I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 362
Starting from Pingzhou City, walking for about seventy to eighty miles, and over a mountain, there is a small village nestled in the mountains.
The small village is called Qingshui Village. The village is not big, and the villagers only touched dozens of people in total. However, the sparrows are small and have all five internal organs. The ranch has almost all facilities and is fully functional.
The houses in the village are not as simple as other places, but are built low-key and elegant, full of leisure, people feel relaxed and contented at first glance.
Bai Qiuran and the others came here with a caravan composed of traveling businessmen.
Snapped.
Bai Qiuran jumped out of the bullock cart, and easily caught Li Jinyao who was throwing at him, and Tang Ruowei walked down as well.
Then, he put the little witch on the ground, walked to the driver who drove the car, took out some broken silver from his arms, and handed it to him.
“Thanks, uncle, take us by the way.”
They do not have the legal tender of this world and this country, but precious metals are still hard currency here.
“You are welcome, you can plant such a talented knight and such beautiful two chivalrous girls. After I go back, I can also brag to my wife.”
The uncle coachman smiled and took Bai Qiuran’s silver two, but Bai Qiuran backhanded him.
“Really don’t think about believing it?”
He took out a whole silver ingot, placed it on the palm of the coachman, and said in a persuasive way:
“You see, not only did you not spend money, but I gave you money instead, as long as you go back and chant the incense to the name of the fairy girl, you don’t even need to use the tablet.”
“No more.”
The uncle coachman took the broken silver and was afraid to collect the silver ingot.
Nowhere is there such a good thing in the world. The arena is sinister. Although the driver is not a member of the river and lake, he can be regarded as traveling from the north to the north.
He broke free of Bai Qiuran’s hand, waved his whip, drove the bullock cart, and fled into the village, away from Bai Qiuran.
“Failed again, sigh…”
Bai Qiuran shook his head, turned around and said to the two girls:
“Let’s go, let’s go in too, the boy Bai Li will be reincarnated in this village.”
The three people walked into this small village called Qingshui. The small bridge in the village was very beautiful with flowing water. There were several acres of fertile land at the entrance of the village. A brawny man with naked torso was wielding a hoe and was working there, sweating like rain.
There are obviously cows in this village, but the farmer still has to wield his hoe and push the rake to cultivate the land, and his strength is so great that he is even above a mature buffalo.
Bai Qiuran stood by the road, glanced at the farmer, then retracted his gaze, and continued to walk towards the village.
Li Jinyao quickly followed, and the two walked across the small stone arch bridge over the creek. She spoke softly:
“As far as a normal Qi-refining cultivator is concerned, the true Qi in the farmer’s body is quite strong.”
“Um.”
There is true energy in the body, although it is not a rare thing in the ten realms of Kyushu, in the Qingming Sword Sect and the Heaven Demon Sect, not to mention the Qi refining period cultivators, even many foundation-building cultivators usually have to help the sect. Plant Lingguo Lingzhi to cultivate spiritual fields.
But there is no cultivator in this world. The martial artist in the refining period is the absolute combat power at the top of this world. Therefore, the farmer’s farmland is almost equivalent to an elder of the Qingming Sword Sect or the Sky Demon Sect and went to a certain village in the mortal world. Open a few acres of fields like farming.
“This village, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger…”
Tang Ruowei followed and said in a low voice:
“I just saw an old man picking up cow dung on the side of the road with a basket on his back… using some kind of fingering that is quite clever for martial artists.”
“It seems that Bai Li had good luck drawing lots.”
Bai Qiuran nodded.
“Living in such a village, at least you don’t have to worry about your own life safety.”
The three of them entered the village and searched for them according to the impression of the imprint. Along the way, they found that the people living in this village were basically masters with martial arts skills.
In the terms of this world, he is a real-world powerhouse.
Walking to an earth dam at the head of the village, the imprint induction was already close at hand. At this moment, a beggar on the side suddenly killed him, holding a broken bowl, and said to Bai Qiuran:
“This white-haired boy, I see your bones are amazed. At first glance, you are a martial arts genius who is unique in all kinds of martial arts. Well, I happen to have a few peerless martial arts books here. As long as you can get me a roast chicken from Drunk Xianglou. Come here, I’ll give them all to you, what do you think?”
Bai Qiuran was stunned, then held him back and asked enthusiastically:
“Brother, I think you have a sallow complexion and shabby clothes. At first glance, you can see that your career is not going well, your cultivation is stagnant, you have experienced big changes, and a man with a story, I wonder if you have ever heard of the Heavenly Zun Zhuji?”
“Wh, what Tianzun?”
The beggar was stunned.
You don’t play cards according to the basic law. Now it’s my uncle who is begging, why did you get to your turn?
“Zhuji Tianzun, hey, don’t you know, brother? This deity existed before Chaos first opened, it is said that he…”
Bai Qiuran told the beggar about his nonsense story, and said the beggar faintly, and then asked:
“How about, brother, I see your eyes are firm, you are a good young man with faith, do you want to try to believe in the foundation of heaven?”
“Don’t don’t.”
The beggar was dizzy by Bai Qiuran, but he didn’t buy it. He declined:
“Believing in Tianzun is good, beggar, I don’t have enough to eat every day, do I have to give half a steamed bun to worship him? Don’t do it, don’t do it.”
“I believe he can increase his cultivation base.”
“Believe? Ghost!”
The beggar, like everyone before, dismissed the so-called Zhuji Tianzun.
Bai Qiuran thought for a while.
“Why don’t you, my friend, try to believe it today. I’ll get you a roast chicken in Laoshizi Zuixianlou, how about?”
“really?”
The beggar was suddenly moved. He stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then said:
“Then you go get me the roast chicken first, and I will worship the deity when I see the chicken.”
“make a deal!”
After Bai Qiuran finished speaking, he immediately turned his head and walked in the direction he came.
The Zuixianlou was near the entrance of the village. Bai Qiuran and the others saw its banner when they came in. It was a beautifully built three-story restaurant. In this village, it should be the only one.
Upon seeing this, Li Jinyao and Tang Ruowei quickly followed, and the little witch rushed to Bai Qiuran’s side and whispered:
“Senior Qiu Ran, you really want to make this deal with that beggar. He doesn’t look like someone who truly believes in Tianzun Jiji. If his ideas are not enough, Tianzun Jiji can’t get any benefits.”
“It’s okay, I just need a reason to get in.”
Bai Qiuran smiled and said:
“As long as he gives me a reason, my [Jiangji Tianzun] will have a chance to play, and that Zhuji Tianzun will be on the stage, that will definitely convince him.”
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