Chapter 6

Now He Qing has a total of 53 spirit stones on his body.

And the most basic alchemy book in the Moyu Pavilion costs fifty spirit stones.

Among the records are Jiedu Pill, Qi Xue Pill and other pills, and there are no such pills as Condensing Qi Pill and Breaking Realm Pill.

After much deliberation, He Qing still decided to find an alchemist to make a deal.

Although everyone in the world of cultivating immortals cherishes this kind of knowledge inheritance, but with the spirit stone to open the way, it may be possible.

Besides, if you can't wait to come to these stores to buy, you won't lose anything.

If the alchemy is not enough, then the talisman book, if it is really not enough, the knowledge of refining equipment is also fine.

For He Qing, the difference is very small.

Anyway, what he thinks is that he can refine it by himself, so that he can continue to synthesize it.

I don't know what pills will be obtained by synthesizing the intact Qi Ning Pills.

There are many stalls beside the road, and He Qing randomly found a stall selling pills.

The stall owner was a middle-aged monk with half-white hair, wearing a brown robe.

Seeing He Qing approaching, he immediately smiled and said, "What do fellow Taoists want to see?"

"Do you sell the prescription?" He Qing cupped his hands and asked with a smile.

When the middle-aged monk heard this, his complexion changed immediately.

"Fuck off."

"Negotiable, Negotiable"

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was still waving his hands, He Qing had no choice but to give up.

After walking a certain distance, I found another person, but failed.

Until the third time, it was an old man with gray hair and stooped figure.

The old man's attitude was a little loose, and He Qing quickly said: "You said that even if I don't buy from you, I will go to those shops to buy, and the final result will not be the same.

On the contrary, you lost 40 yuan of spirit stones, no, you should think about it carefully, don't let yourself lose.

Besides, there are many alchemists on this street, and there are always people who sell them. "

He Qing is persuasive and persuasive.

The old man frowned and thought about it carefully, and finally thought that this is really the case.

If the kid in front of him bought it from someone else, he would lose dozens of spirit stones for nothing.

"50 yuan" the old man stretched out five fingers.

"Forty, fifty Lingshi, I still come to buy from you, can't I just go to the store?"

"Forty is forty, only one sheet of Qi Condensing Pill, nothing else." The old man said.

"Okay." He Qing smiled.

The two handed over the spirit stone with one hand and delivered it with the other.

When taking the spirit stone, He Qing deliberately covered it up.

After getting the Dan formula, He Qing looked to one side.

The two stall owners who had been in contact with him before were all paying attention to him.

Seeing that He Qing got the elixir and the old man got the spirit stone, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful when he had nothing.

The result has not changed, but they lost the spirit stone that should belong to them.

Picking up the pill, He Qing quickly stuffed it into his sleeve, and then walked towards home.

Along the way, he kept looking sideways.

Just now I showed my fortune on the street, it would be bad if I was caught by someone.

But He Qing also had his own thoughts.

These forty spirit stones are nothing to the monks in the middle stage of Qi refining, at most only the monks in the early stage of Qi refining can look at them.

And even if you are in a shop with the door open, others can still see it brightly.

Some things are inevitable no matter what.

That being the case, it can only be accepted.

Unless he is like before, the door does not go out, and the second door does not step.

Otherwise, just going to the Moyu Pavilion to sell talismans and magical artifacts all the time may be targeted by people.

After walking a long distance, He Qing really felt that someone was following him.

After arriving here, there are few pedestrians on the road.

"He Daoyou"

He Qing seemed to hear someone calling him, but he didn't care.

Because the trailing people had rushed over.

A monk at the third level of Qi refining, with a strong breath.

Before he had time to think about it, He Qing launched the Lightning Falling Technique.

boom!

The purple electric light reached the man's chest in an instant, passing through and leaving a huge blood hole.

It was a relatively burly person, his eyes were still wide open before he fell to the ground, as if he did not expect everything to be so sudden.

Even if you don't grab it or lose to the opponent on weekdays, you can still escape.

Ordinary monks are not very interested in dealing with him all the time.

Originally, this person thought the same way, but the reality was completely different.

The corpse was lying on the ground, eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace, the wound was charred black, and there was even a faint smell of meat.

Xie Chunhu looked at this scene in a daze.

He knew the assailant, named Liu Dao, who did many such things on weekdays, and had quite a notorious reputation.

But he never thought that this person died so easily, and the person who killed him was the person he threatened before.

At this time, a lot of cold sweat suddenly oozes from his forehead.

Without him, Xie Chunhu is also at the third level of Qi refining, even if he is stronger than the Liudao, it is not much stronger.

At this moment, he remembered how he treated He Qing before, and suddenly panicked in his heart.

He thought again, if He Qing cares about it, will he come to retaliate against him in the future.

The more Xie Chunhu thought about it, the more flustered he became, and he was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to do.

He Qing only saw Xie Chunhu at this time, and it turned out that he called him.

He Qing searched the body first, but there was nothing besides a bag.

Holding the bag, He Qing walked towards Xie Chunhu.

When He Qing walked past, many passers-by looked sideways.

"Thank you fellow daoist, what do you want me to do?" He Qing asked.

Although this Xie Chunhu has a bad character, he borrowed his own spirit stone to save him from the crisis.

"Fellow Daoist He He, nothing, nothing." Only then did Xie Chunhu come to his senses.

"Xie Daoyou seems to be in poor health, sweating so much." He Qing said with concern.

Xie Chunhu laughed dryly, and suddenly thought of something, he quickly took out five spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoist He, this spirit stone is for you."

After finishing speaking, Xie Chunhu hurriedly left.

He Qing felt a little puzzled.

After thinking about it, I came up with the reason.

He chuckled lightly, then walked home happily.

"Once you have the pill formula, you can use spirit stones to produce spirit stones, and it will only roll like a snowball in the future.

Moreover, his cultivation aptitude is only mediocre, and he can practice faster with the pill. "He Qing thought to himself.

The third level of Qi refining is only the early stage of Qi refining, and it is still the lowest level of monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

He Qing will not be proud of this incident, on the contrary, he has a stronger sense of crisis in his heart.

This time it's just a Qi-refining third-level monk, so next time, next time.

Could it be that the Qi refining triple fails every time?

When returning to the outer city, He Qing saw Li Buyan standing outside the door.

Since Li Buyan was poisoned, he never went out again. He Qing felt a little surprised that he went out today.

"Li Daoyou." He Qing said hello.

Li Buyan nodded, but felt a little sad in his heart.

He worked so hard but ended up like this. This person is alive and well like a turtle.

This made him reflect on his past actions.

He Qing returned to his home, ready to start learning Dan Fang.

As for the alchemy furnace, He Qing is going to use the damaged alchemy furnace to synthesize it with the rest of the magic tools to see if he can get a pill furnace.