Under the night, a banquet was being held in a very luxuriously decorated mansion, which was very lively. The owner of this mansion was Chen Zhihua, the general of a poor country and a fifth-level monk.
Chen Zhihua was once an inner disciple of the Qinghe Sect. Because he had no hope of entering the Golden Elixir in this life, he went to a poor country to become a general and enjoy the wealth and honor of the world.
Chen Zhihua held a banquet in the mansion to welcome his good friend Qiu Shaoke of Qinghe Zong.
At the banquet, in addition to the two foundation-building monks Chen Zhihua and Qiu Shaoke, there were also several Qi-Condensing Stage monks, all of whom were recruited by Chen Zhihua. Everyone drank and drank, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
In the center of the banquet, several beautiful women wearing light veils danced to add to the fun of the banquet. These women were all ladies of the great family who were kidnapped by Chen Zhihua from the enemy country.
Chen Zhihua and Qiu Shaoke sat side by side on the main seat.
"Junior brother Su, your life here as a mortal general is quite comfortable. You have good wine and beautiful company, and you can enjoy yourself leisurely. Compared with you, those of us who are practicing hard in the sect live a miserable life."
When Qiu Shaoke spoke, his eyes followed the dancing woman.
"Senior Brother Qiu is different from me. I know that there is no hope of stepping into the golden elixir in this life, so I can only take advantage of the opportunity in the rest of my life to enjoy a good time." Chen Zhihua drank the wine in the cup and laughed again: "And Qiu
Isn't Senior Brother coming to Youqingguo now? I will make arrangements in the past few days so that Senior Brother Qiu can have a good time."
Qiu Shaoke said, "I came to Youqiong Country just to kill Su Ping'an on my master's orders! If I kill him, I will immediately return to the sect."
Hearing Qiu Shaoke mention Su Ping'an, Chen Zhihua pondered for a moment and said: "Brother Qiu, don't worry, I have asked them to print many copies of the portrait you gave me and give it to the soldiers responsible for guarding the city gate. As long as
As soon as they find the person in the portrait, they will immediately report it. But who is this Su Ping'an? Elder Liu actually ordered Elder Liu to personally order and send Senior Brother Qiu to kill him..."
"According to Master, this Su Ping'an is just a fifth-level cultivation base of Foundation Establishment." Qiu Shaoke drank a glass of wine and sneered, "He is a disciple of Amaterasu Sect's Xiaozhu Peak. As for why he was killed, Master didn't tell me, and I don't either.
Dare to ask."
"I can kill just a monk at the fifth level of foundation building. Master promised me that after I complete this task, he will give me a drop of Qinghe wine. With this drop of Qinghe wine, I will be more confident about entering the golden elixir realm in the future.
So much confidence." Qiu Shaoke said with confidence.
“Qinghe wine!!!”
Hearing that Qiu Shaoke could get a drop of Qinghe wine after completing this mission, Chen Zhihua was filled with envy. If he had the chance to get a drop of Qinghe wine, although he would not be able to enter the Golden Core realm, at least his cultivation would be improved a little.
, his cultivation has been stuck at the fifth level of foundation building for so many years, unable to make progress.
Qinghe wine was brewed by the leader of the Qinghe Sect who collected 360 kinds of precious materials from heaven and earth. The value of this jar of Qinghe wine is equivalent to a ninth-grade treasure.
Qiu Shaoke's master, Elder Liu, only had a jar of Qinghe wine, which was only given to him by the headmaster of Qinghe Sect because he had made great contributions to the sect.
For Yuanying stage monks, Qinghe wine has the effect of nourishing the soul and improving cultivation, but the effect is extremely insignificant. Even if Yuanying stage monks drink a whole jar of Qinghe wine, the improvement in their cultivation will only be a small amount.
During his hundred days or so of cultivation.
Moreover, the headmaster of the Qinghe Sect brewed Qinghe wine not to improve his own cultivation, but because he thought it tasted good and liked to drink it.
But for the monks in the foundation-building stage, Qinghe wine is a panacea! As long as a monk in the foundation-building stage drinks a drop of Qinghe wine, it is worth three months of hard training. Of course, it also takes ten days to refine the medicinal power of this drop of Qinghe wine.
time.
In other words, if a monk in the foundation-building stage drinks a drop of Qinghe wine, his cultivation speed can be increased by nine times!
Of course, in addition to improving cultivation, the most important effect of Qinghe wine is to nourish the soul. The stronger a person's soul, the higher his understanding, and the faster he can comprehend exercises and spells. At the same time,
When encountering some mysterious soul attacks, his soul resistance will be stronger.
The most important thing is that the soul determines the length of a monk's cultivation time!
In this fairy world, a monk will continue to consume his soul when he enters a state of cultivation. When his soul is consumed to a certain extent, he will enter a state of fatigue. After entering this state, he must end his practice immediately. If he forcibly practices in a state of exhaustion, the first practice effect will be greatly reduced.
, Secondly, if you accidentally fall into the devil's trap, the consequences will be disastrous, ranging from falling into the devil's way to death.
Therefore, after each practice, the monks have to wait for some time to recover their soul state before they can continue to practice. It is said that this situation can only be eliminated by breaking through to the realm of transformation.
Because the recovery speed of the soul of a monk in the realm of gods is amazing, the consumption of the soul by cultivation is less than 10% of its recovery speed. Therefore, it is very common for monks in the realm of gods to retreat for hundreds or even thousands of years at a time.
matter.
The effect of Qinghe wine on cultivating the soul may be minimal for Nascent Soul stage monks or monks in the Transformation stage, but for monks in the Foundation building stage, the effect is visible to the naked eye. This drop of Qinghe wine is enough to bring down the foundation building stage monks
The soul strength is doubled!
"Of course, if Senior Brother Qiu gets this drop of Qinghe wine, it will definitely form a golden elixir in the future. I would like to offer a toast to Senior Brother Qiu." Chen Zhihua became a little closer to Qiu Shaoke, raised his glass and toasted, smiling.
While the two were talking, a soldier wearing armor walked in.
"Tell the general, the soldiers guarding the city gate have sent news that the person the general is looking for has entered the city!"
Upon hearing the soldier's words, Qiu Shaoke placed his wine glass heavily on the table and stood up. In his eyes, there was an unconcealable murderous intent.
"Take me to him!"
"Senior Brother Qiu, why are you so anxious?" Chen Zhihua stood up and said to Qiu Shaoke: "Su Ping'an can't run away anyway. Why don't we finish the wine and kill him tomorrow?"
"Huh, I can't wait any longer." Qiu Shaoke said, "Junior brother Chen, please wait here for a while. It won't be too late to come back and continue drinking after I kill Su Pingan."
Chen Zhihua chuckled and said, "Then I will warm the wine and wait for Senior Brother Qiu to come back."
Chen Zhihua did not propose to go with Qiu Shaoke. As a general of a poor country, he did not dare to offend both Qinghe Sect and Amaterasu Sect. How could he take the initiative to take a trip into this troubled water?
Chen Zhihua pondered for a moment, then called a subordinate wearing armor to his side and ordered: "In half a quarter of an hour, you go to the Imperial Preceptor's residence and report to the Imperial Preceptor that the Qinghe Sect disciples will kill the Amaterasu Clan disciples in the capital."
"You must tell the Imperial Master that I tried to dissuade Qiu Shaoke, but Qiu Shaoke didn't listen. Do you understand?"
"Yes!" The soldier in armor took the order and left.
Chen Zhihua sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, drinking it leisurely with a smile on his face. In this way, even if Qiu Shaoke killed Su Pingan, the Imperial Master and Amaterasumen would not be able to blame him.