Mortals ask the immortals

Duan Qing stayed until midnight before carefully leaving the hut, leaving the idiot sleeping soundly in the house.

He had to go outside to load some water first. It was really inconvenient to climb the cliff of the Spirit Mine with an idiot at this time.

He skillfully climbed up the iron chain like a black waterfall, as if walking on flat ground, with almost no effort. The fifth level of Qi training brought about stronger physical fitness.

The man was in mid-air, his hands gripping the chain as tightly as iron pliers, as if he had endless strength.

At this time, Qing couldn't help but feel a little proud, not only because of the improvement in his own strength brought about by the sudden increase in cultivation, but also because, as he had guessed, the spiritual liquid made from the original stone would not trigger the two rituals mentioned by Qian Datong. Spirit binding array.

He had already determined this a few months ago when he first put the half-bamboo tube of spiritual fluid in his bag and went out to replenish the water.

Before that, he also caught a bird outside in advance, brought it back to the deep valley of the spiritual mine, smeared its feet with spiritual liquid, and then released the bird. After confirming that the two-sense spirit binding array and no abnormalities were triggered, he Only then did he dare to climb the iron chain with the spiritual liquid to enter and exit the spiritual mine.

Moreover, he had confirmed it several times in the past six months, and as he expected, there was no dissipation of spiritual energy in the sealed spiritual liquid or even the spiritual spring water.

The last confirmation was a month ago. After filling the water and returning to the mine, he would confirm it one last time.

If half a year has passed and these spiritual liquids and spiritual spring water still do not have their spiritual energy dissipated, then it is almost certain that the sealed spiritual liquid and spiritual spring water can be preserved for a long time.

Then he can start the next step of his plan, which is also the most important and crucial step related to the speed of his future practice, which is to produce spiritual liquid on a large scale.

According to Duan Qing's idea, he should make as much spiritual liquid as possible and take it out for his future practice.

Otherwise, with his qualifications and relying on the spiritual stones issued by the sect, he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to reach the realm of transformation! Not to mention hitting a higher realm.

Duan Qing had just finished climbing the iron chain and was about to reach the top of the cliff along the vines when a few leaves suddenly floated above his head!

Um! what happened?

Duan Qing is a little strange, now is not the season for falling leaves!

He looked at the branches and leaves of the big tree on the cliff. With the moonlight and his current vision, he saw that the branches were full of green and there were many new buds waiting to bloom.

How strange!

After he climbed to the top of the cliff and saw clearly what was in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank. There was actually a person under the tree in front of him, with his back to him, looking at the full moon that was obscured by the branches and could only see the outline.

He felt that the person in front of him was familiar. He should be one of the people who came to the spiritual mine for rotation, but because he couldn't see his face, he didn't know who it was!

At this time, the weather was getting warmer, but Duan Qing suddenly felt a little chilly all over, as if there was an invisible pressure coming on him. The scene in front of him gave him a feeling of déjà vu!

He bit the bullet and spoke first. "Duan Qing, a disciple of Master Sanyan of Yanfeng Peak, has met his senior brother. Do you know his name?"

If he remembered correctly, among the dozen or so people who came this time, Senior Sister Su was the only female, and the others were all male disciples.

As soon as Duan Qing finished speaking, the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared without a trace. The man under the tree also turned around and looked at Duan Qing. It turned out to be the head disciple Xuan Jing.

As soon as he saw Xuan Jing, Duan Qing suddenly understood why he felt that the scene in front of him was a bit familiar just now. Wasn't this the same as when he saw this guy for the first time that day at the foot of Wuxiang Mountain? He had murderous intentions towards him!

Xuanjing looked at Duan Qing and asked with a cold face. "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Duan Qing didn't like this guy at all. He kept a straight face all day long, as if someone owed him spiritual stones!

He replied casually: "I'm thirsty. Come out and get some water."

Xuan Jing was stunned. The concept of eating and drinking was quite ancient for him!

I have become so successful in self-cultivation that I have never even taken Bigu Pill again, let alone eating or drinking!

He reached into his storage bag and took out two porcelain bottles and threw them to Duan Qing. "This is the Bigu Pill that I haven't used before. I'll give it to you. Don't wander around if you have nothing to do in the future. Practice hard and don't let Senior Brother Ma down."

After speaking, he casually glanced at the forest aside.

Duan Qing caught the porcelain bottle and subconsciously looked towards where Xuan Jing was looking, but there was nothing unusual. He turned around and was about to say a word of thanks when he saw Xuan Jing's figure flash and disappear from his sight. .

Tsk, what’s the big deal? Duan Qing felt a little unhappy!

He just said it half-truth and half-falsely, just to dispel the other party's suspicion. Anyway, in the other party's view, he had only just practiced for a short time and was not able to live without grains. It was normal for him to say it to get water.

In fact, he now practices with spiritual spring water every day and no longer needs to eat or drink at all.

However, he still put away the two bottles of Bigu Pills given by Xuanjing. This guy looked cold on the surface, but in fact he probably wasn't bad at heart.

It's just that in the middle of the night, what is that guy doing alone in a place like this?

Um? Alone! No, Duan Qing suddenly remembered the fallen leaves before, maybe. . . He is not alone here!

Thinking of Xuanjing's murderous intention towards him just now, he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine!

If he hadn't revealed his identity first, he might have died by that guy's sword!

But why did he let himself go later? Was it because he was from the same sect?

No!

Everyone in this spiritual mine is from the same sect. The guy should also know that the one who comes up must be from the same sect, but he still has murderous intentions, which shows that he doesn't care about it.

Then maybe it was because of his friendship with Senior Brother Ma Liang?

Remember that person said that Senior Brother Ma was his only friend!

Or maybe it was because his cultivation was insignificant and there was no threat, so there was no need to silence him?

Duan Qing felt that the latter possibility should be more likely. Considering that he gave him the Bigu Pill and mentioned Senior Brother Ma, perhaps the former reason was also the reason!

After figuring out the reason for this matter, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed!

This feeling of having his life in the hands of others and having his life and death in his mind was really... very uncomfortable!

My own life, I have to live it myself, it's not someone else's turn to intervene!

At this time, he remembered the scene on the stone bridge that day when he was thrown into the water by Uncle Wang to save his life.

If I had the strength I have now, how could I let those villains hurt Uncle Wang and Wu Xiucai!

But now, what is my strength in the entire Jinxuan Sect! Anyone can take his life!

Become stronger, my own life must be controlled by myself, Duan Qing only had this thought in his mind at this time!

He walked to the river with anger, filled the bamboo tube and wooden gourd in the bag with water, and then Duan Qing moved his feet, stepped lightly on the water surface, and easily jumped over the river surface of 70 to 80 meters wide, and arrived at the bamboo forest on the other side.

Duan Qing looked back at the river surface in surprise. He just wanted to try it, but he didn't expect to really jump over!

But it happened that he had to make more bamboo tubes to start making spiritual liquid on a large scale.

He took out his flying sword and cut down a piece of thick bamboo in a few seconds. He chose the middle part and made dozens of bamboo tubes of similar size and put them into the bag.

He counted them. Together with the bamboo tubes he made before, he now had a total of 69 bamboo tubes in his bag, and more than a dozen wooden gourds.

With so many bamboo tubes, the spiritual liquid that can be contained is definitely enough for him to use for a long time. You know, before, he only made about half a bamboo tube of spiritual liquid with about 5,000 raw stones.

On the way back, he took some time to chop down a dead tree, made dozens of corks, and got some fodder for the fool.

After all this, the sky was already slightly white. When Duan Qing rushed back to the hut, the fool was sleeping soundly and snoring softly.

He stepped forward and kicked the fool awake. "Stupid thing, let's go."

After saying that, he went out and walked towards the mine when no one was around.

The fool was kicked awake by Duan Qing, and followed behind him in a daze, crying, as if complaining to Duan Qing that he shouldn't wake him up.