Immortal Refiner

Taking advantage of the quiet night, Li Qing once again came to the polar night world.

The blood-red moon hanging high in the sky seemed to have never changed, and the temperature was still so cold, so you had to wear cotton clothes when you went out.

In Obsidian City, Li Qing placed the twenty or so forged cutting knives in the yard, and then continued to stand on the side.

This time, the standing posture was longer than any previous time. With the breathing method taught by Master Gu, he persisted for nearly an hour.

If you stand on the posture for too long before, your legs will feel a little numb, but this time, the blood and qi are extremely smooth, and the whole body is very comfortable.

"Huh!"

After a short rest, Li Qing began to stand on the pole in the yard. Even in this polar night world where time flows three times faster, he was reluctant to waste every minute and every second.

Li Qing felt that the time in the polar night world this time passed very quickly, and nearly half a day slipped away in a blink of an eye.

However, he did not feel tired at all. His spirit was still quite full, and his waist and legs were full of strength.

But even if he wanted to continue practicing, his stomach would not allow it.

The progress of the Zhuanggong was quite effective, and his appetite increased greatly.

After eating nearly two dinners in the military camp, he felt hungry very quickly. He needed to replenish his energy. Every cell in his body seemed to be eager for food intake.

"Alas, I can only eat some rye mushrooms to fill my stomach." Li Qing sighed, and he really didn't want to experience the special taste of the aftertaste.

He accumulated some rye mushrooms at home. These were left when he did business with the Yan family before. He helped the Yan family forge farm tools more than once, and the other party used rye mushrooms for trading.

This rye mushroom is good in everything, easy to preserve, filling the stomach, and easy to cook. But the only thing is that it tastes bad. Li Qing, who got rye mushrooms for the first time, cooked a big pot because of the freshness. However, after tasting it, he almost couldn't help vomiting his stomach.

It was like moldy wheat flour, sour and astringent, and hard to swallow.

In the warehouse, Li Qing, with a slightly ugly face, took a bunch of leftover rye mushrooms and threw them into the pot again.

These rye mushrooms have been here for almost a year, but they look no different from those just cut, which is the advantage of being easy to preserve.

"Why don't I get some food here to resell and exchange for some powerful martial arts to practice?" Li Qing suddenly had a bold idea.

But soon, he dismissed this idea.

"No, the source of food is not easy to explain, and it is easy to be remembered by others. At least I have to wait until I have a certain self-protection ability before I can resell some on a small scale..."

"At least I have to practice external strength, otherwise I can't deal with three or five strong men now, and this kind of transaction must be secret, and I need to hide my identity."

"Before that, I can find out if there is anything unique in this world."

As the iron pot continued to heat up, Li Qing let his inner thoughts run wild.

Soon, he set three goals for himself.

First, become an external force master as soon as possible. Whether he wants to escape from the military camp or make plans in this world, he can't do without becoming stronger.

No one will talk about fairness with the weak. This is a world without laws. If you want to avoid being eaten, you have to become stronger.

Second, you can initially find out some of the situations in this world, such as whether there are some unique things that are not valuable here, but valuable in the other world.

It has been a long time since I came to this world. In fact, Li Qing has hardly walked out of the street where he is.

At present, the only information he knows is that this is a cold night world. Maybe there was a sun, but it has not appeared for a long time.

The small city he is in is called Obsidian City. There are many black rye mushrooms planted outside the city, but the land belongs to the Yan family. The Yan family is the largest force in Obsidian City.

Apart from this, he knows nothing. Now he reflected on it and felt that his behavior was too inappropriate. If he didn't figure out the environment in which he lived, he might be affected by the sudden disaster and die.

The third is to escape from the border where war is about to break out as soon as possible. He is in the military camp and feels constrained everywhere. He has to be cautious even when entering the polar night world, and cannot make full use of the advantages of the two worlds.

Thinking of this, Li Qing unexpectedly felt that his mind has become much clearer and sharper.

"Huh, this is one of the benefits of practicing martial arts. When the body is strong, the blood supply to the brain will be vigorous and sufficient, and the mind will become sharp and flexible... Of course, it may also be that I am too hungry.".

Li Qing said to himself, and then took out the cooked rye mushrooms.

It is actually very simple to cook rye mushrooms. Just add some water and heat it up, and it will be cooked soon.

The hot food exuded heat in the cold air. When it gradually cooled down, Li Qing frowned and began to eat it with all his strength.

It was sour and astringent! Hard to swallow!

Even though he was starving to death now, he felt that the food in his mouth was a kind of dregs and did not become delicious.

He didn't savor the rye mushrooms carefully. He stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them a little, and swallowed them.

After eating the whole pot, his hunger was finally completely relieved.

But there was still a strong sour taste in his mouth, which made him feel nauseous. He felt that what he had just eaten was like a pile of cotton wool...

"Gurgle~"

After taking a few gulps of water, Li Qing stood up and prepared to start practicing standing meditation again.

Just as he was about to start standing meditation, there was a slow knock at the door.

Dong Dong Dong!

"Master Li, are you home?"

The voice sounded a little old, and Li Qing immediately identified who it was. It should be the family surnamed An who lived across the street.

Originally, they were a family of four. It was said that because of an accident, the couple in the family died outside the Obsidian City, leaving only an old man and a child.

Li Qing put away his posture for practicing martial arts, then slowly walked to the gate of the courtyard and opened it.

I saw an old man with sparse silver hair and skinny body standing outside the door.

This was the first time Li Qing saw such a thin person, with deeply sunken eye sockets, looking like a skeleton.

Even the dying Master Gu looked much healthier than the old man in front of him. Li Qing suspected that the old man might fall apart in the next second.

Old Man An was holding a deformed iron pot, looking at Li Qing with a pleading face, and said, "Master Li, can you help fix this iron pot?"

Li Qing lowered his eyebrows and took a look at the iron pot. It should have been deliberately smashed by someone, probably by Yan San.

He retracted his gaze and said, "Okay."

Old Man An said, and brought out a small bag of black mushrooms. He said with an embarrassed look, "There is not much food at home. I don't know if these are enough..."

Li Qing, who had just eaten black mushrooms and felt a little nauseous, couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows. He said, "Take these black mushrooms back. I have something to ask you. Just answer me."

Old Man An looked quite old. He had lived for so long, and he knew more about this world than himself. He could learn some basic information about the current Obsidian City and the Polar Night World from him.

"How can this be..." Old Man An felt a little embarrassed, thinking that the other party was pitying him.

Li Qing said calmly, "Come in and talk."

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