"It's great, I finally stopped crying!"
The aunts and uncles all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Isn't he dead?"
The meddlesome person guessed, which immediately attracted a burst of angry looks.
"As early as a year ago, when Xiaoqing came to our Zizhu Town, I knew that he was not an ordinary person."
A respectable old man with a profound face.
"All of us combined are no match for Brother Xiao Qing, of course he is extraordinary!"
The bully followed suit.
At the entrance of the courtyard, the onlookers began to chatter.
Changqing was pushed out of the house by her aunt.
"Young men haven't married yet, so you should keep some taboos, otherwise you'll be criticized and it won't be possible to give you a wife."
"..."
Changqing stopped talking and stopped in the yard, silent for a while.
"It's not easy for Xiao Wang to be a widow. Orphans and widowers don't have any relatives to take care of them..."
"Okay, okay, let's all disperse!"
The aunt stayed to take care of the widow Xiao Wang, and everyone else left one after another.
Changqing couldn't stay and returned to Ximen Vegetable Market.
At first, everyone thought that something dirty had entered Widow Wang's house, but Chang Qing didn't believe it.
But now, no one believes that there are dirty things, but Changqing does.
Back at the booth, Changqing put on an apron.
"If you have this ability, why are you killing chickens?"
The stall was immediately crowded with people, and even the surrounding vendors pricked up their ears.
"Then we have to kill the chicken even more."
Chang Qing's words left everyone confused.
After a pause, Chang Qing continued: "From now on, if you kill a chicken, you will get a copper plate."
Everyone was stunned, and the vendors around him were speechless.
You have no competitors in Zizhu Town, so why did you lower the price yourself?
People who originally took the chickens home when they saw that Chang Qing was not at the stall also took the chickens back when they heard that Chang Qing had reduced the price.
You can't even buy a big meat bun with a copper plate.
"I only kill live chickens...forget it, just bring them."
Changqing continued to kill the chicken neatly, but became very silent.
It wasn't until the afternoon, an hour later than usual when the stall was closed, that we were finally busy.
"Xiao Qing, what's the grudge between you and Ji?"
The chicken vendor nearby smiled and joked.
Changqing smiled slightly and did not explain.
The vendor continued: "Aren't you afraid that one day the chickens in the town will become sperm and come to settle accounts with you?"
The street vendor interrupted: "Go, go, we are selling chickens. What nonsense are you talking about? Even if the chickens really can become sperm, they will be killed by Xiao Qing!"
Changqing listened and felt even more uneasy.
He hurried back to his rented yard and slept directly on the deck chair in the yard.
Not long after, Changqing fell asleep.
In the dream, Changqing once again dreamed of the divine sword.
Ever since I traveled through time, I can dream about it every time.
The translucent divine sword had all kinds of divine light flowing around it, and Chang Qing felt a mysterious feeling in his heart.
The Sword of Creation and Eternal Life.
own life span.
Nine thousand three hundred years.
A cool breeze woke up the hungry Changqing.
Not caring about cooking, Changqing was still lying down, but his eyes were shining.
Changqing, the Creation Eternal Life Sword, has long been verified to be real.
Its abilities are threefold.
One: The Thief of Time.
Kill creatures and gain the remaining life span of the opponent.
A chicken comes out of the cage every year and has a lifespan of about seven or eight years. Killing one can increase its lifespan by six or seven years. This ability will not be affected by other factors, that is to say, even if it is a sick chicken, even if it can only live for a few days, if it is killed by Changqing, it can still gain six or seven years of life.
I've tried it with ordinary plants and trees, but it doesn't work.
Two: A century-old dream.
Consume your lifespan and gain insights.
It is equivalent to spending a hundred years focusing on one thing and completing it in an instant. A hundred years is the lowest unit.
To be on the safe side, Chang Qing saved up his three hundred years of life and tried to use it once, which directly made him perfect at killing chickens.
Later, I also used it one after another, hoping to enter the path of spiritual practice.
As a result, he had a body-refining method that made his body stronger and stronger.
Even a strong donkey cannot pull a millstone for a day, but Changqing can easily lift it.
No matter how hard the stone or iron is, Changqing can crush it and knead it at will.
But after the body reached a limit of strength, it could no longer make any progress. After using it several times in a row without any new insights, Chang Qing stopped.
Because of this, Changqing thought this was an ordinary world.
Three: A moment of eternity.
Consume life and slow down the flow of time.
If you let go and lose your life span at any cost, you can even make time stand still.
But when she is still, Changqing can only move with her thoughts.
When slowing down the flow of time, Changqing's movements can only be within the tolerance of his body.
"This is not an ordinary world. It seems that I am not abnormal."
"Before I went to Xiao Wang's widow's house with my aunt, I activated a once-in-a-hundred-year dream and realized that there are indeed many mysteries in the curse to stop children from crying."
"Since there are dirty things in this world, there must also be spirits, and naturally there will be ways to practice."
"There is no way, no way, I have to rely on my own research and understanding. Even if it takes a thousand years, let alone hundreds of years, I may not be able to do it after traveling through time."
Chang Qing knew in his mind that since he had determined that there was a way to practice, the life spent in comprehending the method would not be wasted.
If one thousand years doesn't work, then two thousand years. If two thousand years doesn’t work, then three thousand years!
Anyway, it has accumulated 9,300 years now!
It’s time to splurge!
He acted as soon as he thought of it, and Changqing sat up cross-legged.
Close your eyes and say silently in your mind.
Launch a century-old dream!
Once...twice...three times...
Ten times...twenty times...thirty times...
After spending nine thousand years of life, Changqing suddenly opened his eyes.
The light in his eyes seemed to be much brighter.
Changqing sniffed, as if smelling something strange.
There seems to be an inexplicable power in the air that enters the body with the breath.
The scorching sun above the head sent a steady stream of scorching heat, making Changqing's body feel warm.
There was a realization in her heart, and Changqing began to breathe rhythmically.
As time passed slowly, a warm current appeared in the body.
Thin silk, intermittent.
But it was this warm current that made Changqing feel that his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Changqing clenched his fists and felt an explosive sense of power that made him feel invincible.
"Nine thousand years of life, in exchange for the way of cultivation..."
Changqing was a little stunned. Was it because his understanding was too poor?
Moreover, this method of cultivation seems a bit strange.
It stands to reason that one should be able to comprehend a certain skill and continue practicing with the help of it.
But Changqing felt that he was directly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.
"The increased strength is enough to deal with spirits. Not to mention chicken spirits, I'm not afraid of any spirits."
"But when it comes to dealing with dirty things, the spells I memorized may be more reliable."
Changqing continued to activate a hundred-year dream, leaving himself a hundred years of life, and the remaining two hundred years to comprehend two spells.
