Listening to the voices around him, the gray-haired old man already had a plan in his heart.

When the surroundings were quiet, the old man's voice also sounded: "Everyone present is at least a good player. Among them, there is no lack of external strength, chemical strength, and more than a dozen congenital masters. The col is so big, it's impossible not to see these ginseng plants when you come in. ”

Speaking of this, he stopped, turned his head and asked the eldest of the three: "Dozens of people entered the mountain col and saw these three bright red flowers.

Well, if the old man guessed correctly, the three of you should have reacted first, right?! Everyone else was half a beat slower. ”

The eldest of the three immediately clenched his fists: "Senior, that's exactly the case!"

The gray-haired old man nodded: "That's what makes sense, these warriors are all self-contained and disdain to compete with you."

However, if someone competes with you for ginseng, that's understandable. Since this is the case, it is not difficult to do, and the old man does not favor anyone. ”

"Hmm!" the old man pondered for a moment, and then spoke to the two groups of people, "These three ginseng plants grow in the forest, and they are ownerless.

The rules between the warriors, whoever finds out first is whoever, in this way, both sides get a plant, which is also fair, do you have any opinions?"

The eldest of the three said loudly: "Haha! It's all up to the seniors!"

The leader of the five also nodded: "Okay! Then listen to what the seniors say." ”

Hearing the agreement of the two parties, the gray-haired old man's face softened and he clenched his fists. "Well, then thank you two for selling the thin noodles. As the saying goes, it is better to settle a grievance! We warriors still value peace. ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the surrounding warriors and hugged his fists: "Everyone, the three ginseng strains in this mountain col were discovered by you together, and they can all be fought for. However, you hold your own identity and do not compete with it. In that case, then this ginseng will be handed over to the old man......"

But before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice: "Yes, senior, the last one won't be hacked by you, right?" It was the three ginseng strains of the Yellow Hair Finger among the five people who shouted.

Hearing this, the gray-haired old man's face still showed no joy or anger. The people around him looked at Huang Mao with disdain, and Mr. Wuda next to him sighed in his heart that this person could live so long.

The eldest of the five twitched his face again and again, and kicked Huang Mao to the ground. He hugged his fist at the gray-haired old man and apologized: "The seniors are angry, and the younger brothers are young and ignorant. are all fathers who spoil their young sons, and they also invite their predecessors to do a lot of Haihan. I haven't come to apologize to my seniors. ”

"Big brother, what are you kicking me for? I'm just asking, what's wrong?" Huang Mao got up from the ground, his face full of disbelief.

The eldest of the five shouted, "Shut up! Sooner or later, you'll die on this mouth." Dashan, if he dares to speak again, he will stop his mouth. He turned his head and shouted behind him.

"Hmph, ignorant child, senior brother has always done things above board. There is no room for sand in your eyes, how can you do what you think. My senior sister's junior is suffering from a strange illness and needs a miracle medicine to continue her life! The black-haired old man said indignantly.

Before the words fell, a Taoist priest said loudly: "This is very true, the Lingwu Ministry of Defense has also purchased a lot of elixirs from my Longyunmen. ”

"Exactly, so is my righteous faction!" another Taoist priest stepped forward.

"Yun Sha is right, I ......"

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Hearing this, Martial God Tian was already sure in his heart, it was really the Jade Granny who broke through to the Innate Realm. Moreover, ninety percent of them broke through a few years ago. Also, Xiao Yinyin must have recovered as before.

However, seeing that Xiao Yinyin is terminally ill now, she has to rely on elixir to continue her life. Yu Weiguo is really old and spicy, and he is such a bright plank road to secretly cross Chen Cang.

The two old men in front of them either really didn't know that Xiao Yinyin was already fine, or they were acting in front of people. Wu Shentian felt that it should be the latter, which seemed to be sanctimonious, but in fact it was full of bad water.

Listening to the cries around him, the gray-haired old man's face was as usual. "Hey!" sighed lightly, turned his head to look at Huang Mao, and said in an indifferent tone:

"Doll, it is said that people are old and fine, and the old man is now more than 100 years old, at least much older than your grandfather, right? !

"Hehe! What the seniors said is that the younger brother already knows that he is wrong, and he also invites the senior Haihan. The leader of the five laughed dryly.

Everyone has a young age, but everything must be thought twice, and it is not good to anger the seniors after all. The gray-haired old man waved his hand, and there was a hint of admonition in his tone.

Immediately ignoring a few people, he turned his head to the warriors around him and said, "Hehe! Where did the old man say just now? Oh, you don't bother to fight for this ginseng, then leave it to the old man to deal with." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, you see that this ginseng has four compound leaves, and it has been growing for five years. Although the year is still short, looking at its bright red flower color, I feel the breath it exudes, but it is a rare ginseng. The gray-haired old man pointed to the flowers and leaves of the ginseng and spoke to everyone.

Raising his eyes and looking at the martial artists around him, he said: "There are so many of you, this strain of spirit ginseng has no points! You are also people with status, and it is a little worth the loss to fight for a few strains of spirit ginseng." ”

The gray-haired old man paused, and then spoke: "Fellow Daoists, although we are martial artists, we are all inseparable from the world. Nowadays, the world is different, and all cultivation resources and living materials require money.

I bought this ginseng plant, and I converted it into money in the world. Although this ginseng plant is small, it is a spiritual ginseng.

The elixir has also been auctioned before, and this strain is estimated to be worth more than two million. Everyone present shared it equally, although it was not much, but there were still a lot of places to spend money. Some medicinal herbs can still be bought a little. ”

This is the black-haired old man who took a step forward and said to everyone: "My senior brother is right, although it is not much in equal terms, but this is not a trip in vain, and it is worth it!"

Also, you are all warriors, and money is easy for you to find. But there are many people in need of help in the world. Only when the country is peaceful and the people are safe, can the cultivation of martial artists be more convenient. ”

As soon as the words fell, a Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe shook off the dust: "What the two seniors said is good, then I will be disrespectful." ”

"Hehe! That generation of peers thanked two seniors. A burly man replied with his fists clenched.

"What the two seniors said is reasonable, and we must abide by it. ”

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Seeing that everyone agreed, the gray-haired old man's deep voice sounded: "It should be so, you two don't have to fight to the death."

Everyone didn't run in vain, and when the younger sister finished celebrating her birthday, the money should be offered. Come, let's dig up these three ginseng plants. ”

As soon as these words came out, the two groups of people who had obtained the spirit ginseng immediately stepped forward, looking impatient, and the black-haired old man also walked over.

However, when picking ginseng, you can see the character of the warrior. The three ginseng strains were harvested in three directions, and the attitude towards ginseng was different.

I saw that the black-haired old man, as a late congenital stage martial artist, actually bowed deeply to the ginseng, and then stepped forward to pick the ginseng.

The eldest of the three stopped the boss who hurriedly stepped forward, bowed to the ginseng and said sorry, and then stepped forward to pick ginseng.

On the other hand, the five-person group did not bow or give up, and there was sarcasm in Huang Mao's eyes, as if they were laughing at the other two groups of people.

Seeing this, Martial God Heaven couldn't help but shake his head. Everything in the world has an organic fate, and the elixir is also life, and you should be in awe when picking it.

Seeing the three of them picking spiritual ginseng, Wu Shentian couldn't help but say to them: "Everyone, this is a treasure land of feng shui, sow ginseng seeds, let them grow here, and leave something for future generations." ”

Hearing this, the black-haired old man nodded slightly, picked dozens of ginseng seeds, and threw them to the gray-haired old man, who immediately sprinkled the ginseng seeds into the soil.

The eldest of the three did the same, picking the ginseng seeds and giving them to the two brothers, who also found a place in the col to scatter them all.

The group of five also plucked the ginseng seeds, but instead of sprinkling them in the soil, they put them in bags. Huang Mao's voice came: "Hmph! This is a spiritual ginseng, and the ginseng seeds on it are spiritual ginseng seeds." I heard that this kind of ginseng seed tea can aphrodisiac, and I want to leave it to my father. ”

Hearing this, the Martial God Heavenly Jaw said, "Well, you have some filial piety, keep half of the ginseng seeds and sow half of them." Within a few years, ginseng was everywhere here, and later people could also find medicine. ”

This is the best way, and the warriors around him are all praised for their kindness.

How do you know that this yellow-haired head didn't reply, but the voice floated out: "This spiritual ginseng is ours, the ginseng seeds are also ours, whether you sprinkle it or not, it is also up to us, and besides, the descendants have a half-dime relationship with me?"

"Doing this is tantamount to killing chickens and taking eggs, if the warriors are as short-sighted as you, the elixir in the world has long been extinct!

That's all I say, and I hope you can do it yourself. Lingxu Tianzun. After preaching the sermon, Martial God Tian shook the dust in his hand and planned to leave.

But before he turned around, he heard Huang Mao's voice: "I'm noisy! Who said that I was short-sighted, and the road numbers were all wrong, which one said it?"

Martial God Tian shook off the dust, and the Dao number was announced again: "Lingxu Tianzun! You are a martial artist, how can you have such a broken mouth?! To say that you are short-sighted is what the poor Dao said, and you are already a mouse-eyed person, what should you do?"

Everyone around them could hear it clearly, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction where the voice came from, and their eyes suddenly widened.

Among them, several female warriors and several Dao Gu couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, Martial God Tian was dressed in azure robes and had long hair and a shawl. The jade sword is obliquely inserted behind his back, and the jade handle is held in his hand to whisk the dust. In addition, he has a tall figure and an unusual handsome appearance.

Although his appearance is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is still a little childish, he is even more distinctive. When the dust in his hand was waving, the breeze blew, and his clothes fluttered, as if he was riding the wind, not like a person in the mortal world.

Seeing everyone's eyes, the Martial God Heavenly Hand shook off the dust, and paused slightly: "The Poor Dao is the Nine Heavens Spirit Void Dao Cloud Sky True Monarch, I have seen you!"

There were more than 20 Taoist priests wearing various Taoist robes, as well as martial artists around him. Seeing the Martial God Heavenly Salute. I didn't dare to delay, and bowed back one after another. It's just because the name of Yunkong Zhenjun is too bluffing.