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Chapter 6 Pursuit

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    Instead of facing the east of the sunrise, he turned his back to the rising sun. Lin Qi wanted to go back first, to the town where he had been raised for eighteen years.

    The small town looked different from yesterday, it was messy and lifeless everywhere, everyone had already escaped, walked through the empty streets alone, and returned to the lifeless Lin Mansion, there were a few desolate sounds from the sky  The crow chirped, looking at the dead people in the Lin family, Lin Qi felt pain in his heart.

    "I can't let you just be like this, the Lin family still needs to pay attention to the Lin family."

    Since Lin Qi already has a plan to go out and pursue it, he may not return to Lin's mansion in a short time, so he can't let it go. Those who were originally members of the Lin family have a safe life and a buried death.

    Lin Qi first picked up the corpses of the relatives and servants in the family one by one, he could only fight one at a time, so his speed was not fast, and Lin Qi couldn't find a suitable Feng Shui master to look after the dead.  place, then he moved all the corpses to the ancestral tombs of the Lin family.

    It took a whole morning just to move out these corpses, and the remains of several dead grass bandits were also moved out by Lin Qi, but these people could not enter the ancestral land of the Lin family, so Lin Qi had to move these people out.  All the corpses of the dead were moved to the mass grave, and he spent half an hour digging a big pit to bury the remains of seven or eight grass bandits together, and then set up a rotten wood and stone as a monument.

    Back in the tomb, Lin Qi started digging again. He buried each innocent body individually, and then set up a bluestone as a monument, which can be regarded as safe in the ground.

    Back in the Lin Mansion, the sun was setting, and Lin Qi was exhausted physically and mentally after a busy day, but he didn't feel hungry, maybe he wasn't in the mood at all, only the deep exhaustion in his heart was what Lin Qi felt  After seeing everything, he sat on the grand master's chair in the Linfu hall, recalling that he was a carefree young master a day ago, but now.

    Troubled thoughts lingered in his heart, and Lin Qi, who was suddenly tired, leaned on the familiar wooden table and fell asleep.

    Consciousness is already asleep, only a drop of crystal tear shed from the corner of his eye can guess how sad his heart is.

    The stars alternately rose in the east, Lin Qi woke up early, and today is the time.

    Lin Qi packed up everything in the Lin Mansion, then took some needed supplies, locked the gate of the Lin Mansion, turned and left, facing east towards the expectation in his heart.

    As soon as he entered the mundane world, Lin Qi's clues were only one east and one purple shirt, so he followed these two clues along the way to the east, saw mountains and climbed mountains, met rivers and crossed rivers, but no matter how Lin Qi searched for him, he still had no clues.  .

    Lin Qi was always looking for it during the day, and at night, he opened the secret book of impermanence alchemy and read it carefully, and groped for his cultivation as a pulse-breaking monk according to the above method.

    And he gradually got farther and farther away from Qingdu Town, the information about Zishan and his father in his hands gradually became clearer, and his cultivation base gradually became clearer.

    He can gradually feel the aura of heaven and earth everywhere in the world, and he can also absorb it into his dantian through the nine spiritual veins on his body, but the book says that a normal monk has 108 spiritual veins all over his body, and he only has  Jiutiao, then opening up the remaining spiritual veins in the body is what the monks who break the veins practice.

    But opening up spiritual veins is a very painful process, just like using a thin needle to go through the meridians in the body.  Forming a pill, he forgot the pain in his body, and Lin Qi gradually forgot the time in such an environment.

    Time flies and time is ruthless, half a year has passed.

    And Lin Qi also came to a magnificent city, which is the capital of this country and is extremely prosperous.

    Lin Qi lives in a simple inn in a corner of the city. At this moment, he is sitting cross-legged on the bed, his weather-beaten face has washed away some of the youthful innocence, and his eagle-like eyes are becoming brighter.

    His hands were placed on his knees in a magic gesture, and the suction power of a hundred spiritual veins was aroused all over his body, absorbing the spiritual energy in the world.

    After half a year of painstaking practice, Lin Qi has opened up a hundred spiritual veins with the help of the mystery of impermanence alchemy and the help of mana left behind by loneliness, and has ushered in the end of the stage as a pulse-breaking monk.

    After a period of time, Lin Qi's eyes opened, and a stream of fresh air gushed out from his eyes, and his breath was steady and full of energy.

    "There are still eight spiritual veins left, and I can advance to the cultivation level of the Qi training period. The most important thing is, finally, finally haveLin Qi tightly held the hilt of the sword, and with the sound of a sharp blade, a slightly shimmering golden sword came out of its sheath. The faint light of the sword raised a breath, and rolled away the dead leaves on the ground. Lin Qi pointed at the opponent's whole body  Putting his heart into the sword, he also directly replaced conversation with action.

    Seeing this, the other party knew that there was nothing to talk about.

    "I see. Do you want to prove yourself? Have courage. Do you understand the difference in cultivation?"

    The purple-shirted man also slowly pulled out his long sword from his back. It was really a long sword. The blade was slender like a leaf. He raised his shoulders and held the tip of the sword and landed on the ground. The bone-piercing cold light frightened Lin Qi. In this life, life and death faced each other again.  It's for a monk.

    However, there is no reason to take back the sword once it is out of the sheath, and you have to ask why the sword is thinking. For the most important concern in your heart, this battle must be won!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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