Yang Qing's divine consciousness consumes too much, as if he hasn't been able to sleep for dozens of days, he resists without resting, and even hurts his soul, after falling asleep deeply, the divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness quickly recovers, and in the process of recovery, his divine consciousness grows and becomes stronger.

Divine consciousness is even more bizarre than true yuan, only a very few pills can restore divine consciousness, and these pills are more than a hundred times more precious than the Qing Mantra Pill, Yang Qing has never heard of it.

In this earthen house, there will be no more dangers, and you can sleep peacefully, with no other thoughts in your heart, as if you are in peace. This sleep, and slept until dawn.

The warm sunlight shone on the clay kang along the gap between the windows, and Yang Qing, who was coiled on the clay kang, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of energy, and they had recovered as before.

Feeling something, the divine consciousness was instantly released from the Yintang acupoint at the center of the eyebrows, after this battle, Yang Qing's control of the divine consciousness was more skillful, and the divine consciousness spread down, covering the range of seventy zhang around the body.

The divine consciousness is enhanced, although it cannot be ignored like a ghost, the earthen walls, doors and windows can be passed through, but through the obstacles such as window paper, it is possible, and the radius of seventy zhang can be seen clearly.

The four members of the Sun family were on their way home, with a look of worry and fear, obviously worried about whether Yang Qing would subdue the powerful ghosts.

Several people soon came to the gate of the courtyard, looked inward with their feet, hesitated, and did not dare to enter rashly.

Yang Qing saw the four members of the Sun family, but his realm was insufficient, and he couldn't transmit the sound with his divine sense, so he could only turn over and get off the kang and walk to the door to greet a few people.

The four members of the Sun family saw Yang Qing's face as usual, and the heart of the child was temporarily put down, the old lady's pace was relaxed, not like the one who moved and picked it when she just walked yesterday, the osmanthus had a ruddy complexion, although it was still like the beginning of a serious illness, but her complexion was healthy.

When I walked into the house, there was no change from yesterday, but the smell of decay that had not been inhabited for several years filled the air, and the four members of the Sun family knew that the ghost had come.

"Shaoxia, has that powerful ghost ever surrendered?" said the old lady expectantly, her wrinkled lips trembling slightly. Sure that the ghost has come, Yang Qing's expression is normal at this time, the old lady has already guessed a few points, and she asked in person before she was sure.

When the old lady asked this, Hanghua and the others also looked at Yang Qing expectantly.

"Auntie, don't worry, that ghost has been broken up by me" Yang Qing said loudly and kindly, the old lady's ears are not good, and her voice is too low to hear clearly.

"Okay, good, thank you Shaoxia for helping," the old lady said excitedly, and a few people who hung flowers also echoed.

"Auntie, there's nothing else, the kid is leaving" Yang Qing pulled the old lady's shriveled and wrinkled hands, patted her palms, and said with a grin.

"Shaoxia, if you want to leave, you have had breakfast and go on the road, what is the matter with an empty stomach" Osmanthus said retentively, she knew that Yang Qing would definitely leave today, and she couldn't keep it for a day.

"No, sister-in-law, I also have something to do here, so I'll go" Yang Qing closed the old lady's palm, said this, turned around and walked out of the door, with a resolute tone.

"Shaoxia, you must come and sit if you have a chance," the middle-aged man said sincerely, seeing that Yang Qing had made up his mind, he no longer forced him to stay.

"Certainly, definitely, let's go back" Yang Qing waved his hand to a few people, his steps were very large, and he walked out of the courtyard in a few steps, and disappeared as soon as he turned around.

"Mother, why haven't you..."Sun Er asked suspiciously, wondering why his mother kept her head down and didn't speak.

"This child—" said the old lady, who was holding a silver ingot of ten taels in her shriveled and wrinkled palm, and opened her mouth full of deep wrinkles.

There were only less than 100 taels of scattered silver on his body, and he left 10 taels for the old lady, all because the old lady was old and quite pitiful, as for the old lady and Sun Er, they had hands and feet, and no matter how poor they were, they did not deserve sympathy.

Yang Qing's pace was very fast, and after a while, he left the village, recalling the scattered memories he got last night while hurrying on the road.

These scattered memories are quite scattered, most of them are useless to Yang Qing, and they are left aside and ignored, so as not to be affected by memories that have nothing to do with him. A monk with enough realm can instantly forget what he doesn't want to remember, Yang Qing only knows the sea realm, and he can't do that.

What Yang Qing wanted to get from the evil ghost was nothing else, but the secret technique of indulging in evil qi, Yang Qing saw that the powerful ghost wrapped the evil qi outside his body, and was shocked to find that this powerful ghost could actually indulge in evil qi.

For Yang Qing, this secret technique is too important, the evil qi melts into the blood, and it is difficult to pull out the medicinal power of the Qing Mantra Pill, and this secret technique can actually control the evil qi for his own use.

The ghost wants to bite Yang Qing's soul, Yang Qing may die if he doesn't break it up, and the ghost is scattered, most of the memories have been dispersed, and Yang Qing has not obtained the secret technique of indulging in evil spirits.

The only clue is a scene that seems to have nothing to do with the secret art, and it is also the last piece of information that Yang Qing got before he fell asleep, a place called Dream Abandoned Ridge.

This Dream Abandoned Ridge is a desolate mountain, and Yang Qing has never known the specific location, so he can only rush to the nearest town first, and then make plans.

According to the old lady's account yesterday, she walked quickly on the sheep intestine path, and after strange turns, she got on a fairly spacious dirt road.

Yang Qing raised his speed to the limit, pretending to be a strong wind, faster than a horse, and his clothes were fierce.

Extreme speed running is not suitable for rushing, but it is an effective way to refine the body, strength, endurance, explosiveness, and flexibility will be rapidly improved, Yang Qing's whole body muscles develop and balance, this is to run, the muscles of the whole body are exerting force, although many forces act on the empty place, but can make Yang Qing run for a long time without feeling too tired.

When manpower is poor, running so fast is extremely physically demanding. When the physical strength is exhausted and the whole body is extremely tired, after eating a spirit fruit, he will practice the sixteen forms of the innate realm of the "Thirty-six Styles of Mixed Yuan".

For Yang Qing, the sixteen styles of the innate realm of this "Thirty-six Styles of Mixed Yuan" are far more important than the ten styles of the sea realm, under Yang Qing's opportunity, the muscles of the whole body are developed and balanced, and the ten styles of the sea realm are no longer of any use to him.

After all, no matter how long it takes to cultivate the Ten Styles of the Sea Realm of Mixed Yuan Thirty-six Styles, it is difficult to achieve the balance of muscle development in the whole body like Yang Qing, and it can only be kept approaching.

Yang Qing's whole body muscles developed and balanced, and a single muscle movement could affect the whole body, but Yang Qing realized that this was just the beginning.

Running and stopping all the way, I asked passers-by about the location of Abandoned Dream Ridge a few times, but they all shook their heads and didn't know, obviously Abandoned Dream Ridge is not such a famous place.

Passing by a small town, after Yang Qing entered the town and inquired a few times, he really met a passer-by who had heard of Abandoned Dream Ridge, and this passer-by also heard about it from others, and he didn't know the specific location.

At this time, Dream Abandoned Dream Ridge had a slight eyebrow, and at this time, the general location was known, Yang Qing wanted to rush to Moon Lake City, and then go to find the unknown Dream Abandoned Dream Ridge.

In the afternoon, Yang Qing rushed to the outside of Moon Lake City, this Moon Lake City is much worse than Fengju City, the gray city wall, the listless guards, less solemn and heavy, more easy.

The entrance fee to Moon Lake City requires one or two silver, which is a big burden for ordinary people, so most of the people who come and go to Moon Lake City are people from the city or businessmen, followed by Yang Qing and people dressed as ordinary warriors, and there are very few people in the countryside.

Yang Qing honestly handed over a tael of silver, and the yawning guards didn't bother to look at him again, and waved his hand to let him go quickly, so as not to get in the way.

Moon Lake City is named after the crescent-shaped lake naturally formed in the city, there are three small springs in this small lake, which can ensure that the water of this crescent moon lake is clear and does not dry up.

Yang Qing doesn't know poetry, and he can't touch the scene, so he sings a swan song for the ages, a rough person, he doesn't understand the scenery, and at this time, he is looking for someone to inquire around.

Some pedestrians were in a hurry, some were not in a hurry, wandering and shopping, Yang Qing inquired several times, but the other party did not turn his head, waved his hand to drive him away.

Yang Qing didn't think it was a pestle, and he didn't go to the hot face and cold buttocks, so he looked around for a restaurant and asked a little second to ask for clarification.

Pay attention, speed up your footwork, and walk along the bustling streets, where the small vendors and vendors shout vigorously, for fear of being overshadowed by the voices of their peers.

Yang Qing dodged the spittle in the hawker's mouth and shuttled between pedestrians, fast, but he could not rub or collide in the crowded crowd.

didn't go far, he heard a noise in front of him, Yang Qing thought it was the buyer and the vendor bargaining and arguing, but he didn't care, and planned to hide.

Approaching the crowd of onlookers, the screams like killing pigs made Yang Qing know that something was wrong, and it was disrespectful to release his divine sense to sweep, Yang Qing squeezed through the crowd of onlookers, and saw where the vendors were fighting, but four or five soldiers beating an emaciated dealer man.

Five soldiers were dressed in leather armor, holding red tasseled spears in their hands, and with the other end of the wooden handle of the spear, they vigorously pestled the dealer on the ground.

This banker's man, dressed in a short linen robe, curled up his body, covered his head with his hands, and let out a cry of pain, at this time his nose was blue and his face was swollen, there were blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, and the gun fell on his body, and what kind of scars were made by the short linen robe, and he couldn't see clearly.

The five soldiers, scolding in their mouths, did not spare any strength in their hands, and it seemed that they were beating to death.

The onlookers, not knowing the reason for the incident, pointed in a low voice, and saw the beaten dealer man, with a trace of sympathy in his expression.

These onlookers, some of the samurai dressed up, watched expressionlessly, walking the rivers and lakes, they have seen a lot of such things, how can they recklessly meddle in such idle things, and finally get into trouble.

They didn't care, but someone took care of it, Yang Qing stepped forward, and he didn't see much force, and the five soldiers threw them away, and the onlookers couldn't dodge, and were almost knocked to the ground, and some onlookers were almost injured by the swinging spears.

The five soldiers were confused by this sudden situation, their bodies were half collapsed, and they looked up to see Yang Qing dressed as a warrior, and they were annoyed and angry. The five soldiers roared, their spears out in unison.

The spear was sharp, and when it was pierced, it was a bloody hole, and when the onlookers sighed that Yang Qing was reckless, they turned their heads and didn't dare to look at the bloody scene that was about to happen.

The other samurai, apparently having gone through several lives and deaths, did not blink in their eyes, and there was still a trace of excitement in their hearts.

Yang Qing didn't feel reckless, looking at the five spears that were pierced, his face was calm, the guns seemed to be fierce, but the strength floated, the five spears seemed to cover the whole body, but they scattered the attacks, and they could only scare the people.

Yang Qing did not move under his feet, raised his right arm, the cuffs were tightened with straps, without the sound of the wind, and with a circle, the fierce five-shot spear was grabbed by Yang Qing in his hand.

With the strength of his arm and the lifting of his right arm, five spears lifted the five soldiers off the ground.

Without waiting for the soldier to react and let go of the spear, Yang Qing pressed down with his right arm.

"Peng, Peng..."

Five soldiers were smashed to the ground by the spears in their hands, clutching their stomachs and groaning.

Yang Qing kept his hand in his hand, and several soldiers had pain in their abdomen and chest, but it was not fatal.

The onlookers at this scene did not expect that even those samurai felt unexpected.

"What fault did he make, you beat him so badly" Yang Qing asked coldly.

Such beatings on the street are not only physical harm, but also trample on human dignity.

"He doesn't pay the entrance tolls, he sneaks in, and he doesn't kill much, what are you, you wait" One of the soldiers, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a narrow forehead and chin, said through gritted teeth, it seemed that it should be the heads of several people.

After the soldier finished speaking, his eyes motioned for the soldier next to him to send a signal.

"When the people come, give this little thief a big hat that hinders military affairs, so that he can pull out a layer of skin even if he doesn't die" The soldier's heart was ruthless, and his face was full of fierceness.

Yang Qing saw that the soldiers were going to send a signal to call for rescuers, and he didn't stop it, but turned over and took out an object and showed it.

The soldier's hand holding the signal fuse froze, looking at the waist card in Yang Qing's hand, and piled up a smile that was even uglier than crying.

The head of the soldier also saw the waist card in Yang Qing's hand, immediately stood up, trotted to Yang Qing's face, and said flatteringly, "The adult's lesson is good, the adult's lesson is wonderful, the adult's lesson is good... Hehe, adult, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Jin Xiangyu, don't blame, don't blame, why are you still stunned, and you don't make amends to the adult"

The four soldiers lying on the ground came to their senses and hurriedly stepped forward to apologize and ask for peace.

The onlookers were even more puzzled, not knowing what Yang Qing had taken out to make the city guards change so quickly, and they all turned their heads to look at Yang Qing's hand, but there was nothing.

Yang Qing saw that the soldier was about to send a signal, so he thought of the waist card of the disciple of the Imperial Wind Sect, and he didn't know if it would work, so he would show it first and then talk about it, it would be best to solve this matter.

What I didn't expect was that this waist card was so effective.

In Luoguo, it is not the emperor who stays in Yanjing who is really in charge, but the Imperial Wind Sect, how can a guard guarding the city dare to offend the outer disciples of the Imperial Wind Sect.

Yang Qing glanced at it, didn't pay attention to the five sneering soldiers in front of him, but picked up the banker who was lying on the ground, and ventured into the city, probably not to watch the scenery.

This dealer man, looking old, has to be more than ten years older than Yang Qing, but his voice is only in his early twenties.

"My lord, my mother is crazy, I just want to go into the city to ask for medicine, my lord, you call the shots" The farmer was about to kneel, and shouted with some sadness.

As Yang Qing expected, this farmer really had unspeakable hardships when he entered the city.

"Hurry up, I'll help if I can"

"One tael of silver for the entrance fee to the city, take it, you can go" Yang Qing threw out a tael of silver and said to the five soldiers calmly.

"My lord, this is free, this is free, the villain is leaving, this is leaving..." The soldier breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, how dare he ask for money, the cat is about to leave.

"Take it, it's the rule to go into the city and pay the money" Yang Qing said this bluntly, and no longer paid attention to the five soldiers.

Seeing that Yang Qing was not deliberately making things difficult, the five soldiers took the silver tael, picked up the spear and ran away.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," the farmer thanked him.

"Brother, where are you" Yang Qing didn't want to get entangled in one or two pieces of silver, so he asked casually.

"My lord, I am from Sanligou in Abandoned Dream Ridge," the farmer replied honestly.