"Senior sister, don't mess around!" The clear Taoist whispered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info When it comes to the things in the hands of the Yuanying Dao Chief, how can they grab it.

Qingwen bit her lower lip and stomped her foot unwillingly, and finally listened to the words of the clear Taoist.

"Tang Sheng!" Du Yuzhu quietly pulled Tang Sheng, her eyes staring straight at the huge mermaid tears inlaid on the pillar, it was so beautiful. If these mermaid tears are decorated in her cave, it must look good. "Can we take the stuff here?"

Tang Sheng saw Du Yuzhu's eyes shining, and he actually stared at the merman and couldn't help laughing. Although the mermaid tears are rare and precious, they are only suitable for the auxiliary cultivation of the water spirit root monks, and most of them are used for decoration and lighting, and there are many treasures in the palace, Du Yuzhu actually fell in love with the most ordinary merman tears.

Tang Sheng wasn't sure if that pervert Rong Yu would want to monopolize the items in the palace. After all, he is the Yuan Infant Dao Master, if he is not willing to share, they don't want to get it at all.

"You go and take one and try it, if the senior brother doesn't object, you take it. Tang Sheng suggested that although she had a good impression of Du Yuzhu, she was not good enough to help her test Rong Yu's attitude.

Du Yuzhu glanced at Rong Yu, who was still picking and picking, he didn't seem to have a fancy to everything. She mustered up the courage to walk to the nearest pillar and pulled at a mermaid tear. I picked it for a long time, but I didn't pick it off. Du Yuzhu wanted to cry, a lit merman was just tears, why was it so tightly embedded.

Yue Zhao looked at Du Yuzhu's stupid appearance, and just wanted to support his forehead. Seeing that Rong Yu didn't pay attention to them, he secretly thought that Rong Yu wouldn't mind if they took one or two things here, and he also had the courage to walk towards the treasures in the main hall. Others are not willing to be left behind.

Tang Sheng didn't pick the treasures. She stared at the wooden sword in Rong Yu's hand. When Rong Yu pulled out the wooden sword, she felt a slight fluctuation of aura inside. This fluctuation gave Tang Sheng a sense of familiarity.

"Senior sister, do you want this wooden sword?" Tang Sheng's eyes were too focused and direct, making it difficult for Rong Yu to ignore her.

"Senior brother, can you lend me the sword?" Tang Sheng was not embarrassed by the point. She wanted to find out what that familiarity was.

Rong Yu glanced at Qing Wen, who was staring at him with fiery eyes, and smiled at Tang Sheng, "Give this sword to junior sister!" Rong Yu threw the sword to Tang Sheng.

Qingwen couldn't help but beat faster when she saw the wooden sword slashing in a beautiful arc in the air. She loves this sword so much, she wants to grab it!Qingwen lowered her eyes to cover the longing in her eyes.

Tang Sheng stretched out his hand to catch the wooden sword and looked at it carefully. This is a very delicate wooden sword, and after looking closely, Tang Sheng found that the leaves engraved on this wooden sword are very similar to the green leaves that Ancestor Jiang Shang once gave her.

Tang Sheng slowly pulled out the wooden sword, and the wooden sword body pierced a familiar fluctuation. Tang Sheng felt the joy of the wooden sword approaching her. She is not Mu Linggen, why would this wooden sword want to recognize her as the master? Tang Sheng hesitated for a moment, pinched the trick with his right hand, and prepared to inject a divine sense into the wooden sword.

"Wait a minute!" Qingwen screamed. She didn't expect Tang Sheng to establish a contract with the wooden sword now, she had planned to leave here, and when Tang Sheng was alone, she would snatch the wooden sword. Now I can only hurry out to stop Tang Sheng.

If Tang Sheng established a contract with Mu Jian, she would not be able to snatch it at all, unless she killed Tang Sheng. But Tang Sheng is a disciple of Zhengyi Hengzong, and there must be a secret method of the sect on her body, Tang Sheng died in her hands, and she is bound to face the anger of Zhengyi Sect.

"This fellow Daoist, what's wrong?" Tang Sheng looked at Qingwen suspiciously, but he knew in his heart what she wanted to do.

Qingwen glanced at Rong Yu and found that Rong Yu didn't look up at them at all. Qingwen plucked up her courage and said, "This fellow Daoist, you are the Ice and Fire Spirit Root, and this wooden sword is of no use to you. Can you give it to me, I'll give you something in exchange. ”

"Don't change!" Tang Sheng refused.

"You..." Qingwen didn't expect Tang Sheng to refuse her, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she still patiently said to Tang Sheng, "Tang Daoyou, I got an immortal medicine in the secret realm, and it is said that after taking it, my face will last forever, and I don't need to take Zhuyan Pill regularly." Qingwen reluctantly took out an immortal elixir, which she originally wanted to keep for herself.

"You~" Tang Sheng winked playfully, "Do you think I need to stay in Yan Dan?"

Tang Sheng looked Qingwen up and down, his eyes were naked, which made Qingwen feel a little embarrassed, but his tone was very sincere, "However, you do need it." If you take Zhuyan Pill often, it is estimated that it will have no effect if you eat too much!"

Qingwen jumped to her feet in anger, if this was in the Yiheng faction, as the second disciple of Patriarch Jiang Shang, she didn't need to open her mouth at all if she saw something, she only needed to glance at it. Others will flatteringly send it to her, and the disciples of the Yiheng faction who don't want to hug their thighs have the opportunity to get closer to Zimao Peak. Of course, she didn't dare to accept everything, but occasionally accepted one or two things as a gift. Qingwen obviously forgot that Tang Shengnai was a disciple of one of the three upper sects, the Zhengyi Sect, and he didn't care about Qingwen's identity at all.

"Let's have a match, and if you win the wooden sword, it's yours. If I win, the wooden sword will be mine, how about it?" Qingwen suppressed the resentment in her heart and said slowly.

Tang Sheng sneered, "The wooden sword already belongs to me, why should I compare with you? What's more, your cultivation is competing with me, isn't it bullying the small with the big? Heh! Brother Shang's disciple, there is still such a faceless and skinless person?" Tang Sheng didn't bother to compete with Qingwen at all, Qingwen's cultivation was a small realm lower than the same period in the previous life, it seems that there was no Qingshu Taoist to create pressure on Qingwen in this life, and she slacked off a lot. With such an opponent, Tang Sheng was not interested at all.

"Look for death!" Qingwen sacrificed a red long silk and waved it at Tang Sheng, she respected Patriarch Jiang Shang very much. In Qingwen's heart, Patriarch Jiang Shang is like an immortal. Being able to become the apprentice of Jiang Shang's ancestor is Qingwen's proudest thing. Tang Sheng's words made Qingwen suffer great humiliation!

Tang Sheng pinched his right hand, and a fire dragon spiraled out from behind and pounced on Qingwen's red long silk.

"What's the matter? I was annoyed and embarrassed by what I said?" Tang Sheng sneered as he pinched the trick to control the fire dragon.

"Humph!" Qingwen snorted coldly and didn't put Tang Sheng in her eyes. Although she is a lot slack off compared to her previous life, as a disciple of Patriarch Jiang Shang, she has always worked hard, and her swordsmanship and spells are not weak. Defeating Tang Sheng with her cultivation shouldn't be too simple at all.

"Senior sister, be careful!" Leng Renzhuo was now in the main hall, and he saw a red silk flying towards Tang Sheng. He was startled, hurriedly shouted, and jumped in front of Tang Sheng to catch the red long silk.

Leng Renjie sacrificed the blue blood flute, and a deep voice spread from the blue blood flute.