The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

Zhou Qihua looked enthusiastic, "Yes, great Lord of Humanity, Zhou Qihua will definitely complete your mission."

Li Qing nodded slightly and disappeared in a flash.

When he appeared again, he had arrived in a dilapidated courtyard.

There is a down-and-out scholar in this courtyard.

Huang Bingzhang, a child student who failed to pass the examination, has failed to pass the examination for more than 20 years.

Today, he had not eaten for two days and looked desperate.

He was sitting in the yard, looking at the sky with despair.

My stomach was empty, and the growling sounds kept coming.

"Oh, I think I, Huang Bingzhang, am also a young genius. I was ranked first in the county in my first child examination."

"It's a pity that I haven't been selected as a scholar for twenty years, and now I am almost thirty years old."

"What's the use of reading a lot of books when you have a poor family and no food to eat."

"Maybe I'll starve to death tomorrow."

"Hehehe..."

"Hahaha……"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and Huang Bingzhang seemed to have completely lost hope.

He didn't notice a person appearing next to him at all.

Li Qing turned her hand slightly, and a roasted chicken, filled with a faint fragrance, floated into Huang Bingzhang's nose.

Huang Bingzhang, who was still crying in despair, turned his head in confusion.

He saw Li Qing standing nearby, wearing a black robe, and his face could not be seen at all, just like a ghost.

Huang Bingzhang was so frightened that he overturned his chair and dropped it to the ground, trembling all over as he looked at him.

"You...who are you, what do you want to do..."

With a frightened face, he kept looking at Li Qing.

Li Qing raised his hand and waved, and the roast chicken drew an arc and fell towards Huang Bingzhang.

"Eat this roasted chicken first, and then we can talk slowly."

Huang Bingzhang looked at the roast chicken flying toward him and instinctively caught it.

There was a hint of impatience on his face, and he couldn't care less at this time.

The hunger in his stomach tortured him.

Canglin knows etiquette well, but Huang Bingzhang no longer cares about etiquette.

He crazily ate the roast chicken in his hand, his face was shiny and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Muscle protein makes his body feel satisfied.

In a full quarter of an hour, he swallowed the whole roasted chicken.

"Phew," a satisfied expression appeared on his face, and he exhaled a breath.

My mind went blank, and my hunger seemed to disappear with a full meal.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the mysterious man in black robe opposite, and slowly got up from the ground.

He patted the dirt on his body, wiped the oil stains on his hands, and looked slightly solemn.

"Xiaosheng Huang Bingzhang, you are so polite."

"Thank you for the roast chicken, sir. I wonder what you want me to do."

Li Qing looked at him and said lightly.

"Do you want to be fed every day and no longer be hungry?"

“Do you want to have enough money and never worry about money again?”

"Do you want to have the power to protect yourself and no longer be bullied?"

"I can help you if you want."

There was nothing special in Li Qing's words, but Huang Bingzhang's eyes showed desire.

Because these things are what he wants most, "What do I have to give."

Huang Bingzhang asked slowly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Qing's mouth. He knew that another loyal subordinate had appeared.

…

Li Qing accepted Huang Bingzhang and, in accordance with the rules of the first two cities, also incorporated the Baiwuyan and "Martial Arts" cultivation methods into him.

At the same time, some gold and silver notes were also left behind. After signing the contract, the work officially started.

In the entire Shuiyuan City, all people or areas that need to be monitored have been integrated into Ziyan.

Starting tomorrow, it will officially start operating here.

After all network nodes have been arranged, Li Qing still has ninety-six shadow paper figures in his hands.

There is one in each of the three cities, and there is also one in the Abyss Demon Cave Formation.

From now on, every city he visits will be one less. Until all the shadow paper men are exhausted, his network expansion speed will temporarily stop.

At this time, Li Qing was sitting cross-legged on a bed in an inn, and three copper coins appeared in his hand.

These are the three oldest copper coins he purchased, which happened to belong to the first three emperors of the founding of the country.

The three copper coins are Tianling Tongbao, Diyuan Tongbao, and Renqi Tongbao, which correspond to the reign names of the three emperors.

A porcelain bowl appeared in front of him. Li Qing raised the five fingers of his right hand and opened his mouth to spit out a sharp sword energy.

The sword energy flashed past the five fingers, and the blood slowly flowed out and quickly dripped into the bowl.

Soon blood dripped into less than half of the bowl, and a writing brush appeared in Li Qing's hand. The wound on his finger was healing rapidly.

Stained with blood, he began to write very tiny words on a copper coin.

The mana was injected into the blood essence along the brush, and the essence blood seemed to have a wonderful effect, blending directly into the contaminated position without slipping away at all.

The first copper coin - Tiandao coin, was written with "Tiandao Curse", a total of 100 words.

The second copper coin - the Earth Spirit Coin, contains the inscription "Earth Spirit Curse", a total of 81 words.

The third copper coin - the coin of the human heart, contains the inscription "The Curse of the Human Heart", a total of forty-one words.

This is the Red Dust Copper Coin, and all the writing is completed along with the three copper coins.

There seemed to be some strange reaction between the copper coins. They slowly flew up, forming a stable triangle.

Mysterious runes wandered on the copper coins, exuding a faint red glow.

The incantations on the three copper coins are being integrated into the copper coins bit by bit until they are completely dissolved without a trace left.

It's just that there are countless wonderful lines on the copper coins, which seem to be completely natural, and they seem to contain the breath of all things in the world.

After the refining of the Hongchen Copper Coin was completed, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Qing's mouth.

His left hand flashed again, and a green tortoise shell appeared.

He took out a writing brush with his right hand, stained with blood, and continued to write "Thirty-Six Hexagrams" on the tortoise shell.

These are thirty-six different hexagrams, all wonderful patterns composed of words, each pointing in a different direction.

Time passed minute by minute, and more than two hours had passed in the blink of an eye. The tortoise shell was already densely covered with text patterns written in blood.

Pure mana filled the air in his hands, rushing into it, and the entire tortoise shell was instantly filled with a blood-colored radiance.

The words on the tortoise shell were running wildly. Thirty-six different hexagrams are related to each other, spreading throughout the tortoise shell like a whirlpool.

The inside and outside of the tortoise shell are covered with bloody lines, and the tortoise shell undergoes wonderful changes under the injection of mana.

The tortoise shell, which was originally the size of a human head, exuded traces of black gray. The tortoise shell became more and more green, and the blood lines on it seemed to be integrated into the inside of the tortoise shell, just like natural blood lines.