Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Chu Zheng sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the open door, silent for a long time.

After a while, he got up and walked to the courtyard, fetched two buckets of well water, and took a shower. Only then did the boiling energy and blood in his body calm down a bit.

He had just absorbed the Essence of the Great Sun not long ago, and when the Yang Qi was steaming in his body, his Qi and blood were already restless.

It wasn't that he didn't understand Song Lingxue's hint just now, but he still didn't dare to cross that red line.

Once this red line is crossed, everything changes.

His relationship with Song Lingxue will never be the same as it is now. If he wants to withdraw, he will not be as careless as he is now.

He may not be able to resist the danger of the Song family.

If you can't bear it, you will die.

After gathering his thoughts for a moment, Chu Zheng changed his clothes, walked to the treasury, and began to repair the tatters Song Lingxue had picked up from everywhere.

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Time flies like an arrow, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

It's warm in early spring, and the branches have sprouted overnight.

Fu Quanliang's life became more and more extravagant, and he got tired of the dancing girls and oirans all day long, and asked Song Tonghai to replace them with another group.

In desperation, Song Tonghai could only ask someone to find it from a nearby city, and the cost was too high.

No matter how wealthy the family was, it could not cover such extravagant spending. In the blink of an eye, the money mortgaged on the ancestral home was almost at its bottom.

Money was tight, so Song Tonghai could only bow his head and borrow money from the shopkeepers of those big commercial banks.

The news of the arrival of the Immortal from the Song family was now known to everyone in Luofeng City. Song Tonghai went to borrow money, and all the shopkeepers from various shops readily agreed and lent him a large amount of money for turnover.

In this way, Song Tonghai managed to hold on, but the pressure was increasing day by day.

At dusk, the red sunset slants in front of the gate of Song Mansion, adding a touch of twilight to this ancient mansion that has gone through more than three hundred years of wind and rain.

Song Tonghai's back was slightly bent, and he walked slowly from the corner of the street under the setting sun.

A dignified master borrows money from people everywhere for people's enjoyment. This move has insulted his ancestors.

Song Lingxue stood in front of the door, with distress in her eyes: Dad, this is a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.

I don't know.

Song Tonghai let out a long sigh and sat down directly at the doorstep. The silver threads in his hair were looming, and his voice gradually became lower:

But so what...

At least these days when Fu Quanliang was around, they were not harassed.

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[You have spent a lot of effort and painstaking study, and your repair skills have finally made breakthrough progress. Now you are a first-level restorer. 】

[First-level restorer: Mortal objects that have not yet reached the highest level have no secrets in your eyes and can be repaired casually. Only the first-level objects can make you reluctantly interested. 】

[During the repair, you have a feeling in your heart and realize a low-level magical power: turning stone into gold]

In the treasury.

Chu Zheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming, and pulled out the panel.

[Name: Chu Zheng]

[Cultivation: Zero Level]

[Gong Technique: General Outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement (Level 6/Incomplete), Dragon and Tiger Body (Level 4/Incomplete)...]

[Supernatural power: The third form of Xuantian Seal (fifth level/incomplete), turning stone into gold (first level)]

[Restorer: Level 1 (0/1000)]

[Remaining number of repairs for the day: 5]

[Currently repairable: The third form of the Xuantian Seal (0/300), the first part of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement (0/1000), the second part of the Dragon and Tiger Body (0/500)]

Chu Zheng casually picked up a jade bowl with a chipped mouth. He thought about it, and in the blink of an eye, the jade bowl in his hand was as smooth as new, round and flawless.

The number on the panel has not changed, it is still 5 times.

The advancement of the repairer has changed much more than Chu Zheng imagined.

Although the number of daily refreshes has not changed, after being promoted to a first-level repairer, he can now repair all zero-level things through the panel without spending the number of daily refreshes.

But again, repairing these things can no longer bring him any experience gain.

Chu Zheng lowered his head and stared at the jade bowl in his hand. Under his gaze, a layer of aura shone slightly on the jade bowl, and after a few breaths, it turned into a golden color.

The jade bowl turned into gold, and the weight in his hand suddenly became much heavier.

Chu Zheng checked his body. Except for the loss of some Yuan Qi in his body, the other effects were not very big.

Turning decay into magic, this is magical power...

Chu Zheng threw the golden bowl aside, stood up and left the treasury.

Not long after leaving, he bumped into Song Lingxue.

You're here just in time, come with me.

Chu Zheng said casually and walked straight towards the courtyard where Fu Quanliang was.

Song Lingxue followed for a while and soon realized where Chu Zheng was going. She couldn't help but wonder: What are you going to do?

Just look at it.

Now, he has been less than ten days away from the Hundred Days of Qi Refining, and with the blessing of the dragon and tiger body, he can raise his hand with at least ten thousand catties of strength, and his strength is no longer comparable to that of a month ago.

Even if Li Mingzhou is in person, Chu Zheng is confident enough to completely defeat him with one blow.

In his eyes, Fu Quanliang no longer poses any threat.

Chu Zheng now needs enough information to determine the extent of the Song family's current situation.

Among them, the most important thing is how powerful Yeguang Pavilion is.

As soon as you step into the courtyard within a radius of ten feet, you can hear the melodious sounds coming from it, and the laughter is endless.

Song Lingxue paused, not wanting to go in for fear of getting her eyes dirty.

But seeing Chu Zheng crossing the threshold without any pause, he could only bite the bullet and follow him.

The house was very messy, with clothes, shoes and socks scattered everywhere, and wine jars and cups thrown everywhere.

Miss Song is here.

Fu Quanliang was leaning in Mei Ji's arms, with his breasts exposed and his hand holding a wine cup. His face was flushed and he looked wild. He laughed loudly and waved:

Come, come, come, sit down and have a few drinks with me, and enjoy the moon together.

Song Lingxue pursed her lips, looked back at the blood-red sunset outside the house, and didn't reply.

Chu Zheng stepped forward expressionlessly, glanced at the dancers wearing gauze beside him, and said softly:

You guys go out first.

Several dancers looked hesitant and glanced at Song Lingxue. After Song Lingxue nodded, they all stood up and walked out the door.

They just use money to do things, so naturally they have to obey the orders of their masters.

Fu Quanliang shook his head, a little confused, looked at Chu Zheng, and immediately frowned:

Wantless, who are you?! Are you disturbing my elegance?

boom!

Chu Zheng kicked the table away, stretched his hands into claws, like tiger fangs, grabbed Fu Quanliang's neck and lifted him up.

You want to live or you want to die.

Realizing that the hand on his neck was gradually exerting force, Fu Quanliang suddenly became more awake, his expression changed drastically, and he spoke with difficulty:

live!

I ask, you answer.

Chu Zheng let go of his hand, sat down on the floor in front of Fu Quanliang, and said in a deep voice:

If what you say is untrue, I will send you to death immediately.