Wang Qing knew nothing about the communication between Mo Changchun's teachers and students. If he knew, he would probably carefully collect a big bag of silkworm cakes and throw them over. Well, throw them away when he could beat Lao Wang.
Damn your mediocre temperament, your limited opportunities, and your three-hundred-year-old eyes, can you tell that I, Xiao Wang, possess the mysterious magic? Can you tell that I have been upgraded from a sericulture expert to a Gu expert a long time ago? Can you tell that the spirits I awakened are quite ferocious?
blind!
Background board from a backward era!
A small character who flashed by in Novice Village! !
Hyaluronic acid cannot save my face, so I can only rely on botulinum toxin! ! !
However, Wang Qing, who didn't know about this at this time, just returned to his monastery full of excitement. He felt more and more that the one-stroke heart seal was very pleasant and made his adrenal glands work hard.
This heart seal is actually not particularly complicated, especially compared to the other Thirteen Gu Seals, the difficulty of drawing it is not at the same order of magnitude. The reason why Wang Qing only ticked out one stroke was because he did so deliberately. He still had half a bottle of Heshen Pill given by Mingjiao Xi, and when he took it all, it should be able to strengthen the spiritual spirit to a certain extent. At that time, I will outline the entire heart seal again, and I believe the effect will be better.
Speaking of which, the rarity of the Heshen Pill may be even greater than Wang Qing's previous imagination. The pills that are effective for spiritual gods are probably not comparable to the Nine Yuan Qi Gathering Pill and the Nine Yuan Replenishing Pill.
Does Master Ming really like me? Want to have an incestuous sibling relationship between teacher and student? No, Naisun Lian?
Tsk.
Wang Qing dismissed the thought of committing suicide, put a Heshen Dan into his mouth, and immediately fell into a state of pure tranquility. All kinds of distracting thoughts stopped lingering in his heart. Outside the Jingshe, the vitality of heaven and earth slowly poured in, and where the spirit was, Dots of fluorescence swayed and gathered.
One month later, the entire bottle of Heshen Pill had been consumed, and Wang Qing's spirit even felt full. It was obvious that for him at this moment, his spiritual improvement had reached a bottleneck.
What Mingjiao taught me was just right. A thought flashed through Wang Qing's mind and then disappeared.
After a month of hard training, even though most of his energy was focused on the Spiritual God, the majestic spiritual energy contained in the Heshen Pill still pushed Wang Qing's cultivation level up one level, and he officially penetrated the Zusanyang Meridian. Only Zu Sanyin was left, and he could already see the scenery of perfect Qi training from a distance.
When Wang Qing walked out of the monastery, the scenery he saw was still green and verdant. The Three Palace Peaks were like spring all year round, free from cold and heat. As for his hometown, it was time for Feiyu to spread his wings and become a land of snow.
call!
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Jiuyuan Mansion, Academy.
A man was pestering a woman, and the other two women standing next to him turned a blind eye. This shows that people's hearts are not ancient, morals are corrupt, and the world is deteriorating. Wang Qing was about to give a loud shout, but found that the man was himself.
"Sister Li, look at it, look at it again, it's really good." Wang Qing kept selling.
Li Jianxin kept hiding. She was already a foundation-building monk. It was really not cost-effective to buy a low-grade magic weapon. But under the service of Wang Qing's indestructible camera, he was already shaken.
"I have agreed to give you a bottle of Nine Yuan Qi Gathering Pill and a bottle of Zongmen Qi Gathering Pill in exchange for it. It's because you refused."
Of course Wang Qing refused. He didn't want the elixir now, but wanted some contribution points - the contribution points of the seventh generation disciples were really not much. The only sixth-generation disciple he knew was Zhou Jin. She was also poor. She had invested all her money in a new schoolbag. He didn't know if she would go bankrupt and jump off a cliff if she couldn't sell it. As for Sun Changkong and Mei Yingyue, they don't have much of a relationship.
After this calculation, only Li Jianxin, the three senior sisters of Silkworm Science, can take advantage of them.
"Senior sister, look at the cold aura on the dagger. It's so cold. This Arctic Mystic Immortal Cold Sky Dagger is really a good magic weapon that's not inferior to the middle grade. With a mere 60 points contribution, it's really worth it. What a great deal, Senior Sister Li!!"
"..."
Next to her, Ke Waner was holding back her laughter while watching the show, and Yuan Wei had already taken out the melon seeds. She successfully established the foundation half a month ago and became the seventh foundation-building monk among the five generations of disciples. Now is a good time to be light and happy.
Li Jianxin was also saving contribution points, preparing to exchange for a medium-grade magic weapon. He really didn't want to be blackmailed by Wang Qing for 60 points, so he just refused to let go: "It's obviously an ordinary low-grade magic weapon, why is it called Arctic Mysterious Immortal?" Cold Sky Dagger, the way to use this magical weapon is to scare the opponent to death by relying on its name, right?"
Wang Qing's eyes lit up: "Senior Sister Li has actually developed a new way to use this dagger. We are really destined to it. It's a rare fate. How can we miss it so easily? Come on, come on, transfer your contribution points quickly and take it home immediately."
ah! !
Li Jianxin just wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
Ke Waner looked at the sky outside. Mingjiao Xi should be here soon. She stopped the two of them with a smile: "Don't make trouble. Junior brother, if you want to contribute, do you want to exchange for a suitable magic weapon?"
"Yes," Wang Qing looked at Li Jianxin pitifully, like a newborn goral cub. Even a cheetah couldn't bear to speak: "After my junior brother broke through, he didn't even have a magical weapon. Now he has left the Jingyuan Valley. It's getting closer and closer, alas, I don't know if I will have a chance to see the three senior sisters again, especially senior sister Li!"
Li Jianxin was more cruel than a female cheetah and rolled his eyes: "Why don't you try to trick your senior sister Wan'er? Why are you always staring at me? I think I'm stupid and rich?"
Wang Qing nodded while denying: "How could it be possible? Senior Sister Li is the most kind-hearted."
The corners of Li Jianxin's mouth twitched.
"Okay, junior brother must have saved some contributions. How much are you still missing now? Let's lend it to you first. Although Jingyuan Valley is not very dangerous, it is your first time going down the mountain, so it is better to familiarize yourself with the magic weapon as soon as possible." Ke Waner stopped Li Jianxin and said, Don't let her talk.
Wang Qing stretched out two fingers.
"Twenty o'clock?" Yuan Wei was about to be generous and said that she would take care of it all by herself.
Ke Waner gave her a look of helplessness, all of which were heartless. Wang Qing's Cold Sky Dagger cost 60 points, which meant that he must be short of more than 60 points, that is - two hundred points?
hiss!
"Junior brother, do you know that with your current level of cultivation, even if you get a middle-grade magic weapon, you may not be able to use it as well as you can. It is better to change to a low-grade magic weapon that you have handy, and wait until you break through the foundation to build a new one. It’s not too late to use the magic weapon.”
Wang Qing also understands the need first and then improvement.
It's just that the magic weapon he wants is not readily available in the House of Internal Affairs. He has to replace enough materials and then ask an elder who can refine the weapon to make it for him. In this way, the cost will be several times higher - you need to know a handle. An ordinary low-grade magic weapon only requires twenty or thirty points of contribution, while one with a freezing effect like the Cold Sky Dagger can reach fifty or sixty points.
Wang Qing did not cheat Li Jianxin, he just sold him by force. He was a conscientious businessman.
"Oh, forget it, Senior Sister Li, I'll sell you the Arctic Xuanxian Hantian Dagger at the price you mentioned, a bottle of Nine Yuan Qi Gathering Pill, a bottle of Foundation Establishing Heqi Pill, here! Anyway, we have a good fight with each other. , consider you owe me a favor."
Li Jianxin was stunned, why did he agree again? It wasn't until she handed over the elixir in a daze and took back the dagger that she suddenly realized what she was doing.
Who wants to buy it? Who owes a favor to whom?
Wang Qingze had already hurried out to meet the Ming Dynasty teacher. After receiving the guests, he followed in and smiled at Li Jianxin like a warm sun. He was extremely happy.
After class, Wang Qing quickly started to grab the delicious food in the cafeteria, and went to find the buyer with two bottles of elixirs in his pocket. Senior Sister Wan'er wanted to lend him money, but Wang Qing refused. He firmly believed that he would be able to deceive enough contribution points.
When he walked to the road bordering Sandian Peak and Zhuji Mountain, he suddenly saw a familiar junior brother.
"Junior brother, please stay."
The junior brother didn't know why, his whole body was stiff, and his upper and lower lips were opening and closing frequently. When he got closer, he heard: "I'm here to silence you, I'm here to silence you..."
