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Chapter 130 Refinement and Formation (ask for a monthly ticket!!!)
After walking out of the jungle, Yun Shu identified the direction and headed towards the king's capital.

He didn't have to go to the capital either.

The current situation is that the surrounding area is desolate, and I don't know which direction to go is the right one.

The direction of the capital must be the most prosperous.

At least some horses can be found on the road.

Soon, Yun Shu found a village and bought horses from an old farmer. When he handed over enough gold and silver, the old farmer burst into tears.

But I still didn't dare to accept it, and only charged the price of one horse, and even because the horse was old, the price was even lower.

Yun Shu sighed again.

Even if the old farmer knows the reason of lack of people's hearts, are those struggling in the world of cultivating immortals fighting too much?

But Yun Shu quickly adjusted his mentality.

The old farmer doesn't just know that greed is not enough, he should still be afraid of his own identity.

I am used to simplicity, and I don't know what to do in the face of big money.

And the struggle in the world of cultivating immortals.

It is necessary to fight for it. There are only so many resources. If you don’t fight for it, other people will naturally fight for your share.

Those who can make it to the end may still have some humanity left, but not much.

No one can live in peace. Under the turmoil of the world, if you are not strong, you can only be bullied. Therefore, you can only have firm beliefs, become stronger, and become stronger again.

As for the original heart, it is something that needs to be adhered to. If the original heart is polluted by dust, then no matter how high the cultivation base is, it is useless. It is just a puppet dominated by a powerful force.

Sticking to one's heart, and then becoming stronger, it seems that there is no conflict, and it seems that it is out of place, but it is also what Yun Shu has been pursuing.

The slow walking of the old horse just gave Yun Shu time to recover.

Riding on it is almost no faster than walking.

Yun Shu was so happy that it was already the morning of the third day when he arrived at the capital.

Yun Shu dozed off from the horseback, and he would come down to rest from time to time. After all, riding a horse was also a physical effort, and his arms and legs might break after a jolt.

"Are you there?" Yun Shu glanced at the tall city wall in front of him, and remained silent.

Passing over the identity card, the guard respectfully let him in.

Yun Shu didn't alarm the seniors, and the seniors were also troubled, maybe they were also upset about the situation now.

Their deadline may be approaching, but the next batch of people will come to guard, there is no end, the source of pain is that there is no hope of counterattack.

Yun Shu handed over the old horse to a guard in the royal city to take care of him.

The guard naturally said yes again and again, not daring to be slighted.

The guards exchanged Yun Shu for a new horse. Horses with the blood of monsters are only available in the royal city.

Yun Shu took one last look at Wang Cheng, and headed straight for the sect.

Wan Jiange.

Yun Shu arrived at noon on the second day.

"Junior Brother Yun." The disciple on duty is none other than Liu Xuan of Ling Jianfeng.

I think Liu Xuan is on duty today.

Liu Xuan looked at Yun Shu in surprise.

Previously, Liu Xuan had only recommended Yun Shu into the Qidan Hall as a simple gesture of his hand, but he didn't expect that this person would become the true biography of the elder of Qidan Hall, which made him feel elated for a while.

Even when drinking with his brothers, he has the capital to brag.

"Senior Brother Liu." Yun Shu looked over, but smiled.

Liu Xuan patted Yun Shu on the shoulder, "You boy, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's been almost a month. There is almost nothing to write in the sect briefing."

Seeing Yun Shu's nose wrinkled and distorted face, Liu Xuan immediately realized something.

For a physical cultivator, even if he uses all his strength and uses all his strength, it won't be like this, right?
"Junior Brother Yun, are you injured?"

"Seriously?"

Then he pulled Yun Shu's hand over. Visible to the naked eye, there were marks on his hand that had just recovered, but hadn't recovered completely.

"Is this going out to perform missions again?"

Yun Shu withdrew her hand, but smiled, "It's not that serious, it's just a little injury, it's harmless, just take care of it for a while."

"That's good, that's good, I have some healing medicine here, although I don't know if it will work for you, you should take it." Liu Xuan paused, and handed over some healing medicine.

"Thank you, brother. It's not that serious. I'll recover after a while. I'm a physical practitioner, so I don't need these pills." Yun Shu smiled and said, also very grateful.

These seniors really have nothing to say to him.

"Hey, well, you should rest more and go back first." Liu Xuan said without asking too much.

"it is good."

After Yun Shu returned to the sect, he came to look for the fat deacon.

It doesn't matter if he recovers from his injuries or not, at least he can walk and move now, it's just that his energy is not good, so it's better to go and get the reward first.

What about 4000 Yuan Lingshi, don't waste it.

Arriving at the Sutra Pavilion of the outer sect, Yun Shu was wearing ordinary clothes at this moment, and did not have the signboard of the inner sect disciple of the Wanjiang Pavilion, so it did not cause any sensation.

The fat deacon is still sleeping, and Yun Shu doesn't even understand why his sleep quality is so good!

But at a certain moment, Yun Shu felt the powerful fluctuation of mental power lingering in him.

His eyes narrowed.

Alchemy formula?

The scene in front of him opened Yun Shu's eyes.

A faint spiritual power shrouded his body, where the naked eye could not see, the spiritual power condensed into various shapes of dragons and tigers. If this was a means of mental power attack, it would be too strong.

It turns out that Fat Deacon's sleeping is not really sleeping, but practicing spiritual power?

Taking the opportunity of sleeping to practice?

Or, did not sleep at all?
This made Yun Shu admire him very much.

Unexpectedly, this one is still a roll king.

But the volume was over, and Yun Shu still wanted to disturb him.

"I'll hand in the task." Yun Shu tapped on the table.

The fat deacon seemed to have just woken up from his sleep, and when he raised his head slightly, Yun Shu suddenly felt a powerful spiritual force sweeping towards him.

Almost subconsciously, Yun Shu resisted with her mental strength.

Seeing the conscious resistance, the fat deacon didn't continue to investigate, and his mental power receded like a tide.

Yun Shu curled his lips, no wonder he felt that the fat deacon's gaze made him uncomfortable before.

The fat deacon looked at Yun Shu in surprise, "You got started so soon? Not bad."

"Which task did you come to find me this time?" The fat deacon asked with a smile.

Yun Shu glanced around, no one came to watch, and then took out the list.

Use the talisman pen on the side, dipped in the blood of an unknown beast, and scratch out several names one by one.

"Hand in this task." Yun Shu said slightly.

The fat deacon's eyes were fixed.

Then he put away the list and said solemnly, "Come with me."

Yun Shu nodded and didn't say much.

Although Yun Shu doesn't like to trust people very much, he can still trust the fat deacon for the time being, and there is a high probability that he will not be greedy for his own spirit stone.

(End of this chapter)