Chapter 154 Hitting the Old Ones for the Young Ones
Chapter 154 Beat the old one and beat the young one
When the Wanxiang Pearl advanced, An Qingli transformed into a middle-aged male cultivator, and few people could see through it.
When walking in the world of cultivation, male cultivators are more secure than female cultivators. Although they are at the same level of cultivation, female cultivators always give people the impression of being weak and easily bullied.
When she left Luofeng City, she found a wasteland, which was also the place she passed through when she came to Luofeng City from the secular world.
Continuing forward, passing through a few more cities and passing through the secular world with thin spiritual energy, we can reach the realm of cultivation in the Central Plains. She probably has to go back the same way she came when she was a child.
An Qingli also planned to take a trip back to the Great Chu Kingdom to see the Liu family, the uncle who saved her life, and the old patriarch of the An family who helped her go to Luofeng City.
There are many mountains in the world of cultivation in the south. Some of the mountains are covered with spiritual fields. The layers of spiritual fields look like a painting from a distance, which is extremely beautiful.
An Qingli took the official road, which is a flat road that connects various cities. After all, most people in the world of cultivation have very poor spiritual roots. Many of them are only in the early or middle stage of Qi training throughout their lives and cannot wield a sword at all.
OK.
They are the inner sects of the three major sects in Luofeng City. Looking at the double spiritual roots gathered together, in Luofeng City, a three spiritual root can be regarded as a treasure by those small families. If a double spiritual root with good spiritual roots is produced,
He can be called a genius.
When Anqinglimu's spiritual root value increases, he can be called a genius.
The hot wind makes people feel uncomfortable.
An old man on the second level of qi training walked toward An Qingli carrying a load of spiritual springs. The old man was very poor and didn't even have a storage bag. He might have had one before, but it was snatched away.
The official system is not peaceful either, and there are often robbers who block the road, and those robbers are also low-class people who specialize in bullying those who are weaker than them.
An Qingli, dressed in gray and wearing a hat to protect the sun, walked quickly under the bright sun.
"Young man, do you want to buy water?" The old man suddenly stopped, called An Qingli, and said hopefully, "Ten spirit beads in a bowl."
Spirit beads?
An Qingli suddenly felt friendly. It had been a long time since he heard this word.
One hundred spiritual beads are equivalent to one low-grade spiritual stone, and she has very few low-grade spiritual stones on her body, not even a single spiritual pearl.
An Qingli said calmly: "No, thank you."
"Let's have a bowl. This is spiritual spring water brought from the mountains. It's so sweet." The old man scooped up a bowl of clear spiritual spring water and hurriedly handed it to An Qingli. He said sincerely, "If you don't believe me, try it. Try it."
Try it, eight spirit beads will do."
An Qingli took two steps back and distanced himself from the old man.
Little Lingxi opened her big round eyes and said, "This water is delicious, I want to drink it!"
An Qingli raised his lips and communicated with Xiao Jintan: "Can this person be killed?"
Xiao Jintan muttered: "Kill him. Killing evil people is also a way of accumulating merit."
The smile on An Qingli's lips grew wider. He looked at the old man and said calmly: "Old man, do you know that there is poison in your water?"
"What nonsense!" The old man panicked, shook the bowl in his hand, and spilled most of it.
An Qingli looked at him calmly: "How about you take a sip first?"
"Little fellow Taoist, don't ask for it." Before he finished speaking, the old man turned around and ran away, walking as fast as he could, without looking old at all.
With a thought in An Qingli's mind, the red crescent sword shot out instantly, killing the man.
"You are still doing this at your age." Xiao Jintan snorted coldly, "You deserve to die!"
An Qingli took the poisonous water into the space, gave it to Xiao Lingxi to quench his thirst, set fire to the man's body, and continued on his way.
It was getting dark, and there was an inn on the roadside. There were many monks traveling from north to south in the inn, many of whom were working for a living.
"Could it be a black shop?" After what happened to the old man, Xiao Jintan was even more wary than An Qingli.
"It's better to live in a dark shop than to live in the wilderness." An Qingli paid ten yuan of low-grade spiritual stones and went to a small house. Sleeping on the official road made him a living target for robbery.
The monks are not that particular. If they have a piece of land where they can sit cross-legged and meditate, they can make do with it.
Although the room is small, it is quite clean, but the sound insulation is not very good.
In the dead of night, An Qingli could hear snoring throughout the inn.
Some people are still talking in their sleep, calling out something in their dreams: "Little lady, little beauty, tomorrow I will ask Brother Wu to make it possible for me and you."
An Qingli no longer wanted to meditate, so she sat cross-legged on the couch, took out the Night Pearl, took out a travel journal, and looked at it with interest. She specially bought this travel journal at Tianyun Zongfang Market, and bought quite a few.
It would be good to accumulate more experience from seniors when you go out.
"There is still light in the room opposite, why haven't you rest yet?" In another room, two middle-aged men were sending messages to each other. Is this the old man's group during the day, or the leader of that group, the two foundation builders?
In the mid-term, I want to avenge the old man and make another fortune at the same time.
"Why don't we forget it tonight?" one person suggested. The innkeeper was familiar with them and knew what they were doing, so he didn't stop them, but he would ask for a certain amount of hush money from them.
"Forget it tonight, that means letting him go." The scar on the other man's face moved and he said fiercely, "Out of this world, it is not our territory. You don't want to avenge my nephew's revenge."
Already?"
"You might not be able to defeat him." The man was cautious.
"If you can't beat him, he won't come to you." Scarface said, "If you break the inn's stuff, you'll have to pay for it, and it will ruin our friendship. You go and lure him out, and I'll attack you secretly. We're both in the middle of foundation building, and we're still afraid of one."
In the early stages of foundation building, if word spreads, it will make colleagues laugh."
An Qingli was still in the small room, sitting cross-legged to learn from the experience of his predecessors, when he heard someone outside the door saying: "Fellow Taoist, come out and meet us."
The person who came was not good. An Qingli raised his eyebrows, but did not move. The enemy's situation was unknown, so it was best not to act rashly.
The man outside the house raised his fist and said again: "Fellow Taoist, come out and meet us!"
An Qingli still didn't move, and only listened to the fifth-level Xiao Lingxi say: "That is a mid-stage foundation building, and there is another mid-stage foundation building with a hidden talisman, hiding at the door of the inn, with a fierce look on his face, he must be preparing to sneak attack on us.
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"What do you do, fellow Taoist?" After figuring out the situation, An Qingli finally responded.
An Qingli's voice was not loud, but the inn was full of monks, and most of them were wary. Many of them were not asleep, so they heard An Qingli's words clearly.
The man was angry that An Qingli had disturbed others by speaking out, so he also said in a deep voice: "There is a cause and effect that needs to be settled during the day. If you are a man, just come out and meet!"
"Is it that old man who poisons people?" An Qingli asked clearly, "Are you and him together specializing in this kind of robbery and murder?"
Several spiritual consciousnesses were directed towards the person outside the house, as if they wanted to memorize the appearance of the robber to avoid encountering him in the future.
"You! You're talking nonsense!" The man covered his face with a black cloth, smashed the door with a punch, and went straight to An Qingli's door.
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