Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland

In the world of immortality, Hongyun Sect, Chen Wang returned here.

He made a good start in winter,

Next, just wait for the formalities and go through the normal process.

The Hongyun Sect was full of spiritual energy. Chen Wang was practicing at the Hongyun Sect, refining the elixirs in his hands, and the mysterious fire in his body became more and more fierce.

"According to this momentum, in more than a month, if there are enough elixirs, we should be able to break through to the ninth level!" Chen Wang's eyes lit up.

The elixir he was talking about was Jin Sheng Dan, but Gui Yuan Dan and Xiao Huang Long Dan were still less effective.

If you rely on that kind of elixir, it will probably take more than two months, or even longer.

"The magical weapons that are no longer in use should be disposed of in exchange for spiritual stones and elixirs."

"Besides, some of them are too conspicuous."

Chen Wang thought for a moment and came to the market.

Baibao Pavilion still has its antique appearance and looks very dignified.

It's just that everyone he knew well is now dead, and he needs to start over.

The female cultivators here at Baibao Pavilion are all outstanding in figure and temperament. Chen Wang came here last time.

The extremely delicate-looking Song Qing came forward and said, "Fellow Taoist, what do you need?"

Chen Wang said calmly: "Sell the magic weapon."

Song Qing said softly: "I wonder what kind of magical weapon it is?"

Chen Wang took out the flying knife,

This flying knife seemed to have been recognized during the turmoil, so Chen Wang wanted to get rid of it.

"High-grade magical weapon." Song Qing looked at it with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Looking at Chen Wang's dress, he doesn't look like a wealthy casual cultivator.

Song Qing said softly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, follow me."

The person who received Chen Wang was not only Song Qing, but also a slightly stout middle-aged man with a smile and a friendly look.

This is the new deacon of Baibao Pavilion, his surname is Liang, and he is extremely kind.

Chen Wang disposed of the three-inch flying knife, some monster meat in his hand, and some damaged blackwood bracelets, and exchanged some elixir resources.

Among them, there are two Golden Holy Pills alone.

The previous deacon Wang died in the turmoil.

I don’t know if there are any records for customers like Chen Wang, maybe one piece has been lost.

These two people didn't know Chen Wang at all.

A lot of people died in Baibao Pavilion last time.

Chen Wang exchanged a batch of elixir resources here, which was enough for him to reach the ninth level of Qi training.

"Fellow Daoist Chen is really generous. Come to our Baibao Pavilion again if necessary in the future."

The friendly Deacon Liang said.

"Okay." Chen Wang said lightly.

"Would you like to take a rest here? This is our first time dealing with you. You can arrange for a female cultivator to relax here," said Deacon Liang.

This is the repertoire of Baibao Pavilion, which has its own female nuns dedicated to serving guests.

Of course, not all guests are served.

Chen Wang was suddenly in business with hundreds of spiritual stones, so he naturally had to take it seriously.

Chen Wang shook his head and declined.

He had already enjoyed it in the cold winter, and he didn't have so many emotions accumulated in his heart.

Now I just want to focus on breaking through to the ninth level of Qi training.

He was not in a hurry to deal with the female stall owner, and planned to return to his residence to take pills and practice.

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After Chen Wang left, the friendly middle-aged man, Deacon Liang, waved his hand.

A burly man came over and said respectfully: "Deacon Liang."

This friendly man smiled slightly: "The person who came just now was very generous and exchanged magic weapons for elixirs. I guess it was at a critical moment in his practice."

"I feel like he still has some treasures in his hands. Find a few people to test the waters."

"If there's no problem, kill him."

The burly man smiled lightly: "Okay."

This burly man is brutal in his methods. He is a monk in the late stage of Qi training.

After the last turmoil, Baibao Pavilion recruited many people this time.

The deacon sent this time looked a little ugly.

After he left, the handsome-looking Song Qing came to Deacon Liang and said softly: "When he came that day, I thought he was a poor casual cultivator. I didn't expect him to be so rich."

Deacon Liang’s name is Liang Shan. He didn’t tell his name before. Otherwise, Chen Wang would definitely have some experience.

This name is too quaint.

At this time, Liang Shan smiled faintly: "People should not be judged by their appearance. Some people made a lot of money after the last turmoil. These things came from evil sources, so they took advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune."

Song Qing said: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"I see that this person's eyes are restrained and he is not easy to deal with."

Liang Shan was indeed friendly on the surface, and smiled slightly: "What do you think?"

Song Qing smiled sweetly: "How do I know? I'm just a weak woman who is always bullied."

Liang Shan laughed and pulled her into his arms.

Soon, this pretty girl's clothes were messy and her face was red.

"What are you going to do in broad daylight?"

Liang Shan laughed loudly and touched her legs: "It's only interesting during the day. If Lao Wang doesn't die, how can I have this opportunity to come here?"

The Lao Wang he mentioned was Deacon Wang who had dealt with Chen Wang. He was a very disciplined person.

Song Qing snorted and said, "Be careful with your hands, otherwise people will think I'm a fox!"

Her way of refusing and welcoming made Liang Shan's desire even more intense!

After holding her, touching and kissing her, Song Qing finally left with a blushing face.

Liang Shan was even more interested when he saw her like this: "Don't go anywhere else at night, come to my room."

His tone was somewhat commanding.

This person was greedy and lustful, and his eating manners were extremely ugly, which was completely different from the rule-abiding Deacon Wang.

Song Qing, who had a delicate appearance, blushed and nodded gently,

"I know."

Liang Shan looked at her figure, which was like a willow in the wind, and smiled slightly.

He liked the young woman's reluctant but welcoming look the most, which made him feel very accomplished.

But he didn't notice that Song Qing's eyes were extremely cold when she turned her face away,

and cursed in his heart: "Little chopsticks! Every time, you're done before I feel comfortable."

It was just a moment, and this very delicate young female cultivator returned to her normal appearance.

Just now, she asked Deacon Liang for leave and was going out for a while.

Deacon Liang was burning with anger at this time, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Do you have the magic weapon of the Hehuan Sect in your hand? This kid has a dirty background." The young female cultivator thought to herself.

She left the market, put on a mask on her face, changed her clothes and quietly slipped out.

At this time, the burly man in the Treasure Pavilion was leading three people away.

The young female cultivator Song Qing was following these three people.

She was an undercover agent of the Hehuan Sect, lurking in this market.

Now the review here is extremely strict. She was able to sneak in because of Liangshan, who controlled his mind with his lower body.

The female disciples of the Hehuan Sect practiced charm skills.

For her, a weak body could not satisfy her at all.