Seeing the Zhennan Foundation Building rushing toward him, Ling Ming's expression remained unchanged. He raised his left arm, and the red and white silk wrapped around it automatically moved without wind. Ice-blue light overflowed and turned into a flower in front of him. Snowflake-like ice crystals.
When Zhennan Ji Zhu saw this, he narrowed his eyes, stepped on his feet, and poured all his spiritual power into the copper stick in his hand. He danced up, and he actually wanted to face the enemy head-on. He only used one force to defeat him ten times.
"boom!"
The eight-foot copper stick hit the ice crystal hard, but the sound it made was not the crisp or shattering sound he imagined, but a muffled sound that made people feel heavy. A flash of light flashed in Zhennan Zhuji's eyes. Shocked, he did not expect that his full blow could not break the ice crystal.
Through the ice crystals, Zhennan Zhuji looked at Ling Ming, who was standing motionless behind him, with his body slightly deformed. He was holding his hands across his chest, motionless, and his chin was slightly raised, showing a bit of mockery. This couldn't help but make Zhennan Zhuji feel a surge of unknown anger in his heart. With a cold snort, the copper stick was raised again, wrapped in spiritual light, and fell heavily, hitting the ice crystal viciously.
"Ah-ping!"
Accompanied by the roar of Zhennan's foundation building, the snowflake-like ice crystals were smashed into pieces. He stepped out and jumped out, determined not to give Ling Ming any chance, and to at least give him two hard blows.
But when he jumped out across the ice crystal, Ling Ming's figure was nowhere in front of him? Zhennan Zhuji felt an extreme warning sign in his heart. If he drank too much, he would take out his life-saving talisman and use it. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a hand on his back. His heart was accompanied by a biting coldness, which spread from the back of his heart to his whole body.
Zhennan Jiji still wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move at all. Although his eyes were as wide as copper bells, he couldn't see anything after just a moment.
Letting go of his hand, Ling Ming put away the belongings on Zhennan Ji Zhu's body, threw down the frozen and hard body, looked at Yan Wenliang and others who were surrounding him, and asked, "How are the losses?"
Yan Wenliang glanced at the corpse of the Zhennan Foundation Establishment. Although he had seen Ling Ming's strength several times, the fact that Ling Ming could kill a fellow Foundation Establishment monk so quickly still had to leave his heart. admire.
He looked at Ling Ming and replied: "The loss is not small. Many disciples died in the transport team. I don't know about the garrison team, but I guess it is about the same."
Hearing what he said, Ling Ming frowned, looked in the direction of the transportation team, and asked, "What about the loss of materials?"
"Not too small." Yan Wenliang followed his eyes and replied: "There are two foundation builders on the other side. They must be different partners. One of them grabbed some supplies and went south. He has left. There are times when I can’t keep him.”
Hearing that one person had escaped, Ling Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the south, and ordered: "Let him go first, you go organize the disciples, and we return to Jinding Mountain."
Yan Wen nodded and responded: "Okay."
Looking at his back, Ling Ming frowned slightly.
It's not that he doesn't want to catch up and kill the opponent, it's just that at the flying speed of the foundation-building monk, even if it only takes a quarter of an hour, he can fly a long distance. If he adds a flying magic weapon, it will be even further. Even if he is now If you go after it, you will most likely not find it.
If it were just some resources, Ling Ming wouldn't take it to heart, and the loss would be a loss. But if there is one thing like this, there are two. The other party has tasted the sweetness this time, and maybe he will come back next time. Although Ling Ming is strong, but After all, I am too busy to do anything, so how can I take care of it?
In his mind, this is the result of the power in the sect being too dispersed. If the power is contracted and a few foundations are built for the transport team, then how can any casual cultivator dare to stroke this tiger's beard? The disciples in his own sect would not lose so much.
Looking at the body of the Jinding Sect disciple who was restrained not far away, although the expression on Ling Ming's face remained unchanged, his eyes flickered.
He decided to talk to his master about this matter again after returning home.
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In mid-June, Li Qingfeng returned to the Li family successfully.
On the way back, he encountered two groups of monks fighting each other. Judging from their clothes, they should be a group of Zhennan monks and some casual cultivators from Dongyi. However, since they were not from the Jinding Sect, Li Qingfeng didn't bother to care about it. Gu walked around.
During the time he left the Li family, nothing unexpected happened in the clan. The only time was that a group of Zhennan monks came into contact with the early warning formation arranged by the Li family. However, they did not conflict with the Li family. Instead, he went straight to the northwest.
As early as early June, Li Qingqing came back with smuggled goods. She went to a new place this time, but a disciple of the Zhou family was also responsible for handing over.
Perhaps because of the change to a new place, this time the disciples of the Zhou family were not attacked by the previous thieves, and the quantity of the goods in this trip was also large, bringing a profit of more than 300 spirit stones to the Li family. As for The next shipment is relatively close, scheduled for early July, and the person responsible for handover will be Li Yuming.
Speaking of Li Yuming, we have to mention his cultivation. He is now close to perfection at the sixth level of Qi training and is about to reach the seventh level.
Unlike Li Qingqing and Li Qingzhu, who always encounter bottlenecks, Li Yuming's practice seems to have been very stable, and he has basically never encountered any practice bottlenecks - in fact, in terms of practice speed, he is the slowest among the three. But looking at Li Qingqing and Li Qingzhu, one encountered a bottleneck after breaking through to the seventh level of Qi training and could not make any progress, and the other had not yet reached the sixth level of Qi training. To be honest, if Li Qingqing hadn't had The spiritual power of Master Chijiao is definitely not as helpful as that of Li Yuming.
Based on Li Yuming's current cultivation progress, Li Qingfeng estimated that he would be able to become a late-stage Qi training monk in at most one year.
As for the other members of the Li family, their overall cultivation progress is not very optimistic. Li Qingdong is now at the fifth level of Qi training, the same as Wen Xiuxiang, and most of the people in the clan have four spiritual roots or five-color mixed spiritual roots. In terms of qualifications, Li Qing'an, Li Yuxiang, and Wang Lan, who started relatively early, are all stuck at the third level of Qi training. It is probably more difficult to break through.
Fortunately, although these people are not very qualified, they seem to have some talents in other aspects. Li Qing'an has a calm personality, his main spiritual roots are earth, and he is a good hand in handling the spiritual fields. Li Qingfeng simply sealed him His position as agricultural secretary in the family puts him in charge of managing the spiritual fields; as for Li Yuxiang, he is outgoing and cheerful, good at socializing with others, and is very interested in business affairs. Sometimes Wen Xiuxiang asks him to help clear the large warehouse of supplies, and he It can also be calculated clearly.
Talents like Li Yuxiang are very much needed by the Li family, but he is only fifteen years old now. Li Qingfeng plans to let him go to the shop in Jindingshanfang City to practice when he is older. Then the monks from the Fan family will help. With it, you can start teaching in a few years.
