It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 71 The sky is high and the sea is vast, let me swim

Walking out of the inner courtyard, Li Qinglin raised his eyes and looked around at the vastness of the universe, the sun, moon and stars for me to climb.

A sense of self-satisfaction and magnanimity arose in my heart.

From then on, he was a free man.

No one above his head dared to snatch his flesh and blood from high above.

Although, there will also be a lot of freedom to pay.

"Brother Li! Brother Li!"

Wang Meng's voice came from behind.

Li Qinglin stopped and saw Wang Meng staring at him strangely, as if looking at a monster.

"Did Brother Li meet an immortal during his pioneering period?"

Otherwise, how can we explain that Li Qinglin's soaring strength, breaking through to the level of martial artist, actually turned against Tiangang and defeated Zhao martial artist in the Bone Penetrating Realm.

"Haha, it's hard to find the wizard. How can I have such luck? It's just a coincidence that I found a nine-branch black grass in the wilderness and learned some tricks." Li Qinglin chuckled.

Jiuzhiwujingcao?
  When Wang Meng heard this, his eyes showed surprise.

"I see, it's no wonder..."

Wang Meng nodded. During his military service, there would occasionally be two lucky ones who ate exotic herbs, mushrooms, and horses.

Wang Meng thought back to Li Qinglin's past efforts in practicing martial arts, and couldn't help but sigh that God would help him who has attained the Tao.

The two walked out of the inner house together, and the flow of people on both sides became less and less. Until they were approaching the outer courtyard, Wang Meng suddenly asked,

"Brother Li, I don't know that my brother..."

When Li Qinglin heard this, he paused, patted Wang Meng on the shoulder, and said meaningfully,

"Just wait and see what happens. If the opportunity comes, seize it. Wait for the opportunity."

Wang Xian, according to this momentum of seeking immortality, must have fallen into the conspiracy of Cangtian Shihu Temple.

By then, whether he has really practiced the method of controlling demons or gods, or is trapped in the Tribulation Domain, his status in the royal residence will definitely be greatly affected!
  Wang Meng did not even need to use force to violently seize the throne.

Just wait and be the head of the family.

It's just that Li Qinglin is still a little worried. Wang Xian, aside from other things, is very determined in his pursuit of immortality. Mo really let him become a demon and become a demon king in the future!

It seems that if I have a chance, I still have to think of some way to strangle him in his 'swaddling clothes'.

Moreover, I am afraid that the news of Shuihengliu’s birth and the invasion of Jieyu Realm cannot be concealed. By then, everyone in Xiangfeng County will know about it, and there will be an endless stream of people seeking immortality...

Li Qinglin vaguely saw a bloody storm.

"what?"

Hearing the tone of the riddler Li Qinglin, Wang Meng was a little puzzled, but he had a vague understanding in his heart.

"Brother Wang, there is no need to see me off. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. We will have the opportunity to meet each other in the future!"

Li Qinglin smiled and clasped his fists as a gesture, then said goodbye to Wang Meng and strode towards the outer courtyard.

Wang Meng looked at Li Qinglin's energetic back, which seemed to be glowing with endless brilliance, and he had a vague expectation in his heart.

"As long as this person doesn't die prematurely, I'm afraid a very important person will appear when I go to Feng County in the future."

……

Return to the yard.

Seeing the familiar traces everywhere, Li Qinglin looked a little disappointed.

The well where the Jasper Yuan Chan has lived for half a year has long since dried up and is empty.

The stone at the head of the well rolled down on the wall of the well and was covered with moss.

The quilt in the house was folded in a square shape and had some dust on it.

The copper furnace for raising autumn insects had long been returned to the palace, but the mark of the furnace feet on the table still remained. In a daze, Li Qinglin seemed to still hear the rustling of insects.

That was half a year ago, when he first arrived in this world and heard the first cry of autumn insects.

There are not many things to pack, including the bedding brought from home, the rosewood given by Ruan Qi, and other sundries.

"Brother Lin? Are you really back?"

Donkey Face's voice of surprise came from outside the hospital.

Donkey's face walked in through the unclosed courtyard door, holding a delicate small earthenware jar in his hand. A faint heat rose from the edge of the earthenware jar, and a rich fragrance came from it.

He hurried into the house with an excited face and handed the small earthen jar to Li Qinglin with a rare expression.
  "Brother Lin, here, I said I would bring you fresh Feilong soup!

I just saw that your courtyard door was open, so I guessed that you were back. This can of Feilong soup was a reward that Cuicui spent a lot of effort to get from the master's family.

You have traveled far and are weak, which is when you are susceptible to wind and cold. Drink it and it will protect you from all diseases! "

Just as he was talking, Donkey Face noticed that Li Qinglin seemed to be packing things in the house, and was stunned for a moment.
  "Brother Lin, what are you..."

Li Qinglin put down the bedding he was packing, took the earthen pot, took two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, sat down with his donkey face, drank the soup, and said,
  "I have redeemed my life deed and have agreed with Mr. Wang to leave the house completely. When I am safe, I will ask someone to tell you my address. Don't cut off contact in the future." Hearing this, Donkey Face reacted suddenly. He came over with an expression that was both smiling and sad. The mist rising from the soup bowl in his hand faintly blurred his face.
  "What a good thing, what a good thing! Brother Lin will be a free man from now on, and he will no longer have to look at the faces of those dogs! Good, good way to go!"

There was a hint of crying in the donkey-faced voice.

After drinking the Feilong soup, Li Qinglin stood up, took it out of his arms and gnawed half of it, leaving a small section of the Nine-branch Black Essence Grass.

There are exactly three roots left in this piece of Wujingcao, along with the rhizome.

Li Qinglin cut off a root.

"This thing is called Nine-branched Black Essence Grass, and it is of great use to martial artists in sharpening their Qi and blood and increasing their physique.

But if I give them all to you, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing. Just put this piece away, steam it and make soup immediately when you get back, and don't go out until you finish eating. It will be enough for you to break through to the martial arts level.

If anyone asks, just say it's okay. "

It is true that Nine-branched Black Essence Grass is a rare and exotic herb, but even warriors, not to mention mortals, would not dare to swallow it hastily. The medicinal properties are too strong. If a normal person without any serious illness takes it, it will even be a highly poisonous medicine.

Donkey Face looked at the Nine-branched Black Essence Grass in front of him, a little at a loss, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But then I thought about the current situation that I had been practicing Zhanzhuang Kung Fu for half a year but had yet to achieve anything, and I thought about Hong Cuicui...

There was suddenly a heavy pressure on my shoulders.

He was silent for a moment, then stood up immediately and was about to bow to Li Qinglin or even kneel down.

Li Qinglin frowned, immediately stopped him, stuffed the Nine-branch Black Essence Grass into his arms, then turned around, picked up all his bags, put on his sword and arrows, and walked out of the courtyard like a meteor.
  "Don't act like a child! If you meet Xiao Liu, Miao Miao and the others in the future, please tell me this... Everyone works hard on the road, and thousands of miles away, the same wind comes together!"

……

Shantytown.

Chaodong Private School.

Chaodong Private School was built in the middle of Huabu Street, Changning Street, Sajin Street and other streets.

It was originally a temple, but when the incense burned out, it was rebuilt by local neighbors and used as a private school.

There were not many teachers in the private school, only three or four, most of whom were old scholars who had passed the imperial examination. However, they could not go any further and could not take off their long robes, so they were hired to educate young children in several streets.

At this time,
  In a school, two or three tall and handsome schoolchildren, full of gangster spirit, with their sleeves rolled up to their wrists, opened the door with a bang, and walked up to a boy in a slapstick manner.

This boy was sitting upright, reading and writing in a precise manner. His face was obviously a little childish, but he had a solemn and calm look like a young adult.

"Li Qingjing, the Wing Chun poems I asked you to help 'review' last time were good. Master, he was full of praise. Please help me review two more poems."

pat!

A piece of white paper was slapped in front of Li Qingjing.

Li Qingjing stopped writing, put down the book, and said calmly,

"I have to start preparing for this year's Qiu Wei and take part in the next examination. I don't have time to review it for you."

Several people were stunned for a moment, then clapped their hands and laughed.

"How young are you? You still have the confidence to take the imperial examination. Even the old master and the others took the exam for many years before they could barely..."

As they talked, the voices of several people became smaller and smaller, as if they had come to their senses.

Others didn't know it, but these people relied on spending money to buy Li Qingjing's poems, and their reputation spread throughout the neighborhood, and they became known as a prodigy.

Naturally, he knew very well that the eleven or twelve-year-old kid in front of him had so much ink that he might actually be able to pass the test in one fell swoop!
  "Three coins, let's pool our money and give you three coins, and you can write a poem about the spring rain."

These people still don't want to give up.

Li Qingjing shook his head, with a firm attitude, and picked up the pen again.

"Li, don't be so shameless! I, Zhang Xiaochui, have killed more pigs than you have eaten!
  It pisses me off. I'm afraid you won't be able to take the next medical examination this year! Your eldest brother is a short-lived ghost, I'm afraid he has already died in the wilderness!

And your sister, your old lady, don’t even think about it..."

Zhang Xiaochui was making harsh threats when he saw Li Qingjing stand up silently, put the brush into the pen holder, closed the book, and put it into his schoolbag.

Then lift a stool.

Whoosh!
  The legs of the stool danced through the slightly cold air, drew an arc in the air, and with considerable force, hit Zhang Xiaochui's forehead hard and opened him up.

Streams of blood seeped down from his forehead. Zhang Xiaochui stared blankly at Li Qingjing, who was silent but had frighteningly bright eyes.

"Hit me!!"

Severe pain came, Zhang Xiaochui became furious, and several people immediately fought with Li Qingjing.

Li Qingjing took a black punch in the eye and immediately became bruised and swollen.

"elder brother!"

Suddenly, a girl with braids appeared on the window of the school. Half of her body was squeezed into the window, and the other half was exposed outside, and she was trying hard to move in.

She held a ruler in one hand and a brick in the other, with a vicious expression on her face.
  "Hey! Eat my Tiger Downhill Fist!"

(End of this chapter)