"Hehe! The wisdom of our ancestors is naturally beyond the reach of our descendants. This time, if it weren't for the fact that the true dragon's blood in my body far exceeds that of my ancestors, and finally met the necessary conditions to start this game, the family's Those old monsters will never support my action.
This time, in order not to make the target suspicious, I did not hesitate to take out the precious treasures such as Black Qilin Scales and Ping Haige stored in the clan and auction them together.
And secretly spread this news among the children of the Zhenling Family, otherwise, the operation would never go so smoothly. Fortunately, the price of the spiritual stones sold is not too low. And I also got five Ten Thousand Year Spirit Grasses. Overall, it’s not too bad. That monk who took away the true spirit scales, can you tell where he came from? "The young man with the blood mole suddenly asked, with a trace of exploration in his eyes.
"Young master also knows that the purple light spiritual eye that the old servant has cultivated can only be used three times in his life. How can the old servant dare to use the last time on other people easily? He can only vaguely feel that this person is not a monk who cultivates the void. He is just a cultivator, but the spiritual herbs on his body are probably not just these five.
Could it be that this person is a member of the Min family who is best at cultivating elixirs?
Although the bloodline of the Min family is not a powerful true spirit, it is unique among the human race in cultivating spiritual herbs.
It is said that the Min family has a long heritage, and they have a unique cultivation method that allows spiritual grass to thrive in extremely harsh environments. Moreover, the Min family also has a mysterious spiritual field, which is planted with various rare spiritual plants. The children of the family know the habits of spiritual plants well and can often cultivate extremely high-quality elixirs. The Min family also has a unique bloodline technique called 'Ling Zhi Xin Jue'. Practicing this technique can create a wonderful connection between the cultivator and the spiritual plant, so as to better grasp the growth status and needs of the spiritual plant. This is also one of the important reasons why the Min family is so good at cultivating spiritual plants. "The old man surnamed Chi pondered for a moment before replying solemnly.
"The Min family, this is really possible! If it's from this family, forget it. The Min family is a vassal True Spirit family designated by Emperor Tianmiao Ling. We really can't mess with it now." The young man with the blood mole frowned tightly. Wrinkle, said slowly, with a bit of fear in his expression.
"Master Mingjian, although our family is not really afraid of the Three Emperors, it is indeed not easy to make such a powerful enemy for a few magical medicines. What's more, the influence of the Min family in the cultivation of spiritual plants cannot be underestimated. Once we are with If they become enemies, it may cause a lot of trouble." The old man surnamed Chi nodded repeatedly, his tone full of caution.
"Well! This time I used the magical power of the Purple Light Eyes to damage your cultivation a lot. After this incident is over, I will host a blood sacrifice ceremony for you when you go back to help you improve your cultivation to another level." The young man with the blood mole seemed to Thinking of something, he suddenly said to the old man pleasantly, with a hint of concern in his eyes.
"Thank you so much, Master!" The old man surnamed Chi was overjoyed when he heard this. He hurriedly bowed and saluted, his voice trembling with excitement.
The young man with the blood mole nodded with satisfaction, and then fell into deep thought. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and the expression on his face was sometimes solemn, sometimes soothing.
A few days later, as Yang Qian was driving the escape light all the way and gradually approaching the mountain range where his cave was located, in a desolate depression more than a thousand miles away from his cave, two people were extremely nervous and stood motionless. Confronted.
"Brother Jin, what is your purpose of quietly following Jin here? Did Weng accidentally offend fellow Taoist somewhere?" The person who spoke was clearly the Diao who had fiercely competed with Yang Gan for the spiritual land. Eyebrow man.
At this moment, his face was solemn and his eyes were fixed on the person opposite.
The person confronting him was the golden fat man who had appeared in the Yuque Pavilion together.
It's just that the two of them, who originally seemed to have quite a friendship, now seemed like enemies, looking fierce and ready to fight if they disagreed.
"What did Weng Xiandi say? Jin just happened to come across this place by chance, saw that Xiandi was staying here, and wanted to come over and say hello." The fat man surnamed Jin had an innocent look on his face, as if It's really just a coincidence.
"Occasionally meet? Say hello? Brother Jin, do you think he is a three-year-old child? Who would go to such a remote and desolate place for no reason? It is necessary to use the concealment technique to say hello, and then run away hundreds of thousands of miles away. Yao?" The man with raised eyebrows said coldly, his voice full of anger and doubt.
"Haha, Jin also finds this question very strange. Why did Weng Xiandi come here if he doesn't stay in his own cave to practice in peace? If I remember correctly, this is the area that Xiandi fought for to the death. Spiritual land." The fat man surnamed Jin narrowed his eyes, and a cunning look flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph, why do I need to explain to Brother Jin where I'm going?" The expression of the man with sullen eyebrows changed, and his expression became completely gloomy in an instant, as if his expression could drip water.
"Why should brother Weng Xian be angry? This spiritual place now has an owner. I was afraid that brother Xian would be too reckless and cause some uncontrollable trouble, so I followed him here. What does brother Xian want to find here? Why don't we follow him here?" How about telling me that Jin can help me?" The fat man named Jin laughed, but there was a stubbornness in his smile that he would not give up until he achieved his goal.
The man with sullen eyebrows snorted and said nothing more, but the fierce light in his eyes flashed continuously, like a volcano about to erupt.
Suddenly, a green light flashed in the void behind Fatty Jin, and an extremely slender green thread emerged out of thin air.
The green thread trembled slightly, and instantly turned into a huge green net, covering it silently.
The whole process was really silent, not a sound of wind was heard, like a ghost coming quietly.
But Fatty Jin didn't seem to notice this, and still faced the sullen man with a smile on his face.
In this desolate depression, surrounded by jagged rocks and overgrown weeds, the cold wind blew through, bringing up a cloud of sand and dust.
The man with sullen eyebrows had no color on his face, but he was overjoyed in his heart. He moved his palm in his sleeves, and a crystal blue flying knife suddenly appeared.
The flying knife shone with a cold light, as if he couldn't wait to drink blood. As soon as the opponent was restrained by the silk screen, he would immediately use the flying knife to kill him with one blow.
But when he saw that the silk screen was less than a few feet away from Fatty Jin's head, a surprising scene suddenly appeared.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, like thunder exploding in this silent place. The spiritual light shines brightly from the golden fat man's bun, and suddenly a piece of golden light rolls out.
The light was like a raging tide. After a while, it condensed and turned into a huge golden hand, like a mountain, holding the green silk screen firmly.
Golden light and green light intertwined, colliding and tearing each other, making a strange "crackling" sound, echoing in the empty depression, startling a group of perching birds.
"Old Demon Jin, is that you?"
"Old Monster Ming, you really took action yourself."
Two completely different words came out from the green light and the golden light at the same time, but one voice was full of surprises, while the other seemed confident.
Immediately, the big golden hand and the green silk screen in the air flew away at the same time. When the light converged, they transformed into a small emerald dragon and a half-foot-tall little man respectively.
That little dragon is nothing more than an incarnation that was sacrificed and refined by the master of the frowning man. The scales all over its body were shimmering with light, and its eyes were filled with a cold air.
But the half-foot-tall little man was wearing a light golden Taoist robe, with a mini wooden sword stuck in his back, and his face was so dim that you couldn't see anything clearly.
I can only vaguely feel that he seems to be not young, and there is a powerful aura exuding from his body, and he is also a being in the Void Refining Stage.
"The art of splitting souls! Old Monster Ming, you have even sent out the split souls used to avoid the catastrophe. Aren't you afraid that if something goes wrong, you won't be able to survive the next catastrophe?" The little jade dragon stared at it with fixed eyes. The villain opposite said coldly, with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry about this. Master Qianbao was so famous back then, and the treasures he carried with him shocked the two clans for tens of thousands of years. As long as he gets two or three of these, he will have no worries about the next tribulation. "Didn't Fellow Daoist Ming send an incarnation here?" The golden-robed man chuckled and said nonchalantly, with greed and determination in his tone.
"How did you know about the 'Master Qianbao'?" The jade dragon was shocked, his eyes widened, and he shouted sternly, as if he wanted to eat the other person alive.
At this time, Fatty Jin and the man with raised eyebrows stood on the same spot, their bodies seemed to be frozen, and they did not dare to move.
Fatty Jin had a flattering smile on his face, while the man with sullen eyebrows had a look of awe on his face. They lowered their heads respectfully, not daring to interrupt at all.
"How did I know this? Fellow Taoist, you don't need to know. But don't worry, Fellow Taoist, you and I are the only ones who know about this. No third party will hear about it. How about you and I working together to get the treasure together?" The little man in golden robe chuckled, with a cunning expression on his face, squinting his eyes and suggesting maliciously.
"Get the treasure together? If you really know the specific clues, why would you need to cooperate?" The little jade dragon sneered, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes full of disdain.
"Indeed, Jin took action through his apprentice, and the information he got was a bit vague, but as long as Brother Ming knows the specific things, it will be fine." The little man in gold robe said leisurely, holding his hands on his chest, looking confident Looks full.
"You're threatening me!" The Emerald Dragon's voice turned cold, his face covered with frost, and he glared angrily.
"How dare Mr. Jin do such a thing? If you say words of cooperation, there will naturally be something that will help fellow Taoists hunt for treasure. When the treasure is found, you and I will share it equally without hurting our friendship. Isn't that wonderful? Something." The little man in golden robe shook his head, waved his hands repeatedly, and the smile on his face became stronger.
"You... Huh? Someone is coming!" The Emerald Dragon was furious and was about to say something else when his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly raised his head and looked somewhere in the sky, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of vigilance.
Not only the emerald dragon, but also the little man in gold robes also flashed his eyes, frowned, and glanced in the same direction, his face also darkened.
"It seems that the master of this spirit land is back, and the time is about the same. Fellow Taoist friends need to make a decision quickly whether to cooperate. Otherwise, there will be a real commotion and alarm those old monsters in Tianyuan City. I'm afraid you and I will not know. The basket was empty. According to the regulations of Tianyuan City, all the treasures found by the owner of the spiritual land belong to the owner." The nonchalant tone of the little man in gold suddenly became serious.
The Jade Dragon's eyes flashed for a few times, he took a long breath, and then said helplessly: "Okay, Ming can temporarily agree to the cooperation, but it is definitely not an equal share. For the specific cooperation conditions, you and I can find a place to work out. Discuss. We can’t stay here any longer. I heard from my disciple that although this person is just a cultivator, his spiritual consciousness is not weak.”
"Haha, as long as my fellow Taoist said this! I'll leave later." The golden-robed man nodded with satisfaction, a proud smile on his face, and that smile was full of the joy of succeeding in his conspiracy.
He stretched out a hand and grabbed it into the void, and a small purple umbrella suddenly appeared in his hand.
This small umbrella is exquisite and exquisite, with its ribs shining with mysterious light and strange runes painted on its surface.
The little man in golden robe gently shook the small umbrella in his hand, and the small umbrella suddenly burst out with bright light. With a "swish" sound, it turned into a huge purple halo.
The halo was like a mysterious whirlpool, covering him and the golden fat man below.
With a flash of light, the two people disappeared out of thin air in an instant, as if they had never appeared here before, leaving only a slight "buzzing" sound of space fluctuations.
"Purple Maple Umbrella! Jin Lao Mo even brought out these spiritual treasures. It seems that he is really prepared! Let's go too." The little jade dragon was startled when he saw the little purple umbrella, with a look on his face. Showing surprise and annoyance.
He was greatly depressed and glared fiercely at the direction where the little man in golden robe disappeared, and then called to the man with raised eyebrows.
Then, it opened its mouth, and a stream of colorful rays of light spewed out, among which was a small five-colored misty flag.
This flag was spread out in the wind, making a whirring sound and spinning rapidly.
In an instant, a large swath of colorful clouds appeared, which was dazzling.
The colorful clouds surged, making a "swishing" sound, and rolled in the little emerald dragon and the man with hanging eyebrows. Then, like a stream of light, it "swooshed" into the ground and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a slight vibration. Dissipates slowly in the air.
The place suddenly became extremely quiet and silent.
The wind quietly stopped blowing, and the dust stopped flying. It was as if no one had been here in the first place, and everything returned to its original tranquility, except for the occasional "chirp" of insects.
After a meal, a ray of purple light suddenly shot out from the sky in the distance. In the splendid light, there was a young man in black robe with a handsome face.
He has sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a stern expression, and his body exudes a cold aura of mana.
Surprisingly, it was Yang Qian.
With his arrival, the air was torn apart rapidly, making a "hissing" sound. (End of chapter)