Yuzhou, Songshen Temple

Qiu Daoming, who had just finished the meeting, walked out of the main hall alone and came to his bedroom.

Qiu Daoming's steps were light and his white robe was spotless. He quickly walked to a bookshelves and pressed down a jewelry placed on it. The wall of the bookshelf rumbling and separated to both sides, revealing a narrow corridor, and a cold and bone-permeable cold air suddenly dissipated out.

Qiu Daoming's expression remained unchanged, and slowly entered it, and soon arrived at the end of the corridor - a secret room.

The secret room is dark and extremely dark, and the furnishings are very simple, with a wooden table, a statue, and a few incense and candles.

However, the statue itself is very strange, with a green face and fangs shaped like a human, and a blood-red skull under its feet. One of the four arms raised the treasure sword high, and the other hand twisted its fingers into a slap. The remaining two hands seemed to be grabbing something and were about to send it into their mouths.

This was brought out twenty years ago when Qiu Daoming went to the Dark Moon Abyss alone again. Since then, Qiu Daoming has offered the statues with blood food every week, and this strange statue has repeatedly responded.

The incense candle burned slowly, and the temperature around it began to drop, but Qiu Daoming himself was accustomed to all this, bit his finger and drew a mysterious symbol on the table under the statue, and then knelt on the ground with his knees and knocked on the ground with his head.

I saw the blood-colored symbol flashing with strange light, and then a black mist appeared on the surface of the statue.

Qiu Daoming's eyes flashed, "Sir, I have arranged everything you asked for."

I heard an ancient and hoarse voice asking, "When can I have enough blood food?"

Qiu Daoming replied: "It won't be long. Sir, as long as you succeed this time, you can attach yourself to me and exert more powerful power!"

There was a hint of joy in the voice, "Yes, when will the plan be completed?"

Qiu Daoming looked puzzled, "At the earliest, there are two years left, you need to wait a little longer."

"Um……"

The voice was not annoyed, and said hoarsely: "It has been sealed for more than seven hundred years, and it is not a short time."

A ball of black mist broke out from the statue and fell in front of Qiu Daoming's head.

"After eating it, your cultivation will go further!"

Qiu Daoming was overjoyed. After the statue gave him this thing last time, his cultivation level suddenly increased from the early stage of the ninth level to the middle stage!

"Mr. Xie! Qiu sued his leave!"

Qiu Daoming kowtowed again, got up and left the secret room. As his footsteps drifted away, the strange light flashing on the statue slowly disappeared.

It's almost...I'm going to be free.

Qingzhou, Tai Chi Gate

Qin Lan, Ye Xiaoxiao and Zhu Hong stood in front of the mountain gate, and Yi Feng and Yi Han brought a crowd to see each other farewell.

Looking at the rebuilt mountain gate, Qin Lan smiled relaxedly and waved her hand to Yi Feng and Yi Han and said:

"Two sect leaders, then let's part with you."

Yi Feng smiled and said, "I'm afraid the young master has already dominated the world when he meets again next time."

Qin Lan shook her head slightly, "Don't praise me, but you two are a great time to practice now. Next time you meet again, you will be at the ninth level!"

Yi Han said angrily: "What's wrong with this child Mo Wuque? The young master is leaving and he will not come to see him off."

Ye Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, "The child was beaten up by Qin Lan yesterday and was clamoring to go to seclusion to practice. It doesn't matter, and you will see him in the future."

Just when Qin Lan and his group turned around and wanted to leave, Mo Wuque's voice sounded from behind

"Brother Qin Lan, I will try my best to catch up with you!"

Qin Lan looked back and saw that Mo Wuque had just run to the mountain gate, his hair was messy and sweaty, but his eyes were very bright.

After yesterday's competition, Mo Wuque has more aware of the gap between himself and the real strong man.

Now he has regarded Qin Lan as a direction and role model for his progress!

Qin Lan smiled, greeted Zhu Hong, and pulled Ye Xiaoxiao away with big strode.

Mo Wuque put his hands beside his mouth, and the sound rang for thousands of miles

"I will definitely work hard, Brother Qin Lan! Please look at me!"

The few of them are not low in cultivation now. They only took half a day to move forward at full speed and crossed Yuping Mountain. They set out in the early morning and arrived at Qingzhou City was already noon.

"Young Pavilion Master, I will go to my original residence first and pack up my things. Please wait for a while."

Zhu Hong said respectfully that he had regained his confidence back then. Although he was in his sixties, he was still energetic and spoke loudly.

Qin Lan said: "Don't worry, I plan to stay in Qingzhou City for a day and leave tomorrow morning. After you pack your things, go to the inn in the south of the city to find me."

Zhu Hong said yes and left quickly. Ye Xiaoxiao felt something. The inn in the south of the city seemed to be the one they lived in Qingzhou City at the beginning, and they had to pass Tianqing Street to get there.

Ye Xiaoxiao subconsciously touched her hairpin and said softly: "What, do you want to revisit the old place?"

Qin Lan replied with a smile: "How can I revisit this? I have only been away for half a month. It's just that I'm familiar with that inn, and there are a lot of people there, so I can find out what I want to know."

Qin Lan asked again: "Xiaoxiao, where are you? Where do you want to go?"

Ye Xiaoxiao shook her head gently, "I can go anywhere, as long as I go with you."

Qin Lan raised her lips slightly and took Ye Xiaoxiao's hand, "Then let's go!"

The two walked through the bustling crowds and walked leisurely on the streets of Qingzhou City. Looking at the daily lives of ordinary people, Ye Xiaoxiao sighed: "It's good to be an ordinary person, you don't have to worry about anything every day."

Qin Lan knew what Ye Xiaoxiao was referring to. Cultivators above the fifth grade were basically considered to be separated from the secular world and were in two worlds with ordinary people.

However, the military officer organization of the Great Xia Dynasty was directly linked to cultivation, and the policy also encouraged monks to join the army.

For example, a fifth-rank monk can become a commander of a thousand men when he joins the army, and a sixth-rank monk will be promoted to a captain, and so on. The most prestigious officer today is the "Eighth Tigers", and his cultivation level can reach the eighth-rank monk.

The world of practitioners is covered with blood and powerful, while ordinary people are weak and very weak. Since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, various means have been used to maintain the balance between the two worlds. Therefore, only now Ye Xiaoxiao and Qin Lan can see such a harmonious scene.

Qin Lan said lightly: "I don't know how long this kind of life will last. After the world changes, the spiritual energy suddenly becomes tens of times stronger. Although I don't know why, it is definitely not a good thing."

Ye Xiaoxiao turned her head and said, "Is it because the upper and lower limits of practitioners will increase?"

Qin Lan agreed: "Yes, there will probably be more and more eighth and ninth grades in the future, and the base of those who can practice will suddenly expand, which will inevitably lead to the balance between the two worlds being continuously weakened or even broken."

Ye Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, "But if this is the case, maybe everyone can practice in the future."

According to incomplete statistics from the Ministry of Revenue of the Daxia Dynasty, only 40% of the total population can be practiced.

Qin Lan continued to move forward, "The situation you mentioned is also possible, but it will only increase the difficulty and pressure of law enforcement in Daxia. Even if everyone can practice, they will be divided into the qualifications. As a result, there will be oppression everywhere, and the strong will be inseparable from the prey of the weak."

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at Qin Lan's side face. When he said these words, his expression did not change much, as if the sentient beings in heaven and earth had nothing to do with him.

Qin Lan has changed, but it has not changed. She is only suitable for people who are closer to her and can open her heart more, but she is still the same alienation or even indifferent to others.

"arrive."

Qin Lan stopped, Ye Xiaoxiao looked up and said the words "Baishitong" were written on the plaque.

Although this place is open on the street in the south of the city, it is a rustic gate. From the outside, I can't imagine what it does inside.

The wind chime sounded at the door, and the two of them pushed the door open and found that the scene was completely different from what they imagined. Several wooden tables were placed casually, at 10 noon, and the few guests glanced over when they heard the sound, but they took it back in a flash. The front desk clerk lay on the counter, drowsy.

Among the guests in the corner, one of them whispered: "Brother Gu, look at that woman."

The person who was called Brother Gu looked up, his eyes suddenly became interested, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised

I didn't expect to meet here...

Ye Xiaoxiao said in surprise: "Is this a tavern?"

Qin Lan touched her waist bag, pressed a few gold coins on the counter, and at the same time, her fingers knocked out a wonderful string of rhythms on the table.

The guy's expression changed, changed his lazy attitude, took away a few gold coins, and hurriedly walked behind.

Ye Xiaoxiao whispered: "How did you know there is this place?"

Qin Lan replied: "I asked Zhu Hong who was asked specifically two days ago, if there is any place in Qingzhou City that can quickly collect information, he recommended it to me."

"This place is a tavern on the surface, but it is actually a place where all kinds of practitioners exchange information. The one I just typed on the table is a secret code. The person they are in charge of should appear in a while."

Ye Xiaoxiao sighed in her heart, indeed, no matter how high a person is incapable of being able to escape from the world.

As Qin Lan thought, less than five minutes later, a slightly fat middle-aged man walked out, rubbed his hands, and smiled with a slight smile.

"Objectively, what can help you?"

Qin Lan put a stack of silver notes on the table, "I want to know what is going on in Heng Temple in Yunzhou now."

The expression on the man's face froze, and then he lowered his voice and said:

"It is said that Hengshen Temple was wiped out by a mysterious force a day ago!"

Ye Xiaoxiao also listened on the side, covering her mouth in shock so that she would not make too loud noises. One of the Five Temples actually disappeared from the Jiuzhou Continent!

Qin Lan's pupils contracted slightly, and it was exactly the same as he expected. Even if he didn't take action, many people would target the fat piece of Hengshen Temple.

After all, the foundation of the Five Palaces and Ten Sects is not just about saying.

"How many people are left in Heng Temple?"

The man said, "I don't know much about this. Someone will definitely stay. However, all the characters above the elder level are indeed dead."

"Isn't the remaining group of defeated soldiers afraid of...?"

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