Before dawn, Changqing had already opened her eyes.
He moved his body and took a long breath.
Pick up the wooden stick, step on the Qingyun Step, and practice the Qingyun Sword.
After practicing for only half an hour, Changqing started to light a fire to cook.
Because the Qingyun sword is all-encompassing and invisible, and also because the Qingyun steps are misty and traceless, coming and going without a trace, both of them have no fixed moves.
Evergreen's drill looks a bit lame.
But Dongfang Lan, who had been staring at Changqing all night, was already numbly staying by the courtyard wall.
She had also practiced Qingyun Sword and Qingyun Step, and only then did she realize that Changqing's proficiency was far superior to hers!
Not just now, it seems like it was already so powerful last night!
It looks like he has been practicing for decades or hundreds of years.
Even after watching Changqing's drill, Dongfang Lan herself had some vague feelings.
"Aren't you going to continue practicing? It's a waste of time to light a fire and cook?" Dongfang Lan walked to Changqing.
"enough."
"enough?"
"To develop your own instincts, you have to go step by step and take your time. This is not something that can be accomplished in a day. It is useless to practice too much. I am afraid that it will be worse than enough. Besides, I don't need to rely on this to strengthen my body. The main thing is to improve my cultivation level. "
"???"
Dongfang Lan blinked blankly. She had a strange feeling at this time. Who taught whom?
"Let's eat something together?" Changqing cooked the porridge and placed two plates of pickles.
Dongfang Lan said angrily: "Do you think I can eat it?"
Chang Qing chuckled. After breakfast, the sky was already dark.
After tidying up, Changqing was about to go out.
"Where are you going?"
"Ximen Food Market."
"Are you going to kill a chicken?"
"right."
"Why?"
"Life is all about practice."
"..."
The mayor's courtyard.
In the lobby.
Mayor Li stood aside respectfully, lowering his head and not daring to look directly at the two young men in charge.
Both young men were dressed in black robes, and one of them had a beast embroidered with gold threads.
A middle-aged man, who was in a state of embarrassment and dusty from work, kept winking at Mayor Li. He was none other than the doctor Zhang Qin who ran away overnight.
Facing Zhang Qin's look, Mayor Li was a little confused.
In fact, he still doesn't understand what's going on.
"This is the prison envoy I invited from the city all the way. He took time out of his busy schedule to come here to eradicate the evil spirits in our town... Mayor, I have to show my respect."
Zhang Qin said it directly.
"There are no evil spirits in our town." Mayor Li said.
"I'm afraid the mayor doesn't know that Widow Wang is actually dead a long time ago!" Zhang Qin was about to say.
The young man with no gold embroidery on his black robe sneered, "It seems that you can't shed tears until you see the coffin. The spiritual energy tide in the past cannot sweep here, so your Zizhu Town can be regarded as peaceful. But last year was different... "
"Sun Lin, he won't understand even if you tell him this. Let's go."
The young man with gold embroidered beasts stood up impatiently and was about to leave.
Doctor Zhang Qin hurriedly nodded and bowed to stop him, his face full of worry.
"We, the people in this remote and remote place, are not very knowledgeable, so please don't blame the two prison guards!"
Sun Lin snorted, "I'm just a warrior of the Prison Suppression Department, and my cousin Sun Ju is the yellow-level Prison Suppressant. I don't care, but my cousin came in person, and you are so negligent. What's the point? "
Mayor Li wanted to explain, but couldn't get a word in.
Zhang Qin hurriedly apologized and said to Mayor Li: "This matter is too important. If the widow Xiao Wang harms anyone, it will be a big disaster for our Zizhu Town! Fortunately, there is nothing wrong now, and there is still time."
"No, that Widow Xiao Wang..." As soon as Mayor Li opened his mouth, Sun Ju and Sun Lin saw that Mayor Li was ignorant of current affairs.
Sun Lin pushed Zhang Qin away, and Sun Ju lifted his legs and walked away.
"Mayor, you are going to kill us!" Zhang Qin's face instantly turned pale.
Sun Lin turned around and said, "When you come to beg us, I hope you won't regret it."
The two of them had already walked out of the lobby and came to the courtyard.
Zhang Qin felt weak and planned to really run away this time and never come back.
Mayor Li finally had a chance to speak, and said slowly: "The matter of Widow Wang has been settled."
Zhang Qin was stunned.
In the courtyard, Sun Ju, the Huang-level prison envoy, and Sun Lin, the powerful warrior, gradually slowed down.
"Mayor, you don't understand..."
"Isn't it just a fake corpse? It will turn into a ghost later. It seems to be some kind of spirit awakening state?" Mayor Li has no cultivation level and is just a mortal. Chang Qing mentioned it, but he didn't know whether he remembered it correctly.
"You know?" Zhang Qin's eyes widened, "Then what? How is Widow Xiao Wang doing now?"
"He is laid to rest."
"What's the meaning?"
"Buried."
"How is that possible! There's no guarantee that one night she will just lift up the coffin!"
"According to Chang Qing's instructions, I burned it to ashes and then buried it."
"..."
In the courtyard, Sun Ju and Sun Lin looked at each other.
Those who pretend to be corpses are filled with resentment and obsession, and the ghosts at least have the fighting power of the Qi Condensation Realm.
In a real fight, only Sun Lin, a warrior in the body refining realm, might not be his opponent.
Even if he didn't turn into a fierce ghost and advance to the spiritual awakening realm, he was still not something that the mortals in the town could deal with.
Let me just say one thing: mortals who don't know magic can't hurt evil spirits at all even if they can hurt corpses.
In this remote place, the spiritual energy is thin. Even if there are practitioners, why would they stay in such a place where birds don't poop?
"Changqing? That chicken bully?" Zhang Qin was confused.
He knew that Chang Qing was very good at fighting, but this was not the realm of mortals.
"Yes." Mayor Li nodded and whispered, "Now you have to call him Jiba Taoist."
"Taoist priest?"
Sun Ju and Sun Lin were equally puzzled.
What is a Taoist priest?
No matter what it was, Sun Ju and Sun Lin's faces were on fire at this moment.
How arrogant I was just now, how embarrassed I am now.
"After all, the two adults are here for the safety of our town. We can't let the two adults go in vain." Zhang Qin breathed a sigh of relief, but still signaled to the mayor.
The mayor was very angry at this time and couldn't bear to see these two people asking for benefits as soon as they arrived.
If it weren't for Chang Qing's presence, if something really happened, these two people would probably take advantage of it.
But after all, the two of them were members of the Prison Suppression Department, and they were also cultivators. Although Qingyun Country had laws, these two people were not something that a small mayor like him dared to offend.
"It's too hasty and unprepared. Why don't you two adults have a casual meal first..."
The mayor said respectfully.
"Are we here to eat your food?" Sun Lin snorted angrily.
"That Chang Qing, where is he now?" Sun Ju asked.
"Ximen wet market, live poultry area..."
Before Zhang Qin finished speaking, the two left directly.
…
"Is it true that you have been killing chickens with only one coin? Xiaoqing, what are you trying to do?" The vendor on the side was very puzzled, but he smiled from ear to ear.
Because he is selling chickens.
The vendor joked: "Are you really afraid that the chicken will turn into a spirit and come to settle the score with you? Do you want to kill all the chickens in our town?"
"I'm not afraid of ghosts during the day. Am I still afraid of a chicken becoming a spirit?"
Changqing didn't take it seriously, and the speed of plucking the hair on his hand was almost leaving the afterimage.
Anyway, everyone was exclaiming, it doesn’t matter if they can’t see clearly, it’s enough to look awesome.
Now watching Changqing Kill the Chicken is more like watching a performance.
Dongfang Lan rolled her eyes and was about to say something back when her eyes caught sight of two men in black not far away.
"The people from the Prison Control Department are here, and they seem to be coming for you."
Chang Qing placed the plucked chicken on the chopping board, disembowelled it, raised the knife in his hand, and chopped the whole chicken into regular pieces in just a few breaths.
Dongfang Lan felt even more depressed when she saw this.
She actually sensed the feeling of Qingyun Sword from Changqing's chopping skills...
