Qin Gengyun smiled bitterly: "But ordinary people can't survive at all."

Qiu Zhihe was silent. She recalled the mortals she saw at the foot of the mountain when she was in Qinglian Sect. They were often eaten by monsters, beaten to death by bandits, or even annihilated by some monk who was in a bad mood.

Whether in the lands of East Cultivation, West Emperor or South Demon, mortals are all ants.

As for the "low-level casual cultivators" that Qin Gengyun mentioned, Qiu Zhihe had never experienced this before, because she was born with extraordinary talent and was designated as the Holy Maiden of the Qinglian Sect at an early stage.

I have never come into contact with low-level cultivators like Qin Gengyun.

If she had not been seriously injured and her cultivation had not been completely wasted, and she could only rely on dual cultivation to restore her strength, she would never have had any contact with this kind of life under the dust in her life.

Qiu Zhihe suddenly realized that although she had practiced dual cultivation with Qin Gengyun several times and slept in the same bed with him, there was still a huge gap between her and him.

She looked down at the gauze dress embroidered with gold thread on her body. In the past, she would never even give a second glance at this low-level magic robe.

But this is the most expensive thing Qin Gengyun has ever bought.

Bought it specially for her.

Should I know more about him?

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, Fellow Daoist Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Gengyun's concerned voice rang in his ears: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this to you."

Qiu Zhihe raised his head, took out five blood-clotting herbs from his bosom, and said calmly:

"I will give you the remaining blood-clotting grass, heart-solidifying grass, and jade-spirit flower one by one. Daoist friend Mo must hand them over to her within seven days. Why don't you hurry up?"

Qin Gengyun took the blood-clotting grass and stood up quickly: "Fellow Daoist Qiu reminded me, I will go to make the elixir now!"

After saying that, he walked into the kitchen, quickly cleaned the alchemy furnace, lit the alchemy fire, and sat down cross-legged. However, he did not start refining the elixir immediately, as all kinds of thoughts came to his mind.

During these days, he got the golden finger and married a virtuous and capable woman.

I had another chance to take part in the Northern Wilderness Trial and earned a huge amount of money that I never dared to dream of before!

Originally, he could have left Lingdanfang at this moment, rented a big house, and concentrated on studying alchemy.

However, now he had to keep a low profile and he didn't even dare to go to Danfu Tower to sell pills.

Because if he stood out too much and the abbot found out that he had ruined his big business, he would be in danger.

In the worst case, all your spirit stones will be taken away, and in the worst case, you may lose your life.

After all, the world of cultivating immortals is a world where the strong prey on the weak. If you are weaker than others, you will be bullied by them.

Therefore, the current goal is to reach the fourth level of Qi training as quickly as possible.

This way, his cultivation level would be equal to that of the abbot, and even if the matter of Qingfeng Powder was traced back, he would have enough ability to deal with it.

As for how to improve your cultivation, one is to practice dual cultivation. Before you reach the fourth level of Qi training, you must add all your cultivation points to [Cultivation].

The second is to practice on your own.

This path had originally been blocked by the poison, but if high-quality Yuqing Pills could be refined, there might be hope of temporarily suppressing the poison and regaining the path of self-cultivation.

At that time, you can even go to the Xianbao Building to buy dozens of spiritual essences to increase the speed of cultivation. Dual cultivation and self-cultivation go hand in hand, and quickly improve your cultivation to the fourth level.

This spiritual marrow is a spiritual treasure from the Northern Wilderness Mountains. Inhaling a piece of it during cultivation can increase the speed of cultivation several times.

Many treasure hunting teams went to the Northern Wilderness to look for treasures, and the most collected item was spiritual essence.

However, most spiritual marrows grow in extremely dangerous places. There is a saying that every piece of spiritual marrow is stained with the blood of treasure hunters.

Therefore, the price of spiritual marrow is extremely expensive. A piece the size of a thumb costs ten spirit stones. Ordinary cultivators simply cannot afford it.

Qin Gengyun now has 700 spirit stones in his possession, so he naturally has the ability to purchase the spirit essence.

What he had to do now was to complete the sixty elixirs that he was going to hand over to Fellow Daoist Mo, while trying to use the Yuqing Pill to suppress the elixir poison in his body.

Having made up his mind, Qin Gengyun began to refine the blood coagulation pill.

Outhouse.

Qiu Zhihe sat silently at the table, and suddenly a cold smile appeared on her face.

Master, someone finally fell into the trap you set in Tianlu Mountain!

But I don’t know who the Zhenyang Sect will send to die?

Are there any enemies among them who once surrounded and killed Master and me?

Qiu Zhihe lowered his head and thought, how can he find out more information?

She suddenly remembered that she had heard from several fellow apprentices who liked to go out that the places where low-level cultivators gathered, if we were to talk about the best information, would be the places of business or brothels.

Qiu Zhihe's eyes flashed and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. The dog he had just adopted was finally useful.

…

Two hours later.

In the kitchen, Qin Gengyun, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, sighed.

For some reason, the efficiency of alchemy today is extremely low. Originally, at least two blood clotting pills could be refined in two hours, but today only one was refined.

A whole blood-clotting herb was wasted.

Qin Gengyun was heartbroken.

This was cultivated by my wife with great effort. If you refine it into a blood-clotting pill, you can earn six spirit stones!

When Qin Gengyun was refining the elixir just now, his mind was full of thoughts, which always ended up resting on the comparison between one stick of incense and thirty-five breaths.

This seems to have become his inner demon.

If he doesn't try to verify and prove his true ability, this inner demon will probably always follow him.

Men really care about this kind of thing the most.

It took another two hours for Qin Gengyun to refine the second blood-clotting pill. He was extremely tired. When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Qiu Zhihe had already fallen asleep.

He got onto the bed quietly and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

Yin hour.

Even the monks were in the deepest sleep.

In the room on the right next to Qin Gengyun.

"Ah, ah! Senior, I'm coming right away. Please put away your magic power!"

A male cultivator with a wretched appearance woke up with a scream, put on his clothes tremblingly, and stumbled out of the door, holding his chest.

Braving the biting cold wind of the winter night, I finally arrived at Liuyan Lane, and as expected, I saw the tall and fiery red figure.

If it were a normal day, Meng Yu would have gone up to tease a female cultivator of this figure, but facing this one, he didn't even dare to look at her for a second, and knelt down with a plop:

"Senior, if you have any instructions, please tell me and I will definitely do it!"

The red-haired female cultivator said in a cold and ethereal voice: "Go to Yihong Tower and find out the news about Tianlu Mountain in the Northern Wasteland for me."

Meng Yu was startled, and quickly said: "Senior, I have used up all my spirit stones, Yihonglou will not let me in, and my libido is broken, how can I go in again?"

The red-haired female cultivator said coldly: "That's your business. If you can't do it, just wait for your meridians to be broken and you will die!"

Meng Yu was horrified and kowtowed repeatedly: "Senior, I, I have a way. I will go to Yihonglou and be a pimp. Then I can stay there all day and get information for you."

He raised his head and saw that there was no one in front of him. He hurriedly said loudly:

"Farewell, Senior! Don't worry, I will be a tortoise tomorrow!"

…

The next day.

Qin Gengyun came to Lingdanfang, still in a daze.

Once a cultivator has an inner demon, his cultivation will often stagnate, or even worse, he will go astray and explode to death.

But Qin Gengyun never thought that his inner demon would be something like the length of time.

Wang Ping and Xu Li's voices came from the side:

"I heard that the courtesan from Zhenyang City wants to sell her body. Fellow Daoist Xu, why don't we join forces to capture this courtesan?"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, can you afford fifty spirit stones?"

"this……"

Qin Gengyun's heart moved, and he asked the two people:

"That Oiran is actually her first time?"

Wang Ping nodded: "This courtesan has always been selling her art but not her body. I don't know why she made an exception this time when she came to Yunling Town."

Xu Li looked longing: "Fellow Daoist Qin, although it costs fifty spirit stones, this courtesan is both beautiful and talented, and is proficient in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and singing. Anyone who buys her can enter her boudoir alone. Without the guest's consent, Yihonglou will never disclose the guest's information."

Qin Gengyun stopped talking and just slacked off quietly.

The duty was supposed to be at You time, but today Qin Gengyun asked for leave early at Shen time.

He came to Yihonglou and his heartbeat gradually quickened.

The solution to the inner demons may be found in this Yihong Tower.