Chapter 167 Luo Qingshan leaves and tries the medicine again?
"Got to go?"
Luo Changfeng looked at Luo Qingshan in front of him, who was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a string of yellow beads on his wrist.
He asked in a low voice with a calm expression while holding a cup of hot tea.
"Six months"
"Time is up"
Luo Qingshan lowered his head slightly, his expression seemed to have some nostalgia and reluctance.
"Has half a year passed in the blink of an eye?"
Luo Changfeng nodded silently.
After that, he put the cup of hot tea in his hand to his mouth and drank it in small sips.
Luo Qingshan and Luo Qingshan in front of him just sat quietly.
No words were spoken between the two.
There didn't seem to be much communication between the eyes.
all of a sudden
The atmosphere in this small courtyard gradually became a little quiet.
"correct"
Finish the tea in your hand.
Luo Changfeng seemed to have thought of something.
He waved his hand and took out one about the size of a palm from the storage ring.
A sword-shaped spiritual weapon that is half blood red and half pure white.
He put it in his hand and played with it for a while, and then explained in a low voice to Luo Qingshan in front of him: "This is a yellow-level medium-grade spiritual weapon. Although the grade is not very high, for you, it should be considered For some uses, compared to those Buddhist beads that are not in the yellow category, this spiritual weapon can absorb and contain several times more evil spirit and murderous intent, or even more than ten times."
"Moreover, this is not the point. The point is that as long as this spiritual weapon does not contain the evil spirit and murderous intention that exceeds the upper limit at once, it can digest it on its own and eliminate those negative energies from the spiritual weapon itself."
"so"
Luo Changfeng said, and then he took the palm-sized piece in his hand.
Vaguely, the sword-shaped spiritual weapon that was still exuding bursts of blood-colored light and the pure aura of time was given to Luo Qingshan in front of him.
"Yellow-level mid-grade spiritual weapon?"
Luo Qingshan looked at his hand, which was about the size of a palm.
The color is half blood red and half pure white.
It looks like a spiritual weapon like a small sword.
He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly.
He poured his own energy and blood into the spiritual weapon and felt it carefully.
really
Just a few breaths.
He felt that this spiritual weapon was unusual.
Although there are a lot of Buddha beads that are not as good as yellow-level beads, it doesn't hurt even if they are wasted.
But compared to the so-called pure yellow beads.
Naturally, this spiritual weapon, which is half blood red and half pure white, and looks like a small sword, is more useful and convenient.
Bluestone City, the land of the Luo family.
A mysterious little courtyard exuding an ancient charm.
Luo Qingshan and the Changfeng Ancestor in front of him sat quietly for a while.
From time to time, the two of them would chat for a while.
This kind of life is indeed quite pleasant.
However, even if you cherish and reluctantly give up, time will always pass by little by little.
Luo Qingshan embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
It is always impossible to stay in such a small courtyard all the time.
So, at sunset.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on this land, and the sky gradually turned a little dim.
Luo Qingshan stood up silently.
After saying goodbye to the Changfeng ancestor in front of me, and saying goodbye to all the relatives in the family.
Then he was alone and quietly left the land of the Luo family where he was born and raised.
Leaving the very familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar Bluestone City.
At this time, it is spring plowing.
Outside Qingshi City, everything is rice-green.
Countless people, with smiles on their faces, are taking care of the food in the farmland.
Likewise, there are many children.
Playing and playing around the farmlands outside Bluestone City.
It looks so happy.
"It's almost time, we should go"
Wearing a yellow monk's robe.
There is a palm-sized hand hanging on the chest, half blood red and half pure white.
Luo Qingshan seemed to be a bit strange and a bit pure.
An old man with long gray hair and wearing a gray monk's robe full of patches.
At this time, while holding a fat and oily chicken leg and gnawing on it, he whispered to Luo Qingshan beside him.
"master"
Suddenly, Luo Qingshan shouted in a low voice.
"What's wrong?"
The middle-aged monk with long gray hair asked casually while still chewing on the chicken leg in his hand.
"Master, tell me"
"If we leave this time, will we really not be able to come back?"
After a long silence.
Luo Qingshan suddenly asked.
"Come back?" The monk with long gray hair tilted his head. After pondering for a moment, he replied in a low voice: "Maybe he can come back, right?"
"However, even if we can come back, it may be hundreds of years or even thousands of years later."
"And by that time, things have already changed."
"Let alone the Luo family of Qingshi City who gave birth to you, whether the so-called Gale Dynasty can still exist is still a question."
Talking and talking.
The middle-aged monk was wearing a patchwork robe.
Once again, he shifted his attention to the chicken leg in his hand.
Just keep eating.
The middle-aged monk's eyes were suddenly attracted by the small spiritual sword-like spiritual weapon hanging on Luo Qingshan's chest.
"Where did that thing on your chest come from?"
“I haven’t seen it before”
The middle-aged monk asked with a very casual expression.
When Luo Qingshan heard this question, he placed the small spiritual sword-like spiritual weapon on his chest on his right hand.
After playing with it for a while, he whispered.
"This was refined for me by my ancestral ancestor. It is said that it can refine my mind, absorb murderous intent and evil spirits, and ward off evil spirits."
Hear this answer.
The middle-aged monk was obviously a little dazed for a moment.
He turned his head and glanced at Luo Qingshan silently.
Afterwards, there was silence for a long time.
Then he said with some complicated words: "If things are really as you said, then it seems that the Changfeng ancestor of your Luo family is not simple."
Luo Qingshan quickly turned his head and asked with a somewhat excited expression: "Master, if this is the case, will we come back next time?"
However, Luo Qingshan hadn't finished speaking yet.
The middle-aged monk with long gray hair interrupted him.
"I know what you want to say."
"But it's still impossible."
"You have achieved success on the path of weapon refining, but this does not mean that you can achieve something on the path of cultivation."
"In the five ordinary realms, transformation from the ordinary is the ultimate."
"Transform from the ordinary, transform from the ordinary"
"This realm does sound a bit extraordinary."
"But it should be noted that on this continent, if you don't enter the fairyland, you will always be an ant."
"Even if it's just the first realm in the fairyland, the realm of gathering spirits."
"This is not comparable to the state of transformation from the ordinary world."
"Not to mention the gap in strength, just in terms of longevity, the five mortal realms cannot be compared with the fairyland."
"For ordinary monks, the shortest period can be a few months and half a year, the longest period can be three to five years, and the longest period can only be more than ten years."
"But for monks in the fairyland to retreat, it can take as short as ten years, as long as hundreds of years, or even a thousand years, in the blink of an eye."
"My foolish disciple, you say"
"If time passes hundreds or even thousands of years later."
"Can the Luo family in Bluestone City still exist?"
"Even if the Luo family in Bluestone City is still there, will the Luo family in Bluestone City after a thousand years still be the same as the Luo family in Bluestone City today?"
After saying these words.
The middle-aged monk had long gray hair and wore a patchwork robe.
Then he put his hands behind his back.
Smiling and shaking his head, he walked silently into the distance.
Of course, this time.
If only the chicken legs in the middle-aged monk's hands could be thrown away and the oil stains on his hands could be removed.
Its artistic conception can probably be improved by several levels.
as time flows.
The middle-aged monk gradually walked away.
After coming back to his senses, Luo Qingshan looked at the bluestone city behind him.
He looked in the direction of the Luo family's land in Bluestone City.
He looked at the handle on his right hand, which was about the size of a palm, half blood red, half pure white, and shaped like a small long sword and half a spiritual weapon.
In his mind, countless extremely familiar figures flashed across his mind.
However, it was only a moment later.
Countless longings and reluctances eventually turned into helpless sighs and a little bit of fantasy.
Practice, practice.
What you are cultivating is not only immortality, but also the great path.
And if you want to keep moving forward on the path of spiritual practice.
People always need to make countless choices.
If you want to get something, you always have to pay a certain price.
Stand still.
After thinking for a long time.
After all, Luo Qingshan continued to move forward, in the direction of his master.
As for the Luo family in Bluestone City?
After his farewell.
Perhaps, it will only appear in the memory deep in his mind in the future.
Bluestone City, the land of the Luo family.
In the courtyard where the ancestors of the Luo family lived.
At this time, Luo Changfeng was sitting quietly under a stone pavilion.
While holding a cup of hot tea, he silently looked into the distance.
"have they gone?"
There was silence for a long time.
After drinking the cup of hot tea in my hand.
Luo Changfeng suddenly asked in a low voice to Ruan Liuli, who was standing quietly beside him.
Ruan Liuli didn't answer.
She just nodded silently.
After that, he picked up the teapot and poured Luo Changfeng another cup of hot tea.
"Southern Wild China"
"Anonymous Temple"
Luo Changfeng murmured in a low voice.
However, it was only a moment later.
He was no longer immersed in the reluctance of separation.
This world is very big.
There are a total of twelve divine states in Xuanyuan Continent.
The place where the Gale Dynasty is located is located in the Eastern Wilderness Divine State among these twelve divine states.
The Wuming Temple is located in the Southern Wilderness Divine State.
Eastern wilderness, southern wilderness.
The two places don't sound that far away, but in fact there is an endless distance between the two Chinas.
If you just rely on walking.
Even a monk in the Mortal Transformation Realm who is the ultimate mortal can walk for a few years.
Perhaps, even one billionth of a Chinese state cannot be explored.
so
Now that Luo Qingshan is gone.
He should work harder next.
He could not think about the fairyland above the ordinary world for the time being.
However, the transformation beyond the perfection of blood training.
Next comes his main goal.
"By the way, is there any turmoil in the Gale Dynasty now?"
I thought about it for a long time.
Luo Changfeng sighed slowly.
He asked in a low voice to Ruan Liuli, who stood silently beside him, with a cold white complexion and an extremely delicate appearance.
Ruan Liuli thought about it for a while.
Only then did she organize her words and give an answer.
"The new emperor of the Gale Dynasty, Feng Wumian, has already launched an attack on Qingcheng Mansion."
"The second prince Feng Wuhen, who is in charge of Changqing Mansion, has already stationed troops on the border of Qingcheng Mansion, but he has not taken the initiative to attack."
"It seems that they want to wait and see."
"In other words, I want to reap the benefits."
"The Ke family of Xunyang Prefecture, located near Changli Prefecture, is currently attacking Changli Prefecture one after another."
"The current situation in Changli Mansion is already in a precarious state."
After Ruan Liuli finished speaking.
Luo Changfeng nodded silently.
Although, Ruan Liuli did not say any information about the Luo family.
But he is the ancestor of the Luo family after all.
Luoping was making some major decisions.
I would always tell him everything in detail.
So, that led to it.
Luo Changfeng is extremely familiar with the situation at his home.
"The new imperial style Wu Mian sitting in the land of two mansions"
"The wind that affects the land of Evergreen Mansion is Wuhen"
"And the Ke family located in Xunyang Mansion"
Luo Changfeng thought silently in his heart.
However, it was only a moment later.
He no longer paid attention to these nonsense.
Just let Luo Ping, Luo Yong, Luo An and the clansmen of that generation handle such messy matters.
As for Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family.
He just needs to improve his cultivation level as quickly as possible.
After waving his hand.
Luo Changfeng took out another scarlet ring from the storage ring.
Indistinctly, the Qi and Blood Pill also exudes a strange aura.
After taking out the Qi and Blood Pill.
He directly threw the Qi and Blood Pill into his mouth.
The elixir melts in your mouth.
Waves of hot scarlet liquid gradually flowed from Luo Changfeng's throat into his lower abdomen.
A powerful force of energy and blood suddenly surged in his body.
However, it seems to be due to improved cultivation.
As a result, the power of the Qi and Blood Pill only lasted for about ten minutes before it was fully absorbed by him.
"Do you feel like you can get another one?"
Under the stone pavilion.
Luo Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was thinking this silently in his heart.
However, I want to think back.
But naturally he would not do such an uncertain thing.
"With the current intensity of Nothingness, it can swallow up to five percent of the mysterious energy hidden deep in my body in one day."
"Five percent in one day, and it's 50 percent in ten days."
"Twenty days means 100%."
"That means it only takes twenty days before I can take another Qi and Blood Pill?"
Luo Changfeng was calculating in his heart.
If you can eat one pill in twenty days.
This time is not too long.
Take the next Qi and Blood Pill.
Digest all the medicinal power in the Qi and Blood Pill.
Later, Luo Changfeng came to a yellow-level high-grade alchemy furnace purchased from the Wandan Sect Master.
It's definitely good if it's yellow grade.
However, the price seems a bit too expensive.
And it’s cost-effective
Compared with the yellow-level high-grade alchemy furnace, there is no comparison at all.
Therefore, Luo Changfeng chose the yellow-level top grade.
Most of the remaining spirit stones were used to purchase the yellow-level low-grade beast fire, Black Crow Flame, unique to the Wandan Sect Master.
The spiritual fire is empty and wants to continue to grow and expand.
It will need to swallow more and stronger flames.
Hajime's eyes are an exception.
Moreover, the fact that the First Ghost can be called the Son of God by the Eternal Life Sect proves that there may be only one First Ghost.
He couldn't always count on it.
The growth of nothingness depends entirely on swallowing the eyes of the first ghost, right?
This kind of thing is obviously unrealistic.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
During these few days, Luo Changfeng spent almost all of his time on refining alchemy.
He failed more than three hundred times in refining the Qi and Blood Pill.
Among them, five were successful.
There were five more new types of Qi and Blood Pills.
It’s just, these five new types of Qi and Blood Pills.
Whether it can be used to improve cultivation.
Are there any side effects or anything like that?
Luo Changfeng didn't know anything about this.
So he still had to continue experimenting.
After letting Yuan, who was hiding in the small courtyard, capture five monks in the Zang Refining Realm.
A new round of drug testing has begun.
Under threat of death, of course.
No one wants to take the initiative to be the guinea pig for testing drugs.
But that's okay.
There are many extremely "kind" shadow guards beside Luo Changfeng.
Those shadow guards will help those monks in the Zang Refining Realm to take those Qi and Blood Pills that have not yet been tested.
It's just that this is the result.
It seems somewhat unsatisfactory.
Five new Qi and Blood Pills were created after more than three hundred attempts at alchemy failed.
It seems that none of them can succeed.
Those monks in the Zang Refining Realm either exploded to death or died directly from their brains.
In worse cases, Qi and blood flow backwards, resulting in bleeding from the seven orifices.
Even if it can survive.
That cultivation base is also gone.
He has completely become a useless person without any cultivation.
In this cold and cruel world of cultivation, becoming a useless person without any cultivation means that your life is about to end.
“Take care of things”
In the small courtyard, under the stone pavilion.
Luo Changfeng looked at the filth around him.
He couldn't help but frown slightly.
Then, he said to the shadow guards in front of him.
The shadow guard nodded slightly, and then began to clean up the small courtyard where scarlet blood and chunks of flesh were spattered everywhere.
And Luo Changfeng was under this stone pavilion.
At this time, while drinking the cup of hot tea in his hand, he was thinking silently in his heart.
Thinking about it, where did I go wrong?
Thinking about it, should I adjust the ratio of my elixir slightly?
Likewise, he was also thinking.
What kind of elixir is paired with the Bloody Shore Grass?
Only then can the Qi and Blood Pill achieve a perfect balance that is not easy to achieve.
