Chapter 46： Young people, be temperate (1/2)

This is Qin Feng's first murder.

Now that he has embarked on the road of spiritual practice, he will definitely encounter other opponents, and murder is inevitable.

Instead of waiting until the future comes to my head, I might as well practice my courage with this scarfaced monk.

After all, this guy robbed himself, and he didn't intend to let him go alive. In that case, killing him would not cause him any psychological burden.

After he actually killed the opponent, he found that there was no discomfort and no reactions such as nausea and vomiting as reported.

After thinking about it, I suddenly laughed.

is also right. I used to read from some books that others described nausea and vomiting for the first time. It seems that it is easier to nausea than a pregnant woman who is two months pregnant.

He is not someone who has never seen blood. In the past few months alone, he has not rarely killed the beasts and poisonous insects outside Qifeng Mountain to hone his spells. Although the bottom of his heart was a little uncomfortable because of the first killing, but You don't want to vomit before you smell the blood.

Qin Feng put away the things on the three of them, and then piled their corpses together, mobilized spiritual power to pinch the magic arts, and slammed a flame in his hand.

As he reached out his hand, the flame fell on the corpses of the three people and burned.

After the death of these three people, because they have no spiritual protection, although their physical bodies are better than mortals without cultivation, they are also limited in strength, and they cannot hold the flames gathered by spiritual power.

So only a moment and a half, the raging flame burned these three murderous and over-reliable loose repairs, leaving only a few bones.

Qin Feng rolled his sleeves, and a strong wind whizzed out, blowing the ashes and few remaining bones on the ground into a dilapidated and uninhabited courtyard not far away before turning around and leaving.

Returning to the residence of Wan Yao Pavilion, he took a look at the room of his home master Qin Guanbao.

The house is pitch black, obviously, the old owner has not returned.

He shook his head, ignored these, and returned to his room.

sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced the exercises silently for more than half an hour. Only then did he feel much better, and his head was not as painful as before.

After regaining his spirit, he stretched out his hand to take out the trophies he had collected before. After looking carefully for a moment, he found that although the thin man's lancet was short, it was a medium-grade magic weapon and extremely sharp.

On the contrary, it was the pair of short hooks in the hands of the Scarface monk in the middle stage of Qi refining, but they were just a pair of low-level magic artifacts.

As for the woman's crock pot, although it is considered a middle-grade artifact, the artifact itself does not have the slightest power of offensive and defensive power. It can only be used as a vessel for cultivating poisonous insects.

Then he began to adjust the spiritual energy in the collective to wipe away the remaining spiritual imprints in the three storage bags. After nearly a night of effort, the spiritual energy in the body was almost exhausted, and then all the three storage bags were opened.

Qin Feng stretched out his hand to pour out all the things in the storage bag, and found that although these cultivators were engaged in a costless business of killing people and making goods, they were not rich, but rather poor.

All the spirit stones in the three storage bags add up to less than one hundred.

”Bah, poor ghost!”

Qin Feng felt contemptuous.

But soon his eyes lit up and he cast his gaze on the two jade slips.

Qin Feng picked up a jade slip and probed into it, and found that it was a wind system, called ”A Thousand Miles of Storm Evil”.

This technique is a technique that has been passed down from the Kuangsha Palace in the depths of the boundless desert in the northwest. It is not only the best way to escape from wind, but it also cultivates an evil wind.

If you have cultivated to the point of achieving great success, the distance of thousands of miles will be only a moment, and the bad wind will whistle half the sky, flying sand and rocks, sweeping the sky and the earth, powerful.