it over. "Please give this letter to the head of the Yu family, and say that I have something important to discuss. ”

The family frowned, and doubted that a young man could discuss anything important with the head of the family. After reading the letter, he glanced at Ruofeng a few more times, and still said, "You wait here for a while." And he went into the house.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a thin old man dressed as a housekeeper walked from the house in a panic with a smile on his face, and when he saw the young man in front of the door, he immediately folded his hands, his eyes lit up and said: "Qin Shaoxia, I've been waiting for a long time, please go in with the old man, the head of the family is invited." ”

Seeing that this person was so enthusiastic, Ruofeng also smiled and nodded slightly, and raised his steps and stepped into the rain mansion.

When Ruofeng entered, the housekeeper turned his head and said with a serious face to the two housekeepers: "Close the door of the mansion and don't allow anyone to come in." Then he smiled and walked towards the depths of the courtyard with Ruofeng. Only the two family members who looked at each other were left.

"Yes, Steward Chang. ”

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Passing through the three-story courtyard and a rockery, Ruofeng, who was still admiring the pride of the Yu family's mansion, was brought into a remote wing room in the backyard by Steward Chang. After the two entered the wing, the butler looked around the door, and after making sure that there was no one around, he locked the door.

Steward Chang's series of cautious actions surprised Ruofeng, but he didn't say anything.

Steward Chang noticed Ruofeng's expression, and said with a little embarrassment: "Don't joke about young heroes, this is an extraordinary time, and you have to be careful." The young man waited for a while, and the old man was waiting inside. ”

"Well, steward Chang only acts, I came here on the orders of the master this time to help the Yu family survive the disaster. "If the wind is blown. Thinking of the way through, I saw the guards patrolling the house, but I didn't see the family members coming in and out, Ruofeng also understood the caution of the housekeeper.

"So good, so good!"

After Steward Chang finished speaking, he walked to a mural in the room, and gently pressed it towards a place where trees were depicted in the painting, and suddenly there was a click under the mural, leaking a passage that extended downward.

"Young man, please. ”

When the wind enters it, the steward turns the mechanism next to the stairs, and the entrance closes again with a click.

The passage is not long, and the walls on both sides are lit by oil lamps. A short time later, the two of them came to the door of a room built underground.

Steward Chang knocked on the wooden door and said, "Master, I brought Qin Shaoxia here." ”

The door immediately opened, and a brightly dressed, but pale-faced middle-aged man walked out, it was the head of the family, Yu Huaiying, at first he had excitement on his face, and when he saw that Ruofeng was just a teenager, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he remembered the content of the letter, and he was relieved.

"Young man, please come in, the old man is waiting for you so hard. I don't know if Qingyang's great-ancestor is still well. Yu Huaiying has never seen Yu Qingyang himself, only knows that he left home more than 80 years ago to seek Taoism, only saw his portrait, thinking that even if he is a cultivator, he should be a gray-haired and old man at the age of more than 100 years, so he asked about his physical condition.