Chapter Seventy-Three: Dividing the Head
There was nothing else to do tonight, and as soon as the winter beaver was summed up, the cave house did not return, so he took out a bunch of "cosmetics" directly from the storage and made a few rounds of tricks for himself, and then changed into a black robe that could prevent the scanning of the divine sense and left. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
This "cosmetics" was begged by the winter beaver to be refined according to his own needs, and I have to say that Ming Xia, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and is knowledgeable, still has a lot of uses.
In the long years, when cultivation was boring, it was used to learn these immortal cultivation side doors, and Ming Xia's craftsmanship was extremely good, and the quality of this "cosmetics" was much better than those used by winter beavers in the past.
And there are no chemical additives yet.
All the way directly to the teleportation formation of Qingyun Zongfang City, the winter beaver directly avoided everyone's ears and eyes and came to the main hub of the teleportation array.
The teleportation array of the Light Cloud Sect is a huge system, and the main hub of the teleportation array is intertwined with countless large and small arrays, and among them, there is a central array that controls the lifeblood of all the teleportation arrays of the Light Cloud Sect Fang City, and the winter beaver is rushing to the central array!
I didn't expect someone to take the lead!
The winter beaver stared at the female cultivator who was standing in front of the central formation and was fighting, she was also wearing a black robe, blocking the inspection of the divine sense, and she couldn't see her true face clearly.
But in fact, Winter Beaver doesn't care much about her true face.
This female cultivator is skillful, and in a short time, the whole set of hands has been completely played.
The winter beaver saw that there was nothing wrong with it at all, and this central array was too useless to be spent any longer, so he turned around and left.
As for the nun who was still standing in the central formation, the winter beaver had already kept an eye on it.
Carefully returned to the cave all the way, Xu Wei hadn't woken up yet, but Ming Xia came out first.
"Destroying the teleportation array, the plan is very big!" his voice sounded neither yin nor yang, and the winter beaver was used to his usual style.
"It has nothing to do with us, just watch the show. β
"Heh, will you watch the show well, what are you going to do next?" the corners of Ming Xia's mouth raised a faint arc, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised.
Winter Beaver chuckled: "I actually have a conjecture in my heart, the senior sister of the Light Cloud Sect also knows about this matter, I think that the senior sister will talk about this matter tomorrow, and it may not be ......."
"Where is the real artifact?"
Winter Beaver nodded and smiled playfully: "Did you say that artifact is still in the Netherworld Cave?"
"You want to see it!"
"Why me, you should be more familiar with that place than I am, you should go. β
"I can't go to that place. β
"Oh?" the winter beaver raised his eyebrows, "Why can't you go?, or do you not want to go?, or is the so-called artifact in that place just a faΓ§ade?!"
Ming Xia was suddenly silent and stared at the winter beaver for a while.
Winter Beaver calmly tilted his head and smiled: "Why? Don't you recognize me? We're the best friends, what do you think?"
Ming Xia lowered his eyes: "You are indeed different from when you first met, you looked ......stupid at that time!
"Now, ten years is not in vain after all, let's say, is Mu Tian's purpose related to you?"
"It's better if you don't know some things now, Mu Tian's purpose," Ming Xia paused for a moment: "But it's mainly you." β
"Okay, I won't pursue it, and you'll tell me sooner or later, but I think the artifact of the Netherworld Cave is probably real, although you don't seem to believe it. β
Ming Xia frowned: "There is really nothing else in that place......"
Winter Beaver shook his head: "No, my broken stone fragment is from the Netherworld Cave, so I don't think the rest of it may be in the Netherworld Cave!"
After speaking, the winter fox raised his eyes and looked at Ming Xia seriously: "So, please take a trip." β
"Okay!" Ming Xia did not hesitate at all.