"The terrain here is steep, not suitable for horseback riding, so let's walk."

In front of the valley, Gong Lin dismounted first, took out a small bottle of feeding pills from the storage bag, stuffed two into the horse's mouth, and then distributed them to everyone.

After a day of non-stop travel, even these horses with great endurance will feel tired and need the nourishment of the elixir.

All the monks also fed the horses, handed over the ropes to Gong Lin, and asked him to put these flame horses into the beast bag.

There is no way, a rudimentary-level beast bag is also many times more precious than a storage magic weapon, at least worth 10,000 ordinary spirit stones, which is not something that ordinary monks can afford at all, and only Gong Lin can be shared.

Only the eldest grandson Jing dismounted directly, took out a more gorgeous appearance of the beast bag, and put away the snow cloud horse.

This horse is worthy of being a first-order spirit beast, and now it is still raising its head in a high-spirited manner, and the horse's hooves are constantly scratching on the ground, as if the running just now is not enjoyable at all, and he wants to continue.

"This is the Valley of the Hidden Spirits, we are going to rest here for one night, rest, tomorrow, at least seven or eight days will be underwater."

Gong Lin turned around, and after saying a word, most of the monks present became excited.

It's nice for them to be able to spend the night in this valley and feel the legend of the beginning.

It would be even better if you stepped on dog shit and could find the best elixir that remained.

Although it is clear that it is unlikely, who has not thought about this little bit of caution?

Coming to the end of the valley, the aura is even stronger, in Jingqing's feelings, it seems to be stronger than the medium cave, even stronger, below the cliff, is a quiet deep pool, the dark water is like a piece of black jade.

With Lin Yuan's introduction, Jing Qing naturally knew that this deep pool was still connected to an underground waterway, and after years of exploration, the spirit beasts inside had already been killed by the monks.

Through Guò here, and then run south for three days on horseback, it is the Gate of Heaven.

At this time, the golden crow was about to fall, and all the monks took out tents and other items from the storage vessels and began to set up camp.

From the tents, you can see the richness of the monks. Most of the monks were the most ordinary animal skin tents, rudimentary, and could not withstand much wind and cold.

And the eldest grandson Jing, a child of a big family, is different, the tent made of gold wire is shining, it can be big and small, and you can know that it is a magic weapon at a glance.

Two bonfires were set up, and Jing Qing took out a few hungry pills and swallowed them.

The other monks were similar, only two or three people, with a conspicuous look, took out the dried meat cooked from the meat of the spirit beast, and ate it slowly.

Changsun Jing is naturally a more luxurious feast there, Donglin has a famous spirit chef using spirit animal essence meat, with all kinds of elixir to cook the delicacies, put in the fresh-keeping jade box, open it is still steaming, mellow aroma makes people salivate.

At this time, the monks who were eating the jerky did not show off any more, but quickly swallowed the jerky into their stomachs, glanced at it with a look of envy similar to that of many people, and then turned away with pretended disdain.

This qiē was seen by Jing Qing in the corner.

These monks obviously have a talent that makes countless mortals jealous, but they only know how to envy others, they don't know how to be down-to-earth, and their hearts are no different from ordinary people, and they don't have the slightest pride in the sky and the appearance of immortal cultivators.

Such a monk is estimated to not even be able to break through the Sword Heart Array, which has been weakened by more than ten times, and still wants to enter the Heavenly Gate? That's a big joke.

Jing Qing raised his eyebrows, did not continue to pay attention, but took a low-grade pill that helped nourish the body, meditated and cultivated.

After a while, Changsun Jing's attendant, the young man in Tsing Yi, came over with a steaming meal.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my young master said that getting together is fate, and specially asked me to bring some meals to share with everyone, hoping to enjoy my face."

As he spoke, he opened the jasper-carved food box, revealing the food inside.

Slightly pale golden rice, at a glance, you can tell that it is planted with high-quality spiritual fields, fiery red spirit animal meat shreds, with ten ripe, still look blue and clear spiritual plants, which makes people have a great appetite.

"This is the meat of the second-order spirit beast Tyrant Wolf Beast, I have seen it before, half a catty of raw meat is worth a hundred spars."

A relatively wealthy monk recognized the origin of the ingredients at a glance and said in astonishment.

Saying this, even some monks who insisted on meditating and cultivating couldn't help but open their eyes with a look of surprise.

"That's right, the meat of the Tyrant Wolf Beast has been carefully fired by the Spirit Kitchen, and the aura contained in it is very mild, and dozens of precious elixirs have been added, which is extremely beneficial to the growth of cultivation."

The little girl in Tsing Yi smiled a little smugly, and distributed the jasper food boxes to the monks present one by one.

He does have the capital to be complacent, the Tyrant Wolf Beast is a second-order large carnivorous spirit beast, with a fierce temperament and strong combat effectiveness, without the cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, one-on-one, it can't resist its claws at all.

In addition, they are social spirit beasts, and the wolf king is a third-order spirit beast, which is comparable to the cultivation of the foundation, and their meat value is naturally extremely high.

Although this is not his handiwork, as a person who does things, he has become the focus of everyone, which makes him a little fluttery.

Soon, the food box was distributed, and the little girl in Tsing Yi also returned to Changsun Jingna.

Most of the monks, as soon as they saw the little servant leaving, couldn't wait to open the food box and eat, and a few of them were a little hesitant, but after the persuasion of their nearby companions, they could not resist the temptation.

"It's really strange, there is nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief, I don't think that Changsun Jing is a generous person."

"What's more, a group of powerless monks has nothing to win over, and it can even be said that it is his rivals, why should he give food to his competitors?"

Without exception, Jing Qing also placed a jasper food box in front of him.

Jing Qing roughly estimated that the jasper food box and the dishes in it combined, without three or four hundred spars, could not be bought at all.

"It's worthy of being a rich kid, it's really a big deal, I'm afraid this is comparable to Gong Lin's income this time."

"That's it, I don't care what his purpose is, just don't eat it."

The sword heart is clear.

In Jing Qing's heart, a faint sense of crisis emerged, shook his head, put the jade box into the storage silk bag, and closed his eyes again to cultivate.

……

Luxurious tents.

Lying on the jade bed, the eldest grandson Jing squinted his eyes and asked the personal servant in front of him, "How is the matter going, have those little monks accepted the food?" ”

"Childe, some poor monks, when they get a delicacy made with the refined meat of the wolf beast, they can't be so excited that they can't get anything excited, it may be something they won't be able to eat in their lifetime."

The little guy in Tsing Yi hurriedly replied.

"So, you didn't see the man eat the food?"

Eldest Sun Jing opened his eyes, and his gloomy gaze made people panic.

"Don't worry, they are all companions now, if one eats them, the result is no different, and it won't be long before the bastard who robbed you of your blood fruit will die without a whole body."

The little servant's body trembled, and his body fell backwards one after another, and the pressure exuded by Eldest Sun Jing when he was angry was not something that his humble cultivation could bear.

"Very well, you go down first."

The eldest grandson Jing waved his hand, asked the little servant to stand back, got up and said to Yuan Hong, who was sitting quietly on the side:

"Uncle Yuan, please leave it to you then."

"Don't worry, young master, I won't let him live." Yuan Hong waved his hand and left the tent.

Urging the spiritual power and closing the tent, the eldest grandson Jing sneered and muttered to himself.

"An insignificant casual cultivator, he actually dares to surpass me, hmph, you are proud enough, three thousand crystals and one gram of seductive powder, plus the foundation building monk personally took action......"

"There is one less genius monk who participates in the Heavenly Gate Test."