It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 173 It’s over
  "From this point of view, the method of controlling Qi practiced by Li Qinglin is indeed extraordinary, especially the power in his hands. It is actually far more powerful than Wen Shoufei, the creator of the method. It is rare."

Huang Changling smiled softly, and his words actually showed some appreciation for Li Qinglin.

The sword-wielding warrior behind him was silent for a moment and said,
  "Sect Master, Li Qinglin has not used the method of controlling Qi."

"Ok?"

Huang Changling turned around suddenly, his face full of surprise and uncertainty.
  "What do you mean? Could it be that he killed King Ming with just the power of his body and soul?!"

The terrifying momentum suddenly dropped, and the sword-wielding warrior seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and said in a difficult tone,
  "it seems to be like this."

Just in time.

The sound of rapid footsteps came.

A man in his thirties, with a gloomy temperament and wearing a monk's robe came from the cabin.

Judging from his momentum, he has reached the peak state of spiritual cultivation.

The man said fiercely,

"Master, Khenpo's lamp is out. I want to ask for orders to go to Fengfeng County to get Li Qinglin's head and light a lamp to commemorate Khenpo's soul!"

Khenpo is the honorific title of the martial arts leader in Tantric Buddhism and is a symbol of great wisdom and courage.

Once King Maharaja died, the tantric sect was leaderless and fell into turmoil.

When Huang Changling heard this, he sighed and comforted softly,
  "This matter is put on hold. The people from the Martial League have become more and more active recently. We should not cause any more trouble."

When the man heard this, he showed a look of surprise on his face.
  "Then please, Master, forgive me for disobeying this order! Khenpo, you cannot die in vain!"

After saying that, the man turned around and strode away without looking back.

The monk's robes were blown by the river water, like fire and blood.

But suddenly, alarms appeared in the man's heart, and he subconsciously activated his movements to leave the place.

"call out!!"

Almost instantly, a sharp light struck with the surging airflow.

Wave after wave of water appeared, like thousands of silver snakes, slithering all over the sky and passing through the man's chest in an instant.

"Forehead……"

The man lowered his head blankly, looking at his chest that had been completely penetrated and vaporized, leaving only a thin layer of fascia tissue connecting both sides.

thump!
  The corpse fell to the ground, and the smell of blood suddenly became strong on the side of the ship.

Regarding this, the other warriors stared at each other without saying a word.

Huang Changling shook his head and said,

"It's your business to resist the order, and it's my business to forgive or not."

The corpses were quickly cleaned up and thrown into the river.

The sword-wielding warrior asked in a low voice just now,
  "Master, how should Li Qinglin respond?"

"Not urgent."

Huang Changling turned around, looked at the thousands of mountains on the shore, and said with deep eyes,
  "From what I've seen, this guy's experience seems to be someone blessed with great luck. Either you have to make friends with this kind of person, or you can directly obliterate him with all your strength at the speed of thunder."

"Wait until I finish dealing with the martial alliance and have my hands free to deal with him."

"Let's make good friends with Ruan first, pick a few techniques related to the third level of martial arts, and send them to him to express our apology."

The sword-wielding warrior responded and left quickly.

The wind in the river is cold, and the giant snake under the water pulls the rope, moving the wind and spreading the clouds.

Huang Changling stood on the side of the ship for a long time, muttering to himself,

"Is it my misunderstanding? In recent years, there have been more and more talented people in various prefectures. There is an endless supply of talented people in martial arts and immortality."

"In the past few hundred years, many immortal cultivating sects have held military exercises to sacrifice the city's human destiny for the next few hundred years. It stands to reason that the talents should wither."

"Why, so abnormal?"

……

We went to Feng County in the early morning, still a little damp from last night.

But in many restaurants and tea shops, people talked a lot and lowered their voices.

"Have you heard that Jian Jiu, who has always been a sword shadow in the city without traces, suddenly broke his sword at home last night? His nose and face were bruised and swollen. When he met everyone, he told everyone that he made a mistake in sword practice and accidentally injured himself." More than that? Twelve years ago, Smiling Yama, who devoured Tai Sui meat, reshaped his muscles and bones, and entered the state of spiritual cultivation at the age of less than thirty, was unconscious under the city wall, covered with scars, saying that he encountered a ghost and hit the wall!"

"This is strange. In just one month, why have so many spiritual masters in the city had accidents? Either their arms or legs were broken, or they encountered something ominous."

"Hehe, haven't you noticed? These Shen Yang warriors who had the accident are not clean at all!

When the Liquan Taoist was wiped out, all the big families in the inner city joined forces with the warriors from the inside and outside Taoist temples. But these people all hid if they could, and if they couldn't, they simply slipped away to other counties! "

"Hiss...could it be that there is an innocent soul seeking his life?"

Among the people, there is no doubt that the person who caused the tragic situation of swordsmen Nineteen, Smiling Yama and other warriors is Li Qinglin.

This month, he was very polite to all the famous martial arts masters in Feng County, and came to invite them to fight one by one to prove their martial arts skills.

Quite a gain.

Today is the day when Li Qinglin sets off and leaves Fengxian County to return to Qingshitan.

During this period, he worked tirelessly to stimulate qi and blood to regulate Li Xian's body and eliminate the disease. Although it was not able to extend his life, it was enough to allow Li Xian to enjoy his old age healthily.

As for Li Qingqing, perhaps because Xiao Nizi has grown up, she no longer admires Li Qinglin as much as she did when she was a child.

In other words, he became more reserved and learned the modesty of a girl.

Unfortunately, Li Qinglin secretly used phaseless spiritual stone powder to test Li Qingqing's qualifications, but the result was that he had no spiritual roots.

Li Qinglin was not surprised by this result.

There was even some relief.

The immortal road is lonely, startling at every step, and withered graves everywhere.

Sometimes, it’s not bad to be a mortal and experience decades of wealth.

As for Jiwu Yulongmen...

Li Qinglin firmly believes in one truth.

As long as you are strong enough, no one dares to hurt your family.

Otherwise, completely untying Li Qinglin's shackles will only release a ferocious beast that will frighten everyone!
  When the time comes, it will be others who are afraid.

……

The rain is coming in gusty winds, beating against the banana leaves.

In the dark forest, Chen Bufan stumbled all the way, letting the cold raindrops fall on his face, and the damp soil exuded the smell of water.

cold!
  困！
  tired!
  Countless negative emotions surged into his heart, making him unable to help but close his eyes.

But he didn't dare and didn't want to close his eyes.

He was originally the son of a turtle man from the fishing market in Luoshui County.

Turtle people are the special positions set up by Dajiang to control mountains, rivers, vegetation, birds and animals, and to manage rivers and rivers, rivers and rivers, and fish swamps. They are all people with certain special abilities or bloodlines.

And he, Chen Bufan, is an outstanding person among them. He is good at knowing the solar terms, where there are big fish and where the mountain spirits are, and he has an almost instinctive intuition.

With this, his martial arts cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds, and he is already at the marrow refining stage when he is less than twenty years old.

It's a pity that success is a failure and failure is a failure.

He led his dog to care for the eagle, and once found an extremely rare Huang Yuanzhu in the mountains.

This thing is a Tao foundation made of fine yellow skin. Every ten years, it will spit out and absorb the spiritual energy of the earth.

Not only can it prolong life, but it can also lengthen muscles and bones. Even for adults, it can lengthen the muscles and veins by several inches!
  But unfortunately, the news leaked out, and an old Yangshen martial artist in Luoshui County set his sights on Huang Yuanzhu and came to ask for it.

Chen Bufan is young and energetic, and feels that he is not weaker than others, so naturally he is unwilling to accept weakness.

As a result, he was secretly harmed, his muscles and veins were severed, and his cultivation was completely ruined!
  Both parents were killed!
  Even her childhood sweetheart broke off the engagement!
  All the wealth and fertile land were taken away!
  "Ten years from Hedong to Hexi, you just wait!!"

Chen Bufan stood in the cold rain for a long time, his eyes flickering like a wolf, staring in the direction of Luoshui County.

suddenly,

There were rapid footsteps in the distance.

"Hurry, that kid has become a cripple, he can't escape far, he's very close here!"

(End of this chapter)