"The three people in Daodan Pavilion? They are all fine."

Hearing Yang Qing explaining his purpose, Du Qingzhou waved his hand and said with a smile.

After all, they are all geniuses, and with their special identities, it is impossible for the three of them to die indifferently, and there is still necessary protection.

Otherwise, wouldn’t the Daodan Pavilion run away?

Among these three people is the daughter of the contemporary sect leader of Daodan Pavilion.

"That's good."

Nodded, Yang Qing wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Du Qingzhou waved his hand.

"I understand the matter of the Youlin Mountains, but now I can't get rid of it. In this battle, I lost nearly half of the loss from the body to the concentration of my mind! If I leave now, those old monsters in fusion will not agree!"

"This...boy understands."

He nodded helplessly, and Yang Qing knew that so many people had died, the power to guard the Demon City was already a bit weak, and it was even more difficult to bear now. If Du Qingzhou left at this time, he would be immediately named a human traitor!

After bowing and saying goodbye, Yang Qing walked towards the east.

After redeeming a large number of medicinal materials, he urgently needed to convert these medicinal materials into useful elixirs.

However, the Demon Guarding City at this time was already in ruins and was not suitable for alchemy.

...

An hour later, Yang Qing didn't know how far it was.

At this time, he had already arrived in a mountain range.

In the mountains, you can borrow the power of the earth veins. For Yang Qing, there is an additional barrier that does not need to be arranged at all, which is something that Yang Qing has considered.

This is his carefully selected retreat place!

With a pinch of the magic trick, Yang Qing fell directly and sank straight down three hundred meters deep.

With a wave of his hand, he brought a large amount of earth and stone into the system space. Yang Qing opened up a small cave three hundred meters deep underground.

He took out a stove casually, Yang Qing took out a large amount of herbal medicine, sat down, and started his journey of alchemy.

...

The picture turns and returns to the Demon City.

The news that a small party is about to start will be slowly conveyed.

According to rumors, the modifications that are qualified to attend this party are extremely dazzling existences in this bloody battle, or it may be a gathering of geniuses.

One by one, the names familiar to the Southern Region scattered among the monks.

Li Canglan, Wei Yan, Gu Huairou, Cang Lianyi...

Many people were shocked at this time and realized that this battle had attracted so many geniuses!

"Is the gathering of geniuses to compare the heights in private?"

A monk who was carrying gravel said with a pinched his throat.

"This has nothing to do with us. After all, in a few years, these people will be the people who speak in various sects at different levels."

Next to him, a monk kicked the waste rock away, as if he was a little decadent.

Yes, they are both humans, but the gap seems to be decided at the moment of birth.

"It's weird. The shameless man seems to have not moved these two days. If you want to say that the entire Demon City guarding is the one who is the most qualified to be the name of a genius, but why did he have no movement for no reason?"

In front of him, another monk muttered in a low voice.

"There is still the one who was stirring up the wind and rain outside the Huacheng City a few days ago! That person is also a genius. He can take a group of golden elixirs for a walk by building a foundation! He didn't move anymore, and it seemed that he did not participate in this battle to defend the Demon City."

"When it comes to that person, I remembered a secret news a few days ago. Do you know who that person is?"

As he was communicating, someone spoke in a sneaky voice.

"Who? We are sharing hardships, let's talk about it?"

The monk who spoke first asked curiously, and he was still afraid that the other party would not say anything, so he played the card of misery.

"It's okay! Anyway, this is not a secret. Do you know the alchemy conference that was held in Daodan Pavilion once a hundred years?"

The man whispered.

When the people around him heard this, they nodded in unison.

There are only a few things that are most concerned about in the entire world of cultivation. Pills are related to their cultivation, so of course they are very concerned about them. On weekdays, they still fantasize that it would be great if they could have a relationship with the former hundreds of alchemists in the Alchemy Conference.

"Last year, there was only one real winner at the Alchemy Conference. His name was Yang Qing! He refined a fake seventh-grade Heaven-thief Pill! His skills overwhelmed all the heroes! All the older generation of alchemists were amazed!"

"You mean...that's Yang Qing?! Damn! A mobile treasure house just slipped away from my eyes! If I had known that I would have had a few words to say..."

When everyone heard the news, they all felt bitter.

"Tsk, what if you can get in touch with him? With his vision, he will take action on low-grade pills? Even if he can take action, you can't afford the price! There are many people outside who say something, and ask him to take action on 10,000 top-grade spirit stones!"

"Good! Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones! The craft of alchemy really makes a lot of money! Unfortunately, I don't have that talent."

Someone sighed and said.

"But... I heard that Yang Qing had a physical problem and hadn't refined the pill for a long time. Let's listen, just increase your knowledge, so let's continue to move bricks! At least I can change to a second-grade pill in the day."

As he said that, everyone sighed again, "Okay, move bricks! It's good to move bricks! At least it's good to move bricks in the Demon City! You can make a fortune after moving for a year or two."

...

At the east of the city, many stone houses have been built here again.

Of course, ordinary people are not qualified to settle in, but for cultivators above the Jindan realm, they are still qualified.

Look, Dao Zhijin and Zhao Qiange were sitting cross-legged in one of the buildings.

Both of them closed their eyes and rested, which seemed peaceful, but from the frowns of Daozhiqian from time to time, it was still obvious that she was a little uneasy.

This is, outside the stone house, a figure quickly sent a message and rushed into the stone house in the blink of an eye.

"There's news!"

Cang Lianyi coughed twice and said.

Daozhiqian, who was indifferent to rest, opened his eyes instantly...
Chapter completed!