The entire world was shrouded in a huge and deep darkness.
The night wind whistled with snowflakes, and the trees on the road were rustling.
It was a nice sunny day during the day, but at night it became windy and rainy.
There was no lamp or light in the house.
Only Li Qinglin was standing and practicing martial arts amid the occasional chirping of insects.
No matter how many trivial matters there are in the outside world, Li Qinglin is unwilling to delay his own growth.
Another strand of qi and blood was consumed, rushing down from the top of the head, penetrating into the skin, and spreading to the membrane between the eyebrows and eyes.
According to this trend, as long as his qi and blood are sufficient, Li Qinglin will be able to tighten and temper the membranes all over his body in less than a month.
If an ordinary martial artist reaches this stage, he will either try his best to obtain various secret medicines and use exercises to further temper the membrane, upgrading it from as thin as a cicada's wing to as thick as cowhide, or even to the point of being invulnerable to swords and guns.
Otherwise, you can force a breakthrough, turn the skin into the flesh, and start strengthening the flesh.
Of course, the success rate of the latter is extremely small. Even if it succeeds, it is only the realm that has been raised, and the membrane, flesh and blood have not been polished at all, which will leave great disadvantages.
But for Li Qinglin, as long as the Jade Yuan Toad's blood and energy are continuously fed back, the limit of the tempered membrane will be far more than just invulnerability to swords and guns.
Time flies, and just three days have passed.
The palace has sent down the reward for Li Qinglin's killing of Wei Liang.
Five taels of silver, a fur coat, two good winter clothes for the children, and a 50% increase in the monthly salary. He was also told that if he became a martial artist in the future, he would be given additional skills to achieve enlightenment.
To be honest, this reward is not low.
The fur is made from the skin of a small fox, white as snow and soft as clouds. Just wrap yourself in it and you can keep warm all night even in the freezing cold weather outside.
The same goes for the two winter coats, both made of the finest fabrics.
If I put it outside, it would probably cost more than five taels of silver.
The Wang family obviously knew about Li Qinglin's family situation, which is why they are benefiting his family.
Killing Wei Liang was a must.
With this additional reward, Li Qinglin had no objection.
Killing people and setting fires will earn you a gold belt. This is truly good advice.
The total amount of silver obtained from the two thugs of the Luluo Gang and Wei Liang was nine taels of silver.
In addition to the current rewards from the Wang family, minus the tuition for registering for the training ground, the purchase of secret medicine for practicing archery, daily food and other miscellaneous expenses.
Li Qinglin still had ten taels of silver left on hand, which was a surplus for a middle-class family of three in the outer city for more than half a year!
The rice alone can fill up a small warehouse!
Not to mention the ten forged protective gear he obtained: two white pillar wrist guards, three fake dragon fish, and the mysterious pale yellow light in the dragon fish's belly.
There are also archery techniques and God's Will Five-Direction Sword Techniques that have made rapid progress after experiencing life and death! After receiving the reward, Li Qinglin asked a guard who often walked outside the Wang family's house to bring the furs and winter clothes back home, and also brought back one or two taels of silver.
Li Qinglin didn't dare to give too much silver. There were undercurrents in the shantytowns, and murders and arson were rampant. Showing off his unexpected wealth might attract bad guys.
As for the furs, although they are also precious, firstly, they are escorted by the guards of the royal residence personally, and secondly, the furs have special patterns belonging to the royal residence, and each piece can be traced.
Ordinary hooligans and gangs naturally don't dare to rob at will.
The reconstruction of the palace was completed. The granaries and wing rooms that had been set on fire were rebuilt from the ground. The blood and corpses on the road were swept away, and the new buildings exuded a fresh fragrance.
The chaos of the past few days seems to be just an illusion.
The bamboo garden of the third grandmother Liu Rongyue was re-leveled, and green bamboos were transported from outside the city at a high price, and a bamboo garden was rebuilt in the exact same model.
Only this time, there was one more grave——
Tomb of Wang Changsheng.
The water palace was gone, the magical instruments he carried with him were gone, and the pond that protected the palace was gone. There was only a coffin and Liu Rongyue who often sat in front of the tomb for a long time.
But Wang Meng, for some reason, has been hanging out outside Li Qinglin's yard every few days these days.
He pretended to meet Li Qinglin by chance, and then started a conversation with him in surprise, but he hesitated, stammered, and talked about other things.
Seeing this, Li Qinglin subconsciously tightened the wrist guard he was wearing.
Everything seemed to become peaceful.
Time passes slowly and years are long.
Until this day,
A piece of news flew into the Wang residence like wings.
More than half a month ago, the eldest master Wang Xian and his group who were serving in the pioneering service returned.
The rest of the people who were accompanying the king in his residence all died in the wilderness outside the city, and their bodies were never found.
When this news came out, the whole palace was in an uproar!
Although pioneering service is dangerous, the mortality rate is not high. As long as you don't seek death, follow the arrangements of the government, and be cautious, the mortality rate is only one in ten or two.
This time, there are rumors that after Wang Xian left the team to come back for Yu Yuan's support, he rashly left the safe base and went deep into a Taoist temple in the wilderness, regardless of Yu Yuan's repeated instructions before departure.
To find the traces of immortals.
result……
In the courtyard,
The woodpile in the corner of the wall was pierced through by a fierce arrow, and the center exploded, with straw bundles scattered all over the ground.
Li Qinglin was practicing archery today, and he felt a little irritable and restless. He couldn't completely calm down, and there was a faint fire burning in his heart.
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His muscles were cramping a bit, so he simply put down his longbow and put away the secret medicine.
He then took out a piece of rosewood.
A faint smell of vinegar wafted into Li Qinglin's nose, and his heart calmed down a little. The surface of the properly maintained rosewood was still as smooth as water.
As he stroked the rosewood, Li Qinglin's mind emerged the image of Ruan Qi, with his sharp eyes and resolute face when he said goodbye to him.
He murmured,
"It's a pity that you didn't survive. I didn't skin Steward Wang alive either."
"Wang Xian? Trampling mountains and rivers just to seek immortality? Fine, fine..."
…
"You rebellious son!"
Wang’s residence, in the main hall.
Mr. Wang was filled with anger and slapped Wang Xian hard in the face.
Wang Xian took a few steps back, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he said nothing and kept his lips tightly pursed.
There were many people gathered in the hall. The atmosphere was depressing and you could see a pin drop.
Seeing Wang Xian's look, Mr. Wang became even angrier and picked up the cane at hand to hit Wang Xian.
"Grandpa, stop hitting me!"
The eldest young lady Jia rushed out immediately, protecting Wang Xian behind her, and said distressedly,
"Xian'er is still young and doesn't understand much. Why are you arguing with him?"
"You!"
Mr. Wang was so angry that he almost passed out, and his hair turned slightly white.
"A loving mother often spoils her son! This rebellious son has killed so many people for his dream of becoming an immortal. He has caused so much damage to my palace and almost killed my brother..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Wang began to feel scared.
Yu Yuan sat on a chair in the hall, her face pale, especially her hands, which were covered in blood and bruises from being torn and pulled. She even exuded a faint cold aura that distorted the air.
First, he fought openly and secretly with the people from Cangtian Shulu Temple, and then came back to help Baili.
Later, he ventured off the official road, went deep into the wilderness, and snatched Wang Xian in front of the Taoist temple.
Even with all her spiritual cultivation, Yu Yuan felt a little overwhelmed.
I feel exhausted.
"Father! Brother Changsheng has passed away, and there is no more immortal in my palace! If we find the core of the Taoist temple, there is a possibility that another immortal will appear!"
Wang Xian spoke suddenly.
Upon hearing this, Master Wang stood up again with a bang. He knocked the floor with his scarlet staff, and the angry sound made dust fall from the roof. "What is beyond the official road, at the edge of the wilderness? It's the robbery zone! It's a place where even immortals have to shed blood! The Taoist temple in your eyes might be an illusion thousands of miles away and tens of millions of years ago. How can you find it?!"
Wang Xian suddenly opened his eyes wide when he heard this and said loudly,
"But father, the Taoist temple is clearly in the style of the previous dynasty, but it is brand new and dust-free, and the gold paint has not fallen off. I even touched the door of the temple! It can be seen and touched, it is not an illusion!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Master Wang and Yu Yuan's faces suddenly changed, with a captivating gleam in their eyes, and the doors and windows outside the hall slammed shut.
No one knew the conversations in the hall anymore.
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