Zhong Yong first walked to the blood-red long knife of the man in black, and then bent down to pick it up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that the body of this knife is three feet three, about two fingers wide, it looks very slender, this knife is blood-red all over, the blood light is pressing, the decoration is ingenious, there are two blood grooves on both sides of the knife body, which adds a bit of hideousness to this knife.

In the position next to the hilt, engraved with two very small characters of "Blood Hong".

"Blood Sword?"

Looking at the slender blood knife in his hand, Zhong Yong liked it very much in his heart.

Zhong Yong, like most boys, has been very fond of swords since he was a child, and like many children, he has fantasized about having peerless martial arts, holding peerless swords, and being chivalrous in the world.

At this time, Zhong Yong doesn't know if his childhood fantasy has come true, if you want to talk about strength, although he only has the cultivation of the second layer of the Qi training period now, but the real ability is definitely too much more than the martial artists in the world. However, if it is about holding a treasure sword in his hand and being chivalrous in the world, it will be too far behind, with his cultivation at the second level of the Qi cultivation period, he is definitely the lowest level of existence in the cultivation world, how can he talk about chivalrous in the world?

Moreover, this Blood Flood Knife is not his. This man in black was killed by the woman in purple, so this blood sword, as a trophy, naturally belongs to the woman in purple.

In fact, the reason why Zhong Yong loves this knife so much, in addition to the appearance of this knife Zhong Yong likes, the attributes of this knife are also very suitable for Zhong Yong, because Zhong Yong has also cultivated the Blood Dao Demon Skill.

Zhong Yong shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, the thing was not his own, no matter how good it was, it didn't make sense.

With the Blood Giant Sword in hand, Zhong Yong continued to walk towards the corpse of the man in black.

Soon Zhong Yong came to the corpse of the man in black, and then groped around with it.

Soon, Zhong Yong took out a black pouch slightly larger than a palm from the corpse of the man in black.

Zhong Yong naturally recognized that this black pouch was the Qiankun bag, and at this time he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

"I didn't expect this guy to have a treasure like a Qiankun bag on his body." Zhong Yong's heart was secretly worried.

The Qiankun bag can store items, and it is a very important treasure for cultivators, but the value is not cheap, so not every monk can afford it. In the cultivation realm, even the Qiankun bag, which has the smallest space, has a space of less than three feet square, and it is worth a minimum of one thousand spirit crystals.

After searching for a while, and after finding nothing else, Zhong Yong returned to the purple-clothed woman with the Qiankun bag and the Blood Sword.

"Miss, this is from the man in black."

As he spoke, Zhong Yong handed the two items to the woman in purple.

The woman in purple nodded slightly, and then took the Qiankun bag and the Blood Flood Knife.

After taking it, the woman's eyes closed slightly, and she released a divine sense into the Qiankun bag and checked it.

After about three or four breaths, the woman in purple threw the Qiankun bag back to Zhong Yong, and then said, "There is nothing I need here, you can keep it for yourself." ”

"Give it all to me?" Zhong Yong's heart suddenly became surprised.

Zhong Yong didn't know what was in this Qiankun bag, but the Qiankun bag itself was worth a lot of spirit crystals, at least a thousand yuan.

And how could there be no other things in this storage bag, how could this man in black also be a fifth-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and there were still some other items.

"That's not appropriate, is it? After all, you killed the man in black. Zhong Yong secretly glanced at the woman in purple, and then said with a look of embarrassment.

"If you give it to you, you will take it, these things are of no great use to me, and you are now my servant, but you don't even have a bag, you are not ashamed, I am ashamed." The woman in purple snorted coldly and said.

Hearing this, Zhong Yong was speechless.

But the words have already been said and done, Zhong Yong is naturally not polite, he is not a mother-in-law.

"In that case, then I'll take it first!" Zhong Yong nodded and said.

Seeing Zhong Yong accept the Qiankun bag, the woman in purple then focused her attention on the Blood Flood Knife again.

I saw that its slender and white fingertips, after overflowing a few purple thunderbolts of spiritual power, kept tapping on the Blood Flood Knife, and the Blood Flood Knife suddenly continued to glow with blood-colored light.

"Inferior magic weapon, forged with blood yin demon iron, which contains six runes." The woman in purple muttered.

After speaking, the woman in purple glanced at it a few more times, and then threw the Blood Flood Knife to Zhong Yong casually.

"This Blood Flood Knife is a Blood Dao magic weapon, and it is not suitable for us Immortal Dao cultivators, but it is at least worth a thousand spirit crystals, you can deal with it." The woman in purple said indifferently.

"Give it to me too?"

Zhong Yong was surprised, but then he was happy in his heart.

"This Blood Flood Knife is indeed not suitable for Immortal Dao Cultivators, but I am not just an Immortal Dao Cultivator." At this time, Zhong Yong's heart was laughing.

However, although he was happy in his heart, there was no expression on his face, and after saying thank you, he silently took it.

After taking the Blood Flood Knife and looking at the Qiankun bag again, Zhong Yong couldn't help but want to test it and try to receive the Blood Flood Knife into the Qiankun bag.

I saw Zhong Yong's divine sense locked on the Blood Flood Knife, and then after getting in touch with the Qiankun Bag, the Blood Flood Knife suddenly flew up with a swish and drilled into the Qiankun Bag.

At this time, Zhong Yong also sensed the space in this Qiankun bag, and saw that this space was three-dimensional, with a length, width and height of about five feet.

"It's much easier to carry things in the future." Zhong Yong thought happily in his heart.

The woman in purple watched Zhong Yong's movements from the side, and after seeing him receive the Blood Flood Knife into the Qiankun bag, the woman in purple said, "Okay, let's go." ”

"Oh, where are you going?" Zhong Yong asked curiously.

"Fang City!" I only heard the woman in purple say crisply, and then turned around and left.

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In Wangu Lingfang City, there is an inn for monks to stay and rest.

In a neatly cleaned room, a young man with a delicate face sat cross-legged. This young man was dressed in green clothes, and he looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old.

"It turns out that your name is Gu Ya, and you are still a disciple of Taixuanzong."

In the cultivation room, the young man sitting on this plate muttered in his mouth.

This young man in Tsing Yi is Zhong Yong.

The inn where Gu Ya and Zhong Yong live is called Linglai Inn, and after coming to this inn, after Zhong Yong's side questioning, Zhong Yong finally knew the true identity of this beautiful woman.

He didn't expect this woman to be a disciple of Taixuanzong.

Through the book "Qingzhou Chronicles" and the conversation with the little girl in the inn, consciously or unconsciously, Zhong Yong learned a lot of information

At this time, Zhong Yong already knew that the continent where he was located was indeed called Tianyan Continent, and this place belonged to Qingzhou, one of the eighty-one states in Tianyan Continent.

The Tianyan Continent is extremely vast, and no one knows how big it is, but even if it is only one of the states, a master of the Transformation Yuan Period, he flies at extreme speed without sleep, and he can't fly for two months. This is the case in Qingzhou.

There are five major sects in Qingzhou, each of which has a history of tens of thousands or even more than 100,000 years. The Taixuan Sect where Gu Ya is located is one of the five major sects in Qingzhou.

In addition to asking for some news, Zhong Yong spends most of his time in the room healing and reading classics.

In addition, Zhong Yong also counted the items in the bag of the man in black.

After removing some useless debris, Zhong Yong counted out a total of more than 400 spirit crystals, as well as ten white pills the size of a dragon's eye.

After asking Gu Ya, Zhong Yong learned that this pill was called Jade Spirit Pill.

The Jade Spirit Pill is a kind of elixir refined by the Jade Spirit Sect, which requires dozens of precious elixirs to refine, and it contains rich spiritual energy. If you take this pill to cultivate, it can greatly speed up the speed of cultivation, and for monks in the Qi cultivation period, the effect is excellent.

Of course, although this black-clothed man has the Jade Spirit Pill on his body, it does not prove that he is a disciple of the Jade Spirit Sect. Because the Jade Spirit Sect sometimes sells some Jade Spirit Pills to the outside world to earn a large number of Spirit Crystals, although the Jade Spirit Pill is rare in the major markets, it is definitely not impossible to buy.

"This black-clothed man's net worth is really good, ordinary low-level monks even count the spirit crystals they usually use for cultivation, and they can't wait to break a piece of spirit crystal into two flowers, and this guy not only has a lot of spirit crystals, but also has a jade spirit pill of extraordinary value. By the way, there are also Qiankun Bags and Blood Sword. ”

After the inventory, Zhong Yong admired the man in black a little in his heart.

This black-clothed man is a fifth-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, only one level higher than the bearded man who robbed him before, but that bearded man has no Qiankun bag, no weapons, no pills, and only more than 20 spirit crystals.

At this time, Zhong Yong's heart was a little suspicious of whether this man in black had any special identity.

But at this point, it's useless to think about it, and the man in black can't live by himself.

"In the future, I really have to thank Na Guya, these things are all sent by her, and they are a part of her heart. Although she said that these things were of little use to her, they were still worth a lot of spirit crystals. No monk would think that he had too many spirit crystals or elixirs. ”

Looking at these treasures in his hands, Zhong Yong thought silently in his heart.

"It's a pity that this woman has to be talented, to be cultivated, and to have a background, I really don't know when I will have the opportunity to repay her favor?"

"Oh, it doesn't seem right, I'm her servant now, and I'm sure I'll have to do things for her in the future, how should this favor be counted? And how can a servant have a reason to repay the favor of his master? Furthermore, how can there be any affection between the master and the servant? It is also normal for a servant to do anything for his master, and for a master to reward his servant with something. ”

Thinking of this, Zhong Yong shook his head slightly, smiled bitterly, and no longer thought about human favors.

It's not that Zhong Yong doesn't want to talk about this favor, or that he doesn't return it, but he feels that he can't afford to climb it.

In fact, although Zhong Yong has always been ambitious and ambitious, the poor and embarrassing life since he was a child, as well as the bullying he received since he was a father and mother, all left a deep shadow in Zhong Yong's heart, making him feel a little inferior.

Although Old Man Shi also took good care of Zhong Yong when he was alive, there are some things that he really can't protect. Words are often sharper than knives, more hurtful, and more difficult to guard against.

Later, when he was sixteen years old, he met Leng Tianyue, although he was lucky enough to embark on the road of cultivation, but the spiritual root qualification was the worst first-grade spiritual root, which invisibly made Zhong Yong feel inferior.

Just yesterday, the innkeeper who chatted with him, he was a second-grade spiritual root.

Later, she met the old woman of the Blood Lotus, and this woman forced Zhong Yong to cultivate the Blood Dao Demon Skill, which made Zhong Yong's already bright future even darker all of a sudden.

Zhong Yong's inferiority complex is hidden deep in his heart, and others can't see it, and maybe he himself hasn't noticed it.

……

"It's time to look at this mysterious guy next."

After retracting his thoughts and not thinking about the quaint things anymore, Zhong Yong took out an object from the Qiankun bag, which was the mysterious gray bead that he had a mysterious sense with him in the Fang City, and finally took a lot of effort to get.