Luo Zhen also understood that the reason why he refining his body was so easy and freehand was that he had built a foundation and skipped the most difficult stage of physical hard work, the second was the particularity of the ice silkworm turning into rain, and the third was the assistance of the thousand-year-old ice silk.

It is conceivable that without the assistance of the ice silkworm wrist guards, the magma would not turn into a warm current, but would continue to invade the body like this, strengthening his body with a domineering and domineering manner.

According to the exercises, if there is a thousand-year-old ice silk as an auxiliary, you can practice for one hour every day, but if you do not have this thing, you will have to finish your exercises in half an hour and then forcefully continue to practice, the medicinal properties will harm the body and slow down the cultivation progress.

But in this way, the cultivation speed is half slower.

It seems that the search for thousands of years of ice silk has to be put on the agenda.

But let’s first practice this technique for three years to see if it can improve the speed of cultivation.

With a wave of his hand, Luo Zhen put the wooden basin and the clean medicine wastewater into the storage bag.

This world is not as advanced as the sewer in the previous life, so if you want to pour out the water, you can only let the servants come up and move it down. First, Luo Zhen is too lazy to let them go up and down, and second, he doesn't want to expose his practice in the house, so he just put it in a storage bag and pour it out tomorrow.

In the days that followed, Luo Zhen completely entered the travel life, wandering around and seeing if he could pick up a vacancy and find something good. Every seven or eight days, he would go to Qianhuan to harass the shop owner and ask her if she would help him repair the illusion.

If he doesn't want to, he turns his head and leaves, never talking nonsense.

The heroic female cultivator used to see it often. Including the first time she has passed, this is the fourth time Luo Zhen has gone to Qianhuan, and she is always there every time.

I don’t know why she is so idle and doesn’t have to practice?

Having said that, I don’t seem to have any right to talk to others, right?

After silently complaining, Luo Zhen stepped into the store and bowed: "How is senior feeling today?"

"not good."

"Goodbye."

Looking at Luo Zhen who turned his head and left without any delay, the heroic female cultivator chuckled.

"This little monk is quite interesting. He just wants to repair the illusion surface, and it's not troublesome. Why don't you help him?"

Wen Yue paused with the teacup, raised her head, and a trace of suspicion flashed in her eyes: "You can see the disguised illusion on his face. I'm not surprised by this, but what's strange is, why did you suddenly talk about love for others? Do you know him?"

Qin Yan smiled and picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it all: "Tell me clearly? You have thought too much, I just said it casually. As for him, he can't be considered aware of this person, but he just knew this person. Although this little monk, although he is low in his realm, he is very capable."

A hint of surprise appeared on Wen Yue's dull face: "Oh? What do you mean by this? Could it be that he still hides his cultivation level?"

"Hehe, that's not the case. As for the reason..." Qin Yan deliberately kept it in the air, "Guess?"

Wen Yue gave her speechless look, and returned to the expression of Gujing Wubo again: "Don't guess."

Qin Yan obviously knew what his junior sister was like, and she smiled: "Do you know the magic weapon of Huanyin?"

"Phantomy? I haven't heard of it."

"You, it's time to go out for a walk. If you don't say it, it's better to be around the city than you are almost isolated from the world now." Qin Yan advised her, but looking at her expression, it was obviously useless. "This magic weapon has only appeared suddenly in the past two years. It's extremely convenient. No matter how far you are, you can talk face to face."

As she said that, she stretched out her left hand to reveal her wrist, and saw a white magical instrument wearing a white wrist.

"Look, it's this magic weapon."

As she said that, she took out a white box and handed it over.

"Give it, this is yours."

However, Wen Yue did not answer and raised her hand and pushed it over again.

"I don't need it, I won't leave the city. If there is anything, you will come over with just one thought. What do you want it?"

"What if I leave the city for something and want to chat with you?" Qin Yan pushed it over again, "You can just take it. It is more convenient if you have anything to do. Moreover, this magic weapon is not only available for chatting, but also comes with a small teleportation array that can teleport things. You will know it after using it. It is very convenient."

"Um."

Wen Yue finally connected the magic weapon, but she didn't put it on, but threw it into the storage bag casually.

Seeing this, Qin Yan sighed slightly, and was about to say something else, suddenly his face changed suddenly.

"not good!"

After saying that, she had no time to explain something, and her figure flashed and disappeared from her seat.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yue heard a loud noise from the direction of the city center. Along with the loud noise, there was also a loud shout containing anger.

"He Jianming! You're too bullying!"

Wen Yue was stunned, He Jianming? Isn’t this the name of the three city lords? Did the two people actually fight in public?

Then she returned to peace again.

Forget it, my senior sister has passed anyway, so it should be fine.

After disappearing from the store, Qin Yan's figure appeared above a mansion in the center of Lingjin City, but it was different from when she was in Wenyue's store. At this time, a layer of black fog was shrouded around her body, and she could not see her true appearance clearly.

As soon as she appeared, she saw a monk slapped at another mansion on the right.

The moment the palm was slapped, a huge palm formed by magic power came out of his hand and slapped hard at the house below.

However, before the giant hand captured the house, a layer of light golden light shield suddenly appeared above the mansion, blocking the giant hand firmly, making a loud noise. Then, a black-robed monk suddenly appeared, stood in front of the monk, and shouted angrily.

"Li Song! Why are you going crazy?!"

"Stop pretending to be stupid here!"

Li Song looked angry, shouted angrily, opened his mouth and spit it out. A bronze bell with an ancient shape flew out of his mouth, turned drippingly, turning to about the size of a meter. It shook slightly in the air, and circles of ripples that could be seen in the naked eye quickly spread out from its surroundings.

"Xuanji Bell! Are you crazy?!"

He Jianming's face suddenly changed, and he didn't dare to be careless at all. With a wave of his hand, a white stream of light flew out from his arm. It was a white jade bracelet.

After the white jade bracelet flew out, it quickly became bigger, like a circle of walls, protecting him in the middle and slowly rotating.

Just as the ripples were about to hit the white jade bracelet, a sound of a little anger mixed in majesty suddenly rang out.

"Stop it all!"

Immediately afterwards, a black flying sword suddenly flew out of the black fog, turning into a black lightning, drawing countless black thin lines in the air, and cutting all the invisible ripples that spread out.

Immediately afterwards, the black lightning flashed violently and hit the Xuanji Bell, making a huge sound of gold and iron clashing, directly knocking it away hundreds of meters.

Qin Yan's body, shrouded in black mist, slowly fell down, and fell between the two of them, making a male male voice like before, with anger in his words.

"Using your natal magic weapon in the city, Li Song, do you want to destroy this city!"

The two bowed together: "I have met the city lord."

After looking around, Qin Yan snorted coldly: "Let's talk about it later!"

After saying that, she flew into the huge mansion in the center below. Li Song and He Jianming looked at each other, still full of anger. However, Qin Yan had already spoken, and the two of them did not dare to continue fighting. They each took back their magic weapons, then landed and entered the mansion.

When he arrived at the hall, Qin Yan had dissipated the black mist around him and sat on the main seat.

Two people sit on their own, one on the left and one on the right.

He looked at the two people who were still angry on their faces speechlessly, and Qin Yan couldn't help but rub the forehead.

It’s okay for these two people to argue on weekdays, but today they even used their natal magic weapon. I think the relationship between them was pretty good when they founded this city. Hundreds of years have passed, so why has the relationship suddenly become so bad?

"Tell me, what happened this time? I even used my natal magic weapon. Li Song, do you want to destroy the hundreds of years of hard work of the three of us?"

When Li Song heard this, he bowed and bowed, then pointed at He Jianming with anger and said, "City Lord, it's not because I did this on purpose. It's really this person who deceived others too much!"

"what is going on?"

"Previously, Zeng Ziming, my subordinates, Tan Jian and Luo Wei, went to explore the remains together, but unexpectedly, they attacked Zeng Ziming on the way back. Fortunately, he had a secret treasure to escape, so he was lucky enough to escape, but he was already in a strange poison and his cultivation level was greatly damaged!"

Qin Yan frowned and looked at He Jianming. Before she could speak, He Jianming sneered: "It turned out to be for this matter. I thought Zeng Ziming was seriously injured, which was considered to have learned a lesson. I thought I would not hold him accountable anymore. I didn't expect that he would bite him back."

As he said that, He Jianming stood up and bowed, "It was obvious that the three of them had a dispute in this matter and fought hard. Zeng Ziming relied on his spiritual realm, which was one level higher than the two of them, but he actually took the opportunity to die. In desperation, they had no choice but to use poison, and thus escaped by chance."

"It's just a verbal dispute. Zeng Ziming actually wanted to kill them. I want to ask, where is he so bold?"

He Jianming glanced at Li Song meaningfully, and the meaning was self-evident.

Li Song's face darkened: "Hmph! Are you trying to say that he did this under my instruction?"

"Then I want to ask, why do they happen to have a strange poison that can poison the spiritual pill cultivator in their hands, and why did they deliberately cause verbal disputes? Don't they know that they are not Zeng Ziming's opponent?"

Looking at the two people below, Qin Yan couldn't help but rub the forehead again.

How did these two people become like this?
Chapter completed!