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Chapter 104
The hall was dim, with a few candles flickering.

Sitting in the center, Mo Yun looked at the audience and couldn't help but sigh: "Now Zixiao is flourishing, Tianyimen has many backgrounds, and Bingqing Palace is isolated from the world. Only my Luoxia Sect is declining day by day. It’s a big loss.”

Sun Chuan was at the bottom of the stage. Hearing Mo Yun's words, he couldn't help feeling terrified.

At the beginning, Shen Nian was asking for a letter of recommendation, but he turned a deaf ear to it.

After a few days ago, He Qing not only defeated Shi Jiandong's candidate true biography, but also defeated Xieyuedong's foundation establishment true biography.

Such a record is enough to get him onto the stage.

If Mo Yun knew about those things before, he might be charged with negligence of duty.

He glanced at Shen Nian, wondering if he had told others about this matter.

Mo Yun had no idea what Sun Chuan was thinking in the audience, so he just continued talking.

"I can't go on like this, my Luoxia faction has a lot of resources, and the pill is the best among the seven major factions. Unfortunately, the luck is not good, and no young talents appear, so the next thing must be done.

After being ordered by the head of the sect, they will visit all the small sects in Qingzhou. They can become affiliated to the Luoxia sect. If there is a young talent who joins the Luoxia sect, they will be given three Foundation Establishment Pills.

Casual cultivators can also recommend disciples to start, and if they start, they will also be given a foundation building pill. "

Everyone in the audience was a little surprised after hearing this.

Yan Hongyu even said: "Those people came from other families since they were young, and they may not be able to guarantee their sincerity."

"It's okay, you always have to take some risks."

The world changes endlessly.

After He Qing separated from everyone in Zixiao Sect, he changed his figure and came to Xianxia City.

A round of bright moon hangs in the bleak night sky, the mountain wind blows, and a few fallen leaves sway in the wind.

The mountains are rolling and rolling, showing a terrifying huge black shadow under the night sky, like an ancient giant beast crawling on the ground.

Xianxia City was silent, and He Qing could feel a sense of bleakness, and the whole city was filled with a smell of blood.

Among them, casual repairs are much less.
Even if the Luoxia Sect wins back some of the fangshi, no one can guarantee that the fangshi will go back and the monks will be fine.

It is very likely that before leaving, the fire demon gate will kill the monks in it.

They are evil sects with many related methods.

He Qing first used audio-visual techniques to conduct a reconnaissance.

He stood where he was, quietly closing his eyes.

Then, a slightly hazy world appeared in his mind, and his spiritual consciousness spread out slightly.

Xianxia City is not big, and He Qing only searches for the foundation building breath.

For him now, no amount of Qi refining period would be a problem.

In the face of absolute sharp power, ants will not form an obstacle, unless it is ants all over the mountains and plains.

"Sure enough, there is only one." He Qing confirmed.

It seems that there is no problem with Shen Nian's news.

He Qing's body turned into a ray of lightning and escaped into it, and came to the familiar yet unfamiliar street.

He looked to both sides, and many houses were empty and lifeless.

Suddenly, He Qing saw the house where he used to live.

He walked in along, and there were still some things inside that seemed familiar, leaving his own mark.

He Qing suddenly felt a sense of nostalgia.

Sometimes he even thought, it would be great if life could stay at that time forever.

Staying in those simple but happy days, he can be happy because he picked up more garbage every day, and he is happy because he can see Zhou Yujiao's beautiful body every day.

It is even more recallable that the casual cultivators and the pungent female cultivators' teasing laughs in the past.

But one has to keep going.

The past will eventually dissipate in the wind and only remain in memory.

When He Qing left the house, his heart seemed to be blocked by a brick all the time.

Looking at the bright moon, He Qing let out a long breath.

The sound of rustling water kept coming.

He Qing headed towards the center of Xianxia City, where the lights were still brightly lit.

He Qing hid his own aura, moving at top speed under the night, silently, like a ghost.

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestras continued to come from it, men's wanton laughter, and women's light laughter.

"My lord, can't it work here?"

"Where can't it work?"

He Qing could see the chaos through the gap in the window.

A few men were doing something to a few female cultivators. At the side, there were women playing the guqin, and some female cultivators in revealing clothes were dancing lightly.

Around the room, there are several colorful tigers lying down.

"Ah!" A woman's sharp voice sounded.

A big man had torn off the clothes of a female cultivator, revealing her snow-white skin.

Whoosh!
The veils in the house fluttered, making it warm and pleasant. Several male cultivators stared at the beautiful scenery in front of them, unable to concentrate at all.

At this moment, out of nowhere, a stabbing pain came from his body.

A male cultivator was puzzled, and looked down, only to find that his waist had been cut in two, and the incision was extremely smooth.

He is a disciple of the Tiger Demon Sect, and all his abilities are on the tiger demon. When he turned his head, he saw a few giant tigers that had already perished, lying on the ground like dead bodies.

He Qing's figure appeared in the hall.

He looked at the woman in the hall and said, "I saved you, and I want you to serve me for ten years.

Or if you want to leave, you just need to pay me back. I don't like doing business that loses money. "

The women were stunned when they heard this and looked at the dead bodies on the ground.

"Thank you senior, I am willing." Someone was the first to speak.

With the first person to speak, the rest dare not delay.

He Qing stretched out a finger, put it on a person's smooth forehead, and used the soul-seeding technique, and a purple seed was planted.

This purple seed is transformed by the breath of the vast Thunder Intent Sword Art, with the purple liquid in the Thunder Pond as the carrier.

The purple liquid in this thunder pool is actually He Qing's spiritual consciousness accumulated day and night.

As all the spells are unified, the wholeness has increased, many essences have changed, the usage is the same, but the essence energy is completely different.

"If you have a different heart, you will die!" He Qing said coldly.

"Yes, my lord."

"Where are the monks in the late stage of gas refining in the original city?"

A woman said immediately after hearing the words: "My lord, they should all be locked in the dungeon, and my aunt was locked in there."

"Who is Auntie Ni?"

"Zhang Lin."

He Qing suddenly heard a familiar name.

He looked at the woman in front of him, this woman was about to be raped just now, she looked pretty, she was the most beautiful among all the women.

At this time, the clothes on her body were broken, revealing a lot of skin.

"What's your name."

"Zhang Ruoyu."

"Show me the place, and then you wait here now."

"My lord, there is a foundation cultivator guarding there." Zhang Ruoyu hesitated.

They don't want to be captured again just after escaping from the devil's hand.

These days they have been tortured, although the person in front of them does not know how to make a move, but it is better to follow this person than to return to the hands of Humen.

When those monsters were upset, they threw the monks to the tiger monsters, and Zhang Ruoyu managed to survive.

"Don't worry." He Qing said flatly without changing his brows and eyes.

A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Tiger Demon Sect is still not in his eyes.

He must save Zhang Lin and those people.

People in the original family like this, as long as one is subdued, they can develop their power freely, and He Qing can save a lot of effort.

As long as He Qing's strength is greater than theirs, it is impossible for them to rebel.

The soul-seeding technique is even more of a lock.

He Qing doesn't like Gongdou, and he doesn't like to show kindness and power at the same time.

Since the strength is high enough, let's be simple and rude, and use power to overwhelm others.

A gust of wind blew by, and He Qing's figure was transformed into the wind.

This is because of his fast speed and hidden shadow technique.

The dungeon is dark and tidal, and several huge tiger monsters are lying on the ground and breathing.

Arm-thick shackles are handcuffing everyone's hands. In addition, their cultivation is also banned.

Zhang Lin was sitting on the ground, her hair was messy, and her clothes were black and yellow, but it could be seen from some places that the clothes were originally white.

A foul stench emanated from her.

Originally, she couldn't imagine such an image, but now, she is just a prisoner.

"Zhang Daoyou, do you think we can live for a few more days." A voice sounded from the side.

"A day to live is a day."

"Damn it, Luoxia sent Sun Chuan that bastard to run away as soon as he said it." Someone scolded angrily.

They didn't retreat for a while because they were reluctant to part with the family business, thinking that the Luoxia faction could hold out for a long time.

But the reality is not like this. When the Fire Demon Sect came, it was unstoppable, and it took almost half a day to capture Xianxia City.

At that time, they naturally did not dare to go anywhere and became prisoners.

At this moment, the tiger demon who had been exhaling and making noises had no sound at all.

The entire dungeon became silent.

Although a few people said that their power was banned, their knowledge is still there.

At this moment, they couldn't help but feel a little strange, and looked out through the gap of the prison door one by one.

He Qing emerged from the shadows, his eyes glowing purple.

This was the first time he used the spirit mystic technique, and Lei Hai in his mind killed all the spirits of the tiger demon.

"Zhang Daoyou, do you still remember me?" He Qing said, his voice kept echoing around.

Zhang Lin stared at He Qing in a daze, and said in disbelief, "Friend He He?!"

"Exactly." He Qing confirmed.

"Shopkeeper He!" Someone shouted again.

He Qing looked over and saw that it was Xue Tong.

"I want to save you, but I have to work for me for 20 years, are you willing?" He Qing put forward his own conditions.

If they don't agree, He Qing turns around and leaves.

"I agree." Zhang Lin said immediately.

"I agree too."

A series of answering sounds sounded.

Zhang Lin hurriedly said nervously: "Fellow Daoist He, move quickly, there is a Foundation Establishment cultivator stationed here."

He Qing didn't move.

An extremely tall man riding a black demon tiger suddenly appeared from the shadows.

He Qing looked at the monster tiger, it should be a strange species.

Zhang Lin suddenly froze, and the rest of the people also froze, their hearts sinking continuously.

"A little mouse actually came in." The big man chuckled.

He looked around again and said with a sneer: "I wanted to keep you for a while, but it seems that I have to feed you to my pets."

With a blank expression on his face, He Qing gently drew out the Purple Lightning Sword.

In the state of Linglei possession.

"Chop the waves!"

A misty sword light appeared, the big man drove the demon tiger, and the two turned into a black shadow.

However, the purple light followed like a shadow, cutting through the shadows along with the big man.

"Roar!" A tragic roar appeared.

He Qing himself has practiced the technique of concealing shadows. Although the manipulation of shadows is obviously not as good as the opponent's, it is no problem to use it to kill people.

The figures of the big man and the demon tiger fell from the wall.

boom!
Countless sword energy and thunder and lightning erupted from the purple light, like a snowstorm in the cold winter.

When the whole world returned to silence, a terrifying pit appeared on the side of the dungeon.

The entire dungeon was crumbling and began to tremble continuously.

Zhang Lin was terrified in her heart, when she suddenly saw this scene, she didn't know what emotion appeared in her heart for a moment, and fell into a confusion.

Xue Tong looked at this scene but the light in his eyes kept flickering.

He was originally the steward of Tianyu Pavilion. Although he is not very old, he also has a lot of knowledge.

Seeing He Qing defeated a foundation cultivator with a sword, he was shocked and had many guesses.

He Qing unhurriedly cut off all the shackles, and then planted soul spells one by one.

In the dungeon, there are seven late-stage Qi-refining monks, all of whom have received the soul-seeding technique.

The seven people looked at the corpse on the ground one by one, and couldn't help being shocked.

If you dare to go back on your word, I'm afraid the end will be even more bleak.

He Qing put the demon tiger's body into the storage ring, it was a second-tier monster after all.

However, He Qing was a little surprised that he couldn't even stop him with a sword.

It seems that this foundation building used heresy methods, otherwise it would not be so weak.

For the foundation-building monks who practice the righteous law, it is not a problem to deal with heretical foundation-building monks one by one.

These people who promoted Foundation Establishment with heresy ways have too many flaws.

Just like this monk from the Tiger Demon Gate should be good at shadow art and good at assassination and sneak attacks.

It's a pity that he was too careless to see that He Qing was only a Qi-refining cultivator.

And the result of carelessness is death with one sword.

"Let's go."

When a group of people came outside, Zhang Lin could not help but let out a long breath as she smelled the cool air in the night sky.

"My lord, can you let me wash up." Zhang Lin quickly changed her role.

Fortunately, she is also aware of He Qing's character, and knows that he is not a member of the magic sect, as long as he does things well, he should not suffer.

"Anything, by the way, Zhang Ruoyu is also here." He Qing reminded.

"Ruoyu?! Thank you, my lord."

There is a kind of soul art, unless there is Foundation Establishment Dzogchen or even Golden Core monks to help them, it is impossible for them to unlock it.

And He Qing's thoughts can make them all extinguished.

After saving these people, He Qing also felt that enough was enough, and there was no need to look for the cottage anymore.

Seven late stages of Qi refining, plus a group of female cultivators are completely enough.

After all, he only has four stores.

At dawn the next day, a group of 17 people packed their luggage and prepared to set off with He Qing.

Before setting off, they all looked at Xianxia City with a hint of regret.

"It's also thanks to the young master, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see such a scene." Zhang Lin said.

She never imagined that after two years of absence, He Qing had grown to such an extent that she became his subordinate.

It's just that the world of cultivating immortals is extremely cruel. Hundreds of members of the Zhang family were slaughtered to only two people. If she didn't hold a group with He Qing, she would feel a sense of crisis.

In private, Zhang Lin told Zhang Ruoyu.

"Ruoyu, if you are going to be the maidservant of the young master, you must dress the young master well." Zhang Lin said softly.

Zhang Ruoyu looks beautiful, but in his twenties, he is about the same age as He Qing.

Upon hearing this, she immediately said, "Yes, Auntie, I remember."

She deliberately wore a white gauze skirt, which exposed her collarbone, and most of her two fair legs were also exposed.

He Qing didn't care much about having someone to serve him with him, and just wanted to experience the experience of a nobleman.

No matter eating or washing your face every day, you don't have to do it yourself, and you have a pair of jade-white tender hands to serve you.

'Comfortable! 'Such a wonderful life naturally made He Qing happy.

(End of this chapter)