The True Lord of Kumu even a generation of True Lords, his heart is constantly churning at this moment.

He looked at Qi Yuan and wanted to say something.

But Qi Yuan left directly.

True Lord of Dead Wood sat down, stroked his hand on the purple-scented wooden chair, and wisps of red dust rose, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the Shenguang Sect, Qi Yuan was walking his knife.

"A first-class foundation-building spirit...yellow flowers and fruits." In fact, Qi Yuan was a little moved.

The price of foundation-building spirits is expensive.

"However, the Foundation Establishment Conference requires defeating disciples from other sects to get rewards... It's too troublesome."

As soon as you want to play, Qi Yuan feels bored. It’s better to play Liver. His strength is really increasing.

But when he went to a shop and asked about the price of a foundation-building spirit, his eyes shone.

"What, worth ten thousand spirit stones? There is a price but no market?"

"There was a wealthy family who once wanted to bid for 50,000 spirit stones, but they had never bought them? They didn't even buy second-grade ones?"

Qi Yuan was a little moved.

As a great disciple of Qise Peak, the resources he can obtain every month are only ten spirit stones.

However, after offending his master, his spirit stone was broken.

  Life every day.

Some time ago, his thatched hut was leaking and he couldn't bear to ask someone to repair it, but he climbed up to the roof to repair it himself.

What kind of immortal is you practicing?

Moreover, once Qiyuan builds the foundation, the lack of spirit stones will be a huge number.

The polishing of magic power in the foundation-building period is the most consuming spirit stone.

Therefore, the foundation-building disciples of the Shenguang Sect often go out to do tasks and earn spirit stones.

"Why do you want to compete?"

"Forget it, it's too troublesome."

"It would be great if someone won by a bad person. I can stand on the moral high ground and grab it."

Qi Yuan was thinking randomly, but he was only thinking randomly.

A foundation-building spirit of this level must be protected by a powerful person. How could he grab the ground with his small arms and legs now?

After spending a day like a street stroll, Qi Yuan felt that he was a ghost fire and a young girl who said to his father, "Dad, you don't know him at all."

When he returned to the Seven Colors Peak, Qi Yuan smelled a strong fragrance.

"Spiritual carp, drunk mushrooms, northern melon..."

Qi Yuan’s nose is very flexible.

These scents greatly boosted his appetite.

"Junior sister, your pot... is all spiritual materials, and the price is not cheap, right?" Qi Yuan remembered that he had only eaten the delicious food made from spiritual materials once, and it was worth less than a spirit stone.

"Well, it's fine, only a few dozen spirit stones." Jiang Lingsu said with relief, and clapped her hands, "I'm going to build a foundation for a while. I have to eat some good things to nourish my body."

Of course, Jiang Lingsu has other considerations.

She showed some financial resources to see if it could attract the attention of the cold fairy on the Seven Colors Peak.

After all, when dark and turmoil comes in the future, the fairy on the Seven Colors Peak is probably the one who can resist it.

Qi Yuan was stunned when he heard this: "Where did you come from so many spirit stones?"

Jiang Lingsu smiled Yanran: "It's good to be reincarnated."

"Big Dog Man." Qi Yuan gritted his teeth and said that the grapes were sour when he couldn't eat them. "You added too few seasonings to your spiritual food, and the taste may be a bit lacking."

He can't afford these spiritual materials, but he can't afford even a mushroom inside.

"Senior brother, last time you made chicken soup for me, and this time I will invite you to drink spiritual soup." Jiang Lingsu said.

Qi Yuan changed his face in an instant: "It smells so fragrant, the ingredients are good, and it smells naturally."

He also took the opportunity to advertise the spiritual food made by Jiang Lingsu.

Jiang Lingsu: “…”

Sure enough, my brain is a little problem.

She gave Qi Yuan a full bowl of spiritual food.

I also served a bowl.

Qi Yuan took a bite and his lips and teeth smelled fragrant, and his mouth produced saliva.

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"It's really delicious in the world." Qi Yuan commented that this is much better than the Hex Technology takeaway he bought in his previous life.

Moreover, just this mouthful, he felt his magic power increase by a wisp.

This is no less than that in the game jade slip, he killed a level 70 monster, and his increased cultivation level was fed back to his body.

Suddenly I felt that the liver game was no longer good, so it was better to eat spiritual food.

Moreover, it is so delicious, it is much more delicious than Hex Technology and pre-made dishes.

But at this moment, Jiang Lingsu frowned: "It's a pity that the level of spiritual materials is too low, and the spiritual food produced tastes a bit bad."

Qi Yuan felt instantly that the spiritual food in the bowl was no longer fragrant.

It’s not fragrant, but he’s not polite when eating it.

  …

“Liver Game.”

It was too late to see the night, and Qi Yuan entered the game again.

As usual, Qi Yuan got out of the pit.

"All you drink and eat and eat...Liver game!"

He held the big sword and sneaked in the woods.

The clothes and clothing ban tonight are no different from the usual ones.

It seems that the harm to the demons in the clothes last night did not leave any memory for these demons in the clothes.

Soon, Qi came to the place where the demons in clothes were hung.

Xiaoxiang Sword Rain!

  The powerful punch!

Qi Yuan started hunting again.

He slaughtered the demons one by one.

And other monsters in the clothes woke up one after another.

They have no face, no eyes, no ears, and even no mouth.

But Qi Yuan could feel their anger.

If you press a mouth on them, Qi Yuan will be sure that you will hear a series of beautiful motherland words.

"Jian***day***"

Of course, these monsters in clothing cannot speak or insult Qi Yuan. They can only attack Qi Yuan and vent their anger.

Unfortunately, they all became Qi Yuan’s experience babies.

Qi Yuan is here, seven in and seven out, comparable to Zhao Yun and Wen Yang.

A few hours later, when he saw the monsters gathering again, Qi Yuan brushed his clothes and left without leaving any trace.

Afterwards, Qi Yuan dug a hole and buried himself.

He is summarizing.

"The gathering speed of monsters in clothing has become faster."

“It seems that they are growing too.”

"But I am also growing up and getting promoted again, but unfortunately, it will be slower and slower in the future."

Qi Yuan finished the summary and opened the chat interface.

He replied to a series of messages sent by Jinli as usual.

The news from Jinli was very fragmented. For example, there was a flood in the memorial, and she was a little worried; for example, the horse she was leading suddenly went crazy today, and she almost got injured.
To be continued...