Mortal Immortal Palace

With a wave of his hand, all the five-element spirit swords fell into his sleeves!

After turning into a top-grade spirit weapon, the power increased by more than 30% again.

With the superposition of the second-level five-color divine light, he dared to claim that he was invincible at the same level, and no one could stop him!

"The two sets of attack systems and defense systems are finally completed!"

"Next, we have to prepare to find the earthly evil spirit!"

He looked at the merits in his token, and there were probably tens of thousands of them, all accumulated from his alchemy this month.

This month, he frantically refined the four top-grade elixirs, and the output alone exceeded 5,000.

These first-level top-grade elixirs can be worth two points each, which greatly enriched the supplies of the alchemy hall.

"It should be enough!"

Thinking of this, he quickly went to the mission hall!

The reward for the information of the seventy-two earthly evil spirits-the real dragon evil spirits of the earth!

Then he came to the main hall of the alchemy hall and found the deputy hall master Wen Xinqu as soon as possible.

Wen Xinqu looked at Zhou Qing's arrival, and a trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes.

He saw everything Zhou Qing did during this period.

He refined a large number of pills every day, all of which were top-grade, with a success rate of up to 30%.

He greatly saved the resources of the sect and was a truly capable and virtuous person.

"Elder Wang, do you have something to ask me?"

Zhou Qing nodded slightly, "I want to ask for leave from the Palace Master!"

"I want to go out to find the Earthly Evil and the Heavenly Gang Qi to complete the cultivation of the middle and late stages of foundation building!"

Hearing this, Wen Xinqu's eyes suddenly condensed.

"Elder Wang, the last matter of the Ghost Pavilion is not over yet."

"Since someone has offered a bounty on you, they will at least assassinate you three times."

"The last assassination failed, and the next two times may send out more powerful opponents!"

"You will be in danger then!"

Zhou Qing smiled slightly when he heard this, "Palace Master, don't worry, since I'm going out, I will naturally make all the preparations."

"I won't give them a chance, and even if they come, I'm afraid it won't be me who will die!"

Hearing Zhou Qing's confidence, Wen Xinqu frowned slightly, but after thinking about it, he couldn't stop it.

After all, it concerns others' cultivation and enlightenment!

If you are one point faster on the road of cultivation, you will be faster step by step, and if you are one point later, you will end up with your life span exhausted.

His face was slightly solemn, "Since you want to go out, I won't stop you,"

"But you should have a lot of points in your hand!"

"I have a talisman of a third-level spell here-Golden Knife Technique, which is equivalent to a golden elixir attack!"

"This is a technique dedicated to killing and it is also ranked top among the third-level spells!"

"One thousand points, I will exchange this talisman for you!"

Hearing this, Zhou Qing's heart moved, and he immediately knew that the other party was taking care of him.

Treasures of the third level cannot be exchanged if they are not at the level, even if they have merits.

Resources are always scarce, and people of the corresponding level must be guaranteed to get the corresponding resources first.

High-end combat power is the backbone of a sect!

In addition, even if you are a genius, if you have not reached the corresponding level, you will not be given high-level resources at will.

Zhou Qing paid the merits and got this Golden Knife Technique Talisman!

The talisman was golden in color, with dense patterns on it, outlining a golden sword. The sharpness that came towards him made his face hurt a little.

Feeling the powerful pressure in the talisman, Zhou Qing's face was slightly condensed!

The power of this spell was indeed amazing, and he quickly put the talisman away!

He bowed slightly to Wen Xinqu, "Thank you, Palace Master!"

Wen Xinqu smiled slightly, "Be careful, you are a pillar of talent."

"The future is limitless!"

"I have told the Palace Master about your affairs, and he is very interested in you!"

Zhou Qing was awed by the words, "Thank you, Palace Master Wen, for your cultivation!"

Zhou Qing returned to his alchemy hall!

He took out all the ordinary materials he had accumulated!

He refined various first-level pills, all of which reached the top grade!

Although the five-color divine light was condensed, each divine light could evolve into the original corresponding spell.

The next batch of thousand-year-old marrow washing flowers will take more than a month to mature, and these medicinal materials will not be used for the time being.

It can be used directly to refine various elixirs that may be needed.

Three days later in a blink of an eye!

Zhou Qing got the news from the Mission Hall!

Zhou Qing frowned as he looked at the information in his hand.

As the first evil spirit of the Earth Evil, the Earth True Dragon Evil is very rare.

Every time it appears, it will attract countless cultivators to fight for it!

This evil spirit cannot be found on the current Xuanzhen Continent!

But recently, a foundation-building cultivator who has cultivated the Earth True Dragon Evil appeared in the east of Xuanzhen Continent. The other party is very likely to have found a new location for the Earth True Dragon Evil!

Although the other party is only a flash in the pan, it has attracted the attention of many people.

Zhou Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light, "It seems that there will be a good meal!"

With a pinch of his right hand, the letter paper in his hand has turned into ashes.

He glanced at Wukong who was playing!

At this time, it was wearing a Taoist robe with a black spiritual weapon flying sword in its hand, dancing with the sword like a human!

The black flying sword was obtained from Jian Danqing, silent and without any fluctuations. This is a sword specially used for assassination.

But its power is not weak, it is a top-grade spiritual weapon!

At this time, Wukong has already practiced the Dust-Watching Technique, and has practiced all the way to the thirteenth level. He has already reached the great perfection of Qi Refining and may succeed in building a foundation at any time.

However, Zhou Qing did not have the foundation-building pill in his hand for the time being, and planned to refine a few pill kings for it after returning!

"Let's go, stop playing!" A faint voice sounded!

Wukong quickly stopped dancing with the sword in his hand, rolled to his side, and dived into the spirit beast bag.

Zhou Qing put away the spirit beast bag, raised his hand and waved it, and all the things in the palace were put into the storage bag!

He left the palace in a flash, passed through layers of inspections and went down the mountain.

At this time, the cave of the Fire Wind Fairy!

She had received the news, and a ferocious smile appeared on her face.

"You really dare to go out, haha, this time the Ghost Pavilion will not let you go so easily."

"I have tripled the price!"

"I must make you die!"

"And the people of the alien demons, also move for me!"

At this time. The Fire Phoenix Fairy transferred all her anger to Zhou Qing.

Of course, in addition to resentment, it was also to prevent him from refining the Holy Light Pill!

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After Zhou Qing came down the mountain, he did not hide his whereabouts. He raised his sword and headed east.

He was just luring the snake out of its hole, wanting to see how powerful his five-color divine light was!

He flew about a thousand miles and passed by a huge mountain range.

Suddenly, a black cloud rose from below and swept towards Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing frowned and swept his consciousness downward!

His eyes condensed slightly!

A large number of ghost soldiers were wrapped in a black cloud, and the number reached at least three thousand!

They deployed their troops and swept towards him!

Among these three thousand ghost soldiers, there was an old man with evil spirits, sitting in a black sedan chair, carried by seven or eight ghost soldiers.

Zhou Qing's mouth curled up slightly, "Is it coming!"