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Chapter two hundred and eighty-eight people inherently die

Sizzle...

The dark brown medicinal soup in the pond boils like an oil pan, emitting a rich and pungent medicinal fragrance.

An old man's whole body was immersed in the bottom of the pond, changing his posture from time to time, and his body turned and bent at various strange angles, which should be practicing some physical technique.

The old man is Qi Xiu, who is 110 years old this year.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the "body tattoo" is painted to the last stroke, and the light flashes and the merits are fulfilled.

It took twenty-five years from the seventh floor to the ninth floor to the top of the nineth floor…

"Damn it and start the war!"

Qi Xiu flew out of the pool and cursed in a deep voice.

Although his face was old, after he was refined, his skin became ceramic-like texture below his neck, bronze-colored, smooth and hairless. Although he did not have the muscles, it seemed that there was infinite power below his body.

Take the [Ruyi Three Flower Sticks] into your hand, lift it deeply, and lift it up with your physical strength.

"Hao! I'll cut!"

With a shout, he used the true meaning of the word "Hum" and the meaning was extraordinary.

The stick shadow slashed straight down, reaching the height of the waist, and then turned to the right and swept across.

As the sweep ended, Qi Xiu sticks to his right hand, and his left palm stole a "Splitting Palm". Then his body rotated with inertia, and his right hand used a clever force. After he turned around for a whole circle, he stabbed out like a poisonous snake.

"Returning Horse", the fourth hit of this stick technique is more like a marksmanship trick.

Qi Xiu went back and forth, just these four moves, the results of practicing stick techniques for many years are all here.

There is no way, it is really because of the "Sword Art" and "Stick Method".

Just like this, he was naked, swinging his baton to try his hand. As his footwork moved, the snake under his crotch was also swung tirelessly.

After about half an hour, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on my body, which mixed with the smell of sweat and the aroma of medicine, which was particularly unpleasant.

"snort!"

Use the word "Hum" technique to end it, and the big stick is on the ground, and the skill of "The Three Flowers of Heaven and Earth" is activated. Six fragrant flowers, three up and three down, which is Qi Xiu's strongest defense method now.

He stood up in a state of sacred power, and the Chu Qin red robe was put on, and the cleansing array with its own body was wiped out.

Finally, there is no need to refine your body so much trouble in the future. Qi Xiu felt relieved and showed a relaxed and satisfied expression.

The "Six Consciousnesses" method is the last and the most difficult "consciousness" pattern. As long as it is drawn, you can enter the tenth level of foundation building. There is still hope for forming pills!

When I stepped out of the training ground, my heart suddenly moved.

"Qin'er can't do it..."

Sensing the meditation, a breath of life is passing by rapidly, and a sad feeling surges into my heart, making it difficult to suppress myself.

He flew into the monastery in a hurry. Minniang, Yue'er, and Dai'er were all sitting in front of Kan Qin's couch. Qin Siyao also came and found Qi Xiu coming in. She was panicked and putting a storage bag in her arms.

Qi Xiu knew in his heart that Qin Siyao and Jiang Mingrong's beloved son were also studying in Jixia City, and he was also extremely arrogant, so his homework was naturally not good. The Jiang family rules were recalled if they passed the academy assessment. Qin Siyao wanted face. In the past two years, he had secretly come to find four godmothers and asked for help to pay his son's tuition.

He glared at Qin Siyao, "One generation is worse than the other!" He cursed angrily, and asked again: "Has Mingrong built the foundation?"

"No! No!" Qin Siyao was poked into the pain and screamed impatiently. She and Jiang Mingrong were not young anymore. They have not yet established their foundation. They are no longer young geniuses of the past, and their status in the Jiang family has plummeted.

Big eyes and tears were filled with tears, "Forget it if you get angry at your in-laws' house, you will be scolded by you when you go home!" After that, he ran out crying.

"What are you doing? It's rare to come back...

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Wei Minniang is over 90 years old and her mind is becoming more and more confused. She used to be accustomed to Qin Siyao, but now she always responds to her grandson who is far away in Jixia City. She nags and complains a few times, and gives the seat next to the bed to Qi Xiu.

Kan Qin was seriously ill for some time and could no longer speak. She used her last strength to open her old eyes and stared at Qi Xiu in a daze.

"Qin'er..."

Qi Xiu held her dry hand. The pretty maid from that time had become a dying old woman. The good times were no longer there, and the way of heaven was so ruthless.

Minniang and others turned around and wiped their tears secretly.

Kan Lin also received the news and walked into a corner of the room. Kan Que died in Dingshenshan, North. Kan Da was dead. Now Kan Qin is dying. He himself is already 180 years old. He has lived a few years and is sad. He cannot understand the pain in his heart.

Kan Qin persisted until midnight, and finally closed her eyes slowly and passed away in her endless attachment and reluctance to life.

Qi Xiu helped the spirits all the way and sent her back to Heihe Peak for burial.

With one shovel of soil, Kan Qin buried the coffin for a lifetime, but a piece of loess and a piece of stone tablet left behind.

Minniang, Yue'er, hugged Qi Xiu and cried in tears, only Xiong Dai'er stood quietly and did not speak. She was alerted by Kan Qin's death and had decided that she would forcibly attack the foundation building again soon.

Not far away, Bai Muhan stood hunched over, guiding Zhan Qiu to take care of Zhan Yuan's old grave, and leveling two open spaces beside her husband's grave, preparing to be her own burial place.

"This is mine, this is yours."

Bai Muhan saw it away, pointed to the two open spaces, and said to Bai Xiaosheng beside him.

Bai Xiaosheng, who was covered in white hair, could only respond silently.

Qi Xiu's eyes turned to Kan Qin's grave. There was a large open space with the best feng shui in the cemetery, which was prepared for him. A thought suddenly arose in his mind that it would not be unacceptable to be reunited with his four wives and concubines here forever in the future.

Kan Lin also came back from Kan Que’s tomb. It seemed that he had found a place.

The three old men looked at each other and smiled relievedly.

The road is hard to find, and there is a death

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0c Ninety percent of monks can't escape that day, sooner or later. Once you figure it out, you will have no regrets or regrets. Life is just that. What you love and sleep with you forever is considered perfect.

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After just finishing Kan Qin's funeral, news came again that the old man, Danyi and Gan Gan, had already fallen in his own Kongqu Mountain yesterday.

With Kan Lin and Shen Chang flew all the way to Kongqu Mountain to mourn. Although Gan Long and Gan Yi separated from Gan Yi, Gan Yi's group of monks had not emerged for many years. Now there are only a group of Qi training monks left, so Gan Long can only preside over the funeral.

After two consecutive games, although Qi Xiu was extremely strong after practicing the body, he couldn't help feeling tired and felt exhausted. After sitting for a while, he went to the Yingbin Building of Kongqu Mountain to rest.

As soon as she was meditating, Ganlong knocked outside. Knowing that she must have something to do, she had to come in.

"I didn't recommend the old man to ask for this Kongqu Mountain in my early years. The Naiwen family was destroyed here, and the previous family also died of a life of misfortune. I always feel that it is not a good place..."

Ganlong didn't want this Kongqushan anymore, and planned to move the Ganyi tribe back to Lishan, and the two families were one more.

No wonder she had this idea. Firstly, she was so cautious and cautious, and her family had two high-end mountain gates, afraid of bringing disaster. Secondly, a disciple of the Lishan Gan family successfully built a foundation a few days ago. Although there were many good qualifications in Kongqu Mountain, there were no movement for many years. I felt that Lishan was the blessing of her family's birth.

Qi Xiuqi said: "Since I bought a proposal from Lingmu League, if peace is coming today, no one dares to covet your family business. Why do you have to move around and break your own arm?"

Ganlong smiled and said, "I'm not losing money. You have to spend money to buy this mountain gate."

"I'll buy it?"

Qi Xiu became more and more strange. He had never thought about this before!

Ganlong seemed a little surprised at his reaction, "Don't you know?" After saying that, he ordered outside and brought two people in.

"Uncle the leader! Please forgive me for sending orders to the private orders and deceiving the superior!"

When one of them saw Qi Xiu, he immediately fell to the ground and walked up to cry. He turned out to be the lobbyist in the door, Lu Xuanqing.

"What's going on!? Aren't you in [Bobei City]?!"

Qi Xiu asked angrily, and Lu Xuanqing cried while confessing his guilt.

It turned out that after the Lingmu Alliance revealed its true face, the fuji alliance was disbanded, and the cultivators of the original fuji alliance such as the Qi family were also forced into Shandu Mountain. Before leaving, they were plundered by the Lingmu Alliance and were clean and unknown.

The current situation in Shandu Mountain is extremely complicated. There are three sources of origin for each family. One is the old sect of Shandu, who returned to their hometowns to seize property. The other is the bandits who opened up the war and took refuge in the original owner. Qi Wushuang's death occupied a lot of areas. Another is the original talisman family, who were driven here by the Lingmu League, looking for a place to survive.

There are too many monks and too little porridge. After six years, no mountain capital will fight for a day, and no one will die. It is even more cruel than the several chaos in the Luo family's old place back then. If the Chu and Qin land south of Beilie Mountain is an ordinary world, the mountain capital north of Beilie Mountain will become the Shura hell.

The Qi family lost Qi Wushuang and the family property was completely destroyed. They worked hard in Shandu Mountain for six years, and the killing was severely damaged.

This is something that Lingmu League had already expected. His family just pretended to be a good person and put the Qi family at the target of public criticism. He pretended to be someone else to waste his life and die, and his intentions were very cruel.

Lu Xuanqing was ignorant in his early years and wandered around Shandu Mountain to make a living. Fortunately, Qi Wushuang missed the old love of the Lu family and was particularly tolerant of him, so he was not murdered. Now that the Qi family is in trouble, he wants to repay his kindness and plan to move the Qi family to the Chu-Qin realm. It just so happened that Ganlong didn't want this Kongqu Mountain anymore, and the two hit it off, only Qi Xiu didn't know anything.

Beside Lu Xuanqing is the current head of the Qi family, Qi Bingyan, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and also knelt down to ask Qi Xiu to beg for kindness. "Master Qi, please remember the old love of the ancestors of the family back then, and help me! My family is in Shandu, so I can't keep it anymore!"

Qi Xiu's eyes turned, thinking that it was not a bad thing, and Qi Wushuang wanted to repay him. However, although the Qi family is now in a down-and-out manner, there are still many foundation-building cultivators, and it is impossible to put them all in. It is too easy for a guest to bully the master.

Lu Xuanqing and Qi Bingyan couldn't think about these things. Seeing that Qi Jiu was acting, he knew there was a chance, so he quickly told his own design.

The Qi family is divided into three parts, and some go out to be casual cultivators and seek their own way out. Some of them have the skills of refining weapons and making talismans and other craftsmen will be devoted to the Nanchumen. Since the Lingmu League drove away the cultivators of the original talisman league, the Nanchumen has recruited manufacturing monks in a large number of ways out. Such people will not worry about having no way out.

The remaining part, about five or six foundation-building monks, and more than two hundred Qi training monks, followed Qi Bingyan to Kongqu Mountain to survive.

In this way, Qi Xiu was full of doubts, and paid five thousand third-level coins to Ganlong, bought Kongqushan, gave them to Qi Bingyan, and gave them two shares of Siguofang that had run away from Luping to the Qi family of Kongqushan, so that they could rest and recuperate.

After finishing the migration with a reckless and flexible manner, Qi Bingyan was naturally grateful and vowed to respect the Chu Qinmen as the master's family from now on and never betray them.

The mortals of the Qin family, the old Qin family in Xianlin, had already migrated before the chaos, and were bound by Qin Xiaochu in the Lushan area.

From then on, the Chu and Qin lands were completely out of ties with the Shandu realm, and they simply cut off traffic and waited for the chaos to be pacified.
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