The self-destruction of the third-level ghost and the self-destruction of an ancient treasure with ice and ghost attributes will not dissipate for a long time.
The two third-level monks glanced at the mountain village at their feet, and then chased the largest fragments of the ancient treasure with all their consciousness.
The sounds of wailing and crying on the ground grew from small to loud. Li Qingtong also assisted the villagers in clearing the ruins and rescuing the wounded.
"Master, Master! Is that the power of a true immortal cultivator just now? When will the disciple be able to fly to the sky like that big brother and big sister?" Jiang Xiaotian said with his eyes full of hope and expectation.
Look at Li Qingtong.
"Xiaoyun has met Master!" Compared to her younger brother Jiang Xiaotian, as an older sister, the girl is more considerate.
"That is a cultivator in the elixir-building stage. My teacher was once a monk in the late foundation-building stage. He is only one step away from the golden elixir! As for when will you, a little guy, be able to fly to the sky... Work hard and it will be stable.
At the fourth level of Qi refining stage, one can fly with a sword."
"But...where is the sword?" Jiang Xiaotian asked with a confused look on his face.
"Little brother!"
"Ahem... Master is currently ill, and some of his external wealth has long since been dissipated. However, as monks like us practice against the heavens, our own foundation is the most important, and tall buildings of tens of thousands of feet are also built up from the foundation bit by bit.
." Li Qingtong said with a slight blush.
"Ten thousand feet? Is there such a tall building in the world?"
"Hahaha... What a cute little guy!" The person who answered Jiang Xiaotian's words was not Li Qingtong, but two figures who suddenly appeared around him.
"Mountain monk Qingye has met two seniors. The disciple is young and ignorant. I hope the seniors will not blame him." Form is stronger than people, so Li Qingtong quickly bowed and saluted.
"You, my junior, have lost all your strength. I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover. Are you still in the mood to recruit disciples?" The one who spoke was the man with the fire attribute among the two monks who had eyes higher than his head.
"The word fate is the most wonderful. Maybe these two little guys can go further on the path of immortality in the future." Li Qingtong showed his helplessness about his condition.
"Hehe... Injuries like yours are rare. I have seen injuries left by monks who had completed the Foundation Establishment Stage and had insufficient accumulation to break through. The aura on your body is very similar!" The woman was taking back her own breath.
After Feijian, his whole temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.
"I dare to ask senior...how should we deal with such injuries?" Li Qingtong said impatiently.
It wasn't until this moment that the man with the fire attribute in the pill-forming stage took a serious look at Li Qingtong.
A perfect monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage who once failed to break through the bottleneck of the Pill Formation Stage?
It's worth taking a serious look at, at most.
"Of course we need the Dao Yun Fruit! The higher the level of the Dao Yun Fruit, the more able it is to dissolve the damage caused by the Dao Injury's backlash."
"Thank you for your guidance, senior!" Li Qingtong did not continue to ask where he could get the Dao Yun Fruit. Spirit fruits containing Dao Yun in the true spirit world were definitely rare.
"Rongmei left! I only got a few incomplete fragments of the ancient treasure. This trial was a waste."
The third-level male cultivator didn't even wait for the female swordsman cultivator to respond. He had already taken the first step to control the air and volleyed into the air, stepping on the Suzaku ring. From a distance, he looked like Nezha stepping on Hot Wheels.
Li Qingtong had to hold back his laughter even if he wanted to.
"It's coming! It's coming!" The next moment the sword light shot up into the sky, and the two third-level powerhouses chased each other and disappeared from Li Qingtong's field of vision.
"Thank you!" Li Qingtong murmured to himself, facing the man and woman who had disappeared.
In his hand is a jade bottle.
"Tian Xin Baicao Dew!" There are several exquisite small characters on the jade bottle, which should be the name of this bottle of medicine.
"Master, is this an opportunity? It seems that it is not too difficult to get it?" The lively and active Jiang Xiaotian looked at his master with hope.
"If you want to try the healing liquid, my teacher can help you." Li Qingtong is a master of alchemy. He has a profound understanding of various spiritual plants and elixirs. He just sniffed it gently.
He has generally understood the efficacy of this bottle of medicinal liquid.
However, Li Qingtong's malicious eyes wandered between Jiang Xiaotian's limbs, making the little guy immediately nervous.
"No! No!" I went to help my parents rescue the villagers.
"My disciple has gone too." Jiang Xiaoyun also said and left.
The mountain village was destroyed to the extent that it almost needed to be rebuilt, and there were not many deaths. Only six or seven unlucky mortals from more than a hundred households became the biggest victims of this disaster.
However, injured villagers can be found everywhere.
It is also due to the fact that everyone in the village practices the Vajra Art. Even if they do not achieve much, their physical strength is several times stronger than that of ordinary people in the Kyushu cultivation world.
Li Qingtong did not relax his mind. After collecting the bottle of medicinal solution, he participated in the reconstruction of the mountain village after the disaster like all ordinary people.
This kind of down-to-earth atmosphere brought Li Qingtong not only the respect of the villagers, but also the disappointment of the two monks in the alchemy stage who secretly observed his every move.
"Rongmei, why do you need to be polite to such a useless person who is too weak to compare with ordinary people? Just capture him and search for his soul. Won't you know exactly what treasures are left behind?" The male and female cultivators in the pill formation stage are.
Quickly deal with the remaining turbid air in the mine and then turn around again.
"Senior brother, can't you think of something else in your mind? We have been fighting and killing all day long. Now we are following the rules and entering the mortal world to kill demons and sharpen our mentality. Don't you think that a casual cultivator with low strength
Are the monks very useful to us?" When the natal sword is not out, the female monk is like an ordinary pretty little beauty of two decades, which is still very cute.
"I don't think he looks like a good person with his sly look. Why didn't he just kill him when he failed in the pill-making tribulation?"
The arrogant man is unwilling to take a closer look at Li Qingtong, as if he is a maggot, and if he takes another look, he will pollute his soul.
Although Li Qingtong himself, who was surrounded by two third-level powerhouses, could not detect everything around him, there seemed to be a thread that was always involved in his heart, making him fearful.
Li Qingtong was all too familiar with this state, and being careful indeed caused the Wannian Ship.
It was dark after all the work, but they just erected a fence and a few simple tents at the original location of the village, lit bonfires, and the women and children were able to rest in these tents.
Li Qingtong left the crowd alone and sat cross-legged on a smooth boulder on the edge of the cliff to meditate.
The two big figures, who had been waiting secretly for too long, concentrated their attention. The vision of a monk during his practice was the most intuitive feature.
The quality of the skills and the strength of the secret techniques are clearly revealed at this time.
As the entire jade bottle of Tianxin Baicao Dew was swallowed by Li Qingtong, the warmth in his belly reappeared.