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Driven by Qinghe's spiritual thoughts, in less than half a day, the couple arrived at a city where sorcerer monks gathered at an unbelievably fast speed.After dismounting the flying sword and approaching the city gate, Jiang Haochuan raised his head slightly, his gaze was projected above the city gate through the cover of the black robe, and he murmured softly, "Ke'an City?"

Qinghe felt a little dizzy due to the high-intensity use of divine thoughts.Hearing the murmurs of the people around him, he subconsciously raised his eyes and scanned the three words, then closed his eyes, gathered the black robe around his body, and led Jiang Haochuan into the city along the bustling crowd.

It wasn't until they held hands and walked for a long time on the wide and noisy street that Qinghe barely suppressed the feeling of dizziness, collected himself, and said, "According to the speed of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator's sword control Calculated, it will take about eight or nine days for other people to rush to this place, and it will take more than half a day to get to the next target from here. Dutian Dijun's request for everyone is to go to the target's home within ten days At the gate, the original intention was to not allow us any free time at all. But we came so quickly, it is equivalent to saving nine days of traveling time, and we can do a lot of things."

Although Emperor Dutian is arrogant, he is not a fool. If these puppets are allowed to run around, he will be hunted down by the masters of righteousness and evil in a short time.Therefore, even though he followed Ning Yerou's suggestion, he set the time limit so short—it was only ten days. Even if the little shrimps in the foundation building stage ran away with all their strength, they would not be able to escape very far. Don't even think about it; the elders have high cultivation bases and fast travel speeds, so you can relax a little bit, but they are all people who are helpless in both righteousness and evil, so Emperor Dutian is even less worried.

One sheet and one relaxation is the way to employ people.Emperor Dutian is still complacent about his wise decision-making, but he doesn't know that there is Qinghe among his puppets...

After listening to Qinghe's analysis, Jiang Haochuan nodded, and responded seriously: "Is your body okay? We will follow your arrangements for what we should do."

"I'm fine, just find an inn to rest for a while, and make golden pills by the way." Just as he was speaking, Qinghe brought Jiang Haochuan to the door of an inn that was not too high or low, and whispered expectantly: "Now It’s still early, and if everything goes well, you and I will be Golden Core stage monks by tonight, and our strength will not be the same as it is now, even against the masters of the Huashen stage, we can join hands to fight together.”

Before seizing the house, Qinghe hadn't worried about the issue of strength for a long time, and after seizing the house, even though he was plagued by bad luck, he was still protected by Daoxuan, so Qinghe was not in a hurry to improve his strength, and even kept a low profile , Slow down the promotion speed, so as not to be too showy.However, since raising this dull lucky star around her, life has become more ups and downs, and experiences have become more dangerous every time. Therefore, Qinghe had to give up the luxury of living a leisurely life, and once again found the young people's blood and hard work. mentality, in order to meet Fu Xing's adventure needs and work hard.

After paying enough spirit stones and walking into the guest room, Jiang Haochuan still couldn't react. While helping Qinghe to check the magic circle and set up restrictions, he asked, "We are both forming a golden core today? Is it too late?" Don’t be too anxious. Although you have spiritual thoughts to assist in forming alchemy, your soul is still injured. Can you sustain continuous use of spiritual thoughts? Also, I need to trouble you to refine the gold yuan pills that I need to form alchemy. , You have worked so hard..."

"Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion." Qinghe went to the bedside and sat down, looked softly at Jiang Haochuan who was full of concern, and said with a faint smile: "During this period, even when I was killing people and rushing on the road, I They are all distracted from nurturing their souls and working hard to accumulate their spiritual thoughts, just waiting for this day... You just wait for a while, forming alchemy is extremely simple for me, and it will not be much slower than your sky-defying speed, God It will be done before dark."

Without waiting for Jiang Haochuan to say anything, Qinghe sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, slowly raised his palms, and formed a magic seal in front of his dantian... Jiang Haochuan stared at his sweetheart with wide eyes, not even daring to breathe With a mouthful, I can only secretly pray for Qinghe in my heart.

The confident Qinghe quickly entered the state, his spiritual altar was empty, and he urged the deep purple cyclone in the dantian with his thoughts to spin faster and smaller, and the strange fire in the center of the cyclone was pulled by his spiritual thoughts. It fell straight down, fluttered and landed on the bottom of the dantian, giving up the most critical center position - the next moment, the narrow and pointed lower part of the cyclone shrank back, and the wide and round upper part wrapped and closed, forming a different shape. It is a very perfect ball, in which there is a surge of spiritual power, as if it wants to break through the package of this ball, rush out of the dantian, and merge into the wider world.

Qinghe calmly wrapped the deep purple and uneven spiritual power ball with his spiritual thoughts, and even attracted the strange fire to float up, using the flame heart to burn the bottom of the ball to refine the spiritual power, making it more pure .Not long after, there seemed to be a sudden "boom" in his dantian, and the spiritual power ball exploded instantly, turning into wisps of purple smoke and flying out, and at the position where the spiritual power ball was originally hanging, A golden pill the size of a thumb is rolling around, its color is pure and bright, exuding an indescribable mysterious beauty.

Qinghe "captured" the scattered purple smoke of spiritual power without leakage, and sent it to the flame center of the different fire to burn it until all the impurities disappeared, and the pure spiritual power overflowed to the golden flame along the direction of the flame. The bottom of the elixir was completely absorbed by the rotating golden elixir—nourished by spiritual power, a layer of hazy light appeared on the surface of the golden elixir, and the overall feeling became more rounded and consistent.

However, in less than half an hour, the process of congealing the golden core came to an end. This iron-like fact proved that Qinghe was not exaggerating. With the assistance of divine thoughts, the progress is extremely smooth: But then again, the luck blessing of Fuxing is also helpful-the existence of different fires is the most intuitive expression. Without the assistance of different fires, refining and concentrating the spirit The hard steps still take a lot of work.

Qing He Shu Er opened his eyes, looking brightly and joyfully at Jiang Hao Chuan, who was looking at him with his chin propped on his hand, and said with a slight smile, "You're done, it went very well."

"It's that simple?" Jiang Haochuan exclaimed in disbelief, threw his arms around Qinghe's neck, and said with bright eyes, "It must be because my Qinghe is the best!" He had never seen anyone else with his own eyes before. To be promoted, his own promotion is completed by clicking a button, so his perception of the promotion of cultivators is always stuck in the impression that it takes decades of seclusion and a narrow escape to succeed.

Jiang Haochuan told his sweetheart all kinds of descriptions he saw in novels in his previous life, which made Qinghe burst into laughter: "Smooth promotion is always very fast, but what is really long is the process of experience, comprehension and accumulation before promotion. It's like storing water and breaking through the dam at once, the faster the speed, the smoother it will be. It will be worse if the time for advancing to retreat is too long, and if you can't go all out, you will probably be aborted."

Nodding suddenly, Jiang Haochuan asked again: "You said earlier that you want me to form alchemy today, so are you going to start alchemy soon? You have just advanced, why don't you rest for a night, anyway, I will form alchemy." I am very relaxed when swallowing a pill, but you are the one who is really troubled."

Qinghe shook his head, "I don't intend to make alchemy for you. I don't have all the medicinal materials on my body. Not only will it take time to collect the spirit grass, but it will take at least three days from the furnace to the alchemy. Time is precious and cannot be wasted. I will give it to you at night. You buy a few and come back, eat and leave, we have more important things to do."

Jiang Haochuan said "Oh" and nodded in agreement with understanding.Qinghe rubbed Fu Xing's head, and said in a gentle voice: "Even if I didn't make alchemy myself, I would be reluctant to wrong you. The black market in Ke'an City is well-known in the magic way, and it is not a problem to get a few heavenly pills. I guarantee you success in forming alchemy. "

"Black market?" Jiang Haochuan's eyes lit up, and he became interested immediately.

Qinghe got up and walked to the desk, spread out a piece of paper and picked up a pen to write the letter, saying as he wrote: "Ke'an City is the closest magic city to the righteous way, and its name means 'guest peace of mind', so there are many people in this city. There are many special places, and the black market is one of them, where all kinds of weird things are sold."

Jiang Haochuan leaned close to Qinghe and stretched his head to look. In his impression, apart from drawing talismans, this was the first time he saw Qinghe writing with a pen, and his curiosity was aroused——Qinghe's calligraphy is majestic and majestic. Look, I can still feel an indescribable meaning, which seems to carry a unique evil spirit, but it seems that the words are free and easy.

The content of the letter surprised Jiang Haochuan, because Qinghe was actually telling someone that he was not the cause of the recent Zhengmo turmoil—this "he" certainly did not refer to Qinghe, the head of the Xuanji Sect. This letter made it clear It was written by Mo Chengyuan's identity, and the letter also mentioned that there was a big problem with the "Devil Squad" led by Emperor Dutian, and it was suspected that the remnants of the Corpse Sect were causing trouble!

"Who is this letter addressed to? Are you planning to use the contacts of the Demon Dao to deal with Dutian's scum? Didn't you say before that they are not trustworthy? Wouldn't it be terrible if they found out that you are in a bad situation? "Jiang Haochuan blinked blankly.

Qing He smiled without saying a word. He finished writing the letter eloquently. He put down the pen and stared at the place where the signature was signed. There was a flash of red light in his eyes, and then a "Mo" that was flaring like a fire The imprint of the word fell on the paper, exactly the same as the pattern printed on the wall of the underwater maze before.

Then, under Jiang Haochuan's surprised eyes, Qinghe tore off the beginning of the letter, the blank corner where the recipient should have been written, and then he folded several stacks of letter papers and put them in the storage bag, smiling maliciously Said: "Later, we will go to the black market to buy pills for you, and by the way, take this letter to the public auction... You know, a personal letter with my spiritual imprint is always very valuable."

"Pfft!" Jiang Haochuan gave a thumbs up, expressing his sincere admiration for Qinghe's creativity. It seems that in front of the "professional black pot" Mo Zun, Du Tiandijun's ability to stir up trouble is nothing more than a child's play.