Immediately, Gu Qing turned and left.
After returning to the underground cavity of the spiritual vein, Gu Qing watched the icy-like mid-grade spiritual stone veins condense around the golden spiritual vein crystal.
"Even if I leave now, this first-level spiritual vein should not fall into a situation where the spiritual energy is defeated and the spiritual vein finally collapses." Gu Qing withdrew his gaze and visualized the pure black vertical eyes between his eyebrows in the hollow underground.
His figure flashed and came to the space of the stone monument.
Several bright orbs around it illuminated the entire space of the stele. The ground was covered with a layer of white jade. A futon was placed in front of the dark stone stele, and Gu Qing sat cross-legged on it.
A few feet away on one side was the remaining half-tank of spiritual spring water. The cold-patterned spiritual dragon that Sun Sheng threw to him was turning its belly in it.
In front of him is a table made of blue-grained cedar wood. There is a wooden shelf like a wall next to the table. The scroll given by Li Hengyang is hanging on that shelf. During the nearly sixteen years that Gu Qing has been practicing in the space of the stone monument, he often stares at it. He used the method of visualizing the sea turtle in the vast sea area on the scroll. Every time he visualized it, he only felt an extremely comfortable feeling, which emerged from the depths of his soul, but he could never grasp that feeling.
The power of his soul has increased a lot again.
Now the coverage of his spiritual consciousness has reached a terrifying six hundred and eighty feet, and he found himself in the space of the stone tablet, sitting in front of the scroll, and after imagining the turtle in the sea, the recovery of the power of the soul would become Extremely fast.
Gu Qing took out all the current talismans from the storage bag.
When he retrieved the first four sections of road accumulation in Huaining County before, he also took out the second-level low-grade spirit-sealing talisman.
This yellow soul-sealing talisman was placed in a jade box. This talisman was of great use. Gu Qing wanted to take action before, but after some thought, he finally kept it.
Counting this spirit-sealing talisman, Gu Qing now has four second-level spiritual talismans.
Among them, there is a void-breaking talisman, a golden armor talisman, a spiritual flame talisman, plus this spirit-sealing talisman. These four spiritual talismans are all second-level low-grade ones.
That spirit flame talisman was Gu Qing's own essence and blood, mixed with some white dew spiritual ink seal paintings. Compared with the original spirit flame talisman that was already in the foundation stage of the monks' essence and blood seal paintings, there was a big gap. The grade was only barely up to To the second level.
To draw this spiritual flame talisman for the seal, Gu Qing consumed twenty-four pieces of high-quality talisman paper and two taels of Bailu spiritual ink.
Fortunately, he finally succeeded in seal painting.
Otherwise, you will suffer from physical pain for a long time.
In addition to ten second-level low-grade spiritual talismans, Gu Qing's number of first-level spiritual talismans now reached a terrifying two hundred and fifty.
I don’t know if it’s the flower-viewing tea that has miraculous effects, or if it’s just a matter of time after getting too many seal-drawing talismans, his first-level talisman has been completely formed, and he’s breaking through to the second-level talisman at a very fast speed, which is more unusual than usual. The monk's first level talisman is much stronger.
Among the two hundred and forty first-level spiritual talismans, there are ten low-level first-level divine forbidden talismans and first-level low-level spiritual sealing talismans.
The God Forbidden Talisman is more than enough to isolate the fluctuations of the soul.
The spirit-sealing talisman can isolate spiritual power fluctuations.
Special talismans such as the Forbidden God Talisman and the Spirit-Sealing Talisman can be found from the first to the ninth level. Due to their special uses, Gu Qing also made ten seal drawings of each for future use.
He made a hundred seals of each of the first-grade low-grade fire dragon talisman and the first-grade low-grade water dragon talisman. This simplest kind of talisman is a pure accumulation of spiritual power. If two hundred of them were thrown out at the same time, what would happen would happen. Very hot.
He made ten seal drawings of the first-level middle-grade diamond talismans.
He made ten seal drawings for the first-level mid-level Ice Blade Talisman.
He made two seal drawings of the first-grade light feather talisman.
He made five seal drawings for the first-grade high-grade cold light talisman.
Among the first-level talismans, the light feather talisman is undoubtedly the most difficult to draw.
Gu Qing's current success rate in seal painting of the Light Feather Talisman is only 15%. It takes seven to eight seal paintings to succeed.
As for the cold light talisman, it reached 25%.
In other words, by consuming an average of four pieces of high-grade talisman paper, he could seal and draw a first-grade high-grade cold light talisman.
Coupled with the previous first-order mid-grade Pyroblast Talisman and several first-order low-grade spiritual talismans, Gu Qing had a total of 258 first-order spiritual talismans. His eyes flashed slightly, and he connected the one hundred fire dragon talismans with the restriction of spiritual consciousness. Then the old trick was repeated, and a hundred water dragon talismans were connected together with the restriction of spiritual consciousness, every three diamond talismans were connected with the restriction of spiritual consciousness, and every three ice blade talismans were connected together with the restriction of spiritual consciousness.
When they were fighting like this, stacks of spiritual talismans were thrown at them. Apart from anything else, no one among the monks under the foundation could bear it.
However, this is hitting someone with a spirit stone. Gu Qing did not intend to use this trump card unless it was absolutely necessary. He waved his hand to put away these spiritual talismans, holding a piece of spirit stone and closing his eyes to adjust his breath.
…
The desert is as sandy as snow.
The sky and the earth are the same color, boundless and boundless. A huge black shadow in the wind and sand plunges into the sand sea with a chirping sound.
Roar--
A huge lizard had its scales pierced by sharp claws. It roared in pain and was caught in the air.
This huge black shadow was naturally Gu Qing's dragon-spine goshawk. It was spinning and flying in the air at this time, looking at the wind and sand as if it were nothing. It struggled to swallow the huge lizard, and its eyes were dull.
On the eagle's back.
Gu Qing shook off the yellow sand on his body. He stretched out his hand to grab a handful of eagle feathers, and was forced to hang in mid-air from time to time.
"This silly eagle should be killed and eaten."
He shook his head helplessly.
Gu Qing has used his spiritual power to slightly change his appearance, mainly changing the flesh and blood structure near his eyebrows. At the same time, he has stretched his joints, making him taller and suppressing all the aura around him. , so that he looks like an ordinary person without spiritual power. His thin body makes him look easy to bully, and his eyebrows make him look kinder.
"Twenty miles ahead is where the Wang family tribe is, but why is it still so deserted around here?"
Gu Qing stood up, squinting at the vast wind and sand, and put the Dragon-backed Goshawk into the bell magic weapon in mid-air.
His body fell suddenly in the wind and sand, but his expression did not change at all, until when he was approaching the sea of sand, there was a slight flash of light under his feet, and his body suddenly stagnated and fell into the sea of sand.
Several figures arrived quickly. Seeing that Gu Qing was fine, these people looked at each other and then clasped their fists towards Gu Qing.
"Fellow Taoist, nice to meet you!"
"Earlier, when I saw fellow Taoist falling, I wanted to help him."
"I never thought that Taoist fellow Taoist master is so bold..."
"I really admire it! I admire it!"
These crooked people may have lived in Tianbei County all year round. Their skin is very rough, and their cultivation is hard to describe.
The person with the highest cultivation level among the people is the thin one on the left who is as thin as a bamboo pole. This cultivation level is at the fourth level of Qi Refining. The other four people's cultivation levels range from the second level to the third level of Qi Refining.
"Where! No matter what, it's just to save some spiritual energy."
Gu Qing took a few steps forward, made a wry smile, and hugged several people.
"Who is not? We monks at the bottom are working so hard. This time I came to the Xiuzhenfang Market here and accepted the invitation of Senior Wang. I tied my head to my belt and thought about earning some spiritual stones to subsidize my cultivation. .”
"Spiritual stones are hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat!"
“My Taoist friend Gu’s words are true and reasonable!”
Several people sighed again.
"I wonder if this fellow Taoist is also here at the invitation of Senior Wang?"
The bamboo pole monk's eyes flickered and he asked Gu Qing.
"As fellow Taoists said, Lin Changqing is here because of Senior Wang's invitation." Gu Qing said with a sincere face, and as he spoke, he 'accidentally' revealed the fluctuations of the spiritual power of the third level of Qi Refining.
The bamboo pole monk's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of joy on his face.
"As the saying goes, if we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, we will meet each other face to face without saying anything!" The bamboo pole monk smiled with a smile on his face. He took a few steps forward and clasped his fists and said, "I see fellow Taoist Lin Changqing as if I were meeting an old friend. Now I have ventured to say something. Can you invite fellow Taoist Lin to express my sorrow?" Have a drink?"
"In this case, Lin is more respectful than obedient."
Gu Qing's expression moved slightly and he stepped forward to greet him.
…
Wang family tribe, in Xiuzhenfang City.
In a restaurant built on the edge of Fangshi, in the hall, dozens of low-level Qi-refining monks were sitting at more than a dozen tables, changing cups and cups, and it was very lively. Gu Qing and the bamboo pole monks he had just met were also among them. .
"I wonder where Brother Lin practices?"
The bamboo pole monk poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and asked casually.
"I used to be in Hanshan City, but now I'm living under someone else's roof." Gu Qing looked disappointed when he heard this and shook his head in response.
"Hanshan City?"
"I heard that the new steward from the Xianhe sect is a man who cannibalizes people without spitting out their bones. His last name seems to be... Gu!"
"This Demon Gu is really an unworthy man! Several of my friends from the Yin family in the Nine Villages were killed by him!"
As soon as Gu Qing said this, the other people spoke one after another.
Their several angry curses quickly attracted other monks in the hall, and the hall suddenly became noisy.
"Demon Gu! You killed my whole family two years ago. I can't sleep at night. I wish I could eat your flesh and sleep like skin!"
"Gu, you took away a batch of goods from the Li family three years ago, causing the Li family to plummet. Li and you are at odds with each other, and I will behead you one day!"
"Gu Demon, you defiled my innocence a year ago..."
Dozens of monks in the hall all cursed Mo Tou Gu, as if Mo Tou Gu had killed their whole family.
As he listened, Gu Qing's expression became increasingly weird.
He never thought that the first time he went out, he would already be so hated.
But it seems that these things were not done by him.
So it seems that someone is using his name to do evil in Tianbei County? Or is it that the evil monks in Tianbei County will often borrow his name? He poured himself a glass of wine.
He took a sip of the wine. It was slightly spicy in his mouth and soon spread to his throat.
Among the dozens of monks in the restaurant hall alone, there are no less than seven or eight people who claim to have been harmed by Demon Gu. If calculated based on this ratio, wouldn't it be his first time to go out, and enemies have already spread all over Tianbei County? ?
"Hanshan City used to be a good place." Brother Zhugan nodded, and then introduced the five of them to Gu Qing one by one.
The bamboo pole monk's name is Zhuo Chi, he is at the fourth level of Qi Refining and wears a common light blue gown.
The yin-yang-faced monk on the side is actually a female cultivator named Pei Ying. She is wearing thick black clothes. She doesn't speak much and only lowers her head while drinking. Her cultivation is at the third level of Qi Refining.
The fat monk with buck teeth was named Zhao Wu, the short monk with protruding eyes was named Dou Qian, and the remaining monk with the most normal appearance was named Gu Changxing. The cultivation of these three people was all at the second level of Qi Refining.
The six people announced their names to each other. Whether it was true or false, they all became more familiar with each other, and the atmosphere at the wine table became more and more lively.
Zhuo Chi, the bamboo pole cultivator, took the opportunity to speak: "How about you, fellow Taoist Lin, come with us next? This way we can take care of each other."
"Yes!"
"We'll stick together to keep warm and share the same hatred. I think we won't be afraid of a fight when we meet ordinary monks in the middle stage of Qi refining!"
"Brother Lin, look..."
The five people, including Pei Ying who didn't speak, looked at Gu Qing. Gu Qing lowered his head when he heard the words and did not reply immediately.
"I'm so lucky to be invited by my brother!"
After a few breaths, he looked around at Zhuo Chi and the other five people as if he had just realized what was happening, and said with excitement, clasping his fists.
