Following the direction of the old man's finger, there was only a pile of weeds, and there was no difference. Qin Chuan was stunned, staring at this place tightly, only to see that the thorns were all over, the grass and trees were as usual, and he felt dazzled, but he never saw anything famous.

Just as Qin Chuan was about to ask, two figures came out of the weeds that Lao Dao pointed to earlier.

On the left is a scrawny man, about seven feet long, wearing a navy blue robe with a slight grease stain on it. The hair was tied casually with a belt, wrinkles crawled all over the face, and the two sword eyebrows looked very capable. The eyes are sunk into their sockets, but they are bright. Hanging from the waist is a gourd bag, which is decorated with a quaint jade ring. A pair of hands covered with burns were inserted in front of his chest, looking at Lao Dao and Qin Chuan with interest.

On the right is a man in a pale yellow robe, looking about thirty feet long, about five feet long, and plump, standing there like a mountain of meat, and standing like a dwarf winter melon when you look closely. The hair is scattered randomly, and the horizontal flesh on the face is so crowded that the eyes seem to be invisible, and there is a scar on the left side of the face, which stretches from the bottom of the eye to the corner of the mouth, which looks very hideous. I don't know what kind of belt I was wearing around my waist, and my big belly was split in two. He is holding a big cool knife in his left hand, and he is carrying his belt in his right hand. Neither eye is looking straight ahead, as if he is napping. It's just that for some reason, the smile on his face at the moment is pulling the scar, which makes it even more hideous.

Qin Chuan rubbed his eyes, making sure that there were two people standing in front of him, but he didn't know when he would appear. Earlier, Lao Dao pointed to the weeds, but he didn't see any figures. In this way, his own martial arts cultivation is still insufficient.

Lao Dao was still wearing a black robe and a mask, so he couldn't see his expression. At this moment, he leaned on the carriage, waved his right hand casually, took the crossbow arrow inserted into the carriage into his hand, and after playing carefully, he asked the two people in front of him: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, this is the heavy iron crossbow arrow that almost took the lives of our grandfather, but it has something to do with you?"

Seeing this, the man who looked like a dwarf winter melon stepped forward and saluted: "Good eyesight, this crossbow arrow weighs about ten catties and two taels, forged by a famous craftsman in the martial arts rivers and lakes, and a lot of gold and stones are added to it, and the rocket head is quenched with cold ice, so this crossbow arrow is heavier and sharper than the ordinary. Before, the carriage was in too much hurry, and we had something to ask, so we were afraid that we would not be able to stop the two of us, so we were in a hurry, and I hope not to be surprised. ”

This reason is said, Rao is a young man like Qin Chuan who has little to do, and he knows that this is a high-sounding word, how can he use a crossbow arrow to block a galloping carriage. Let's not talk about whether you know that there are martial arts cultivators in the carriage, who can resist the sudden attack of this crossbow arrow, but if you shoot without saying hello, which is a gift of hospitality. And the vanishing coachman, who had not spoken a word before, was now gone, apparently in connection with them.

Looking at the appearance of these two people, it seemed that they had a confident expectation that Qin Chuan and Lao Dao would pass by here. It's just that Qin Chuan was very curious, and he didn't see any crossbow in the hands of the two of them, so how did this crossbow arrow pass through the carriage made of fine iron?

Just when Qin Chuan was in a daze, Lao Dao replied angrily: "We are people of the wilderness, we happened to pass by here today, looking at the two faces, and the two do not know each other, you should be the wrong person." As for whether I am a martial arts person in the rivers and lakes, you don't have to worry, please let your Excellency make a way, the rivers and lakes are far away, and there will always be a time to say goodbye. ”

The skinny old man stayed by the side and stared at the two of them, seeing that Lao Dao was reluctant to report his home, so he said a little impatiently: "I am the peak master of the Lingyin Peak of Izumo Valley, Qiu Zhiyuan, the one next to me is my junior brother, Kong Nantian, we had a relationship in the inner city of the ghost city before, but you don't know it." On the body of you, a young disciple, there is an elixir from Izumo Valley, which was stolen many years ago, and according to the rules of Izumo Valley, all disciples who are outside must bring back the elixir treasures that have been stolen from Izumo Valley. If it is an ordinary thing, we can still pretend not to know, but this thing is different from others, and it has cost the valley owner a lot of attention, so if you hand it over as soon as possible, then I will let you go as soon as possible. ”

Hearing what this Qiu Zhiyuan said, Lao Dao began to fall into deep thought. Izumo Valley is located in a remote place, among the 100,000 mountains, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find its location. The territory of Izumo Valley is very large, divided into a valley, four palaces and twenty-eight peaks, dancing Xie Loutai, Qiongyu Pavilion is not very numerous, there are verses: five steps and one floor, ten miles and a jade pavilion. To be able to cast a huge building in such an environment, financial, material and human resources are indispensable.

Izumo Valley is a giant of martial arts, and its four palace masters meditate in retreat, delving into the method of refining medicine, and rarely have contact with the outside world. The peak master of the twenty-eight peaks, the refining and improving cultivation, cultivating the elixir of the stable yuan, in the martial arts rivers and lakes, there are many elixirs from here, so many cultivators in the martial arts rivers and lakes have great respect for the people of Izumo Valley, and no one can say whether there is a day to ask for help from Izumo Valley.

This Lingyin Peak is the lower peak of the twenty-eight peaks belonging to Izumo Valley, and the elixir refined is extremely beneficial to martial arts practitioners under the Combined Dao, so in the mouths of martial arts practitioners everywhere, there is a better understanding of the lower peak. But no one dares to despise Lingyin Peak because it is the next peak, after all, Qiu Zhiyuan, the peak master of Lingyin Peak, has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he is often seen in many places where medicinal materials return to their origins.

However, for Qiu Zhiyuan's statement, Lao Dao did not believe it, if they could perceive that the Mending Heaven Pill was on Qin Chuan's body, then why did the old woman in the inner city of the ghost city dare to send it away in a small black box with the meaning of Sumeru mustard seeds, so this Qiu Zhiyuan must have found the old woman in the ghost market, and after secretly observing, he knew that the old woman handed over the Mending Heaven Pill to Qin Chuan.

Lao Dao casually discarded the crossbow arrows in his hand on the ground, watching the horses from the Western Regions snort, pulling the ground with the horse's hooves from time to time, and the unknown red wild fruits next to him were delicate and moving.

Thinking of this, Lao Dao said helplessly: "Since you saw your valley master's confidante in the ghost market, why don't you dare to come to the door to ask for the elixir, but wait for us to get it, and then you wait here? This elixir is very important to you, but for us, it is bigger than the sky! If we hand it over to you with our mouths, wouldn't we be too bad?"

Maybe it's because the weather is too hot, Kong Nantian is grinning and fanning the cool breeze, adjusting the position of his belt from time to time, but the thumb of his left hand is buckled on the scabbard and can be pulled out at any time. Seeing the old man who knew that the old woman in the inner city of this ghost city was the person Izumo Valley had been looking for for many years, she said helplessly: "We received news that we had seen her in the ghost market, so we ran for decades, and finally found her traces, but helplessly her martial arts cultivation is too high, and there is a bell in hand, we really can't fight, so we can only wait and ask for it from you." ”

Kong Nantian said sincerely, and seemed to admit that the old woman was too strong, and they were not his opponents.

Hearing this, Lao Dao stepped forward and said, "You can't even beat her, why do you think you can beat us?"