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Zhou Qingyuan opened his eyes, stretched out his hand in confusion, and looked at the powerful spiritual energy emerging from his palm, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

According to his expectation, the so-called Xuanling Kung from entry level to perfection should be to compress the ninety-nine days he wasted in the [Qi-Eating Realm] to four days, and help him enter the first level of the Qi Refining Stage.

But why did he feel that just now, his body had undergone multiple unexpected changes in just a few moments?

Looking at the "Introduction to Xuanling Kung" on the panel, Zhou Qingyuan's eyes were firmly fixed on the word "Introduction".

To what extent did this so-called initiation elevate him?

Which realm among immortal cultivators does he currently correspond to?

Since the people of the aristocratic family have realized that those warriors who have eaten the Xiantian Pill can increase their spiritual energy, they will definitely become cannibals.

When they finish digesting the warriors imprisoned in the camp, I am afraid that the first one they will find is on the head of the emperor.

It was necessary to figure out the position of the current strength as soon as possible. Thinking of the upcoming threat, Zhou Qingyuan walked to the Alchemy Palace late at night without any delay.

In the alchemy hall, Qiu Chiyin sat in front of the huge alchemy furnace, looking at the alchemy furnace in a leisurely manner, opening the lid from time to time and adding a portion of medicinal materials.

Seeing Zhou Qingyuan enter, he asked with some confusion:

"Your Majesty, why are you here late at night? It will take fourteen days for the elixir to be completed. It would be a bit anxious to come now."

Zhou Qingyuan waved his hand, indicating that he was not doing it for the elixir.

Afterwards, he sat next to Qiu Chiyin and quietly watched the flames in the alchemy furnace with him for a while.

The threat from the noble family was imminent, and there was still a crisis between two immortals fighting in more than forty days. In fact, he was already very anxious, but at this moment, Zhou Qingyuan kept it in his heart.

You must remain calm when faced with major events. Being in a panic will only expose your weakness.

In the quiet night, time seemed to stand still at this moment, and only the flames in the alchemy furnace were still beating.

Suddenly, Zhou Qingyuan suddenly spoke:

"The members of the aristocratic family have discovered the secret of the Xiantian Pill, and are now frantically devouring the warriors who have taken the Xiantian Pill before."

When Qiu Chiyin heard the news, his brows jumped slightly. Seeing that Zhou Qingyuan did not expose his previous false remarks, he felt slightly calm.

It seems that this kid doesn't want to completely break up with me. I will follow his lead in the next period of time. As long as the blood disaster officially comes, everything will end.

"Those people are from the Liao family, a branch of a nearby casual cultivator family, and they are cultivating here using the resources of the day.

It looks beautiful, but in fact, for monks like us, the spiritual energy here is thin and resources are scarce. They are no different from being exiled here. "

"Do you know their realm?"

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Qiu Chi glanced sideways at Zhou Qingyuan, a little surprised by the intention revealed in this man's words.

"My current body cannot release my spiritual consciousness, and I cannot perceive the specific realm.

But as far as I know, as long as some of them reach the foundation building stage, they can return to the family, so no matter what, the realm of the family members will not exceed the foundation building stage. "

Thinking of Zhou Qingyuan's character, Qiu Chiyin was afraid that he would confront these people and die inexplicably, so he added:

"Even so, as long as their cultivation level exceeds the fourth level of Qi Refining or they carry array weapons, it is impossible for you to defeat them."

Zhou Qingyuan cannot die yet.

He needs the emperor Zhou Qingyuan to continue to cover up his identity, collect blood crystals from various places, refine more innate pills to feed warriors, and cultivate more blood food.

The more he prepares now, the more immortal obstacles he will have when the time comes, and the greater his chance of winning.

"Array device?"

Facing Zhou Qingyuan's question, Qiu Chiyin nodded and said, "Yes, the formation device."

"Because the energy of spiritual energy is too powerful and difficult to master, monks in the Qi refining stage usually can only use arrays to assist in casting spells.

Immortal magic is divided into four levels: weapon, magic, and way, and the ones above are..."

Speaking of this, Qiu Chiyin's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, but he immediately stopped talking.

Zhou Qingyuan didn't pay much attention to his concealment, after all, the spell level the other party mentioned was too far away from his current level.

The most urgent task is to figure out the positioning of one's current strength.

"Hey, has your spirit puppet recovered?"

"Everything has basically recovered. What are you asking for?"

"I have gained a little bit in martial arts, so I wouldn't mind practicing with your puppet, right?"

Zhou Qingyuan pulled out the sword from his waist, and the spiritual energy in his body quietly circulated.

Seeing Zhou Qingyuan like this, Qiu Chiyin suddenly felt something bad in her heart and couldn't help but ask:

"Have you made any progress in martial arts?"

Seeing Zhou Qingyuan didn't reply, an inexplicable look flashed in Qiu Chiyin's eyes.

That’s all.

No matter how much warriors progress, they cannot escape the framework of inner energy. The gap in the nature of energy cannot be made up by hard work.

Anyway, as long as Zhou Qingyuan doesn't completely destroy his spiritual puppet, everything else doesn't matter.

To be honest, Qiu Chiyin had been a little numb by Zhou Qingyuan during this period.

The opponent is ready to chop at his puppet at every turn, and those who don’t know think that his soul puppet has become the opponent’s sharpening knife.

"Shua~~~~"

The sound of the blade rubbing against the blade sounded, and the inner energy circulation method related to the [Royal Divine Sword] spontaneously emerged in Zhou Qingyuan's mind.

Only this time, the energy he wants to circulate is not inner energy, but spiritual energy.

This sword technique is the ultimate sword technique that Zhou Qingyuan comprehended after he collected martial arts from all over the world and perfected all sword techniques during his conquest of the eighty-four counties.

It was named Yushen because Zhou Qingyuan believed that this sword technique had reached the limit of the use of energy in the mundane world.

Yes, it is energy, not internal energy.

Once one principle is understood, all principles will be clear.

At this moment, the manic spiritual energy was freely operated under Zhou Qingyuan's powerful control.

The crescent-shaped slash flew out in front of Zhou Qingyuan, passing through his sight at a speed that Qiu Chiyin had not reacted to.

The strong wind brought by the sword blew up Qiu Chiyin's silver hair, and one of his arms flew into the air with the whistling wind.

"Pah."

Until the sound of his arm falling to the ground, Qiu Chiyin reacted belatedly and turned his head stiffly to look at his left arm.

At this moment, his left shoulder could no longer maintain its mimicry and turned into the original wood color, and the entire cut was flat and smooth.

His arm, his spirit puppet, looking at his hand that could not regenerate, Qiu Chiyin's face could not help but turn black.

Zhou Qingyuan's knife just now, actually directly cut his arm and made it lose its regeneration ability?

Losing an arm is a small matter, but can this internal energy really do this?

Before, Zhou Qingyuan had to continue attacking for more than a quarter of an hour to break his defense, but now just one knife, all the previous ones were wiped out?

Qiu Chiyin now even suspected that Zhou Qingyuan might have some kind of spiritual body or body cultivation saint body, otherwise how could he have made such a terrifying progress in the way of internal energy?

"Tell me, if my knife is converted into a cultivator's attack, what realm would it be at?"

Looking at Qiu Chiyin with a puzzled expression, Zhou Qingyuan sheathed the knife and asked leisurely.