The roof is covered by dark clouds, Yuanhe Mountain, and the ancestral tomb of the She family.

The She family members were burying the coffin with the hilt of the sword in great grief, which was wearing the clothes of the life of the sword, while Qi Xiu, who was standing beside him, was thinking about other things.

Ji Jiaqian fell into the Fengshui River Basin. The Guigu Sect not only refused to save him, but also wanted to disrupt the war in Huang's opening up, which shows that the ghost teleportation array that Jiang Yan and He Yu entered was extremely large, and even the Nascent Soul cultivator could be used as an abandoned son. He couldn't help but regret the last time he instigated Xing Jian. Once the matter was revealed, he was afraid that he would bear the anger of Guigu and Nangong families. No matter which one of them could destroy Chu Qin for more than a hundred times.

"I just hope Xing Jian is a trustworthy person."

Qi Xiu had new expectations for this Chu Qin Fuxing.

Then there is the next battle to select a site to open up a war. The Dazhou Academy, the master of the world, has been substantially divided. The ancients and the Confucians have destroyed each other, and they use all means to do everything, hoping to put the other party to death and then quickly...

This is really not a blessing in this world.

"I, a little Chu Qin, wouldn't make a fuss like them..."

After the funeral, as she was walking out with great worries, Nangong Yanran's voice sounded in her ears, "Uncle, the 330,000 ranks I just got, I spent it by you before I even left Heihefang. How could I be my family?" She smiled and said angrily.

"Well……"

Knowing that she was crying and was poor, Qi Xiu couldn't help but feel embarrassed and thought for a while, "That 120,000 is for the management. If you don't only benefit me, you can just move it from the League."

"If you don't tell me who to deal with, will they have gossip?" Nangong Yanran's eyes lit up when she learned that she could make up for the losses from the public.

"Go to tell me? I haven't calculated the fraudulent accounts of their transactions. Besides, the three Jindans of the Chu Qinmen who went to fight to death. At least they have to be grateful for some kindness? Also, the losses of magic weapons, flying swords and other objects destroyed by Changfeng and Qi Zhuang were also compensated for. This is a war in the alliance, and my family has no choice but to pay for money." Qi Xiu felt more and more at a loss and had the idea of ​​millions of spirit stones in the public.

"It's exactly this" made Nangong Yanran suddenly realize and rushed to handle it. Finally, she arranged the expenses and moved 200,000 from the public to go home. The vassals were in a happy moment of rapid income. As expected, no one was willing to take the lead in opposing it. In fact, it was useless to oppose it. The Chu Qin League convened nine seats, the Chu Qinmen occupied four, and the loyal Baisha Gang Shanuo, the vote would never be lost.

Back at Siguoshan, Yao Qing sent back the news that the buyer of Jiuxingfang shares of Dan League was the Southern Beast Gate. The Heihefang shop was purchased by the Qimeng Teng family, and dozens of medium-sized shops in various cities fell into the hands of He Huanzong.

"The monks of the Beast Gate are the main force of adventurers in the Lion Valley, and Lechuan spends this money as a matter of course."

Qi Xiu thought about it carefully and didn't realize anything was wrong. Jiuxingfang had such a strong shareholder, which was very good news for Yan Nanxing and others. As for whether it was related to the Huo family's Yuanying who died in the Lion Knight Valley, it was impossible to verify.

In short, the Baishan peace talks were completely settled, and there was no sound of fighting on the top of the mountain, and everything returned to peace.

In a blink of an eye, twelve years have passed.

Mo Jianxin has been staying in the [Bingyuan Island] on the far north of the outer sea. There is also a good cold spring sword refining there, and it is a major force protected by the gods. It is much safer than Lianshui City, which is currently undercurrent. Qi Xiu was also a little selfish in order to investigate one of his future potential infant places.

The materials for the refining of [Pseudo-Invisible Sword] are extremely precious. Gu Tiesheng spent most of his time in Lihuo City. While practicing, he also prepared various high-level raw materials for Mo Jianxin. The refining of the fourth-level sword is a major event that requires unity and cooperation. In addition to the children in the sect, the Chu Qin Sect also hired several foundation-building and refining masters, which cost a lot of money. The Chu Qin Sect is not well-founded and refined fourth-level artifacts. For this kind of sect, the first time refining finished products is the most difficult. [Sancai Peiyuan Pill] is the same. There is a long way to go before opening the furnace. According to the requirements of the pill formula, Dorosen must first enhance the use of his [Sanmu Tongxin] natal. Many precious spiritual herbs are required for more than a hundred years, so they can only be collected slowly.

Without the huge profits in the war, most of the Chu-Qin League's income returned to its pre-war scale. Due to the fact that the Xiangdan League was partly produced and sold, it was the only one that was stable and increased. The reputation of the cities in the opening of the city increased slightly. No matter where the war was opened, it was always necessary to fight. There was no room for huge sums of money among the Chu-Qin League. Nangong Yanran was ordered by Qi Xiu to absorb war materials that were easy to preserve during these years, and only wait for the order of the Dazhou Academy in the future.

The vassal families were not idle either. Xiong Shisi circled a large area outside Beilie Mountain and built a [Qian Xiongyuan] that gathered more than a thousand low-level bear creatures. As the place where his disciples practiced and used objects of the same ginseng. Qi Bingyan even transformed the nine-curved and eighteen-turned mountain caves in Kongqu Mountain into an exquisite [Shan Garden]. The colorful spiritual flowers and grasses bloomed everywhere, as if they were like a fairyland.

The other schools showed their magical powers, and they were all enriching themselves and building necessary stone refining materials. Qi Xiuquan ordered to buy them from the Gu Jianmen, and finally curled Gu Rong's resentment.

One day, there was a cliff like a honeycomb in Nanlin Temple. In one of the small caves, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly fluctuated, causing the presiding master who was reciting scriptures to open his eyes, "It seems that it was the one sent by Miaoqing." She thought for a while, got up and flew to the entrance, and asked softly: "Donor Ming is planning to form a pill according to Taoist methods?"

"That's the intention." A peaceful and ethereal voice came from inside.

"Since the donor is unwilling to convert, I don't force it." The host master said, "You Chu Qinmen has 50,000 third-level storage in me, indicating that you are waiting for you to make elixirs. Now is the time. If you need anything, please list a list. Poverty Ni ordered someone to buy it immediately, so that it will not delay your major affairs."

The person in the cave was silent for a long time before he slowly replied: "Although I had no intention of converting, I have been with the ancient Buddha of Qinglan for many years, and my heart for external things has faded. It is enough to add some ordinary sandalwood."

"Amitabha."

The host nodded, went out and got a small storage bag, which contained the fine block of sandalwood, gently pushed it into the hole, and then quietly left.

In the dark hole, Mingzhen, who was still beautiful, opened her own ginseng [Supplemental Incense Needle Sac] and poured the inner needles to the ground. The sandalwood that had just been sent in was stuffed into the bag, and then it was sacrificed casually. The blocky spice quietly ignited in the bag, and immediately suppressed the smell of sesame oil in the green lamp in front of her.

"This is the kindness and good intentions, and we need to be grateful for it..." She murmured to herself: "When I come to the world with a clean and innocent person, I will be repaid in the net, and my good intentions will be repaid, and I will be connected and pushed each other, so chaotic? When will my heart be hurt after the death of Jialuo? I am sad and laughed, lonely and lonely in front of people, and some are from my original heart, and some are influenced by sects, children, family, and environment? I am in the world, and I am affected by the surroundings without realizing it. Gradually, my behavior becomes the behavior that the outside world thinks I should, and my behavior becomes the behavior that the outside world expects me to be. I am lost in it. Where can I get the six senses purity? How can I understand my original heart?"

With the red sleeves, countless silver needles on the ground flew up, turning around, gradually melting into a stream of silver liquid under the refining of spiritual power, and finally it was refined into the shape of a lotus, slowly leaping into the air, and sat on it.

"The butcher's knife is already a lotus seat, and the needle pouch is now burning sandalwood..."

Lightly tap your bare hands, and the sachet emits a warm light, illuminating the Buddha's tribute picture on the stone wall.

"In front of the Buddha, I will repent and realize the mistakes of the previous world, and from then on, I will be free to chase my original heart."

Then I made my fingers with my hand and smiled freely, "Theory says: The mind has Buddha nature, and I will return to the truth. From now on, I will change my chastity to the truth, which is called Mingzhen."

Close your eyes gently, without any worries, without any regrets, step into the first step in forming pills, the path to condense pills.

A ray of Buddha's light quietly descended from the sky, shining on the entrance of her cave, sprinkling golden all over the ground.

“Huh?”

Deep in the precept hall on the opposite mountain, an old monk with white eyebrows felt something and shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that he has the fate but no faith, so he can't save her. If she can make a pill successfully, she will be released."

"Miaoqing said he would be detained for a hundred years." A disciple around him advised.

"Miaoqing..." the old monk sighed again, "It's hard to be in the world."

In a quiet room of a temple in the distance, a withered nun was constantly squeezing Buddhist beads and chanting scriptures: "Because of love, it produces worries, and it produces fear. If you are separated from love, there is no worries or fear..."
Chapter completed!