After opening up and expanding the Qi Sea in Dantian, the scar and birthmark on Ling Qingzhu's face has become much smaller due to taking the Qi Sea Creation Pill.

And the process of changing the body to the soul state has officially entered the first stage.

From the fact that Ling Xue attracted the covetous attention of Ling Cheng's cousins ​​at the age of thirteen or fourteen, it can be seen that the blood genes of the Ling family are really outstanding.

Although Ling Qingzhu is disgusted by this, it is undeniable that she also has the blood of the Ling family and is a direct bloodline.

Now that the scars on her face have become smaller, Ling Qingzhu's stunning talents in this life were immediately revealed. This made He Wenlong often lower his head and look away in front of her, because he was afraid that one day he would

The look in his eyes accidentally offended Ling Qingzhu.

Although he didn't know how powerful Ling Qingzhu was in his previous life, he was able to casually mention cultivating a Shenxuan Emperor. Just the tip of the iceberg made him feel awe from the bottom of his heart.

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"Long, cultivation requires not only talent and qualifications, but also huge resources. Therefore, it is imperative to establish a force that can provide us with resources for cultivation. I want to find a masterless cultivation country as a starting place. What do you recommend?

?”

After all, He Wenlong, a True King cultivator who has lived for hundreds of years, knows the distribution pattern of power in this world better than Ling Qingzhu, so she wanted to ask about it.

Ling Qingzhu has plenty of experience in how to use the resources at hand to develop quickly after arriving in a new place because he has been to more than one world.

Ling Qingzhu wanted a force that could provide her with the resources to practice but didn't want to be constrained, so she had no choice but to be the master of her own affairs.

If you want to control a force, it is easier to directly grab a ready-made one than to develop it yourself.

Since He Wenlong had always been worried about being revenged by Guan Hongdie, he had never thought about controlling a force by himself. Now that he heard Ling Qingzhu's inquiry, he started to think about it seriously.

After a while, He Wenlong replied: "Yue, I have always been alone, and I have no experience in developing forces, but if you just ask about the Wushu Cultivation Country, I do know a few, the third-level Cultivation Country Xin

Yue Kingdom, Canglan Kingdom, Canghai Kingdom, the fourth-level cultivation country Yufeng Kingdom, and the Changgu Kingdom, a masterless cultivation country adjacent to Tianyun Kingdom. However, these masterless cultivation countries either have forces that have secretly controlled them, or they have

The true emperor is watching the competition with eager eyes, I'm afraid it won't be easy for us to get it."

Regarding what He Wenlong said, Ling Qingzhu had already expected that the monks in this world would still need to compete for the incense of all sentient beings after reaching a certain level. Naturally, it was impossible for them to be indifferent to the country without a master.

However, Ling Qingzhu didn't care about this. Even if she modified the skills according to the martial arts training system of this world, her training did not require incense belief.

"There is no need to worry about these. To develop a force that provides us with resources, sometimes we don't really need to completely control a place. We just need to occupy a place. Based on the strength we have now, which of these cultivation countries do you think will be good for us?

Is it safer now?" Ling Qingzhu dismissed He Wenlong's concerns and continued to ask.

He Wenlong pondered for a moment before replying: "Canggu Country."

Then, without waiting for Ling Qingzhu to ask, He Wenlong explained: "Although other cultivation countries have high levels, they have more forces distributed, making it difficult for newcomers to gain a foothold. However, the Changgu Kingdom has a low level, and the Demon Sect monks have been there for a long time. Although

It’s chaotic and without order, but as long as you have the strength, it’s not difficult to gain a foothold.”

"Well, it is easier to be in a chaotic land than to snatch food from the forces that have already planned their own cakes. It is better sooner rather than later. Buy a carriage and set off for Changgu Country immediately." Ling Qingzhu nodded,

He handed all the few silver coins left to He Wenlong and made a final decision.

Ling Qingzhu doesn't have a fickle personality, but as long as she makes a decision, she will basically not deliberately delay it unless the time comes.

"Yes." He Wenlong lowered his head and responded.

After He Wenlong left, Ling Qingzhu once again took out part of the meteorite ore from the storage ring.

With Ling Qingzhu's keen observation, any changes in He Wenlong's emotions could not escape her eyes, so before subtly changing He Wenlong's nature, Ling Qingzhu decided to take some measures.

Just like the saints from sects and wealthy families I met in my previous life, they would keep a low profile and wear a veil to avoid trouble when going out.

In Ling Qingzhu's view, adding that layer of veil was of no use at all. Although it did achieve the purpose of covering the face, people who wanted to investigate could still identify the identity.

And the hazy feeling brought by the veil is even more eye-catching and cannot be kept low-key at all.

In the final analysis, on the one hand, they want to keep a low profile to avoid getting into trouble, but on the other hand, they want others to show their nobility and beauty. This is a contradiction in nature.

It is human nature to love beauty, and Ling Qingzhu also loves beauty, so it is impossible to leave scars and birthmarks on her face, otherwise it will affect her mood when she looks in the mirror.

After taking out the meteorite ore, Ling Qingzhu started refining the weapon for the first time in this life.

In the past three days, Ling Qingzhu had expanded her Dantian Qi sea eighty times to replenish the vitality of the world. Coupled with the fourth-level spiritual power of the soul, she no longer needed He Wenlong's help in refining weapons.

Half an hour later, Ling Qingzhu held a white long sword in his hand and put a white mask on his face.

The white mask is flush with the bangs and does not contrast with the forehead. It is engraved with patterns for concealing cultivation and shielding detection. The patterns look messy yet elegant and beautiful.

Ling Qingzhu's current strength has long passed the stage where his own cultivation can be enhanced by relying on spiritual weapons. The mask is only used to cover the face, so whether it is a white long sword or a white mask, they are only second-level spiritual weapons.

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"Tap tap, grulu."

At this moment, a sound of trampling on the ground and the wheels of a carriage suddenly reached Ling Qingzhu's ears from far to near.

Ling Qingzhu knew that this was He Wenlong who had bought a carriage, so he collected the remaining ore and left the yard.

Anyway, there is nothing to pack and you can hit the road at any time.

However, when he came out of the yard and saw the carriage parked in front of the yard, Ling Qingzhu tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword and immediately moved his consciousness to explore the carriage.

Because this carriage is pulled by wildebeests. Although wildebeests are just docile monsters, they are also monsters and can be compared to ordinary horses.

Ordinary warriors at the third level of the Pulse Condensing Realm may even be kicked to death by a wildebeest's hoof, so those who can tame the wildebeest must also be warriors in the middle and late stages of the Pulse Condensing Realm.
Chapter completed!