Now that the gate of the Xuan Realm is gone, there is no need for them to guard Kyoto anymore. Moreover, Kyoto is also an empty city now, and the people dare not go back for the time being. Because those people in the Five Elements Continent will definitely go back to check.

If you find that the gate of the Xuan Realm is gone, it will definitely be destroyed.

If anyone is there at that time, the killing will be a disaster.

When Qin Ling saw Xiao Jinghong like this, the expression on his face immediately calmed down and patted him on the shoulder, "Boy, what are you thinking about again? Or are you thinking about your throne?"

"No, I'm just feeling a little."

"At a young age, I feel like a little old man. Ordinary dynasties and countries are nothing in front of cultivators. How many years can an emperor live? The strongest is only a hundred years. Look, how many years can a cultivator live? Hong Xuan may live at least two hundred years, do you know?"

Xiao Jinghong nodded, "Master, I understand."

"It's better to really understand. Your Situ clan is an ancient clan. It was only a battle that was limited by the gate of the Xuan Realm hundreds of years ago. There is no such restriction and shackles at present. It just so happens that the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish leaps!" Qinling Mountains were full of heroism, and they also infected Xiao Jinghong without realizing it.

Xiao Jinghong focused his head and said firmly: "Yes!"

While stepping out of the house with a demonic appearance in Qinling, his eyes were calm and free and easy, "Jing Hong, I will give you a word today. When I feel uncomfortable, remember to look forward to the road, not backward."

"Look forward?" Xiao Jinghong was confused.

"Don't understand? Sigh aftertaste."

What Qinling left him was a lonely and tall back.

A few more days later.

Mo Liancheng's injuries finally recovered completely.

Qinling also began to slip to their side. He humbly asked Mo Liancheng for advice when encountering difficulties in cultivation or alchemy. Mo Liancheng almost knew everything and taught him everything he could. And how much Qinling could learn and master it depends on his own understanding and qualifications.

During this period, Qinling and Mo Liancheng refining alchemy together, not only obtained some precious alchemy recipes, but also made rapid progress in alchemy. In terms of cultivation, pills were piled up and refined, and there were also obvious progress.

For the rest of the time, Mo Liancheng occasionally refines elixirs.

The Qinling Mountains took out all the harvests in Moyang and picked them by Mo Liancheng.

He was a thug next to him, observing Mo Liancheng's alchemy technique. Xiao Jinghong was practicing hard in another room, studying medical books, etc., and grasping every minute and every second. Qu Tan'er was not idle either. He usually sat cross-legged and meditated and meditated, closing his eyes as if he was sleeping, and not sleeping.

Xiao Mengmeng broke through the first level and advanced to the second level.

However, I seemed to have become much lazy. I only maintained one position every day, lying on Qu Tan'er's shoulders without moving, and I didn't even move for a moment. I occasionally opened my eyes in a daze, looked around and then fell asleep.

Mo Liancheng and others also tried to chat with Xiao Mengmeng.

It turned out that it was full of confusion.

Obviously, this monster is...the wisdom has not been restored?

Two days later.

On this day, Mo Liancheng and Qinling were refining alchemy.

It was originally a pill, but suddenly it trembled due to the Nine Sky Tower and the pill was destroyed.

He frowned slightly, and Qinling was also surprised.
Chapter completed!