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The teleportation array was damaged and could not be used for teleportation. Duan Qing and the other two had to return the same way and planned to find an inn in the city to stay for a few days. After the teleportation array was repaired, they would teleport to Shenzhou.

The three of them wandered around the city and found that there were very few inns in the city. They walked around for most of the time but still could not find any inns.

Fortunately, when they finally went around the east of the city again, they finally found an inn.

Just as the three of them were about to enter the inn, a surprised voice suddenly came from not far behind them.

"You didn't leave, brat?"

He knew who the person was just by hearing the voice.

Duan Qing looked back and saw that he was right. It was Zuo Wanqiu.

Lin Ziyu and Yu Fan were also beside Zuo Wanqiu, looking at Duan Qing in surprise.

"Something unexpected happened. We have to stay in Shangshui City for a few days." Duan Qing shrugged and explained.

Zuo Wanqiu narrowed his eyes when he heard the words. "That's perfect. Let me take you around the city!"

After Duan Qing left, Lin Ziyu and Yu Fan were originally planning to return to their respective sects.

However, at her invitation, the two decided to stay for a few days, and after watching her elder brother and Huang Shi break through the Tongtian Tower, they would return to the sect.

She first took Lin Ziyu and Yu Fan around the city, and then wanted to take them back to the Zuo family to stay.

As a result, the two did not want to go to the Zuo family and insisted on staying in the inn. She had no choice but to take them here, but she didn't expect to run into Duan Qing.

"Hehe, yes, brother Duan, the scenery in the city is unique and worth seeing!" Lin Ziyu said with a smile.

Before, Zuo Wanqiu took her and Yu Fan around, and the scenery in the city was indeed good, but Duan Qing was not there, so she had no interest in it.

Now that Duan Qing has returned, she can't help but be very interested.

Zuo Wanqiu and Lin Ziyu were so enthusiastic about Duan Qing that Xue Wanyun felt very uncomfortable.

She pursed her lips and didn't care at all. "What's so good about this tiny place!"

After searching for so long in the city, Xue Wanyun finally found this inn. She was already impatient to walk around.

After hearing Zuo Wanqiu say that she would take the three of them for a stroll, it would be strange if she had any interest.

Zuo Wanqiu was beautiful and flirtatious. "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Anyway, I didn't want to invite you!"

Xue Wanyun snorted lightly, glanced at Duan Qing, and said with a smile: "You want to invite, but they may not be willing to go, right, Junior Brother Duan!"

Duan Qing was embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and said nothing.

Once the two of them got into a fight, he would definitely make the quarrel worse if he interrupted, so he simply didn't help either side.

"You... hum!" Zuo Wanqiu was so angry that she left angrily.

She rarely got the upper hand in bickering with Xue Wanyun!

It was late today, and there was no point in saying more. Anyway, Duan Qing was going to stay for a few days, so it wouldn't be too late for her to come to Duan Qing tomorrow.

After Zuo Wanqiu left, Duan Qing and others moved into the inn, each asking for a room and settling down.

That night, Duan Qing interrupted his practice, carefully took out the egg of the Illusion Butterfly, and spread it on his palm.

The red spot on the egg of the Illusion Butterfly had disappeared, replaced by red cracks all over the surface of the egg, as if something inside was about to break out of the egg.

Looking at the Illusion Butterfly egg in front of him, Duan Qing couldn't help but smile.

He was not idle on the way.

On the way from Jizhou Dameng City to Huangzhou Shangshui City, he took advantage of the night rest and experienced many failures. He finally completed the refining of the cocoon mud, and used it on the Illusion Butterfly egg with his own blood.

After a period of time, he estimated that the Illusion Butterfly egg was about to hatch.

He was quite looking forward to this Illusion Butterfly, which ranked 17th on the Alien Insect List and could control other people's minds.

In addition, in addition to hatching the Illusion Butterfly, he has also become familiar with all the acupoints in his body. After many practices, he finally mastered the almighty art Suzaku Transformation.

But he is still too skilled now, and has no chance to test the power of Suzaku Transformation.

At the same time, he also secretly learned the secret art of Baimeng Sect from Ouyang Yu, Baimengxing.

But like Suzaku Transformation, it is not yet proficient.

After learning two powerful arts, his strength has improved a lot compared to the Lunmeng Conference.

If he fights Lin Tiansheng again, he will definitely win much more easily, and it will not be as difficult as last time.

Of course, Lin Tiansheng has died at the hands of Xue Wanyun, and there is no chance to fight him again.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one is around in the middle of the night, Duan Qing still practices Baimengxing and Suzaku Transformation.

He first performs Baimengxing to hide his body and breath, and then starts practicing the almighty art Suzaku Transformation, so that he can minimize the movement.

After learning Baimengxing, he has been practicing like this.

Compared with the cultivation that cannot be improved in a short period of time, practicing these two skills thoroughly can improve his strength.

After all, he is going to the Shinto Sect. Although Xue Wanyun is helping him, who can predict the good and bad luck before the dust settles!

In the final analysis, his own strength is the foundation of his survival in the Middle Earth.

Especially after seeing Wan Buliu of the Huanjian Sect today, he was deeply touched by this.

Perhaps only by practicing to the level of Wan Buliu, the Buliu Sword God, can he gain a firm foothold in the Middle Earth!

This time when he goes to the Shinto Sect, if he can successfully obtain the identity of a Shinto disciple, he must practice hard and improve his strength as soon as possible.

Duan Qing concentrated on practicing the two skills of Bai Mengxing and Zhuquebian. Unknowingly, the sky was getting brighter.

After practicing for most of the night, he became more proficient in the two skills.

He believed that as long as he persisted in practicing for a period of time, he would be able to fully master the two skills.

However, if he wants to fully integrate them, he must go through the test of actual combat.

Seeing the sky gradually brighten, Duan Qing stopped practicing Bai Meng Xing and Zhuque Transformation, and prepared to use some more cocoon mud for the fantasy butterfly eggs.

According to the jade slip of the beast taming secret technique he obtained, the effect of cocoon mud is best when used in the morning, when day and night alternate, with one's own essence and blood. The effect is much worse at other times.

He almost always chooses this time to use cocoon mud for the fantasy butterfly eggs.

Glancing at the fantasy butterfly eggs placed on the bedside, Duan Qing took out a fist-sized porcelain jar, which contained the cocoon mud he had refined during this period.

As soon as the porcelain jar appeared, it immediately exuded a very subtle smell, like wood but not wood, like soil but not soil, and blended with the faint smell of wooden tables and chairs in the room. If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to distinguish.

Duan Qing stretched out two fingers and scooped out a ball of dark green cocoon mud from the porcelain jar very neatly, and evenly smeared it on the surface of the fantasy butterfly eggs.

Then, he gently cut his finger with the flying sword and dripped a few drops of blood onto the fantasy butterfly eggs.

As soon as Duan Qing's blood fell onto the fantasy butterfly eggs, it immediately merged into the cocooning mud on the surface.

The originally green cocooning mud gradually turned golden yellow.

Then, the golden cocooning mud began to slowly wriggle, as if it had come alive.