Qian Yiwei was too emotional, looking at his miserable appearance, it didn't seem to be a fake, so Fan Yicai didn't pursue it anymore, but his tone was not too good.

"I offended this old man today, if it weren't for the help of a beautiful woman, it would be difficult for me to be kind. ”

Fan Yicai had a hint of determination on his face, but he retreated, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong.

Qian Yiwei finally met the monk, knowing this vast and boundless world, where is he willing to miss the opportunity, and hurriedly offered advice, "Uh~~ Actually, this old man has a weakness, which can be dealt with with money, and the two of you have no friction, not necessarily the enemy of life and death." ”

"Heh~~~ Are you kidding? A monk, do you care about such a little dung?"

Fan Yicai "smacked", took out a handful of gold leaves and threw them all at Qian Yiwei, his eyes were full of disdain.

It is too tacky to use such things as gold and silver treasures as a pastime, so what is the use of them for cultivators?

A complicated thought flashed in Qian Yiwei's heart, and he resisted the urge not to pick it up, took a deep breath and said, "Of course that bastard won't want this...... Dirt. ”

In order to express his position, he stepped on the gold leaf without hesitation, and continued, "What this person wants is something that can be bought with dung, and in this Taiyi Sect, only I know his hobby, I can help you make peace with it, and let the two of you turn hostility into jade silk." ”

"Is that so? Very well, if I can really get rid of this old thing, I won't treat you badly, is there enough of these on this ground? If not enough, I still have it. ”

Fan Yicai seemed to enjoy the feeling of being admired, looking at the forbearable greed in the other party's eyes, he deliberately took out a large handful, like a goddess scattering flowers, throwing it all over the sky, but it was like a rain of golden leaves, crackling and falling to the ground.

Qian Yiwei deserves to be surnamed Qian, in the face of such a huge wealth, he can no longer restrain himself, bends down and picks it up, and mutters to himself, "Enough is enough, too much, too much......"

Obviously, the great wealth had already overwhelmed him, and he was sent to the Halas, with his honor, unspeakably funny.

Fan Yicai looked at the obscure moon in the sky with his hands behind his back and in a good mood, "I didn't expect to see the shadow of the moon in this winter." It's like a poor place, and there are beautiful people to accompany you, so I'm really looking forward to it. ”

Speaking of beauties, Qian Yiwei seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly stood up and suggested, "Since Brother Fan has such Yaxing, tomorrow morning in the western suburbs, there is a big plum forest, and the first beauty of our sect, Ma Fairy, has a winter flower viewing party there, I don't know if you ......."

"Oh, there is still such an event in such a place, and are there many beauties participating?" Fan Yicai asked with interest.

"Many, of course a lot......! When the time comes, call the ink tiger I see today to ensure that Brother Fan has a good time. ”

"Is that beauty's name called Mohu? It's really interesting, in that case, I really want to try to touch the tiger's buttocks! remember to call me then, hahaha......"

Fan Yicai left with a laugh, leaving Qian Yiwei staring at the gold leaves on the ground with obscure eyes, and after a long time, he endured the pain in his body, squatted down slowly, and picked them up one by one.

A cold wind blew, and the moon in the sky was hazy, and it was engulfed by the dark clouds on the side.

This night is destined to be cold and bleak, and the mountain of ghost stones also uses the cover of night to seep out wisps of anger, floating in the whole world.

If someone can look at Xunyang Mountain from the sky, they can find that this piece of anger is all from all directions to a place hot ÷ books, and the darkest and most intense place is exactly where the Taiyi Sect Mountain Gate is located.

On the tip of a mountain where only one person could stand, a dark shadow stood silently. His back is a little hunched, and his body is not very majestic, but in this world, it is like a benchmark, which people dare not ignore.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the corners of his clothes rattled, and after a long time, I saw him take out a bamboo cage from one sleeve.

Bamboo cages are very ordinary, and they are not much unusual. There were a few small rats inside, and unlike the usual wild mice, their eyes seemed to be unable to open, and they were born blind. There is no fur on the body, it is just a small lump of flesh, showing a beautiful pink color.

Because of the cold, several small things shivered and huddled together, and their mouths made a "squeak" mournful sound.

At such a strange moment, the black shadow took out this, not to appreciate it, but to ...... A handful of strangulation.

I saw that he pinched the necks of these little things one by one like pinching flowers, and then took out a small porcelain bottle and sprinkled all the medicinal powder in it on the body of the little things.

As if he was afraid that the powder would be shaken off, he rubbed the little things one after another to make sure that all the powder was attached to them.

"Hey...... A feast is about to begin, come out, monkey cubs!"

As the words fell, the little things in the black shadow's hands were thrown down by him.

The place where he stood was the highest peak of the entire Xunyang Mountain, Tongtian Peak, and in this place where only one person stood on it, he didn't know how the black shadow climbed up.

It is surrounded by cliffs, and below is an abyss. The little things were thrown down, and it took a cup of tea to hear the roars of many monkeys. It was they scrambling for the mouth-watering food, and listening to the roars rising in waves, but the fight was fierce.

I don't know why the black shadow did this?

This screaming continued for a long time, until the sky was bright and a wisp of purple gas shot from the rising of the sun, and everything returned to the tranquility of looking at the sun.

The dark shadow on the top of the mountain was long gone. No one knew what was happening under the cliff, but the smell of blood that rushed to the sky could be clearly smelled even from the abyss.

This tranquility was only for a moment, and soon I heard that the beasts all over the mountains were alarmed, and they rushed desperately to this place, and for a time the beast tide surged, which was extremely spectacular.

It's a shame that this place is far away from people, and no one knows what is going on, otherwise, many powerful people would have to be alerted to come and check it out.

In the hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Lingyin Continent, there have only been three records of this beast tide. Every time, strange things will happen, thus changing the historical direction of the Lingyin Continent.

Lingyin, Lingyin, itself is not a place of the end of the spirit, its original name is Lingyin, it is a place with sufficient spiritual energy, and it has also given birth to countless powerful people, and many of the fantasy stories that have been circulated in the market have been real.

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