fox loves meat

Chapter 14 The Sea of ​​Consciousness
It's only been half a day since the government's notice was posted here, and no one expected it to be taken down so soon.

Now seeing a few Taoist priests unveiling the notice, it suddenly attracted some comments from passers-by.

However, the middle-aged Taoist priest looks full of confidence, he should have two brushes.

The middle-aged Taoist priest unveiled the notice, and the crowd gathered around clapped their hands together, and left with two Taoist priests.

When passing by An Qingyu, a female Taoist priest followed by a middle-aged Taoist priest took another look at An Qingyu, not only at An Qingyu, but also at Fat Qiu'er, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Sanduo, what are you doing slowly, hurry up and follow Uncle Master."

Another young male Taoist yelled at the female Taoist with an impatient look on his face.

The female Taoist priest named Sanduo nodded submissively, walked quickly two steps, and said cautiously: "I didn't walk slowly on purpose... I just saw that little girl... seems to have a problem..."

The male Taoist gave her a white look, "Are you tired of being paranoid every day, hurry up and leave!"

"It's true...and the one she led..."

"You are so annoying, my uncle is gone, go away!"

"Well……"

An Qingyu silently watched the three Taoist priests go away, then glanced down at Fat Ball.

——This Taoist mother is very sensitive, she just glanced at it and saw that there is something wrong with Fat Ball... Hehe, interesting.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

A few guards at the gate of the yamen came out beating gongs and drums——

They dispersed the crowd gathered at the door, and put up a new notice.

As soon as this notice was posted, the crowd erupted!
"Why do you want to be recruited again?! Didn't you just conscript a batch last time?!"

"The head fee actually costs five taels! How can people live like this!"

"Five taels! Isn't this driving people to death?"

"Why do you want to build a palace when you are so good! If you don't have enough craftsmen, you will be drafted for military service! Is there any reason for this?"

"........."

An Qingyu tiptoed to read the words on the notice carefully.

There are not many words, and after reading a few lines, An Qingyu understood it in her heart.

This is when the emperor wanted to build a new palace on Nanshan, but he was short of money and people, so the conscription came.

If the expropriated males go to build the palace, if there are no males at home or if there are males but they are unwilling to go, they need to pay five taels of silver.

Five taels of silver can buy half an acre of land. It is conceivable how much money it is for an ordinary family.

It seems that the current emperor is not a benevolent king.

An Qingyu lived in the inn recently, and heard a lot of news about Yujing City.

The current emperor has just ascended the throne for a year or two, and it seems that he has a bad temper.

But he is very diligent, and he does not miss the morning every day, but nothing good happens every day.

Either to copy this family, or to kill that family, or to levy new taxes, to practice the palace and other courtyards.

Therefore, Xindi's reputation is not very good.

An Qingyu suddenly thought of Mu Yiyun——

Mu Yiyun was the son of the late emperor, and after the late emperor died, the person who ascended the throne was not his own son, but his own younger brother, which is really unbelievable.

It's no wonder that the emperor would find someone to assassinate Mu Yiyun, the threat was too great, the threat was too great!

I don't know how he is now, whether the injury on his body is healed...

An Qingyu felt that she was thinking too far, and she couldn't worry about this kind of thing at all.

It's better to think about how to make your own house is the most practical.

An Qingyu shook her head, cleared her random thoughts just now, and walked slowly back to the inn with Fat Ball.

The night is dark and cloudless, the moon hangs on the branches--

An Qingyu pushed open the window, and there was silence all around.

He took out the glass bottle containing the inner alchemy, and poured the last inner alchemy in the palm of his hand.

Recently, thanks to these inner alchemy, even without cultivation, my body has always been full of spiritual energy.

An Qingyu wanted to use these last inner alchemy to see if it could help her hit the fourth level of Qi refining.

There are nine levels of Qi refining, the first, second, and third levels are the early stage, the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels are the middle stage, and the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels are the later stage.

Although the difference between the third floor and the fourth floor is only one floor, it is a small jump in the early and mid-term.

Once the impact is successful, An Qingyu will not only greatly increase her strength, but may even have a new understanding of the illusion array.

Originally, An Qingyu was very sloppy about cultivation, but the female Taoist priest named Sanduo she met on the street today gave her a kind of awakening.

If that female Taoist priest was very strong, would she still hesitate like that, wondering if she should expose her fairy face?
No, if she is strong enough, she doesn't need to greet others at all, and she can deal with herself first.

——Spiritual power spun in the palm of the hand, and the inner alchemy melted into water.

Subtle golden light spots flicker in the water like fireflies, exuding a seductive aura of true spirit.

Fat Qiu'er stared at the Neidan Lingshui in An Qingyu's palm obsessively, a long silver thread of saliva drooping from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't dare to act rashly, because he knew that An Qingyu was cruel...

Qin Lao San's tragic death was vividly remembered, Fat Qiu'er swallowed her saliva, and desperately controlled herself not to look at the wonderful things in her hands.

Fat Qiu'er usually slept soundly at this time, but tonight, he was dragged up by An Qingyu to keep watch.

It's the first time for An Qingyu to enter the advanced stage. I don't know how long it will take. Naturally, someone needs to be guarded by her side.

But there is no one around her who can be trusted, except for a mouse who is not very reliable, and she can only reluctantly give it a try.

The silver light of the moon shone into the room of the inn, An Qingyu carefully controlled the aura in her body——

Under the guidance of spiritual energy, the inner alchemy water, like a stream, slowly flowed into An Qingyu's mouth from the palm of his hand.

From Fat Qiu'er's angle, it looks like a small beautiful silver snake is scurrying into An Qingyu's mouth.

A large number of true spirits entered her body, and An Qingyu quickly sat down cross-legged, her eyes slightly closed, and she entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as he entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he felt that his consciousness had come to an extremely chaotic place.

In An Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness, there is a gray sky above, and a gray sea below. Once she enters the sea of ​​consciousness, she feels disorganized and disordered, her thoughts are tangled, and she is very uncomfortable.

Above the Sea of ​​Consciousness, hung a round of red sun.

That's actually not the sun, but An Qingyu's inner alchemy.

An Qingyu's inner alchemy is not as bright red as blood yet, but slightly pink in red.

Suddenly, a large amount of spiritual energy rushed in! ! !
It was like a hurricane, and also like a huge wave, causing the entire sea of ​​consciousness to vibrate.

An Qingyu frowned slightly, feeling that her sea of ​​consciousness was too fragile.

I thought to myself: I hope that after absorbing these inner pills, it will become stronger...

Being washed away by such a sudden burst, the sky of consciousness sea became higher, and the sea became farther away.

Although the sky and the sea were still gray, they were no longer as chaotic as when An Qingyu first came in.

There seems to be a sense of slowly organizing order, but this feeling is so subtle that it is almost imperceptible.

An Qingyu's heart sank.

Failed……

She originally thought that the remaining spiritual power of inner alchemy would be enough for her to hit the fourth level of Qi Refining.

It seems that from the early impact to the mid-term, more accumulation is needed.

Now, it seems that there is still a breath...

It's a very unpleasant feeling.

It's like playing a game to kill monsters. After killing the monsters until there is only a drop of blood left, the equipment can be dropped, but I die early.

An Qingyu's consciousness swam into the sea of ​​consciousness, and immediately felt a lot of disordered consciousness flowing by.

She floated out of the sea again and flew to Neidan.

Just now it was a round bead that was pink and red, but now it has turned red, but this red is not the purest blood red.

An Qingyu flew around the inner alchemy, feeling that her inner alchemy was a little bigger than before, she was very satisfied.

Now all the alchemy in the glass bottle has been absorbed by him, and he is only one step away from the fourth floor.

I have to find a way to advance smoothly, otherwise it will be too uncomfortable to fall into this level.

An Qingyu was about to come out of the sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, she glanced casually and found that there seemed to be something on her inner alchemy.

babble?
An Qingyu took a closer look and saw a thin black line on the red inner alchemy.

At first glance, it was almost mistaken for a strand of hair wrapped around the inner alchemy.

Could it be dust?
An Qingyu wanted to reach out to wipe it off, but only then did she realize that she was just a wisp of divine consciousness.

What's more, this is in the sea of ​​consciousness, how could there be strands of hair or dust?

Why is there a black line on the alchemy?
It doesn't hurt or itch, and I don't know what it's for...

Forget it, don't think so much!Anyway, I can't think of a reason!

An Qingyu came out happily.

Fat Qiu'er saw An Qingyu opened his eyes, and hurried over.

"Boss, how is it? How is it? Did it succeed?"

An Qingyu answered him slowly: "Almost."

Fat Qiu'er stared hard at his mung bean eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"No way! So many inner elixirs can't reach the fourth floor? How can it be so difficult to cultivate!"

For the first time, An Qingyu agreed with Fat Qiuer's words.

"Well, seeing that you still can't transform into a human form, you can imagine how difficult this practice is."

Fat Qiu'er was choked, took a few breaths, turned around and crawled to the foot of the bed, and went to sleep angrily.

Outside, the sky was slightly pale.

An Qingyu felt that she only stayed in the sea of ​​consciousness for a quarter of an hour, but when she opened her eyes, it was almost dawn...

I didn't feel it when I didn't practice before, but now I have refined a lot of inner alchemy spirits, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart.

If An Qingyu is compared to a container filled with spiritual energy, then she used to be a small cup, but now through cultivation, she has become a small bottle, but the bottle is empty, or the bottle is still filled with Can she not feel uncomfortable with the things in the small cup before?

An Qingyu is feeling very uncomfortable now.

This faint feeling of breaking through, but not breaking through, and the feeling of faintly filling, but empty, is too uncomfortable!

She has to find a way to break through this bottleneck——

(End of this chapter)