"What are you doing at this time, senior?"
Li Qingran held his cheeks and looked at the ceiling.
She probably felt that Chen Huai'an was very busy and had no time to pay attention to her.
"A person like the senior must be fighting for the monks of the entire Cangyun Realm, such as eliminating demons or something..."
As she thought to herself, she had already pictured in her mind an old man with gray hair and a celestial bearing, riding a flying sword and slaying demons. As she thought about it, she couldn't help but smile.
if……
It would be great if the senior was her master.
"No, Li Qingran, don't push your luck!"
Li Qingran patted his head and gave a slight warning.
Today, the senior gave her 12 spirit crystals and a high-level spirit gathering array that lasted for 6 hours.
He also very roughly raised her cultivation to the fifth level of Qi Refining.
Thanks to the recovery of tendons and internal injuries, the dissipation of spiritual energy in Dantian has slowed down a lot.
But her Dantian was broken after all, like a basin with a hole in it, and her spiritual energy would always leak out a little bit.
"We have to find a way to resolve the issue of Dantian and spiritual roots."
Li Qingran thought to herself that although the senior had great powers, she didn't want to trouble him with everything.
If the seniors are willing to help her, that is their business, and she will not take the initiative to ask for it from them.
She already had the specific idea in mind, and Qingyun Sect was definitely unreliable.
She had to go to another sect, even if it was just a small one.
Those small sects would also collect some books, and maybe they could find a way to repair Dantian and spiritual roots by chance. If they couldn't find it, they could leave the Xiuxian world and find a beautiful place to live in seclusion and slowly collect clues about the family, or simply return to the Southern Dynasty to be a female general?
As for those senior brothers who asked her to report...
Li Qingran had never thought about it.
She was no match for those senior brothers before, and now her chances are even slimmer.
This is indeed cowardly, but it has always been the rule of survival in the world of cultivation.
She didn't want to live anymore, so it didn't matter.
But now she wanted to live longer, to live until the day when her elders would be done with their work and willing to show up and meet her, even if it was just to talk to her.
She really wanted to say thank you to her senior in person.
…
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"That's not right! Didn't they say Li Qingran was thrown into a thatched hut?"
Song Jiaojiao looked at the house at her feet with a frown.
The monk had excellent eyesight and she could tell that the house was newly built, which meant that someone was helping Li Qingran.
But, who will help Li Qingran?
Those direct disciples of Chixiao Peak?
It's not that there is no such possibility...
Although Mu Baishuang said that those people hated Li Qingran to the core, what if they still showed some care to Li Qingran out of their old friendship?
If she killed Li Qingran, wouldn't that be going against those disciples?
But she didn't want to give up the Foundation Building Pill.
Song Jiaojiao thought about it and decided to give it a try first.
Also see what methods those people left near Li Qingran's residence.
So she took out a half-meter-long red incense stick from her storage ring.
This incense is called "Beast Attractor". Its fragrance spreads over a wide range and is difficult for monks to detect, but it attracts monsters with a keen sense of smell. Usually, this thing is used to attract monsters when hunting monsters, but sometimes it is also used as a killing weapon.
Originally, her idea was to rush into the hut to assassinate Li Qingran, and then throw the body into the cave to feed the monsters, which was the cleanest way. But now the plan has changed, she dare not approach rashly, and can only use "Beast Attraction" to kill people with beasts, although the monster riot caused by "Beast Attraction" may attract the attention of the sect.
"Li Qingran, when the wall falls, everyone pushes it. Don't blame me."
Song Jiaojiao lit the red incense and flicked it with her fingers.
The red fragrance flew out and landed on a tree near the house.
After doing all this, she quickly set up a magic circle to conceal her aura.
There will be a small-scale monster riot later, and one or two tough guys will inevitably appear. Only this magic circle can guarantee her safety.
Next, I will hide in the dark and watch the show.
It takes time for the monsters to smell the scent and gather together.
The girl who was fast asleep in the house was unaware of the impending danger.
…
Five o'clock in the morning.
A faint light appeared on the horizon.
Chen Huai'an was almost at the top.
However, the current conditions are very bad, with strong wind and low temperature. Many tourists are sweating from head to toe. However, when they reach the top, the sweat on their bodies has been dried by the cold wind, and they begin to feel cold. If they want to warm up their bodies, they have to speed up their pace or go to the restaurant beside the road to have some hot porridge.
But Chen Huai'an is different.
His face was pale, his whole body was soaked with sweat, he was shaky with every step, and beads of sweat dripped from the corners of his soaked clothes.
It hurts.
Along the way, I ate two pieces of bread and drank water for the rest of the time. I kept drinking water.
Although his steps were staggering, each step was firm and no longer wavering.
놛's back was straight, and 놂's eyes were looking forward. The light in his eyes made 놛 look like a pilgrim.
"Brother, can I carry you up? Stop climbing!" Zhang Rui was about to cry. What he experienced tonight would be remembered for the rest of his life. He watched helplessly as a patient with osteosarcoma on his legs climbed up the stairs step by step without stopping, enduring the severe pain.
The two of them couldn't even keep up, and the punk girl was also panting.
Zhang Rui often exercises during the day and has good physical strength, but his stress mainly comes from the psychological aspect.
Every time Chen Huai'an took a step forward and saw the sweat dripping on the hem of his clothes, his heart would be tortured.
From beginning to end, Chen Huai'an never complained about anything.
I embraced their malice with a tolerant and peaceful attitude.
Behind Chen Huaian were not only the four friends, but also many other tourists. Many of these tourists gave up halfway through the climb, but after hearing Chen Huaian's story, they spontaneously followed Chen Huaian, and the number of people continued to increase.
At this moment, approaching the top, the team is so large that it has formed a long dragon on the stairs.
"We'll be there soon." Chen Huai'an looked up at the top of the mountain and smiled.
You must persevere to the top.
Because a level 57 guy said so an hour ago.
If you reach the top before sunrise, you will get 66 "Dragon Castles". One "Dragon Castle" is worth 2888 yuan. After deducting the cost of the platform, you will get 95,000 yuan. Add in the rewards from other tourists, and you will earn about 120,000 yuan tonight.
Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that the guy was just talking nonsense.
Chen Huai'an is very open-minded about these things. He came here to reach the summit.
I will do this even if I don't have a gift from you.
Climbing the river is not just about making money.
I just want to see my own limits in this remaining life.
See how much heat you are still generating.
However, there were only 98 steps left to the top of the mountain.
Chen Huaian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his leg.
His body went to Heng and knelt on the steps.
Su Xiaoqian, who was behind him, looked at Chen Huaian's legs subconsciously. Her face changed and she covered her mouth and screamed.
"Ah! Legs... your legs..."
Chen Huai'an looked down at his legs.
I could see that his legs from the ankles to the knees were twisted beyond recognition.
놛,
Broken bone.