When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

The ninth day of the ninth month.

A good show staged in the northern desert officially ended.

The two people who met briefly in the long river of life returned to their original positions.

Li Changxiao drank wine and disappeared completely in the night.

Zhao Qing also folded the list and put it in his arms. His expression gradually became cold. He slowly stood up from his seat and turned to leave in the opposite direction.

Turned back to continue studying the incense.

She wanted to open up a new path, even though she knew that the hope was slim.

…

October eleven.

A pair of master and apprentice met at the Hemu Temple in the west of Longcheng.

The apprentice was very worried about the master, but the master never told her what he had encountered. He just hid her and even used his spiritual energy to conceal his tracks.

When the master and apprentice met, everything was unspoken. The master told the apprentice that everything was over.

In the future, just focus on studying the incense.

These days of escape.

For her, it was not a waste of time.

At least when she looked back, she finally realized that incense is ultimately taken from the people, not the ruthless Taoism that is high above.

She took off her Taoist robe, took her apprentice, and found a pawnshop in Longcheng.

By chance, she saw the familiar name "Lianmin Pawnshop".

The two walked in and said they wanted to pawn the hairpin. The pawnshop clerk took it and looked at it. A cunning gleam flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the pawnshop manager with a sly look and shouted loudly: "It's eaten by insects and bitten by rats, and it's missing edges and edges. It's a tattered piece."

The pawnshop manager noticed something and walked over slowly.

At this time.

Mu Qin murmured, there is really no good person in the pawnshops in the world, Li Changxiao is right.

So, he kicked over with a heroic kick, and kicked the pawnshop manager, a fat man weighing more than 300 pounds, three meters away.

At this time, the thugs in the backyard quickly surrounded them. She acted neatly and quickly, and solved them all in two or three moves.

Finally, he also took down the court official standing on the counter, beat him up, climbed up the counter and took out all the money, keeping 500 taels for himself, and scattered the rest on the street.

She didn't take the hairpin with her.

It was convenient for her to come back and beat him up again later.

This series of actions made the disciple's eyes widen in shock. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help asking, "Are you still my master? Have you been possessed by someone else?"

Mu Qin's face was cold, and she only replied "naturally".

With money, she changed into a mortal woman's clothes.

This time, she decided to go out of the temple to study incense.

At the same time.

Li Tianyu, who happened to come to Longcheng.

Before he could sit down, he heard that his Lianmin Pawnshop was smashed again.

He slammed the table and got up, furious, and threw the white jade wall worth thousands of taels on the ground, and it broke into pieces with a snap.

And coincidentally,

His good friend Jing Yang happened to be beside him.

"Brother Tianyu... didn't you say that your Lianmin Pawnshop is for the benefit of the country and the people..."

"Ahem, Brother Jing Yang, you also know that the world is in chaos now, and some people can't stand us doing well."

Li Tianyu explained, and he angrily ordered his subordinates that this time, the thief must not be let off, and this kind of atmosphere must be strangled in the cradle!

Absolutely absolutely must not encourage it.

But after his men went to investigate, they brought him back a piece of news that immediately frightened him and made him sweat all over. He didn't dare to stay in Longcheng any longer and immediately hurried back to Beijing.

The woman who opened the Lianmin Pawnshop was nine points similar to the golden statue in the Hemu Temple!

There were rumors in the streets and outside that it was the appearance of the Hemu.

He couldn't stand the evil deeds of the Lianmin Pawnshop on weekdays, so he showed up in person to teach them a lesson.

"Strange, strange." Li Tianyu stuck his head out of the carriage and asked the driver to drive faster.

"Brother Tianyu, why are you so afraid of Mu Xianchang? You haven't offended her?"

"Besides, she was the first to attack, so you should be right."

Jing Yang frowned and asked. He had heard Mu Qin's preaching, and the other party was not unreasonable.

Li Tianyu smiled guiltily and said nothing.

He didn't know before that the Zhao Qing that the fortune teller wanted to kill was actually Mu Qin in the Hemu Temple.

He was after the attack.

It took him more than a month to figure it out slowly, and he was shocked and sweated at the time.

Took out the Pingtian compass.

No one dared to provoke a person like Mu Qin, at least Li Tianyu couldn't afford to provoke him, so he could only hide, the farther the better.

...

A swordsman came to the western part of Lingtianzhou.

Find the old site of the Soul Washing Sect, throw the crystal clear soul bead into the soul washing pool, and soak it for three days and three nights.

When it was taken out again.

In Li Changxiao's eyes, the soul bead actually didn't change much.

But the Jade Rakshasa who lived in the soul bead said that the soul bead was better and had a better effect on the nourishment of his soul.

The swordsman put away the soul bead.

He climbed up a towering tree, leaned on the branch, and began to think.

It has only been more than three hundred years since the spiritual energy was exhausted.

He was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Counting those hidden immortals, his strength was still not strong.

He was even at the bottom.

The Lingtian Dynasty alone was not something he could shake.

Many dreams that had been planted in the palace were still not qualified to be recovered.

He was hesitating.

Should he sleep a big sleep or go to recover the dream fruit.

While thinking.

While drinking.

Slowly, the drunkenness came to his heart.

In the end, he was too sleepy, so he decided to sleep first.

If he didn't fall down when he woke up, he would find a place to sleep.

If you fall down halfway, go and collect the dream fruit.

He doesn't force anything, he just lets it happen.

I don’t know how much time passed.

There was a snap.

He fell from the branch.

It hit the grass hard.

Li Changxiao didn't care and was still sleeping.

Late at night.

It’s the time when crawlers are out and about.

A green snake crawled across his fingertips.

A toad, which was dark brown all over and was obviously poisonous at a glance, landed on Li Changxiao's abdomen and then jumped away again.

This sleep.

Li Changxiao slept for three days and three nights.

After waking up, without saying a word, he dusted himself off, tightened the long sword and wine gourd hanging on his waist, and embarked on his own journey.

Since it fell from the tree.

Then keep your promise.

Go get the dream fruit.

After his spiritual energy dried up, he practiced very slowly.

Aura comes from dream space and dream fruits.

But the good thing is.

Every time a dream fruit is collected, the spiritual energy in the dream space will become richer.

And so on.

The speed of practice naturally increased gradually.

However, the dream space has its limitations.

The spiritual energy inside is directly integrated into one's own body, and cannot be taken out at all. It can only be used for cultivation.

Otherwise, he really wants to extract some spiritual energy and use it to cultivate ghost servants.