Chapter 115 Jade Slips (please subscribe)
As soon as Manager Wang died, Wu Tao quickly and skillfully cleaned up the traces of fighting around him.
Then he withdrew the three-pole water and fire sword array and left quickly.
After all, Manager Wang is a disciple of the Qingling Sect. If he stays here for too long, something unexpected will inevitably happen. That's why Wu Tao made a quick decision and directly used the Three-pole Water-Fire Sword Formation.
“It has been three years, but Manager Wang has made no progress at all!”
"Three years ago it was the seventh level of Qi refining, and three years later it's still the seventh level?"
On the way back, Wu Tao was secretly suspicious, but he soon figured it out. In the later stage of Qi refining, three or five Breaking through the first level in a year is not a strange thing, unless you are the proud one.
But if Manager Wang was a proud man, he would not be a manager in a bitter and cold place like a mine. Instead, he would concentrate on training in the Qingling Sect without having to earn training resources by himself. , the sect can satisfy everything.
However, in general, Wu Tao finally had a clear idea of getting back what belongs to him.
Guanshi Wang only owes Wu Tao twenty pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.
Disciples of the Qingling Sect's main sect like Guanshi Wang would never treat casual cultivators as human beings.
Not only Qingling Sect, but also Wuquan Mountain. From the last soul-eating insect incident, Wu Tao understood that such a big sect of immortals would not treat casual cultivators as human beings.
Death is as insignificant as the death of an ant.
So, they have developed a condescending attitude. They only have twenty low-grade spiritual stones. You said that your king, the manager, is not short of these spiritual stones. Wouldn't it be fine if you gave them at that time?
Otherwise, how could we end up in this fate of life and death?
Twenty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, or the money of a meal from Manager Wang, but it was Wu Tao's life-saving money at that time.
“That’s right, most of their wealth comes from the oppression of the casual cultivators, but they never think so. Instead, they feel that the casual cultivators rely on them to survive in this dangerous world of cultivating immortals. Come down."
Wu Tao did not go back to the east outer city, but saw that there was still enough time, so he took a circle in the wild and returned to the west inner city.
On the way, he performed several bone-shifting and shape-changing techniques and transformed into several vests.
With such caution, I returned to the West Inner City.
"Under this situation, the death of Manager Wang should not be traced to me." Wu Tao thought to himself.
Back on the street where he rented, Wu Tao found a deserted place, restored his original appearance, and then went home.
It has been a month. Although he promised to come back in one month, Chen Yao must be worried to death because he is going to such a dangerous thing and the other party is Qingling Sect.
Sure enough, as soon as Wu Tao opened the door, Chen Yao heard the sound of opening the door. She immediately stopped in the middle of practicing and ran out. When she saw Wu Tao, she cried with joy and threw herself into Wu Tao's arms like a bird flying into the forest.
"Senior brother, you are finally back... Wuwu... You don't know how worried I am about you..." Chen Yao muttered.
Wu Tao hugged her, patted her back and said: "I'm back, the matter is settled!"
After Chen Yao's mood stabilized, Chen Yao went to cook, while Wu Tao After arriving at the training room, he checked Manager Wang's storage bag. After killing Manager Wang, Wu Tao quickly left the battlefield without having time to count the harvest.
Isn’t it a joke to count the harvest on the battlefield? !
Too dangerous.
Wu Tao looked at the storage bag in his hand and frowned slightly. It wasn’t that the storage bag had restrictions and he couldn’t open it. With the death of Manager Wang, the items he left in the storage bag The brand of divine thoughts will naturally disappear.
What made Wu Tao frown was that there was a Qingling Sect logo on the storage bag. This mark cannot be removed with his current means, which means that this storage bag cannot be exposed to light, cannot be used by himself, and cannot be sold.
“These great sects of immortality, each and every one of them, are really ill-intentioned.” Wu Tao felt a little helpless.
Wu Tao dispelled the helpless emotions in his heart, and his spiritual mind reached into the storage bag, but his eyes were a little moved. This storage bag was actually a storage bag in the Bafang space.
The value of this storage bag alone is no less than a first-level and ninth-level magic weapon.
But even if he wanted to use the Qingling Sect's anti-counterfeiting mark, he wouldn't dare to use it.
“What the fuck!”
Wu Tao cursed secretly. He sorted the storage bag into categories. He poured out all the spirit stones first, and there was a clatter on the ground in front of him. Just a bunch of spiritual stones.
Wu Tao's mind swept across the pile of spiritual stones, and the number of the pile of spiritual stones was immediately reflected in his heart.
This pile of spiritual stones totals three hundred and twenty-one middle-grade spiritual stones.
Wu Tao took out twenty low-grade spiritual stones from it and said: "Guanshi Wang, the spiritual stones you owe me are repaid."
"The life you owe me is repaid."< br>
Then, he looked at the remaining spirit stones and said: "The contents of this storage bag and the remaining spirit stones can be regarded as my selling expenses, reminder fees, travel expenses, and spiritual expenses. Damage fees, and the cost of cremating you in the end, so that you don’t leave your body in the wilderness and be destroyed by monsters and beasts, you’re welcome..."
"More than three hundred middle-grade spiritual stones..."
"This is quite a lot. It's not that the disciples of Qingling Sect are poor, but that they have stable income and a stable supply of magic weapons, elixirs, and spells. They don't need to store a large number of spiritual stones on their bodies, but they use these spiritual stones , in exchange for resources that can be used to practice and improve your cultivation, such as this..."
Wu Tao thought, and three jade bottles appeared in his palm.
He gently opened the cork of one of the jade bottles. As soon as possible, a scent of elixir filled the air. He tipped the jade bottle and poured a green elixir into the palm of his hand.
There is a cloud pattern on the blue pill, which is round and restrained, exuding a faint aura. Wu Tao raised his palm and slowly put it under his nose to smell it. As soon as he smelled it, he knew it.
“This elixir is much better than the Purple Spirit Pill.”
Wu Tao has long heard in the public that great sects such as Wuquan Mountain and Qingling Sect, Its disciples all have special elixirs for practice. The one from Wuquan Mountain is called Wuqi Dan, and the one from Qingling Sect is named Qingling Dan.
"This should be the Qingling Pill. It is only supplied within the sect and cannot be purchased by outsiders. Of course, the best pill is to be enjoyed by yourself..."
"Here are three bottles of Qingling Pill, ten pills in a bottle."
"This value should be dozens of times that of the Purple Spirit Pill...The most important thing is that there is no way to buy it..."
"Wait a minute. Just try practicing with this Qingling Pill and see what the effect is..."
Wu Tao put the Qingling Pill into his five-party storage bag, which was the storage bag given to him by Zhou Zhou, and then , his spiritual mind then penetrated into Guanshi Wang's storage bag.
"Eh!"
Wu Tao's eyes moved and he couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise, because something familiar in the storage bag reflected in his spiritual mind. ...
"I didn't expect that, after going round and round, it finally came back to me. I have to say, this fate is really wonderful..."
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(End of this chapter)