"Brother Xu, do you have any horses for sale here?" Lu Li suddenly asked.
Xu Ermao paused for a moment, then slowly said, "We do have horses, but... the horse market is in the county town, so we definitely don't have any here."
Upon hearing this, Lu Li sighed.
"Young man, don't worry, just stay here. When it's light, I'll go with you to the county town to find the horse seller." Xu Ermao patted his chest, full of heroic spirit.
"Thank you very much, Brother Xu." Lu Li bowed again in gratitude.
"Don't be so polite," Xu Ermao laughed.
After chatting for a while, Xu Ermao led Lu Li into a room, poured him a bowl of hot water, and then went to rest.
Lu Li sat cross-legged on the bed and began to try to mobilize the Qi in his dantian.
He discovered that he could still absorb the flowing Qi, but once it entered his body, it would disappear without a trace, like mud entering the ocean, and he could never gather it together again.
Lu Li pondered deeply. Could it be that the flood, one of the three calamities, was meant to trap and kill all the martial artists in this way?
But the Immortal Nan Hua had clearly told him before that to break through to the Heavenly Realm, he would have to undergo forty-nine heavenly tribulations.
However, he did not encounter the lightning tribulation, but instead encountered the three calamities.
"Could it be the Heavenly Dao again?" Lu Li looked up at the sky and felt that the entire sky was filled with a sense of majesty and vastness, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
At this point, he had a vague idea of the Heavenly Dao's intention: to prevent him from breaking through, which was why it had deliberately sent down the Three Calamities to destroy him.
Lu Li became increasingly agitated as he thought about it, so he simply abandoned these thoughts and focused on absorbing the flowing Qi.
But it was all in vain; there was absolutely no way to unite them.
"Huh? What's going on!"
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