After half a stick of incense, Nie Wushuang landed on the ground with a thunderous breath, and the injuries on his shoulders improved, but the spiritual energy in his body was like a flood, jumping up and down in his body, causing Nie Wushuang's meridians to swell and hurt. There seemed to be a huge force in his body to release it out.

At this time, the spiritual veins in Nie Wushuang's body were about to explode, and the huge power was not something he could bear at the beginning of Qi training at this moment.

Nie Wushuang flew up again, and his palms kept waving in the void. The spiritual power in his palm continued to form like a destructive and rotten palm wind swept within ten feet of his body. The sound of bangs and bangs made the manic spiritual energy in Nie Wushuang constantly release outward.

When Nie Wushuang fell heavily on the ground, about two incense sticks had passed.

Nie Wushuang only felt that his whole body seemed to have been exhausted, lying straight on the ground, his muscles all over his body were in severe pain and he could not move at all.

After lying for two hours, Nie Wushuang felt the pain all over his body relieved, and then turned over and sat on the ground. At this time, the nerves in his mind were in a state of extreme excitement. He clearly felt that he had killed his opponent and died thoroughly.

After finally calming his whole body, Nie Wushuang looked up and found that even the land around him had been turned over several times. Within ten feet, it was like a strong wind and a flood attacked, and there was nothing else. Situ Fei had long been dead and turned into ashes. He searched for it, but found that Situ Fei's storage bag had also been photographed ashes by him, with only a few pieces of rags the size of a fingernail remaining, lying quietly in a mess.

"Die, finally die!" Nie Wushuang's eyes were dull, he looked ahead, and murmured to himself: "I, Nie Wushuang, actually killed someone!"

The air was filled with bloody smell, and Nie Wushuang's whole body was still in great pain, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. At this time, he should have been even more afraid, but he really felt that he was not afraid of Situ Fei's death, but instead an indescribable excitement.

"Situ Fei, a monk, life and death are all in his destiny. When you bully me, can you think about today?" In the void, Nie Wushuang whispered: "I, Nie Wushuang, killed people today, and were forced to do so. Who doesn't know that this path of cultivation is fighting with the sky, the earth, and the people. Life and death are a common occurrence in Nie Wushuang's life in the future."

With the pace, Nie Wushuang still couldn't calm down. Step by step, he walked towards the direction of the opening of the leaf door with the light of the moon just hanging onto the sky.

After a stick of incense, Nie Wushuang walked under the lintel of Kaiyemen with blood all over his body. The pair of golden couplets under the moonlight shone with light.

"Cultivate life and death! Cultivate life and death!" Nie Wushuang clenched his teeth, crossed the mountain gate with one foot, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards the direction of the Cedar Peak.

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The moonlight is like water, in the small room on the third floor of Wangdan Tower.

Li Youqian and the old shopkeeper stood respectfully on both sides. A middle-aged man wearing a gray cloth gown sat on a sandalwood chair, looking at the Huiqi Dan lying quietly in his hands with a serious expression, without speaking for a long time; the whole hut was silent.

After a while, the middle-aged man suddenly looked up and spoke in a low voice: "Have you found out?"

The old shopkeeper said with a heartache: "Yes, this boy is named Nie Wushuang. He is a tragic servant in the open Yemen. His cultivation is hidden at the first level of Qi training, but in fact he is the third level of Qi training. After he left the Dan Building, he went to the Xiaochen Dharma Tool Shop, and was a fool by his friend, and he killed a lot. He bought a hairpin that was not worthy of a spirit stone. Then he wandered around and ate and drank. He was robbed by a fifth-level Qi training disciple named Situ Fei on the way back to the open Yemen. He even ate two such Qi recovery pills in your hand, knocking Situ Fei to ashes, and he couldn't find half a piece of meat, and then went back to the Open Yemen."

The middle-aged man sighed, his face full of pain: "The best pill! Even if it is just a first-level top pill! Is this kid crazy? Eat it like a candy bean? Why don't you stop him? You can destroy it at just the fifth level of Qi training." When he said this, the man sighed again: "Oh, this is good, at least it will avoid alarming the snake. Li Dangjia, look at where did this thing flow out?"

Li Youqian stepped forward and shook his head and said, "Elder Mo, my subordinates have been thinking about it. In the future, except for the land of our human race, other tribes are not good at elixirs. The elixirs of the demon race have demonic energy. The elixirs that have been for tens of thousands of years are all provided by our human race elixir masters. The barbarians disdain to use elixirs. The ghost race does not cultivate their physical bodies. Except for some specific elixirs, general elixirs do not enter the eyes of ghost cultivation."

The middle-aged man poured the best air recovery pill in his hand back into the jade bottle, took off his white fox gloves, stood up, paced back and forth in the room, and then said: "Among the human alchemists, as far as I know, there is no alchemist who can refine the best elixir. Even the great alchemist and the Dan King realm, it is impossible to purify such pure medicinal power from the spiritual herbs. Who will it be?"

Li Youqian said: "It's better to go to the Cedar Hall. With the thousand-year cooperative relationship between Wangdan Tower and Kaiyemen, it should be no problem for someone to come, not to mention that this person is just a mere servant."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, let's take a look. Please look at someone to keep a close eye. I think this guy who sells the pills is stupid, but I'm afraid the people behind him are not simple. I'm afraid they are looking for us, Wang Dan Tower is prepared. If it's a friend, it's fine. If the people from other Dan Towers do it on purpose? Then this matter is probably not that simple. Don't touch him. Oh, it's a pity that the two top-quality Qi Recovery Pills are today. Well, find a way to seduce this kid to sell pills twice! You must dig out the people behind him."

Li Youqian and the old shopkeeper nodded at the same time.

The middle-aged man said again: "If this pill is really made by this kid? Haha! Genius, genius! No matter what, you have to get someone."

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Nie Wushuang couldn't sleep all night and sat next to the square table in the stone house. He didn't dare to light the oil lamp. He placed a bottle of elixir on the table, and at the same time piled up the spirit stones he had harvested today on the table like a hill, staring at it, and the green light shining. He had been sitting like this for two hours, even though he felt a sore all over, he was not sleepy at all.

Nie Wushuang had already accepted Situ Fei's death calmly. He said to himself at the pile of things in front of him: "I'm afraid the sect will not let Situ Fei go easily, right? What if it is, life and death are destined."
Chapter completed!