"There are a total of 28 spiritual recovery pills and 6 low-grade spiritual stones. Senior needs to pay 168 spiritual stones!"
"Gone?"
"Ah? What else?"
Lu Nan said: "With such a big deal, don't you usually pay a small change or something?"
Li Yu's expression was stunned for a moment, "Is it big?"
“Big!”
"Okay!" Li Yu couldn't look directly at Lu Nan and said quickly: "Then I'll give you a small amount for my senior! A total of 160 spiritual stones!"
Lu Nan smiled and said, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Li!"
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The mist fills the air.
On both sides of the main road in the village, you can still see the messy traces left by some people who fled from Fangshi.
A few days ago, there were often figures walking around these traces, but now it is difficult to see them.
Occasionally, there was one who also had a solemn look on his face and didn't say hello to anyone he saw.
What an eventful year!
Lu Nan quickly entered the house, feeling a little heavy in his heart.
In just a few steps, you can see some signs of unrest. As long as the sealing of the Iron Sword Mountain Station is not lifted, the situation in the village will continue to be bad.
In the following days, Lu Nan concentrated on practicing in the cave.
After having enough spirit recovery pills, he can be said to have made rapid progress in the practice of Qingfeng Gong, and his proficiency is almost a small step a day.
Watching the exercises become more and more proficient day by day, my depressed mood gradually improved.
In addition to practicing Qingfeng Kung, he also devotes some energy and time to cultivating the feel of the magic sword.
After practicing the exercises, he left the cave and went to the yard to play with the sword.
If you don't have sword skills, just swing it at will, or train with the simplest basic moves such as stabbing, cutting, and slashing.
The method is primitive and clumsy, but the effect is surprisingly good.
As time went by, he had become accustomed to the feeling of holding the magic sword in his hand, and was able to smoothly pull out the not-so-good-looking sword flower.
During this period, he occasionally went out, but the travel range was limited to more than 20 meters in front of the door. Any further distance was not within his consideration.
I heard that there was chaos around the village. Not only were there strange things, but there were also some people with bad intentions fighting for shelter.
"The storm is coming!"
Lu Nan sighed inwardly, went back to get a hoe, and started digging in the yard.
One day later, the yard was surrounded by potholes of all sizes.
Some sharpened wooden stakes were inserted upside down in the pit.
These things have no lethality for immortal cultivators and are not sharp enough.
If you want to use gravity to increase the threat, it means digging much deeper. That way, when the monk falls, he can react before contacting the wooden pile.
All it takes is a small self-protection technique or the use of Qinggong to solve the crisis.
If it is too shallow, it will be too late to react, but in this way, the wooden stake will not be able to hurt anyone.
Lu Nan did not expect this. As long as these traps could make the intruders panic and make some noise, it would be a success.
That way, he can be mentally prepared to face the enemy in the cave.
The great work of digging holes has not stopped.
The kitchen could no longer hold the excavated soil, so Lu Nan could only temporarily pile it in other passages in the cave.
After the fifth day, he opened the first exit, which was located in a bush outside the village.
Then, move the soil out of the hole and fill it in a large hole next to it.
As time went by, the monk community became more and more impatient.
On the sixth day, Lu Nan, who was practicing his sword in the only intact open space in front of the yard, suddenly turned around and returned to the cave.
There was a commotion outside, mixed with faint shouts.
When he came out again, it was already the third day.
"What happened three days ago?"
Lu Nan stood in front of the courtyard gate and communicated with Jiang Cheng across the street.
"It's some people nearby who are robbing houses! I heard that several Xiannong houses have been vacated!" Jiang Cheng had some anger and worry on his face.
As a fairy farmer, when encountering this kind of situation, I naturally feel a bit sad.
"Manager Zhao is still here, he probably won't watch something like this happen on a large scale!" Lu Nan comforted.
"I hope so!" Jiang Cheng sighed.
After the yard collapsed, the couple couldn't even sleep well at night, as it seemed like there were people lying outside the wall eavesdropping all the time.
Now he has dark circles under his eyes!
"Actually... I think that Manager Zhao hasn't come forward yet because he may be deliberately allowing this phenomenon to happen!" Jiang Cheng hesitated and said.
"Why do fellow Taoists say that?" Lu Nan said in surprise.
Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly and said: "Manager Zhao is neither blind nor deaf. This situation has appeared for a long time, but until now, there is no news from him. I guess this should be some information for those who have fled.
Appease! After all, there are too many of them. If we block them from the beginning, the resistance will be great. If one of them is not good, it will be counterproductive."
"When the time comes, it should come out!"
Lu Nan's heart moved.
I didn't expect that this simple-looking monk would have such a delicate side.
"What a timing!"
He sighed secretly in his heart.
Manager Zhao will most likely come forward, but I don’t know when. At that time, how many Xiannong will be able to keep their place of refuge?
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Lu Nan returned to his previous state, turning his back on what was going on outside the window and focusing on his cultivation.
With the help of the Huiling Pill, Qingfeng Kung can make a thousand miles with each passing day, and the magic sword in his hand can now change positions at will, without worrying about injuring himself during strenuous exercise.
Immediately afterwards, he began to consciously control the magic sword to leave his body and perform various basic movements at close range.
Stabbing, cutting, chopping, belting, lifting, blocking, collapsing, pressing, etc.
He found that the closer the distance, the more calm and stable the control.
When the magic sword is three meters away from the body, a certain amount of loss of control will occur. When it reaches about 6 meters, the loss of control will become more severe. 10 meters is almost the limit.
If it exceeds the limit, it will completely lose control and cannot have enough impact on it.
"No wonder low-level monks mostly use simple and direct movements when using magic weapons!"
Like magic swords, they mostly shoot enemies directly like arrows, and the distance will be very close.
Actions such as chopping, pointing, and cutting are rarely seen.
The power is second, and the most important thing is that it is beyond its capabilities.
The tenth day of practice.
Lu Nan, who was sitting cross-legged in the hole, suddenly opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth. The next moment, a feeling of happiness filled his whole body.
When I opened the interface, I saw that the Qingfeng Gong behind the skill bar had gone from proficient to proficient!
He jumped up from the bed happily and walked around in a circle.
It seems no different than before!
He ran into the water tank and looked down, and saw an old, dark face reflected in the water.
"Tsk tsk~ Gu Tianle is the best in the world of immortality!"
There is no change in his face, he is as handsome as before.
but--
Lu Nan returned to bed and took out two jade bottles.
"Try the effect of the Qi-Building Pill!"
After adjusting his condition, Lu Nan calmly put a Qi-Building Pill into his mouth.
The next moment, his face changed slightly.
The Qi-Building Pill I swallowed this time felt completely different from the one I swallowed before!