Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

That night, a bonfire was lit in Shangao Village and the villagers sang and danced around the bonfire.

During the day, the villagers chopped off a thick, hairy thigh of "Wong Tai Sin", cut it into pieces, and roasted it over the campfire.

The fat sizzled out of the meat.

Many villagers gathered around the corpses of the demons, eating them with big mouthfuls, smiles on their faces.

The flesh and blood of this demon contained a lot of essence. After eating it, many young men in the village became fatter and stronger, and they felt incredibly healthy.

Even the village head looked radiant and energetic.

As the village head was eating, he suddenly remembered something and called out to a young man, "Hurry up and send a portion of this roasted meat to Young Master Shen. We can't eat alone and forget our benefactor."

"Hey, Sanlangzi has already given it to me. I am an immortal, I don't like these filthy things, I won't eat them."

The village head was surprised and looked curiously in a certain direction of the village.

In Shangao Village, in a neat earthen house.

Shen Qing sat cross-legged on a flat wooden bed, with a faint layer of spiritual light surrounding him.

He closed his eyes, concentrated, and made hand seals with his hands, and began to refine the precious medicine and magic pill in his hands.

Generally speaking, demon pills contain many impurities and violent energy, which need to be neutralized with other medicinal materials. However, this is not necessary for Shen Qing, who has now reached the Yuanshen realm.

He can use his soul to remove the impurities and violent energy in the demon pill, and after removing the impurities, he can take the demon pill directly to strengthen himself.

After a day of refining, Shen Qing had refined the dozen or so demon pills in his hand.

His mind moved, and his physical and spiritual strength began to circulate.

He swallowed those elixirs and magic pills one by one, and they turned into trickles that slowly merged into his body.

Every drop contains tremendous vitality and pure energy.

As these precious medicines and demon pills were refined, Shen Qing's aura gradually became deep and powerful.

In his body, spiritual energy continued to flow through his blood, flesh and meridians, following the specific route of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Bright lights appeared in the acupuncture points, connecting into one and forming a mottled and complex route.

Gradually, his skin began to glow with a translucent color, and the spiritual energy fluctuations surrounding his body became increasingly stronger.

With the nourishment of this power, every time Shen Qing's spiritual energy circulated, his cultivation improved, his injuries were alleviated, and even his damaged soul was repaired.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qing came out of his practice, regained consciousness, slowly exhaled, and activated his soul.

I saw another identical 'Shen Qing' rushing out of his body and hovering in front of him.

There were many fine cracks on one of the arms of this spirit. If you look closely, you can find that there was a thumb-sized part missing. This was the result of the forced use of the ancient broken blade that day.

If we want to repair it, it will probably not be done overnight.

Under Shen Qing's control, the soul, shining with golden light, stretched its body and moved away from the main body.

The soul came to an unknown barren slope and stood quietly.

After waiting for about a moment, Shen Qing felt gusts of cold wind blowing towards him, as if knives were falling from the sky, making it difficult for him to resist.

He secretly estimated in his mind that this time his soul could fly two miles away and last for a moment.

Compared with the past, there has been great progress, but there is still a long way to go before reaching the true state of air travel, where one can turn the soul into a second life and roam the universe.

The current time and distance have reached the limit of what his soul can bear.

Shen Qing did not stay outside any longer and returned to his main body.

He rushed along the way, but in his heart he was thinking about his next plan. At this moment, Ji Zikong directly killed his clansmen in front of the world, which clearly showed that he had completely exposed his cards, put aside his identity as an emperor, and wanted to take all the spiritual martial arts opportunities for himself in order to gain the great way.

In addition, the major families intentionally raised demons, which led to demons running rampant throughout the world and devouring human lives everywhere.

Shangao Village is just one of them.

This world has lost its order and chaos is coming.

In such a turbulent time, he was being targeted by Ji Zikong. He never knew when he would be retaliated against. If he was not careful, he would end up dead.

"It seems that I have to improve my strength as soon as possible." Shen Qing thought to himself: "If I face Ji Zikong again, I must at least reach the perfection of the Sky Traveling Realm to have the strength to fight him. The cultivation of the Unity Realm is too powerful, and it is difficult to kill such a martial artist."

"The spiritual energy here in Jinzhou is still too thin and not suitable for cultivation. I have to go somewhere else when my injuries get better."

Shen Qing thought about it and made a plan.

Putting his thoughts aside, Shen Qing continued to sit cross-legged and practice the Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique.

The spiritual energy in his body began to surge, and as it circulated continuously, the spiritual energy in his body became more and more abundant.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qing suddenly woke up from his practice.

He opened his eyes, and there was a gleam in them.

At this time, he found that all the injuries on his body had recovered and he was no longer in danger. He even gained some insights in the process of fighting with Ji Zikong, which helped him improve his cultivation.

"It's almost time, it's time to go."

Shen Qing stood up, feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, and was in a good mood.

He pushed the door open and saw the little girl Niuniu dancing alone at the door.

When she saw Shen Qing, she was pleasantly surprised and said, "Big brother, you finally came out."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "Have you been here all the time?"

Niuniu nodded and said innocently, "Yes. People in the village say that you are a 'real immortal' and don't need food or drink, but I am worried, so I still come here to see you."

"Niuniu, ask your father to come over so I can ask them something."

"My father has gone out to work and won't be back until noon."

Shen Qing asked: "Is the head of your village here?"

The little girl Niuniu nodded and said, "Yes, he hasn't gone out these two days."

"Okay, I'll go find him, you go back." Shen Qing took a step and walked towards the headman's house.

The little girl Niuniu called out to Shen Qing: "Big brother, are you leaving?"

Shen Qing paused for a moment and did not answer.

When Shen Qing rushed to the headman's house, the headman was sitting on the doorstep smoking welding fumes as usual.

When the village head saw Shen Qing coming, he quickly stood up and said servilely, "Master Shen."

"I want to ask you something." Shen Qing stepped forward and said.

Shen Qing killed the yellow-skinned beast and saved the entire Shangao Village, which was a great favor to the dozens of people in their village.

Even though the head of the village was confused about other things, he was very clear about this kind of right and wrong. He hurriedly said, "Master Shen, just ask me. I will not hide anything I know."

Shen Qing asked: "I want to ask you, do you know the Huangtian Sect?" (End of this chapter)