Now that the gate to the Mysterious World is no longer there, there is no need for them to stay in Kyoto. What's more, Kyoto is also an empty city now, and people don't dare to go back for the time being. Because those people from Five Elements Continent will definitely go back to check.
If it is discovered that the gate to the mysterious world is no longer there, it will definitely be destroyed.
If anyone is there at that time, it will be an unreasonable disaster to start a killing spree.
When Qin Ling saw Xiao Jinghong like this, the expression on his face immediately softened and he patted him on the shoulder, "Boy, what are you thinking about again? Are you still thinking about your throne?"
"No, I'm just feeling a little emotional."
"What are you feeling at such a young age? You are like a little old man. Ordinary people, dynasties, countries, etc., are nothing in front of cultivators. How many years can you live as an emperor? The strongest can only last a hundred years. Look, cultivators
How many years can a person live? Hong Xuandu may live at least two hundred years, do you know?"
Xiao Jinghong nodded, "Master, I understand."
"It would be better if you really understand. You, the Situ clan, are originally an ancient clan. Hundreds of years ago, you were restricted by the gate of Xuanjie during the First World War. Now there are no such restrictions and shackles. It just so happens that the sky is high and birds can fly, and the sea is broad.
With the fish leaping!" Qinling's heroic spirit was also infected by Xiao Jinghong unknowingly.
Xiao Jinghong nodded firmly and said firmly: "Yes!"
As Qin Ling walked out of the house like a demon, his eyes were calm and free as he said: "Jing Hong, I have a message for you today. When you feel uncomfortable, remember to look forward, not behind."
"Look ahead?" Xiao Jinghong was confused.
"Don't understand? Think about it slowly."
What Qinling left to him was a lonely and tall figure.
A few more days passed.
Mo Liancheng's injuries finally fully recovered.
Qin Ling also began to slip to their side. When it came to practicing or refining alchemy, he would humbly ask Mo Liancheng for advice. Mo Liancheng knew almost everything and taught him everything he could.
How much Qin Ling can learn and master depends on his own understanding and qualifications.
During this period of time, Qin Ling followed Mo Liancheng in alchemy refining. Not only did he obtain some precious elixir recipes, but he also made rapid progress in alchemy. In terms of cultivation, he also made significant progress as he piled up elixirs for refinement.
In the remaining time, Mo Liancheng occasionally made alchemy.
Qinling took out all the harvest in Moyang and let Molian City pick it up.
He was working as a thug next to him, observing Mo Liancheng's alchemy techniques. Xiao Jinghong was in another room, practicing hard, studying medical books, etc., grasping every minute. Qu Tan'er was not idle either, usually sitting cross-legged.
I was meditating aside, closing my eyes as if sleeping, but also not sleeping.
Xiao Mengmeng broke through the first level and was promoted to the second level.
However, he seems to have become a lot lazy. He only maintains one position every day, lying on Qu Tan'er's shoulder without moving, not even moving away. Occasionally, he will open his big eyes in a daze, look around and then fall asleep.
Mo Liancheng and others also tried chatting with Xiao Mengmeng.
It turned out that its eyes were full of confusion.
Obviously, this monster is...his wisdom has not been restored?
It's two more days.
On this day, Mo Liancheng and Qin Ling were refining elixirs.
It was originally an elixir, but suddenly the elixir was destroyed due to the tremor of the Jiuxiao Pagoda.
His brows furrowed slightly, and Qin Ling was also surprised.
Qin Ling looked out hesitantly and said: "Master, what seems to have happened? It can't be that we have arrived at Wuxi Township so soon. It has only been a few days?" The distance is so far and it only takes more than ten days. Could it be that Lord Huang Xuan