Qing Lei City

"She claims to be entrusted by someone to save me, but who could it be?"

"Back then when only the four of us came to this world, would it be Zhang Ziliang or Li Wanqing?"

Qi Tianxin paced back and forth in the cave, who had been waiting for her all night, with an anxious and uneasy expression on her face.

With a dull sound, Zhuo Lian led Tu Qinshan into the cave.

Qi Tianxin was stunned when she saw Zhuo Lian who had regained her original appearance. For some reason, an inexplicable jealousy rose in her heart: what a, what a beautiful woman.

Qi Tianxin saw Tu Qinshan behind Zhuo Lian and couldn't help crying with joy: "Tu Qinshan, you are still alive."

"I didn't expect that I would be able to meet you alive." Tu Qinshan hugged Qi Tianxin in his arms with his withered body, trying to give her the rare warmth.

"Cry if you want to cry, cry, cry..." Tu Qinshan slowly stroked the hair of the woman in his arms. He hated himself for being incompetent, and for being an ordinary weakling.

Qi Tianxin listened to the still strong heartbeat, weeping and sobbing, tears silently wet the skirt of his clothes.

Zhuo Lian shook her head lightly, flicked a strand of spiritual power into Tu Qinshan's body with her fingers, and then left the cave, looking at the sky outside alone.

"How to arrange the two of them."

"From the observation of their aptitudes, although they can practice, they have already passed the best time for cultivation,"

"Especially Tu Qinshan, it is the limit to have two or three layers of realm in this life, and Qi Tianxin is not much better."

"There is no way to bring such a person back to the sect."

Thinking of the only relatives and friends who are going to die of old age, but she has to live alone in the world, Zhuo Lian feels a little sad: the road I am going to take is destined to be a road that is universally enemy and eternally lonely. Who can walk with me? How about going on?

After a long time, Tu Qinshan took Qi Tianxin's hand and walked out of the cave slowly.

After being nourished by spiritual power, Tu Qinshan's body has healed a lot due to overwork these years, and the rest will take some time to recover on its own.

Tu Qinshan pulled Qi Tianxin to kneel on the ground: "Thank you to the gods for saving us from the fire and water, but Tu Qinshan has nothing to repay."

Zhuo Lian waved her hands lightly, and helped them up: "Get up, if you want to thank, thank Zhang Ziliang."

Hearing the news of his best friend, Tu Qinshan was overjoyed: "It's really him, can Shangxian tell us where he is now?"

"He," Zhuo Lian's eyes flashed a strange color: "He is now in Tianji Sect. After I settle you down, I will notify him to come to see you."

"Thank you, Shangxian." Tu Qinshan looked at Qi Tianxin next to him, he seemed a little hesitant, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

"Just say what you have." Zhuo Lian smiled inadvertently when she saw that he was hesitant to speak, "If there are some requests that can be fulfilled, I will not shirk them."

"Please teach me spells, I want to become a strong man, and I want to protect important people." Tu Qinshan clenched his hands tightly, and his knuckles made a crisp sound.

"This matter... this matter is simple, but how much you can achieve depends on your own." Zhuo Lian nodded at the two eyebrows, and the Tianji sect's Qi training method fell into the minds of the two.

"Let's go, take you out of here first."

Zhuo Lian intends to settle the two of them in the nearest mortal town first, and after they recuperate for a period of time, she entrusts Zhuyin to bring them back.

After all, it is impossible for her to take two ordinary people through the clouds and fog all the time, that would be unbearable.

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After several days of practice, Zhang Ziliang has completely guided the spiritual power that wandered around in his body to his dantian.

"A lot of that magic power still dissipated on its own, but even so, it allowed me to make great progress in cultivation and entered the mid-term realm,"

"Although the free ride is gone, the reward has been received, and the realm has been greatly improved because of it. This trip is a blessing in disguise."

Zhang Ziliang stretched his lower limbs vigorously, slightly stretched his limbs that were stiff due to sitting cross-legged for many days, and when he got out of the cave, he turned into a thunderbolt and rushed towards Qinglei City.

He rushed non-stop for half a month before finally seeing Qinglei City.

Qinglei City rose from the ground and was built on the hillside. It was extremely majestic, and it was dozens of times larger than the Dongri City he had seen before.

"It's really a sea of ​​people. Looking at it at a glance, it turns out that there are many people walking around, building foundations like dogs, and there are many law enforcement teams composed of practitioners patrolling."

Zhang Ziliang couldn't help admiring such a prosperous and stable scene: This is a good place to live and work in peace and contentment.

What caught his attention the most was a huge island floating in the mid-air above Qinglei City. The island was surrounded by tumbling mist and spirit birds, like a city in the sky.

"Tsk tsk tsk, such a big island is on the head, but it doesn't block the sun at all. I don't know what kind of treasure it is."

Zhang Ziliang asked the owner of the hotel where he was staying, and then he learned that the giant floating island was a magic weapon made of huge spiritual veins.

"In addition to the city lord and a group of dignitaries living on it, there are also some monks who have paid a lot of spirit stones to live and practice outside."

Zhang Ziliang was like a country bumpkin entering the city, pestering the shop owner to ask this and that, but the shop owner saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he started chatting with him.

The two talked left and right, chatting very speculatively.

"Hey, brother, I don't know your last name?"

"My surname is Zhang, and I have a dry character for each name."

"Hey, what a coincidence, my brother's surname is also Zhang, maybe we were still the same family a hundred thousand years ago."

Zhang Ziliang talked about the big brother on the left and the big brother on the right, and he flattered the shop owner very much.

With a smile on his face, he asked cheerfully, "Brother, may I ask you for someone?"

"Brother, tell me and listen."

"A woman named Kang He."

"Well, Kanghe..." The store owner twirled the beards on his chin with two fingers, and said after a while: "Brother, I have been in Qinglei City for hundreds of years, and I have never been here. I haven't heard of such a person, but maybe the person you mentioned is not well-known, so I don't know about it, brother, so it's not surprising."

Zhang Ziliang was rather surprised to hear that there was no such a number one person as Kang He, but he believed that it was mostly due to Kang He's lack of fame.

Zhang Ziliang pondered for a while, then asked about the teleportation array: "Then, do you know that there is a teleportation array in Qinglei City?"

The shop owner nodded first, and then shook his head: "That's true, but I think you'd better save it."

"Why is that? Could it be that there are some restrictions on using this teleportation array?" Zhang Ziliang was a little puzzled by this sentence.

"It's not that there are any restrictions. If it's far away, I'm afraid you can't afford it. If it's close, hey, you can get there if you work hard."

Seeing Zhang Ziliang's attitude of not giving up until he reached his goal, the shop owner shook his head: "Chengdong, you'll know when you go."