Chapter 818: All seven inches (five watch for monthly pass)
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Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal
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- 2021-01-31 06:50:30
A riot ceased ever since.
Han Yu looked at Qin Xuan, her eyes flashed with curiosity.
Although I call her master Feng Bao the chief steward to the outside world, she was able to get a famous post from Tongbao Pavilion at the age of more than a hundred years. Obviously, the white-haired young man in front of him has his own advantages.
"What else do you need to buy?" Han Yu said politely with a smile.
"A quiet room, let me practice some more!" Qin Xuan said lightly: "In addition, an old and one young person on the Qinghe River outside that door will help and entertain you."
Han Yu stagnated, she was just being polite, but she didn't expect this young man to really regard herself as a servant command.
Han Yu laughed a little in his heart, and would not care about this little thing.
"Qiao'er, go and do it!" Han Yu said softly, looking at the girl behind Qin Xuan, "You have to hurry up and practice, next time someone frightens you, just tell me!"
"I, Tongbao Pavilion, is not for anyone to be presumptuous!"
The girl nodded obediently, and then ran out.
Qin Xuan also paid a thousand and one hundred seventh-grade spirit crystals to buy the barren stone.
This made Han Yu couldn't help but look at it a few more times. After that, she prepared a quiet room for Qin Xuan, which was free of charge, which could be regarded as compensation for the extra one hundred seven-tier spirit crystals.
In the quiet room, Qin Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon.
There are a series of patterns on the surrounding walls, which are the spirit gathering formation method. In this quiet room, the aura is as strong as the seventh-grade spirit veins, and it is also considered good in this deserted city quiet room.
Qin Xuan's palm spread out lightly, and then, in front of him, the barren stone refining appeared, and the eternal sword flew out and hovered beside Qin Xuan.
In it, the sword spirit is a little joyful, and the eternal sword rank is improved, which is also of great benefit to it.
Following Qin Xuan's hand squeezing the Ling Jue, he then began to refine this refining waste stone and merge it into the Eternal Sword.
Until three days later, all the refining waste stones were integrated into the Eternal Sword.
I saw that the jade-colored Eternal Sword became more and more primitive. It once appeared a gray stone color, as if it were an ordinary stone sword, but as Qin Xuan crossed into the spiritual power, the Eternal Sword suddenly lit up with blood. Wen, silky sword qi cuts through the air, making a sneer, and the sharpness is almost comparable to the magic weapon of the seventh stage peak.
"Unfortunately, there is no Lingjing to buy the Sixth-Rank Treasure for the time being, otherwise, the Eternal Sword can also be included in the Sixth-Rank!"
Qin Xuan said softly, the seventh-rank magic weapon usually exists in the hands of the great cultivator of God Transformation. With his Golden Core Realm, this eternal sword can also exert its full power, but it is considered sufficient.
After refining the Eternal Sword, Qin Xuan took out ten bottles of Wild Blood Pill from the storage bag.
He should have spent one thousand and seven hundred spirit crystals with two thousand seven-grade spirit crystals, and the remaining three hundred.
But Qin Xuan was not heartbroken. The path of cultivation was all about the countless resources needed. Ten bottles of scarce blood pills were nothing more than ten bottles of blood pills. Those big Dao Monarchs and mighty heirs would even be bathed in the blood of the big fairies when they were born. Waiting for resources, he is simply insignificant.
Qin Xuan's eyes trembled slightly, and immediately, he shattered all the jade bottles, the horrible spirit was like a dragon, and the appearance of various wild beasts was faintly transformed, roaring in this quiet room, like a group of demons roaring, Thrilling.
Unfortunately for Qin Xuan, it was unheard of.
He opened his mouth slightly, and immediately, those wild blood pills came into his mouth like beads.
Seventy blood pills, not one left.
If the monks outside saw it, they would definitely be dumbfounded in horror, even Yuan Ying Zhenjun like Feng Bao was no exception.
Seventh-Rank Wild Blood Pill could only be swallowed by a cultivator of the God Realm.
For the Golden Core Realm, the essence of the Seventh Stage Wild Blood Pill is too majestic, a random one, even the physical cultivation of the Golden Core Realm may not be able to withstand it.
However, Qin Xuan swallowed a full seventy, never hesitated.
Not only the wild blood pill, but also the essence of the room was swallowed by Qin Xuan, leaving nothing left.
In an instant, Qin Xuan's body shook, and the futon under him was silently shaken into powder.
I saw Qin Xuan's body as if there were horned dragons running around, with blue veins violent, but Qin Xuan didn't notice it.
In the quiet room, for seven days, the abnormalities on Qin Xuan's body disappeared bit by bit.
All of these seventy blood pill were refined by Qin Xuan, turned into rolling essence, merged into the 720 acupoints of his body, and poured into the golden leaf.
In seven days, Qin Xuan refined everything, the original five-inch gold leaf, from the moment Qin Xuan's eyes opened and closed, it had already condensed seven inches in size, and there were even faint signs of reaching eight inches.
Compared to the previous vision of Qin Xuan's cultivation, Qin Xuan's eyes closed, but there was no sound.
Since he walked out of the quiet room, he cultivated for ten days, and the gold leaf and gold core in his body were seven inches.
But in the eyes of outsiders, it is no different from before.
Even Han Yu and Feng Bao, if Qin Xuan did not reveal their cultivation, they would definitely not have noticed that someone had quietly refined seventy seventh-grade wild blood pills during ten days, and they were even more from the golden pill. The middle grade enters the top grade.
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In the barren forbidden city, Xu Ze and Xu Xun stayed honestly in a courtyard.
Qing He Nuan and the four cloud chasing horses were eating nine-grade weeds in the courtyard freely. Xu Ze looked at the cloud chasing horses with a little sadness.
In the past few days, the fodder eaten by these four cloud chasing horses has already cost him a Ninth-Rank Spirit Crystal.
There are only a few in his hand.
Up to now, Xu Ze deeply felt how ridiculous it was that he had bought it at a low price, and the old and old Yunyun Ju wanted to go to Tianyunzong.
If it hadn't been for Qin Xuan, he would still be advancing arduously in the long loess at this moment.
"I don't know when Senior Qin will leave the customs!" The old man sighed, and Xu Xun was sitting cross-legged and practicing.
The aura of the forbidden city was not known to be many times richer than the aura of the deserted village he was in. During these ten days of cultivation, Xu Xun touched the threshold of the refining realm even more vaguely.
At this moment, two figures came slowly from the front of the courtyard.
Both are dressed in the costumes of the Qinghe School, and they are the two great cultivators Liu Bai and Fujiga who had been looking for before.
The rules in the forbidden city are strict, even if they can't bring their mounts, they can't.
"Brother Liu, it seems that Qinghe Nian is here!" Fujiga looked at the courtyard with small eyes.
Liu Bai smiled faintly, his divine consciousness swept past, "An old golden core monk, a little baby who is not even in the refining state, the person who hurts my apprentice and wins the blue river should not be here."
Fujiga turned his head and looked at Liu Bai, "Then we..."
"Why worry, we don't come often in this barren forbidden city, just to see if there is anything we need!" Liu Bai smiled lightly.
"As for this Qinghe Nian..."
Liu Bai turned around and walked into the barren forbidden city with a calm voice, "You can't run away!"
"When the man who wins the blue river leaves the city, we will catch up."
He didn't pay much attention to his words, as if regaining the Qinghe Nian, if his hands were caught.