The blue sky is long, the sky is like washing, and in the clear blue sky, dozens of aircraft of all shapes carry a powerful monk's breath from the North Sea one after another. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The battle between the Immortal Cultivation Realm and the Demon Sect ended silently.

A few hours later, in the distant sky, a huge dragon shadow flew across the sky, flying thousands of miles from time to time, and landed on a huge peak that reached the sky, on which a young monk, with a sad face, dug a small hole in the huge wall facing the west and the sky, put something in it, and then buried the hole with gravel, and then rode the dragon away.

When the dragon disappeared into the sky, a head poked out of the dense treetops below the cliff wall, blinking big watery eyes, "Grandpa, there must be a treasure there!" ”

A lazy old voice immediately responded: "Even if there is a baby, don't you think about it, don't you see the dragon falcon?" Their stuff do you want too? ”

The owner of the water spirit eyes pursed his mouth, shrunk back with a muffled snort, and jumped down from the treetops, it was a teenage girl, tied with two hemp braids, with a straw hat, revealing big eyes and bright eyes, natural wheat tooth-colored skin, revealing an incomparable youthful atmosphere, at this moment she was unhappy, kicked the leg half-hidden in the dead branches, and said: "Grandpa, you are a coward!" ”

The old man lying under the tree had the same straw hat on his face, and his mouth was so muffled that he couldn't hear what he was saying.

The girl snorted, and ran away in the woods like a jumping elf, and muttered angrily: "You know how to eat, sooner or later you will eat like a pig, and if you want to eat a rabbit, you will be asked to eat grass tonight!" ”

It seems that the girl understood the meaning of the old man's words, and said that she wanted to eat rabbit meat for dinner.

After the girl left, the old man under the tree stretched out his hand and removed his straw hat, raised his head to look left and right, then got up and jumped up the treetops, climbed the cliff like a monkey, and took something out of the hole where the little monk had hidden things before, and it was a storage bag.

The old man was a little confused, put the storage bag in his sleeve, and returned to the ground.

As soon as she stood still, she saw the girl smiling and leaning against the trunk of the tree, and her big eyes showed a look of approval.

The old man laughed dryly, waved his arms back and forth, left and right, and jumped a few times, as if nothing happened, "I've slept for a long time, I should move." ”

The girl approached the old man, "Grandpa, you are so diligent, and you are not afraid of flashing your waist?" ”

When the old man heard this, he straightened his face, "Xiuxiu, why do you talk to grandpa like this, polite, polite, you know?" ”

The girl named Xiuxiu suddenly lowered her head slightly, her eyes seemed to be dripping water, she pulled the old man's sleeve, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa......"

As soon as he shouted, his tone became reasonable, "Honesty, be honest, you have to be honest, you know?" ”

Xiuxiu held a storage bag in her hand and handed it to the old man.

The old man blushed, and reached out to grab the storage bag, but Xiuxiu jumped away one step earlier, "Grandpa, next time you hide something smartly, every time you hide it in your sleeve, it's really boring!" ”

The old man sat down on the ground, turned his face away, looked angry, and said nothing.

Xiuxiu waved her hand at the old man's face and whispered, "Angry? ”

The old man still didn't say anything.

Xiuxiu whispered "hum" and muttered: "It's so stingy!" Then he ignored the old man, sat aside, and said loudly, "Let me see what her treasure is in this storage bag." ”

At this moment, the old man suddenly pounced, holding her hand with one hand and her mouth with the other.

Xiuxiu was about to resist, but when she saw the old man's suddenly serious eyes, she fell silent.

In the next breath, I saw the branches rustling and shaking, and the dragon falcon that had left suddenly turned back and stopped on the side of the cliff, and a man in a red robe opened the hole in the cliff, "No." ”

He stood in the air, frowning, his deep eyes looking sideways, and then he fell suddenly, leaving a gap in the branches at his feet for him to pass through.

He fell to the ground, and with him fell a graceful man in magnolia-colored clothes, facing the empty woods on all sides, and asked indifferently, "What did you find?" ”

"Before, I thought there was a faint breath in this, originally I was wrong to induce it before, but now it seems to be true, otherwise the storage bag will not be gone."

Qingxiang looked around again and sighed lightly.

Duan Gan Shenfeng handed over a storage bag and said, "It is inevitable that the little brother Qingxiang blames himself, it is better for Brother Qingxiang to take this storage bag, pretending to be taken away by someone and snatched it back." ”

Qingxiang smiled at the corner of his mouth, "No need, Qingxiang doesn't like to deceive, how can I add to his sins." ”

Duan Gan Shen Feng took back the storage bag without changing his face.

Qingxiang said again: "Brother Duan doesn't need to be flattered, Qingxiang has promised you to visit my White Horse Temple, and he will not break his promise." ”

Duan Gan Shenfeng smiled: "Brother Qingxiang is too worried. ”

Xiuxiu poked her head out from behind the trunk of the tree and stared blankly at the direction in which the dragon falcon disappeared in the sky.

The old man patted his head, stared at Xiuxiu incredulously in his eyes, and asked curiously: "Is my granddaughter blushing?" ”

Xiuxiu touched her cheeks, and the storage bag in her hand was snatched away by the old man without paying attention, she jumped up in a hurry, pointed at the old man and shouted: "Wen Laogen! You ......"

The old man didn't laugh angrily, "Someone's heart is budding, no wonder his mind is not there, and he even dares to call your grandfather's name." ”

Xiuxiu's cheeks turned even redder, and she rushed over to choke Wen Laogen's neck.

Wen Laogen dodged away in the morning, causing Xiuxiu to fall to the ground.

Xiuxiu couldn't get up at all, patted the ground with her hands and feet, crying and yelling, but she didn't know what to shout.

Wen Laogen sighed, "Okay, I won't tease you, the old rules, five or five points, how about it?" ”

Xiuxiu rolled over and lay on her back on the ground, "Are you four and I six?" ”

"Giving you five or five is already cheaper for you!" The old man glared, blew his beard, and said angrily, "Hurry up, what is a girl like, how will she marry in the future?" ”

Xiuxiu turned over on the ground a few more times before sitting up, "Grandpa, you are really an antique, I'm a monk, what are you talking about marrying?" ”

"If I don't find you someone, if grandpa ...... one day"

"Grandpa......" Xiuxiu pounced and hugged Wen Laogen's neck, "We have straw hats, it's going to be fine, you see those high-ranking monks just now can't find us." ”

As she spoke, Xiuxiu turned her eyes to look at the sky, her eyes full of hope.

Wen Laogen patted Xiuxiu's arm gently, and said with a smile: "Let's take a look at what's in this storage bag?" ”

Xiuxiu put away the other emotions in her eyes, and only sat down happily in front of Wen Laogen.

Wen Laogen raised his old right hand, his fingers tapped on the four sides of the storage bag, and a simple defensive prohibition was laid on the four sides of the storage bag, and then penetrated into the storage bag with his spiritual sense at this moment.

Wen Laogen frowned and let out a light "huh".

"What's wrong?" Xiuxiu asked anxiously.

Wen Laogen turned over the storage bag, and the contents were poured out one by one, only to see a dagger and its dagger sheath, which is a high-grade treasure, four bronze swords, a medium-grade magic weapon, a cone thorn, which seems to be a low-grade magic weapon, and a seemingly ordinary jade pendant, a green bracelet, and a crane-shaped hairpin, the first two are written with seal characters that are not circulated in the immortal world, a few bottles of pills, which are medium or high-grade, and dozens of high-grade spirit stones, as well as a copy of the Book of Changes, as well as a wooden box and some bamboo slips.

Xiuxiu's eyes lit up and she shouted, "It's done." Her gaze flicked from item to item, and first grabbed the small wooden box, which she carved in the shape of a crane, with fine workmanship, and a note in it, on which were written the four characters of elegant and handsome, "Return, I hire you."

She felt strange in her heart, and saw those bamboo slips, which were the same handwriting, but wrote some trivial things in life, although ordinary, they were full of warmth and real feelings.

She took the jade pendant, bracelet, hairpin, box, and bamboo slip, and said, "Grandpa, these are all girls' things, I want it, you are not allowed to rob it, and the remaining five or five points." ”

Wen Laogen ignored her, stretched out his hand to the Book of Changes, and read it carefully.

Xiuxiu looked at the rest of the things, the dagger is very agreeable, about seven inches long, not cast by steel, it seems to be extremely sharp, it is engraved with the seal word "Tu Poor", the daggard is carved with complex cloud patterns, and the side is engraved with the word "Mo" in the seal body, which seems to be in line with the dagger.

She wanted to grab the dagger, but as soon as she touched the dagger, her face changed dramatically, she screamed, and her body took a few steps back.

Wen Laogen woke up from the book and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Xiuxiu's eyes were slightly moist, and she pointed to the dagger and said, "What a terrible breath." ”

Wen Laogen narrowed his eyes and reached out to grab the dagger, and the surging killing intent was revealed from it, which made his heart shake, but there was a sense of familiarity in this killing intent, which was similar to the faint spiritual sense left in the storage bag, which should be the breath of the owner of the storage bag. It stands to reason that what remains in the forbidden path of the storage bag is spiritual consciousness, and the owner of the dagger should not have reached the cultivation level of having divine consciousness, so it is impossible to brand the dagger to recognize the master, and there can be no knowledge in the dagger. But now the situation is that the sense of Knowledge in the dagger is very clear, and the breath seems to be alive.

The only thing that can explain this situation may be the only one left, this high-grade treasure weapon is evolving into a spirit weapon, and it is beginning to have its own consciousness.

The spirit of the spirit weapon refers to the fact that the instrument begins to have its own consciousness.

The owner of the dagger has been immersed in killing for many years, so the dagger is also contaminated with its own murderous aura, so as to evolve into knowledge. But this kind of evolution is not only formed by the amount of killing, otherwise there can be so many spiritual weapons in the world, and what it needs is also the creation and opportunities between heaven and earth.

Wen Laogen inserted the dagger back into the dagger, threw it aside, and said, "This thing is too fierce, we can't afford it." There are other things that we can't take right now. ”

Xiuxiu pursed the corners of her mouth, "Why?" ”

"The owner of the storage bag is not dead, and taking it casually will cause disaster." Wen Laogen said that he was slightly hindered when he entered the storage bag, and this obstruction was due to the fact that the owner of the storage bag still showed signs of survival, although faint, but still there.

Xiuxiu grabbed the bracelet and jade pendant, "I've seen it, these are ordinary things, and no one will know if you take them." ”

Wen Laogen looked at Xiuxiu's reluctant appearance, thinking that she was a girl after all, and it was normal to like these. Before opening the storage bag, he put a ban on it, blocking the breath inside and outside the ban, as Xiuxiu said, if he takes it, he will not be known. And no matter how powerful its original owner is, it should be a life and death crisis at this moment, otherwise the breath will not be so weak, and there should be nothing wrong with taking these things, so he nodded.

Xiuxiu was overjoyed, and wanted to put the hairpin on her head.

Wen Laogen was about to stop it, and thought that there was no one else in this mountain forest all the year round, and he should not be seen, Xiuxiu was so excited, he couldn't bear to stop it, so he simply beckoned and said, "Come here, grandpa will bring it to you." ”

Wen Laogen pinned the white jade crane hairpin into the back of Xiuxiu's head, Xiuxiu turned his head and was about to ask Wen Laogen if he looked good, but saw him look panicked, staring straight ahead.

The aura of danger flashed in Xiuxiu's mind, she turned her head, and saw that the scene of the woods in front of her seemed to be gradually shattering, and in the void, there was a man in Tsing Yi who was as bright as a breeze, he was as handsome as a god, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his eyes were scattered but not focused.

"Gather your stuff." He spoke indifferently, and his voice was like heaven.

Xiuxiu looked at the man in Tsing Yi in a daze.

Wen Laogen suddenly woke up from a dream, hurriedly put away the things on the ground, put them back in the storage bag, and his intuition told him that the man in front of him was very terrifying, and he could live and die in a single thought.

Such a strong force that he could not even have the courage to beg for mercy. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )