Sometimes, it is far less than a half-covered warning in the clouds and fog.

This has always been the case with human hearts.

As expected, shortly after An Qisheng left on horseback, the caravan decided to turn after a fierce discussion.

Follow An Qisheng and head towards Qingzhou.

These caravans have experienced many things in their journeys. They know that there are many ministers in the world, and they may not be as good as the Imperial Heavenly Prison, but what they say is also very accurate.

In their opinion, perhaps An Qisheng is such a person.

They have no choice but to believe in such a thing.

Especially a group of warriors with internal strength are more willing to go to Qingzhou than unknown fears.

On the official road under the crimson moonlight, An Qisheng, who was riding a horse, looked back and glanced at it, and saw the signs of death disappeared after the caravan turned.

There are thousands of ways to die in the world and all kinds of unexpected disasters.

It is not difficult to avoid disasters. A change of thought can determine life and death.

Just like the great masters of Xuanxing who see the gods, they can avoid dangers when they are aware of dangers, avoid misfortune, and foresee dangers but do not go, so they can naturally escape many disasters.

But this ability is not omnipotent. Once it is blocked by others or has reasons to go, it will be targeted and killed.

"A meal is a reward for help."

An Qisheng withdrew his eyes and urged the horse to leave, and soon disappeared into the night.

Dafeng is extremely vast, and the distance between the eastern and western frontiers is almost closed to the circumference of the Xuanxing equator.

The territory of the states divided is extremely large. Most ordinary people have never left this state in their lives, just like above Xuanxing. Many people have never left their country in their lives.

Although the red horse An Qisheng rides is not a dragon horse, it is also a top BMW among ordinary horses. Driven by his true energy, he can run for more than two thousand miles a day and a night.

But even so, he arrived in Qingzhou seven days later.

And there is also Liangzhou between Zhongzhou and Qingzhou.

On this day, the sky is bright, and the three great suns in the sky are about to rise but not rise. The red light shines on the clouds in the sky and is golden.

An Qisheng, who closed his eyes and fell into a dream on the red horse, transported the internal energy of qi and blood, condensed the qi and meridians, slowly opened his eyes.

More than ten miles apart, he could see a huge city wall that spans tens of miles north and south, and cannot see the end at a glance.

This city covers a huge area and has a wide and high wall. It is the largest city he saw when he came to Jiufu Realm.

Situated on the plain, it is like a giant dragon circling.

This is Qingzhou Prefecture City and the outbreak of this so-called "plague".

"Xilulu~"

The red horse made a long neigh and stopped slowly when it ran all the way to the moat.

Beads of sweat as big as beans flowed out on the blazing mane, like blood, and then evaporated by high temperatures into sweat.

After running for many days, An Qisheng used his strength to nourish his physical strength and relieve his fatigue. This red horse was also exhausted to the extreme.

Huh ~

An Qisheng turned over and got off the horse, stroked his palm from the head to the horse's back, and the strength and true energy fluctuated to calm down its boiling qi and blood. Then he took out a few pills and fed them to the horse.

When he visited Fengzhou in January, he got a lot of elixirs.

With his current physical strength, internal strength, and ordinary pills have extremely limited help to him, so I don’t care about this loss.

The red horse sniffed comfortably, and the temperature on his body slowly dropped.

As he ran along the way, his physical strength was consumed greatly, but he also gained considerable benefits from the warming of the true energy and feeding the elixir.

There are almost no pedestrians outside Qingzhou Prefecture City.

At the city gate, hundreds of soldiers lined up and were ready to fight.

An Qisheng also smelled a strong smell of gunpowder, which was obviously disinfected again and again.

Qingzhou Prefecture is very cautious and has strict control over the entry and exit of ordinary people, but it does not care much about the entry and exit of people in the world.

First, the soldiers guarding the city are not willing to offend people in the world. Second, they are those with internal strength, and the chances of being infected by the plague are extremely low.

Therefore, An Qisheng easily walked into Qingzhou City.

On the huge streets, there are few people, and most of the restaurants and restaurants on both sides are deserted, with only a few martial arts people drinking and gatherings.

Occasionally, pedestrians passed by, and they all walked in a hurry and looked solemn.

An Qisheng seemed to have found a crowded tavern casually. After relocating the horses, he walked into the restaurant.

"Play some signature dishes from your restaurant. You should eat enough and taste good. Come with two kilograms of wine and cook a few basins of bath water."

After asking for a room, An Qisheng gave a few instructions to the waiter who was smiling and greeting him.

After that, he walked into the room without any haste.

The strength of the body is accompanied by higher consumption. Although there are elixirs to take, daily meals are also essential.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world exists in all things, and ordinary food also contains strands of spiritual energy.

Otherwise, with his current physique, if he is above Xuanxing, eating and drinking every day will be a huge problem.

The wine tastes average, and the food tastes unsatisfactory.

However, for An Qisheng, who can even take disgusting medicinal food, this is naturally not a problem.

He slowly ate a table full of food and washed away the dust that did not exist.

The door was knocked.

Without waiting for An Qisheng to respond, the visitor had already pushed the door open and entered.

White dress with yarn, long black hair, delicate face, who is not Bai Xian'er?

As early as when he entered Qingzhou, he discovered the signal left by Bai Xian'er to him. This time he came to Qingzhou Prefecture City, most of the time it was because of the mark left by Bai Xian'er.

"Master..."

Bai Xian'er, who was pushing the door, just revealed a word, looked at An Qisheng, who was sitting upright by the window and was spotless in white robe, and was stunned.

"Who are you?!"

Bai Xian'er was shocked, the smile on her face disappeared, and the true energy in her body had already swelled up.

"It's me."

An Qisheng's throat moved and made an old sound:

"Can you and me have other signs? "

"You, are you really grandpa?"

Bai Xian'er looked at An Qisheng, who looked like a jade-like face and a gentleman, and her delicate body shook, her face was full of incredibleness.

She naturally knows that she can live a long life after practicing martial arts until she reaches the level of her life. She also knows that some disguise martial arts can change their appearance. However, what kind of martial arts can wash away the vicissitudes of life in a person?

This vigorous and prosperous breath of life like the rising sun is something that an old man in his age can have?

Where is this done by martial arts?

"Of course it's me."

An Qisheng gently put down his wine glass.

The moment the wine glass fell on the table, his black hair turned into white hair, and his fair and smooth skin became sallow and loose. In a blink of an eye, he had turned back to the original old Taoist priest.

At the same time, his surging vitality and vigorous vitality also fell to the bottom of the valley, emitting a vicissitudes of life.

Just a thought, there has been a huge change from mental posture, physical body, breath and even the most subtle points.

It's like a different person.

"This, this, grandpa, what kind of martial arts are you doing..."

Seeing the scene like a "transformation", Bai Xian'er was shocked.

This is not a martial art, it is already an immortal technique!

An Qisheng smiled slightly, his voice was changing:

"Do you want to learn?"

After seeing Niwan, his control over his body had reached an incredible level.

It can already be used to transport qi and blood to stimulate the body to achieve extremely rapid metabolism, thus producing such a "transformation" effect.

A thought of the rising sun turning into the setting sun, and the setting sun turning into the setting sun in a flash.

The entire change is a complete change from the subtle body, to the breath, to the mental outlook.

"think......."

Bai Xian'er's eyes were shiny.

For a woman, such martial arts are simply a dream.
To be continued...