I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!

Chapter 4

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Every time I went down the mountain, Bai Qiuran felt a lot more relaxed.

Although he was already aloof, he always felt a bit above Qingming Jianzong. Now he left the sect and stayed away from the mountain gate. Bai Qiuran was finally able to be a pure Bai Qiuran, not the ancestor of Qingming Jianzong. Bai Qiuran.

There are ten countries in the ancient state, and the country under the Qingming Mountain is the upper xuan country among the ten countries. Just as Bai Qiuran is looking for alchemy materials this time, it should be found in the territory of the upper xuan country.

After descending from Qingming Mountain, Bai Qiuran bypassed the town of hanging swords, and then walked towards the area controlled by the royal family of Shangxuan Kingdom. Although he could not ride the sword, Bai Qiuran relied on his own uniqueness in this world. Really Qi, using super light weight exercises, can still achieve the same effect as Yuqi flight, but he does not like that.

For three thousand years, Bai Qiuran has already lost the kind of hurries that come and go, just to find the materials and the impatience to complete the task. This time he went down the mountain not only as a trip to collect materials, but also as a cloud travel.

So instead of rushing to get on the road with Xiuwei, he went to a town nearest to the town of Xuanjian under Qingming Mountain, dragged a horse around, and then leisurely walked along the official road of Shangxuan Kingdom.

But after a short walk, Bai Qiuran was blocked on the road by a group of bad-looking big brothers.

"Excuse me ..."

In the face of this group of strengths about the middle of the forging period, the strongest man in the late forging period, he asked with a gentle smile:

"Everyone stop there, is there anything?"

"thing?"

Several big men surrounded him in groups, and the one headed out showed the big sword with the copper ring in his hand and licked his tongue greedily.

"That is, when our brothers saw that the son was extraordinary and wanted to borrow some entwined flowers, the rivers and lakes were in a hurry."

"Is the road robbed?"

Bai Qiuran said with a smile:

"Everyone, if I remember correctly, this is the official way of Shangxuan Kingdom."

"What about official ways?"

Those roadblockers laughed:

"The Emperor Xuanxuan is now in critical condition. The soldiers stationed in this official way have long been transferred. If you don't give money to your brothers, don't even try to save you today even if the King of Heaven comes."

Is the situation in Shangxuan Kingdom so serious today?

Looking at the bandits who were laughing around, Bai Qiuran thought silently in his heart.

He remembered that when he came down the mountain hundreds of years ago, when he went to Xuanguo, it was a song and dance leveled up, and the people lived in a peaceful country.

The nearby Guzhou and nearby areas were all protected by the Qingming Sect, and there were no unreliable Xiuxian Schools that would come to attack the Qingming Sect.

The local breeds of demons and monsters are generally dealt with by the Qingming Sect disciples who traveled down the mountain, so the ten kingdoms in Guzhou are chaotic, and generally there are only two reasons.

Mutual wars between the ten nations, or chaos caused by high-level domestic battles.

Things like this are generally ignored by Qingming Jianzong. After all, as a Xiuxian school, Qingming Jianzong is still seeking the ascension of Taoism, not the power of the ordinary world. For the chaos in the ancient state, how the rulers change is something that the Qingming Sect does not need to pay attention to, and it is best not to pay attention to it.

Cultivation practitioners do not involve the struggle of ordinary forces. This was the teaching of Qingming Taoists to Bai Qiuran and others, which he passed down all along.

However, if something happened to the robbers and thieves on the road, it would be different. The battle between the powers of Shangxuan ’s domestic power is their business, but throwing here these bandits will harm every innocent who passes this road People, when encountering such people, disciples of Qingming have always done their best.

Thinking of this, Bai Qiuran still kept a smile on his face, but his right hand quietly held the sword handle around his waist, and his thumb gently pushed out a blade.

Three feet of autumn water reflected the cold light and saw Bai Qiuran's movements. The gangsters realized his intention of resisting, so they also raised the weapon in their hands.

But at this moment, behind the group of people, a light drink suddenly sounded.

"Stop it for me!"

A dark shadow flew over from behind, kicked the bandit closest to him, and landed on the ground.

The bandits were frightened apart, and they were alert to Bai Qiuran and the coming person, while Bai Qiuran looked at the person who came.

The visitor was a teenager aged about fifteen or six, with fair skin, a handsome face, and black hair. He had a man's hair bun behind his head and tied it with a white square scarf. He was wearing A white knight's gown embroidered with a flowing cloud pattern, holding a three-foot sword in his hand, looks like a noble child out of a large family in the world.

At this moment, the white-faced little boy was right in front of him with a straight sword in front of him, scolding the bandits:

"Bright daylight, long and bright, even dared to stop and rob on the official road, I really don't put Shangxuan king law in my eyes!"

"Wang Fa?"

The bandits glanced at each other, and then laughed at the head of the bandit:

"Going to his mother ’s king, the brethren will not be able to survive. Whoever wants to put that useless code in the eyes, this year, it is true that you have filled your belly and feel refreshed! Brothers, go together This is also a fat sheep! "

"Boss, you have to show mercy on your sword later."

One gangster licked his tongue.

"Brothers haven't vented for a few days, this boy is a pretty boy, just right ..."

"Go to your uncle!"

The bandit kicked him.

"Man, do you want to do it too? I've grabbed the money, won't I take you to the city's tick bar? Huh?"

"But we are wanted!"

The gangster said grievously:

"There are no soldiers on the official road, but the city is different. We will be killed when we enter."

The bandit thought for a while, as if this was the truth, so he looked down and looked at Bai Qiuran:

"Okay, look closely. This white hair ghost looks pretty good. I'll catch it and take it back later."

Hearing the conversation of these bandits, the fledgling boy over there was flushed with anger, and although Bai Qiuran was still laughing, there was a little more dangerous smell in the smile.

Three thousand years of self-cultivation, he has a good temper, but it doesn't mean that he won't be angry if he encounters anything.

"Shameless bandit!"

However, the male brother over there seemed to be more excited than him. As soon as the gangsters were ready to take action, he immediately pulled out his long sword and started off first.

A bit of majesty and aura of majesty emanated from his body, a little golden light appeared on the blade of the dude's brother, and then he waved at these gangsters with a golden sword Then he shot out and cut off the head of the gangster who had just made this suggestion.

Oh, it turned out to be a fellow in the gas-refining period.

Bai Qiuran thought.

Although gas refining has officially entered the path of cultivation, it does not mean that there are no monks in the refining period. There are only a few people in the big families, the royal family, or the martial arts who can advance to refining. Realm of gas period.

In this state, they can extract the vitality from the body, attack the opponent through the body, or form a layer of defense on the body surface, which is ten times more powerful than the peak of the forging period.

These are the looks of the real gas-refining period. Like Bai Qiuran's breath, he can split the mountains and the sea, and they are already monsters of other varieties.

Blood splattered, and the headless corpse fell on the onslaught path. When they saw the golden sword, the gangsters' expressions changed greatly.

"Infuriating? Master Martial arts!"

The headed gangster shouted and ran towards the mountain forest without looking back.

"Run!"

Several gangsters threw away their weapons in a crying way, ran to the forest next to him, and the male brother stood in place and looked at them with a cold face, but did not intend to continue to act, as if breaking into a threat The cats and dogs of other creatures on his own site, just to let these gangsters be run away by him, do not intend to kill them.

But he didn't plan to kill them all, Bai Qiuran planned to kill them all.

So just as the noble son stunned God, a dash of white rainbow suddenly crossed, and within a semi-circular range of tens of meters from the mountain road, all the trees appeared a sword mark on the same horizontal line.

The sound of crackling sounded, and trees of different thicknesses in the same direction broke into two along the sword mark, then fell down.

Those gangsters were also swept across the waist by this sword, and were divided into two from the waist.