Mortal: A family cultivator marries a wife and has children

Chapter 47 Advantages of Five-Color Gate
The young man's body was burned to ashes, leaving nothing but a dark scorch mark etched on the street.

Ji Changqing didn't even know his name.

After giving so many things, it would be difficult to erect a monument for him.

He picked up a stone, pressed it on the scorch mark, looked at the canal, and called it Shi Xiangjiang!

Who made him love Jiang He so much that he wanted to see it before he died? He really did!
Ji Changqing picked up the important contributions left by the young people one by one.

First, a medium-grade magic weapon, the Azure Light Sword, fell at the feet of the big buffalo.

Ji Changqing patted the big hoof to let it get away, but was trampled to death by it instead.

It stared with two big bull eyes, and sprayed white air like pillars from its nostrils. It was obviously very angry. This man killed its owner.

Ji Changqing squatted on the ground and winked at Yu'er and the others.

With two Xuantian Swords placed on its neck, its eyes suddenly became clear.

The two bull's eyes were dripping with tears, especially clear and innocent.

"I thought there was beef tonight." Ji Changqing said with a pity in his tone.

The Qingguang Sword is four feet and two inches long and weighs over a hundred kilograms, which is quite handy.

The blade is extremely sharp. Lifting the cow's hoof and sharpening its nails is as easy as sharpening a pencil.

The big buffalo was very moved, his calves were trembling, and he wanted him to cut it more accurately.

Ji Changqing automatically agreed to a contract spell before even threatening it.

The second spiritual pet has been conquered!

Banjiao Qingniu is a first-level lower-level spiritual beast. In terms of strength, it looks like it is at the third or fourth level of Qi training.

There is an innate skill, similar to the Water Shield Technique, that can allow people to dive for several hours at a stretch, and their hooves can plow through the water very quickly.

A pair of horns point upward, as hard as iron, the skin is blue-black, and the back is covered with down, which is comfortable to touch. Although the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, it is still a bit unsightly when facing the magical artifact.

In general, he is much better than Lao Liu and is a good hand in plowing the fields. Unfortunately, he does not need to plow the fields now. In the future, the family will open up spiritual fields and it will not be used.

When it comes to fighting, there is basically no need to count on it. The cow's back is very spacious, you can lie down and sleep on it, and the down is very warm, so it is good as a mount.

Others like majestic mounts, but Ji Changqing thinks the image of the bighorn bull is quite good.

Even Taishang Laojun's mount looks like a green bull.

The most important thing is that it is low-key. It feels like riding a bull is much more low-key than flying with a sword.

Ji Changqing became more and more satisfied as he watched. Shi Xiangjiang is a good person.

Thank u!
"Let's just call you Bighorn."

He thought the name was quite good.

The big-horned cow seemed quite satisfied and nodded frequently. It was very proud of its big horns.

Caihuan rolled her eyes. There was a sixth child and a big horned bull. They were all very strange. She began to worry about her child.

I think I should discuss it with my sisters, think of my child’s name in advance, and then have some fun with it.

Then there was a spirit beast bag. After checking it with his spiritual sense, he found that it was empty.

Ji Changqing was not disappointed. This bag was the most precious to him.

He waved his hand, and the bighorn cow turned into a stream of light, its body gradually shrank, and was put into a bag.

After collecting the loot, Ji Changqing and others walked back and picked up a storage bag in the middle of the street.

He almost forgot about this thing. The storage bag is dispensable for him.

Keep it to hide the storage function of the fairy ring.

There are quite a few things in the storage bag.

In addition to the two boxes of gold that were snatched, there was also a pile of gold next to it.

The total value is about 7000 taels of gold.

There are also some bits and pieces of clothing and so on.

Ji Changqing burned them all on fire and put them inside to look at the other people.

Apart from some mundane things, the main event comes next.

First of all, there are ten pebble-sized, luminous and translucent stones, which contain huge spiritual energy. They should be the legendary spiritual stones.

The hard currency in the world of immortality can not only be used to buy things, but can also be used to assist cultivation, charge formations and so on.

Two boxes of stolen Huang Jingzhi.

One pill is worth [-] years old, and one pill is worth [-] years old.

They are all top-quality medicinal materials for alchemy.

In addition, there is a pile of medicinal materials he collected himself.

It was probably collected recently by Wusemen, but in the end it belonged to Ji Changqing.

There are only two rejuvenation talismans in the talisman, and the others have been destroyed.

No wonder the storage bags are thrown out.

There is nothing that can assist in combat.

A bottle of purple elixir, it doesn't smell like anything serious.

It's a bit like Hehuansan. Just smelling it makes people awe-inspiring.

Good stuff, I want it!

There is a bottle of elixir to strengthen the body and strengthen the body, but it is a pity that there are only three pills.

It doesn't look like Huanglongdan.

After that there are some secrets of exercises.

A copy of Changchun Gong!
There are floors one to thirteen.

I didn't expect to get this complete wood attribute technique in Shi Xiangjiang's hands.

Worth two spirit stones.Keep it, and the family disciples will have more choices in the future.

They all practiced the art of controlling beasts, and others thought they were from the Spirit Beast Mountain family.

A copy of Ice Shield Technique.

A primary low-level defensive spell.

This is good, several of them can practice it.

By learning this spell, your survivability can be improved by one level.

Finally, there is a comprehensive collection of talismans.

An ordinary talisman pen, cinnabar, and a dozen talisman papers.

It seems that those fire bullet talismans were probably drawn by him himself.

Come to think of it, whoever is full and has nothing to do can buy a bunch of fire bullet charms.

Everyone knows this basic spell.

Shi Xiangjiang is really a good person.

As a casual cultivator, Ji Changqing needs these things.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about Fubi.

Xiantian has tens of thousands of seven-star grass, just waiting for this thing.

Tie the storage bag and spirit animal bag around your waist and bury them in your clothes.

This battle was extremely fruitful.

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Grand Hotel.

The first to seventh floors were empty. Next to the balcony on the sixth floor, Yan frowned and looked down. Various shadows opened their bloody mouths, and various screams could be faintly heard in the distance.

A waiter from a store came up and reminded him.

"Sir, our restaurant is closing."

Yan nodded. The atmosphere outside was a bit depressing, and she wanted to stay a little longer.

But now all the gangs are gone.

The Jingjiao Club is the only one left, so we can't stay there overnight.

Northeast direction.

Li Family Courtyard.

There just happened to be a big battle here.

At this time, corpses were scattered all over the field, and the green grass and various potted plants were still dripping with blood.

More than 200 members of the Chuanhe Chuan Gang were forced to flee into Li's house and were surrounded and killed by Wang Yi's men.

None were spared.

Hearing the cry of killing, the servants of the Li family held lamps and came out to see what was going on, but they were all hacked to death with knives.

Mr. Li, ladies and gentlemen, know the situation and dare not go out.

Hiding under the bed and shivering, I hope these plague gods will go away quickly.

Unfortunately it backfired.

Wang Yi was already furious at this time. He suspected that someone was hiding in the room, so he sent people to search. The five-color door was now almost chopped down when anyone saw it.

We must not let the news of what happened tonight leak out.

Otherwise, the Five Color Sect would be at the forefront of the storm in Jiayuan City.

This is what he doesn't want to see.

Huang Yifei, the leader of the Chuanhe Chuan Gang, was the last to die in the battle. His body was shot into a hedgehog and fell on the iron box.

Wang Yi kicked the corpse away and opened the iron box. There were ginseng and gold. Very good. This was already the third gang.

Wang Yi asked the servant next to him.

"What's the background of this Li family?"

"never heard of that!"

"Then take care of everything, otherwise it will be troublesome." Wang Yi said lightly, anyway, there are not many people in the small family, maybe hundreds at most, so just disappear.

"Yes!"

Not long after he finished speaking, a man in black jumped over and ran over.

"Gang Leader Wang, the Jingjiao Society has come out."

"Oh? I finally gave up!" Wang Yi laughed and patted his cheek: "Let's go and meet that bitch."

"Bring the gold, don't forget it."

After he finished speaking, the two men moved the iron box and everyone set off towards the restaurant.
The Li family's wife and daughter held their breath and hid under the bed. The door was pushed open hard by the god of death, black shoes stepped in, and the bloody knife tip scratched the ground. They closed their eyes and waited for death.

But in the end he escaped.

Wang Yi counted the number of people and found that after several battles, there were still more than 300 people.

Those who survive are the best of the best.

There were only 210 people in the Jingjiao Club, so he had deliberately counted them in the restaurant so that he would not make any mistakes.

Three hundred versus two hundred!
The advantage lies in the five-color door!
What's more, he is still a top expert, and he has already anticipated what will happen next, another one-sided massacre.

Yan and others appeared in the field of vision. On both sides of the street, the five-color gates lurked in the shadows.

Wang Yi stood on the second floor of the hotel, looking at Mr. Yan and saying to himself: "Mo Juren, don't blame me. If not, blame you for being pretentious and superior to others back then. Now, your Jingjiaohui can't be blamed." You don’t deserve to be on an equal footing with me!”

(End of this chapter)