Although Qingyan was very tired, she didn't dare to relax. She sat up from the bed, she came to the desk, waved her hand, and the guzheng that hadn't been used for a long time appeared in front of her.
As night approached, the first floor of the inn became lively again.
Many warriors talked about it, and most of the topics were about the recent affairs of Liang Pingguo's four major demons. They praised the power of Liang Pingguo's royal family and scolded the masters of the Yin Corpse Sect for killing innocent people indiscriminately.
Some people complained that Liang Pingguo's domain powerhouses did not do enough to keep Song Liyun alive!
Of course, as soon as such words were uttered, other warriors slammed them, saying that Song Liyun was hiding well, and that the strong in the realm were not gods. There was a huge crowd, and it was not easy to find Song Liyun. They said that Song Liyun might have escaped from Liang Pingguo!
"Did you hear anything?"
"what sound?"
"It seems that someone is playing the piano!"
"It's not a qin, is it? It should be a pipa!"
"You are all wrong, it's Guzheng!"
"Is there any difference between Qin and Guzheng?"
"..."
A table near the door was arguing and arguing, and they found that suddenly, no one wanted to talk.
They immediately shut their mouths!
My ears are filled with the indistinct sound of the piano, it seems to come from the distant sky, it seems to be choked up, and it makes people worry!
In the corner, the middle-aged man who occupied a table lowered his head, secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, gulped himself down hard, and smacked his mouth, which was full of bitterness.
"Who the hell is playing the piano? Damn it, it's like calling for mourning, it's so uncomfortable to hear!"
A burly man stood up, threw down two gold coins, and left the inn at a trot.
His two companions looked at his back, looking at each other in blank dismay.
One leaves, followed by a second, and a third...
It didn't take long for most of the guests to leave, leaving only three tables of people. These people lowered their heads silently, and their eyes were a little lax.
"Go up and see who is playing the piano, it's affecting our business, tell him not to play!" The shopkeeper also reacted, and quickly ordered Xiaoer.
"Okay, shopkeeper!"
Xiaoer had just stepped up the stairs when there was a "bang", the inn Xiaoer could no longer move his legs.
In front of his eyes, a long sword appeared. The long sword was stuck on the wall next to the stairs. The blade was facing his throat. As long as he took a step forward, he would hit it directly.
"The song is nice, I want to continue listening, no one is allowed to disturb!"
It was the middle-aged guest in the corner who spoke, and beside him was an empty scabbard.
The waiter in the inn looked at the shopkeeper with a bitter face, and the shopkeeper shook his head, motioning him not to move.
What is left now seems to be to listen to the music.
Fortunately for the innkeeper, the damn piano sound stopped within a quarter of an hour!
In the inn room, Qingyan also gradually came back to her senses. She pressed the strings of the guzheng with both hands: "Master Sword Spirit, can you only pass on a part of the spiritual energy of the killing feedback to me? Let my mental power temporarily break through to the realm territory."
"That's a good idea. Why didn't you say it earlier? With strong mental power, it should be easier to suppress the killing power in your body!"
"Before... I didn't expect it!" Qingyan rubbed her forehead, "From the time I broke through to the peak of the supernatural powers, I found that my memory began to decline, some thoughts couldn't be clear, and the whole person began to feel groggy, like It's like I didn't wake up when I was a child."
Chen Hao asked suddenly: "What is seventy-seven plus sixty-five?"
"One hundred and forty-two, what's wrong?"
"Well, you should be fine!"
"Well!"
This detection method, Qingyan felt, was like a child's play.
"Are you ready? Do you need me to transfer spiritual energy to you immediately?"
"Wait, I'll talk about it when I leave the city!"
Qingyan hurriedly opened the door, and ran out of the city gate under the weird eyes of the city guards. After running for half an hour, she also stopped.
"Here it is!"
"good!"
Inside the Scarlet Blood Sword, surging spiritual energy rushed into Qingyan's body.
Chen Hao does not reject helping the sword master store the energy of killing feedback.
He thought very simply, if one day the sword master unfortunately died, wouldn't the sword master's energy stored in the magic sword belong to him
Especially Qingyan, she has a lot of energy stored in the magic sword, and it has caught up with all the energy in the early domain masters!
As soon as the spiritual energy entered Qingyan's mind, she immediately sank into her mind, running "Nine Yin Meditation Thoughts".
Half of her meaning sea has been dyed blood red, and in the center of the meaning sea is a milky white sphere with a few abnormal blood spots, which emits a faint gleam.
That's where she stored her spiritual power after practicing "Nine Yin Meditation Thoughts".
The sphere began to rotate continuously, absorbing the spiritual energy from the Scarlet Blood Sword, gradually getting bigger, and at the same time rotating faster and faster!
Soon, Qingyan felt a burst of swelling in her head, and she knew that a breakthrough was about to begin!
Suddenly, the sphere emitted a dazzling white-red light, and began to expand crazily, and the rotation speed seemed to reach the extreme.
Qingyan covered her head in pain, as if someone was messing around in her head, turning her brain into a puddle of mud.
"compression!"
At this time, she heard the reminder from Lord Sword Spirit.
She took a deep breath, remembering the few figures recorded in "Nine Yin Meditation Thoughts", relying on her willpower, she began to crazily compress the mental power in her body.
When her belly turned pale that day, Qingyan finally recovered from her mental breakthrough.
In the center of her sea of thoughts, a gem-like compressed body of mental power appeared that kept shining.
It is recorded in "Nine Yin Meditation Thoughts" that the spiritual power of the successful compression of the domain realm is transparent, pure and bright, like ice crystals or gems, without any impurities!
And Qingyan found that her mental power compression body was not pure, and it was stained with blood spots that could not be removed.
This is a very dangerous sign!
Of course, Qingyan had already been mentally prepared, because she had already discovered it.
After her mental power broke through to the domain level, she finally temporarily suppressed the signs of a breakthrough in the killing supernatural power.
She swung the red blood sword, and the blood light flashed out, and the blood light streaked across the ground, plowing a five-mile-long ravine, and a mountain peak was split in half by her sword!
"You can act for the time being, but you can't be too exciting to kill the supernatural power!"
Three days later, Qingyan finally rushed to the vicinity of Liangdu. In the past three days, she has been able to meet several supernatural powers experts every day. Their destination, like Qingyan, is Liangdu!
Qingyan knew that Liang Pingguo should be recruiting people!
When Qingyan stepped into Liangdu, Chen Hao inside the Scarlet Blood Sword was all excited.
He smelled countless delicious food, all of them were masters of supernatural powers that Qingyan could deal with. There were really many, and it was an exaggeration to say that they were densely packed, but he could find more than a dozen with a random sweep of his spiritual sense.
Chen Hao felt that he had fallen into the rice vat.
The red blood soft sword was vibrating slightly, and Qingyan felt numb and itchy around her waist.
Qingyan stabilized her belt with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Master Sword Spirit, don't get excited!"
ps: I owed it yesterday, and I paid it back today... I will make a big ambition today, and it will be updated tomorrow!
(end of this chapter)