I want to cultivate swordsman

One elixir can be worth three years of penance.

And it is three years for those with excellent qualifications.

Immediately, Xu Zhiqiu's previous feeling of being cheated disappeared without a trace. He even thought that the elixir at this stage was more precious than the Taoist weapon.

Because one's own strength is the most important.

And the amazing thing is that this kind of elixir will not leave people with sequelae while improving their strength.

In the major sects of the Qianyuan Dynasty, almost all the monks understood a truth, that is, relying on swallowing pills to improve their strength will lead to a vain foundation and blocked the way forward. Although they can enter the country quickly, it will make future immortals The road is more difficult.

Therefore, although many sects have qi condensing pills, they are not allowed to be used by true disciples, so as not to damage the foundation.

But the nameless pill redeemed from the shelf has no such hidden dangers.

Such elixir can already be regarded as the quality of heavenly medicine, and it is estimated that the Qianyuan royal family will not be able to produce a few.

Holy medicine!

Who would have thought that what was placed on the shelf turned out to be heavenly medicine, and it could be exchanged for only [-] yuan. Thinking about it now, Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help feeling a little regretful. It was too late, and it was impossible to return it.

Xu Zhiqiu concentrated his energy, feeling the true energy in his body, and felt that the whole world became clearer.

Now he is at the eighth level of Qi training, and he is not far from the foundation establishment stage.

According to the normal division of realms, there are nine levels in the Qi training realm, and foundations can be built after the ninth level. However, the Sword Immortal scripture practiced by Xu Zhiqiu has twelve levels during the Qi training period, which is called the Twelve Heavenly Profound Realms. This made it more difficult for him to build a foundation than ordinary foundations.

Fortunately, Qi Cang Jingling seems to have already calculated everything, and specially placed three pills in the shelf. As long as Xu Zhiqiu can exchange and swallow the remaining two pills, it will shorten the time for cultivation and quickly build a foundation .

Xu Zhiqiu said in his heart: "Two pills are worth two hundred. It seems that I have to find time to go to Wangxian Mountain again."

If you want to get the amount of exchanging medicine pills, you need the spirits of demons and ghosts, but how can there be so many ghosts and ghosts in Lin'an County? The antique dealer who specializes in selling ghosts has been quiet for a while, and he has not seen any weird items on the market. As for the monsters in Hu's mansion, I can't figure it out for a while, so I can only go to Xianshan to try my luck when I have time.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhiqiu decided to leave today.

He went to the cubicle in the courtyard and took a cold shower to wash off all the filth on his body surface, then changed into a set of clean clothes and left the small courtyard.

My aunt is used to the fact that her nephew often runs out and disappears, so she doesn't try to stop her. After all, Xu Zhiqiu will be crowned after the new year, and he is no longer a child. He doesn't need to be supervised by adults, but he is just told to be more careful when he goes out.

Xu Zhiqiu responded with all his heart.

.........

Leaving Wutong Street and passing by the mutton soup restaurant on Shanbei Street, Xu Zhiqiu saw Sun Dabao who hadn't seen him for many days. This miserly miser was lying on the counter to check the books, and he casually looked up and saw Xu Zhiqiu who was passing by.

The two looked at each other, and Sun Dabao hurriedly greeted him out of the shop and said enthusiastically, "Mr. Xu's family, where are you going? It's cold, why don't you come to my small shop first and drink mutton soup to keep warm."

Xu Zhiqiu teased, "I went out in a hurry today and didn't bring any silver..."

Sun Dabao hurriedly said: "Mr. Xu, please don't say such outrageous things. If you are willing to come to my small shop and finish the mutton soup, it is a great kindness to me. Even if I, Sun Dabao, are confused I want your money."

Maybe it's because Xu Zhiqiu's ghost exorcism left a deep impression on Sun Dabao last time. This cheapskate who always spends money on treats is like bleeding his own blood.

Xu Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Then drink it when I come back, and save a bowl for me first."

Sun Dabao said: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu, it's the best bowl to keep. I'll keep all the good rib meat for you, but where are you going and when can you come back?"

Xu Zhiqiu didn't hide anything, and said directly: "Go to see Xianshan."

"Wangxian Mountain?" Sun Dabao stared blankly, as a native of Lin'an County, how could he not know where Wangxian Mountain is, it is the mountain forest with the most monsters, ordinary people would never go there unless they risked their lives.

Sun Dabao opened his mouth and was about to persuade a few words, but then he thought that Xu Zhiqiu was not an ordinary person, so he swallowed back the words of persuasion, and mentioned something else: "If Mr. Xu is going to visit Xianshan, can you bring me something back?" , don't worry, the reward I should give will not be less."

"What?"

"It's not a hard-to-find treasure, it's the foxtail grass that is often found in Wangxian Mountain."

Speaking of this, Sun Dabao said with some embarrassment: "Hey, once this person gets old, he really can't accept his old age. When I was young, I could stay in Zuichun Building for three days and three nights without going home, but a few days ago It’s a shame that I can’t even stand up a stick after I’ve gone, why don’t I just want to try earth recipes and drink foxtail grass stew soup.”

Foxtail Grass Stewed Soup is a folk prescription, which is said to restore youthful vitality to men, and this herb that looks like a fox’s tail is only found in Wangxian Mountain, so it is difficult to buy it in pharmacies on the market.

"Hey, that thing is a lie!"

It was not Xu Zhiqiu who suddenly answered, but someone else.

Xu Zhiqiu turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a mustache who interrupted him. He was thin and dressed in shabby clothes. He was carrying a cloth bag on his back with three long swords with sheaths inside.

This person's accent doesn't look like someone from Lin'an County, and his slightly wretched demeanor doesn't look like a sword cultivator. He seems to be a foreigner who sells sword weapons. I think he overheard what Sun Dabao said just now, so he refuted it .

Sun Dabao didn't hold back, but just asked: "Sir, how can you say you're a liar?"

The sword seller said: "Because I've already drank it, and the stew tastes like throwing an old lady's foot wrap into the pot, and it doesn't have any shit effect. Damn it, if you let me know that this recipe is Whoever brings it up first, I must split him in two."

When Sun Dabao heard the words, he immediately put on a look of wanting to vomit.

Xu Zhiqiu sounded a little funny.

At this time, the sword seller turned his eyes to look at the mahogany sword in Xu Zhiqiu's hand, and asked, "Young master likes swords, so you want to buy a sword from me and take it home?"

This person is indeed a merchant who sells swords.

Xu Zhiqiu didn't bring the Eternal Night Sword with him because he hadn't refined the Dao weapon yet, and he still carried the mahogany sword when he went out. Hearing what the man said, he said, "Is your sword sharp?"

The man took out a long sword from behind, and said proudly: "The sword in my hand is the best in the world!"