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Li Qingshan ignored the curious eyes of those gas refiners, only said! ', what's the matter with you? Please speak! "The red-faced man didn't ask much, and he waved his hand grandiosely: "This is not a place to talk, let's talk at the teahouse!" "Drinking tea is tasteless, is there a place to drink here?" Today I am the host. "Li Qingshan resolved a few important things in his mind, and he was in a good mood.
The red-faced man also smiled and said, "I also like wine more. The Baiwei Tower is not far in front. However, if you do something like this, Daoists can't rob me."
Li Qingshan was holding the jade slip of "The Book of Vientiane" in his hand, and many messages of Baiweilou emerged in his heart. This is a very famous restaurant in the practice path of Qinghe Mansion. The chefs in it are all gas refiners. They cook dishes. Just like Lu Ziyu's cooking tea, it uses methods that only a gas refiner can understand, and it cooks ingredients that are rarely seen by ordinary people.
Li Qingshan smiled slightly. This thing is really easy to use. It seems to have collected dozens of knowledge reserves of know-how in this thin jade slip. For his casual repair of the beginner's path, it is simply sweet and creamy. .
However, casual cultivators who are willing to buy nearly a hundred pieces of spiritual stones are extremely rare, not to mention that they are rare. And the disciples who came from the school have the common sense of the master to teach the spiritual path, and it is even more unlikely that such a big price is huā.
Upstairs in Baiwei, there was a long table next to the window. The man sat down, and the red-faced man said, "In Han Xiong, these are my friends." After introducing Li Qingshan one by one, all the gas refiners saluted. .
The leader of Li Qingshan returned the courtesy and reported to his family: "In the afternoon, Juxia, Daoist Han invited me to come, so why?" He also wondered, calling himself Niu Er, a bit too perfunctory, so he simply followed Yu Zijian's words and called out. Niu Juxia.
"Could it be that you are the big cow who defeated Song Ming, the disciple of the inner door of Jidu Mountain!" Han Xiong awed in awe and couldn't help using honorifics.
Li Qingshan didn't expect that he was already so famous, and humbled: "It's just a fluke." The other three gas refiners, but a little surprised and confused, not as good as Han Xiong's knowledge, asked: "Brother Han, what's the matter? You are talking about the Golden Rooster Langjun Song Ming?" Li Qingshan almost laughed. What Golden Rooster Langjun sounded worse than the Tiger Downhill.
Han Xiong explained it for several companions.
Li Qingshan couldn't interrupt, and looked at the restaurant. Like other buildings in this small town, this restaurant is a pure wood structure and exudes the unique aroma of wood.
The decoration is not luxurious, but very simple, without even a calligraphy and painting. As soon as people sit here, it feels like they come to eat and drink. The store obviously has absolute confidence in their cooking skills.
At exactly this time, a small two came over with a dinner plate, wearing a square hat on his head and a white towel on his shoulders, swiftly putting down a jug of wine and a few stacks of delicate dishes, and a full and enthusiastic voice introduced them. The origin of the name of the dish. The action language is extremely standard, but somewhat mechanical.
Li Qingshan took a closer look and found out that this is Xiao Er. It is clearly a puppet, but it is very delicately made. He is wearing Xiao Er's clothes and the exposed skin is coated with unknown paint, which looks like a human skin color. No two, obviously not the type used to fight.
It must be that ordinary people are not allowed to enter and exit in this city, but the gas refiner is not willing to do the work of serving food and wine, so he ordered this kind of little puppet from the Mo family.
At this time, Han Xiong finished speaking of Li Qingshan’s glorious record. The few Qi refiners, looking at Li Qingshan’s gaze, were already in awe. The strongest Han Xiong here was only the fifth layer of Qi refinery, tied together. I couldn't beat any disciple of the inner sect in the Three Mountains. I thought that Li Qingshan was a fledgling little gas refiner. How could he have thought he was such a powerful person.
Han Xiong stood up and poured wine for Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan sat still, picked up the wine glass, gestured slightly, drank the wine, and smiled: "Friend Daoist Han can tell you what you are coming for now!" Han Xiong also hurriedly drank the wine in the glass: "All of us are asking for it. The members of Zhenshe, this time we are sincerely inviting Niu Dao friends to join!"
What kind of school is Qiuzhenshe? Li Qingshan was busy sinking his mind into the Book of Vientiane, but he was totally lost. Han Xiong said, "You don’t need to bother with Daoyou Niu. The Qiuzhen Society is just a spontaneously organized association, not a big sect. It was recorded." "Ranxiu forming an association?" Li Qingshan was the first time he heard of this kind of organization, and curiously said: "Actually, I have never quite understood what is considered as a "Ranxiu"." Cultivation refers to not just those cultivating cultivators alone, as long as they are not from a family or sect, they are considered casual cultivators."
Li Qingshan said: "With the cultivation of the fifth level of Taoist Friend Han, it is more than enough to form a family and form a gang of Qi refiners."
Han Xiong smiled bitterly: "If you don't have your own background and heritage, how can you call yourself a family sect. Generally speaking, there are no foundation-building monks in the family sect. I am not recognized by the spiritual path. I really want to talk about it. My Han family is located in Wanshun City, five hundred miles to the northeast. It is almost like the earth emperor." "But in the entire spiritual path, it is not worth mentioning. The disciples of the sect were squeezed out and insulted, so they formed a society and jointly defended themselves."
Li Qingshan said: "With the strength of Daoist Han's fifth level of Qi refining, can't you find a school and join it?" One pointed to the majestic mountains outside the window: "For example, Qingteng Mountain."
Han Xiong sighed, “I’m so old and don’t have the amazing talents of Brother Niu. Which school will accept it? I can only find out on my own, how about it. Niu Juxia can come to our Qiuzhen Club to take a look. Look?,
When Li Qingshan thinks about it, the disciples he sees now are all young, with five and six levels of strength. And looking at Han Xiong's appearance, he was 40 or 50 years old, and his qualifications were definitely not good.
He trancefully remembered Zhou Wenbin saying that the sect generally only recruits young disciples, who grew up in the mountains, was disciplined by the master, cared for by the brothers and sisters, and were bound by all kinds of emotions. Only then can they have a sense of identity and belonging to the sect. , This is also the foundation of a martial art.
Regarding Han Xiong’s invitation, Li Qingshan thoughtfully said: “I’m afraid I don’t have much time, and maybe I will join the martial arts...”
Seeing that Li Qingshan did not express his refusal, Han Xiong was even more enthusiastic: "Qiuzhenshe is not a sect, and will not ask Daoists to do anything. It just meets once in a while to exchange their spiritual experience, or exchange resources, and nothing will be wasted. time."
The three Qi refiners beside him echoed: "Yes, yes, everyone gathers for a drink and chat, so happy!"
"A year ago, we organized a team to enter the Cangmang Mountain and found hundreds of catties of mysterious iron elite." Li Qingshan knew a little more about the nature of this "seeking truth society".
Han Xiong said: "This column, after a while, we will have a meeting in Youquan Valley. Daoists can go and take a look. If you don't like it, we will never force it." "Let me think about it!" Li Qingshanduan Han Xiong exchanged glances with his three companions, without saying more: "Come on, drink!" Li Qingshan looked out the window, the brightly-lit square market, the endless training of gas refiners on the street, Qidao : "Is it always so lively here?"
Han Xiong said, "How could it be possible? The Sanshan Medicine Collection Ceremony, which is held every ten years, has attracted so many Qi refiners, so prepare here!"
Li Qingshan wondered: "Sanshan Medicine Collection Ceremony? Does it have anything to do with ordinary casual cultivators?" Han Xiong said, "Sanshan disciples are strong. They go to gather medicine and attract the attention of monsters, so we have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters for casual cultivators."
"Aren't we also being used by Sanshan to attract the prey of monsters?" Li Qingshan turned his head and saw the four-tiered gas refiner named Zhou Wei who was speaking with a sneer on his face.
Han Xiong said: "In short, if there are more people, it will be safer."
"It's safe? I don't think it's necessarily true. Every time a medicinal gathering ceremony, there are countless qi refiners who died underground, and how many died in the mouth of monsters?" "Under the ground? Isn't it Cangmang Mountain?" Li Qingshan was surprised and put down. Wine glass.
Han Xiong smiled and said, "Brother Niu, you really don't know anything. Almost all the spirit grasses in the remaining veins of Cangmang Mountain can be harvested. If you go deeper, just attract a demon general who will refine qi. The scholars have to die in one piece, who dares to go deeper?"
With an ominous premonition in Li Qingshan's heart, he continued to ask: "Are there no monsters or generals under the ground?"
Han Xiong said: "Of course, speaking of it, some underground is more dangerous than Cangmang Mountain? But it is much safer to enter the underground and go deep to the southeast."
Isn't this the territory of Malu's rule? Li Qingshan asked hurriedly, "Why is this?" He had already vaguely expected the case of [Answer].
Han Xiong is happy to show off his knowledge and knowledge: "You have to ask others, they may not be able to tell you the answer, but the president of the Qiuzhen club has a friend who is the core disciple of Tomb Hill, so I just know!" "Gathering medicine in other places, if you kill monsters and hunt monster pills, you will surely attract monsters. If ten people can survive nine, it is good for life, but this place rarely attracts them. Demon General, and it will take a month or two for this medicinal gathering ceremony to actually begin. Do you know why?" "Why?"
"Because we have to wait until the coldest weather. It is said that at that time, the monster will enter hibernation. It is a good time to kill the monster and pick the spirit grass. Even if we turn the earth upside down, it doesn't matter."
Suddenly Li Qingshan didn't know what to say. He knew that Ma Lu had two major hobbies in his life. In addition to eating and sleeping, even if it wasn't winter, he was probably lying motionless on the stone platform most of the time, so he gave the gas refiners a chance to take advantage of it. The opportunity.
But why only heard Ma Lu talk about the oppression of other monsters, but never said the threat from the ground
"Why should you be afraid of the demon generals? Aren't the heads of the three mountains all the foundation-building cultivators? As long as they work together, even the demon generals can be killed!"
Han Xiong opened his eyes wide and said, "Friend Niu Dao, don't you even know the "Alliance of Kings?" "The abruptly amplified voice alarmed the gas refiner at the neighboring table, cast his gaze over, and looked at Li Qingshan with a little surprise and contempt.
It seemed that Li Qingshan didn't know the "Alliance of Kings" but didn't know that the sun was round.
Zhou Wei said: "Friend Niu Daoist just came out, it’s not surprising that I haven’t heard of it, the "Book of Vientiane"
In, Ding has a very detailed record, you might as well take a look. "
Li Qingshan was holding the jade slip, his mind was deep in his mind, and he immediately got all the messages of the "Alliance of Kings". The messages were very complicated. If he read one by one, he would not be able to finish it in three days and three nights.
But when I browsed the general, I got a general idea, and understood why other gas refiners were so scared. Those gas refiners who didn't know about it could indeed say that they didn't even enter the door.
The alliance of kings originated from the emperor of Great Xia Saint Ancestor. Legend has it that he has the blood of monsters. It was only when he fought the world that he received the help of many powerful monsters to establish the Great Xia Dynasty.
After the establishment of the Daxia Dynasty, the most important and prominent titles were the Bazhou King and Shifang Demon King.
Under the auspices of the Saint Ancestor Emperor, the kings will join together, negotiate for a hundred days, and sign the covenant? The boundary between monsters and humans is divided, so that the two clans will never invade each other.
It was not the demon commander above his head that made Ma Lu dare to step on the ground, or even the Mohai Dragon King in Qingzhou, but this covenant thousands of years ago.
However, the low-level monsters have limited intelligence, and there are too many gas refiners too complicated and difficult to restrain. Therefore, whether the monsters rush out of the ground or the gas refiners enter the ground, they are within the scope of tolerance and acquiescence. Of course, in The opponent's territory was slain, and he was also seeking his own way of death.
This covenant really restricts the people and demons who have spent more than one day catastrophe, whether it is the foundation-building monks entering the ground to kill demons, or the demons will come to the ground to slaughter humans.
The best result was that those who broke the covenant were strangled by the two clans. And the worst result is to rekindle the flames of war, involving all humans and monsters.
Today, the three foundation-building cultivators went deep underground to kill a demon general. Tomorrow, a demon commander may appear and slaughter Qingteng Mountain and all the Qi refiners in this city.
Rao is Li Qingshan's daring, thinking about that kind of scene, I feel shuddering.
But when he heard that Monk Zhuji would not enter the ground, he was a little relieved, but his heart was even more complicated. As the leader of the monsters, the monsters and monsters were all his subordinates and could not be slaughtered.
He also had absolute control over the various resources underground, and he would never give up.
If he is a pure monster, of course he must immediately return to the ground to summon a group of monsters, lay down traps, and kill all the invaders completely, instead, he can get a lot of treasures.
But after all he changed from a human, this decision was not that simple. For a while, he didn't even want to eat.
After being patient, he asked Han Xiong about more about the medicinal gathering ceremony, and he wanted to leave.
Han Xiong saw that Li Qingshan was uninterested and did not force him to stay, but he persuaded him to take a look at Youquan Valley.
After Li Qingshan asked about the time and place, he finally agreed, not just to broaden his knowledge. Youquan Valley is not far away, and before the gathering before the medicinal gathering ceremony, no matter what his decision is, he must always pay attention to the changes here.
When he came downstairs, Li Qingshan ordered another table of wine and vegetables and put them in a treasure bag to take away.
Late at night, Li Qingshan found an inn and stayed in. He ordered five spiritual stones and booked the best room. Under the guidance of the boss, he opened the door of the old house. The space inside was much larger than expected. Knowing is to use some kind of magic circle that increases the space.
Although it is winter, the [Room] is as warm as spring, and [Room] is covered with thick silk carpets. The huā pattern on it seems to be not only a huā pattern, but a certain kind of magic circle, giving the aura in [Room] Slightly thicker than appearance.
A jade screen is embroidered with exquisite beauties. Holding a pipa yaqin, when the boss knocks on the screen, the sound of arousing people is heard.
A futon in [Room] is said to be able to gather the spirit of heaven and earth, and it is said to be of great help to practice!
There is actually a huge bath in [Room], which can not only gather the water flow by itself, but also use two runes to control the water temperature.
Not only did Li Qingshan never see the gadgets made by various gas refiners, he didn't even think about it. It can't say how high-tech it is, but it definitely makes people very comfortable.
Before leaving the house, the boss suddenly stopped, showing a smile that a man understands: "If a fellow Taoist feels lonely and sleepless, I know a few young and beautiful female monks who only need a few spiritual stones." Li Qingshan was taken as a shot. Generous, but he hasn't seen the big hawks in the world.
Li Qingshan couldn't laugh or cry at once. In this situation, there is another inexplicable sense of crossing, but I don't know if there will be a police inspection. No, it was the Eagle and Wolf guard who came to round the ward, waved his hand, righteously refused: " No need, I'm going to rest!" The boss showed a little regretful expression, and said unwillingly: "There is a sound transmission symbol in the [Room]. If you need it, please call me if you need it!"
Li Qingshan closed the door, sighed, put the bamboo basket down and opened it: "You can come out!" Xiaoan stretched out his hands at him, and Li Qingshan said: "Would you not come out by yourself?" But he already hugged her up. The wine and dishes are on the table "It's ready for dinner"...
He took out the jade slip of "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" and gave it to Xiao An, and then sat aside, propped his cheek to watch Xiao An eat, but he didn't know where he was, even the "Gui Shui Condensed Qi Jue" did not even bother to take it. Come out and see.
Xiao Anjiao said: "Do you want to eat it?"
Li Qingshan said: "I have eaten it." Xiao An has already delivered a piece of fish to his mouth.
"It's getting more and more disobedient." Li Qingshan said, and then ate the fish. "What do you think I should do?"
Xiao An said strangely: "What should I do?"
Li Qingshan said: "Of course it's the shit medicine collection ceremony." Xiao An's small face was full of surprise: "Aren't you going to kill them all?"
Li Qingshan was startled: "When did I say that I didn't know them, and they didn't come at me. It's not good to kill me like this!" Xiao An lowered her head and said, "But I don't know them either. !" For her, this reason is enough. No, it should be said that no reason is needed. Anyone can die except the man in front of her.
The amazing thing is that, because of each other's existence, they can't become the demon who do whatever they want.
: I feel much better today. Whoever says that writers stay up all night, why can't I stay up.
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