Qin Xiaotian quietly looked at the cultivators in the sky. Those few people didn't notice anything and quickly left with their swords.
Judging from the clothing, he is a member of the Qingcheng sect.
Qin Xiaotian suddenly realized that the spiritual energy he gathered would inevitably affect the main spiritual veins. If it lasted longer, the Qingcheng Sect's cultivators would definitely find him.
Spiritual veins are the foundation of a cultivation sect, and people from other sects will never be allowed to encroach.
In the past year, the spiritual veins in the entire back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain have been in chaos. Even the reclusive masters of the Qingcheng Sect were alarmed and invited many friends and disciples to come out to search. Some clues had been found, but Qin Xiaotian removed the spirit gathering in time. Restricted, the spiritual energy gathered together dissipated immediately.
However, it will take at least six or seven years for Qingcheng Mountain's spiritual veins to return to their original state.
After entering the realm of Yanlansong, Qin Xiaotian regained a little confidence. His body was not as strong as his original body, but the fairy spirit was very pure. Without the constraints of other messy forces, he could produce various spiritual techniques and restraints faster. The control of Feijian is also very smooth, and he has gradually become familiar with this body.
The valley was still the same, but there was an extra cave beside the waterfall. Qin Xiaotian blocked the entrance of the cave with a barrier and decided to officially leave.
After leaving his seclusion, he hesitated and flew towards the Qingcheng faction.
Qian Huuzhi, the leader of Qingcheng, was very surprised when he saw Qin Xiaotian and said, "Fellow Taoist, why are you still in Qingcheng?"
Qin Xiaotian felt very strange and said: "Why can't I be in Qingcheng? Haha, I have been practicing in seclusion... I'm sorry, because I figured out a cultivation problem, I didn't have time to tell you, so I found a secluded place in Qingcheng Mountain I practice here and just got out of seclusion today."
Qian Huuzhi frowned and said, "Oh, so that's it... have you been to the ancient formation?"
Qin Xiaotian knew that his actions could not be hidden from him, so he nodded and said: "Yes, he was thrown out of the ancient formation, haha."
Qian Huuzhi said calmly: "I heard that you got an immortal weapon... Fellow Taoist, don't be nervous, I won't attack you for an immortal weapon, but there may be other people, so you have to be careful."
Qin Xiaotian stared into Qian Huuzhi's eyes and asked, "Did Bi Wukun say that?"
Qian Huuzhi smiled and said: "The ladyboy is very angry...the consequences will be serious."
Qin Xiaotian staggered a step: "Shemale?"
Qian Huuzhi said: "Before the Nascent Soul stage... she was a man, and after the Nascent Soul stage... she was a beauty. Well, don't call her a shemale in person, otherwise... you're dead."
His voice suddenly became softer, and his face looked very cautious.
Qin Xiaotian felt cold all over. No wonder Bi Wukun looked strange. It turned out to be the reason. He said with lingering fear: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you even if you kill me! By the way, why is she angry?"
Qian Huuzhi said in surprise: "You don't know? It wasn't you who robbed her of the fairy weapon... She told you to return the fairy weapon to her as soon as possible, otherwise..."
"Ah?!" Qin Xiaotian was stunned. He didn't expect Bi Wukun to be so shameless. He let out a long sigh and recounted his experience in the formation in detail.
After Qian Huuzhi heard this, he said calmly: "No one believes that you can steal any magical weapon from Bi Wu Kong. We are not fools. Bi Wu Kong's cultivation has reached the top level, and you can't beat him. Then... you can be sure that you got that fairy weapon first, and her words like this will make others afraid to take action, and she will come and snatch it herself."
Qin Xiaotian felt annoyed and helpless. Bi Wukun's strength group, if he could cultivate to the realm of mirror condensation, he wouldn't have to be afraid of her. She is still a little weaker now.
He could imagine that besides Bi Wukun, there must be other masters coveting this magical weapon, so he should be careful when going out in the future.
Qian Huuzhi said: "This time, two immortal weapons came out of the ancient array. One was taken away by Gu Feng, and the other is in your hands. Haha, you are lucky. The ancient array has been closed for a long time. I don't know how to activate it next time. Until when."
Qin Xiaotian nodded and asked, "Where did Taoist Tao Yiyao go?"
Qian Huuzhi didn't care much about Tao Yiyao. He was just a cultivator from a small sect, and his cultivation level had only reached the stage of excitement.
He said: "Oh, he left a long time ago. He left Qingcheng Mountain after you disappeared. He didn't say where he went." He was very interested in Qin Xiaotian. Just the forbidden furnace and weapon refining in his hand shocked people. .
He couldn't see through Qin Xiaotian's cultivation, so he was still a little afraid of him.
Qin Xiaotian nodded silently. He no longer had any sense of time. After entering the Lan realm, he could live for hundreds of more years. After entering the Yanlansong realm, he would be the same as the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. Without the influence of external forces, they generally would not die.
After only staying for one day, Qin Xiaotian solemnly left.
He didn't want to wait until Bi Wukun came to find him, which would not only implicate the Qingcheng sect, but also make it inconvenient for him to escape. He didn't want to see Bi Wukun before he reached his strength.
Qin Xiaotian did not stop in the villages and towns near Qingcheng, but went directly to Chengdu. He had not drank for a long time, and when he saw a big restaurant, he immediately walked in.
At noon, the hotel was bustling with activity.
Qin Xiaotian was dressed very normally, wearing a gray cloth robe, a pair of black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles, and a black cloth belt around his waist.
There are seventy or eighty tables in the hotel lobby, with only a few empty tables.
A waiter greeted him enthusiastically and asked: "How many guests are there? Do you want a private seat upstairs or a seat on the floor in the lobby?"
Qin Xiaotian didn't want to eat anything meaty, so he said, "You can have all kinds of candied fruits and fresh vegetables. Don't serve meat. Besides... what good wine is there?"
He sat down at an empty table in the lobby and said, "If you want strong wine... put it on a jar. If you have more, I'll reward you. If you have less, I'll give you." He threw out a broken piece of silver, which weighed about two taels.
After working outside for so long, he knew that the waiters in these shops were very snobbish. If he threw away his money first, the attitude of the waiters would be at least twice as good.
Sure enough, the waiter showed excitement on his face, nodded and bent over to make tea and serve fruits. Soon the table was filled with various fruit preserves, as well as various vegetables and a jar of more than 20 kilograms of large flour wine.
The waiter murmured in his mind: "Are there any more friends coming? Why do you need so much strong liquor?"
Others use small wine cups to drink, but Qin Xiaotian uses a large pottery bowl to eat, one bowl weighs one pound, one mouthful weighs one pound. He likes the hot feeling and listens to the conversations of the people around him while drinking. The lobby is very noisy, as long as he wants to Listen, he can hear clearly.
As the consciousness spreads, all kinds of information come together, most of which are trivial and trivial matters that are meaningless.
Qin Xiaotian withdrew his consciousness and realized that there were no cultivators around him. He felt a little bored and thought to himself: "I don't know what happened to the original body. Oh, don't turn it into a living monster... It's a pity that the original body didn't bring anything with him." Come……"
"I don't know where Tao Laodao has gone. Haha, I wonder if that money-obsessed girl's money has been scattered... Oh, are Chai Dajin and Zhang Chun still in Tambang Star?"
While thinking wildly, I drank a jar of strong wine and drank another jar.
The restaurant was very lively, with many vendors selling snacks passing through. A blind man was holding a cloud board and leaning on a cane, and a little singing girl was supporting him.
The little girl is very thin, holding a plate and chopsticks in her hands, and her singing voice is very soft. The sound of the chopsticks hitting the plate matches the singing voice, which has a unique charm.
Qin Xiaotian was very curious, beckoned to the waiter, pointed at the little singing girl, and said: "Please come over and sing a song."
The voice is very pleasant, and it goes straight into the heart softly.
Qin Xiaotian couldn't understand the words the little girl was singing, but it didn't stop him from understanding the meaning of the tune, which contained a hint of sadness and helplessness, as well as a yearning and longing for life.
Even though the surroundings are noisy, the soft melody is still so moving.
The little girl is about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a blue floral dress, her face is slightly pale, her smart eyes are shining with intelligence, her fingers are flying, and a chopstick is hitting various parts of the disk,
The old man beside her would make a pleasant tinkling sound, and the old man next to her would knock on the cloud board from time to time. The two of them cooperated perfectly.
The soft singing disappeared into the air, and Qin Xiaotian stared blankly at the wine bowl, rarely touched by secular singing.
There was silence for a long time, until the old man holding the cloud board coughed, and he woke up and said, "Can you sing another song?"
"Yes! Mr. Guest Officer."
Another song, this time without the same feeling as before, but the song is still very beautiful. Qin Xiaotian clapped softly and said to the little girl: "It sounds very good. What's your name?"
The old man said: "My guest, sir, there are twenty pieces in total, ten pieces for each song. Thank you for your reward."
He stretched out the cloud board and bowed down.
The little girl hid behind the old man, with a scared look on her face.
No guest officer has ever asked her name, but there are often people with bad intentions. The old man is blind and cannot see, so the little girl is very scared.
Qin Xiaotian sighed slightly, picked up the preserves plate on the table, asked the waiter for a piece of oil paper, wrapped the preserves, took five taels of silver and handed it over, saying: "This preserves are for the children to eat, keep the money."
There was still a lot of silver in the storage ring. He knew not to give too much, so he only took out five taels. Even the five taels of silver scared the grandson and grandson.
The old man pinched the silver tael in his hand and opened his mouth in surprise. He did not expect that he could get silver by singing a ditty, which was an ingot of five taels of silver.
The little girl held the bag of candied fruits with a look of joy on her face. During the song, some customers would give her some candied fruits, usually just two or three pieces.
Candied fruit has an irresistible attraction for the little girl. She held it tightly in her hand and sang for a long time today without eating anything. She was already hungry.
The two of them stammered: "Guest... Guest... Mr. Guest, this... is too... too..." He wanted to give too much, but he couldn't say it anyway. These five taels
How long will the money last? He couldn't bear to give it back.
Qin Xiaotian said: "Okay, put it away quickly."
The old man took the little girl and knelt down and said, "Thank you for the reward."
Qin Xiaotian said: "Go and buy some food for the child."
The old man and the little girl kowtowed in thanks, then put away their money and continued singing in the lobby. (To be continued)