In the distance, Yan Jiu is completely "Spartan" here, how can this Qing Yan prepare so many things!!

The space in the whole step shake is actually not too big, but it is the size of an acre, and it looks relatively empty, and only a circle of Bogu shelves and display tables are placed on the four sides of the space. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yan Jiu's divine sense roamed among them, as if he was looking at the treasures of a rich man's life.

Let's not talk about the elixirs that were sealed by the talisman seal and placed on the shelf, just the magic weapons that were filled with treasures, and the treasures and elixirs that were sealed in the jade box and affixed with the seals of various major sects, made Yan Jiu, the "soil bun", a little dizzying.

This is what Qing Yan said, the spiritual treasure used to place sundries? Hehe, you city people talk so funny.

I just gave a side-by-side refrigerator to the other party for cultivation, and this gift is too valuable.

Although it is said that his side-by-side refrigerator is also very valuable, and it can even be said to be unique in this Central Continent, these things given by Qing Yan are even more precious than the treasure pavilions in some small sects.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiu couldn't help but touch his chin and thought to himself.

So has it come time for the little ones to grow up and start to want to find ways to repay their "elders"?

Although it's strange to compare yourself to an "elder", it seems that you really are the elders of Qingyan.

Therefore, as an "elder", I look at the "junior" Qingyan who has already achieved something, do I want to start the plot of "I'll tell you, your third uncle's family, the daughter of your aunt's second uncle's family is beautiful......

Yan Jiu thought about that scene, but he laughed out loud, why did he think it was very funny just thinking about it.

Yan Jiu smiled and shook his head, let's hurry up and take a look at Pu Nan's storage bag, thinking that Pu Nan is also a disciple of the Danfu Sect with a head and a face, I don't know what good things will be in the storage bag that was brought by the peeping mouse.

Pu Nan was dead, and the divine sense imprint on the high-level storage bag had dissipated without a trace, and Yan Jiu easily opened the storage bag at once.

After Pu Nan's death, his legacy was so arrogantly revealed in front of Yan Jiu.

There were dozens of talismans, shelves full of pills, unknown beast blood, ores, strange-looking papers and brushes, and large and small arrays stacked in them......

Among them, the pills and talisman seals account for the majority, but most of them are low-grade, and only a few medium-grade talisman seals are lying alone in the storage bag.

It should have been almost consumed by Pu Nan before, but it is worth mentioning that the Dan Fu Sect is worthy of being the richest sect.

Pu Nan alone had hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones in his storage bag, not counting the value of the other sundries placed inside.

As soon as Yan Jiusu's hand was flipped, a palm-sized array plate appeared in his hand, and the bronze plate body was engraved with the delicate word "Tianluo".

It seems that this is the Tianluo Array that Pu Nan used to trap Guan Ziyi, and he was able to trap the Jindan monk, this thing must be a treasure, Yan Jiu backhanded the array disk of this Tianluo Array and put it into his storage spiritual treasure.

At this moment, Yan Jiu seemed to have opened up a certain animal "nature", as if storing winter food, and placed these bits and pieces of things in Bu Shao.

In the end, Yan Jiu looked at the display table that was full of displays, and then sighed with satisfaction, and looked at the three talisman seals in his hand, which were the talisman seals that Pu Nan held in his hand until he died.

Can be left at the end by Pu Nan, and even placed after the Tianluo Array, before taking out the three talisman seals to deal with the Jindan monk Guan Ziyi, these three talisman seals must be extraordinary.

Yan Jiu took out Pu Nan's storage bag, and the jade slips used to record all kinds of talismans and seals were placed between his eyebrows and browsed.

When Yan Jiu put down the jade slip in his hand again and looked at the three talisman seals again, the look in his eyes was very different from before.

Yan Jiu looked at the talisman seal in his hand inquiringly, "So that's the case......"

Yan Jiu looked at the three people behind him who were fighting with the demon beasts, Ah Jing danced the half-moon wheel in his hand, and saw a round of crescent moon cold light flashing, and he cut those dying demon beasts into two knots like chopping melons and vegetables.

Ah Jing turned around, and did not forget to kick the climbing demon beast back into the swamp.

Monsoon is more elegant, the energy of Gengjin in his hand is invisible, like lightning, and the demon beasts that want to break free from the swamp are directly cut into a cloud of blood mist, and the moves of the attack simply can't be more concise.

And the cleanest among the three is Qing Yan, under the sword of frost, the demon beasts are all frozen into ice sculptures, and only a trace of trembling will be shattered from the inside, turning into pieces of crystal clear "meat jelly".

And the four low-level puppets used for mining, incarnated as industrious "little bees", followed behind the three to pick up the number plates made of demon beasts.

Yan Jiu looked at the picture of these three people slaughtering demon beasts, and his heart couldn't be more "sour", and the degree of ferocity could be linked to "perverts".

Forget it, it's useless to think too much, let's fix up my "dark disease" first, Yan Jiu took out a bottle of high-grade healing pills with talismans and seals from Bu Shao to prevent the overflow of spiritual energy, and then began to meditate and recover......

And outside the altar of desire at this time, Wangyuan, who was wearing the golden armor and was unbridled, was standing there extremely respectfully at this time.

In front of him, the figure of a monk holding a jade flute gradually appeared.

Although the monk with the jade flute was close in front of him, he couldn't see his face clearly, or he clearly saw it but forgot it in the next second.

I saw him wearing a loose white robe, sitting there casually, playing with the seven-hole jade flute in his hand, and from time to time put the jade flute between his lips to try to blow a few notes, looking addicted.

Hearing the sound of the flute, Wang Yuan's figure began to shake in shadows, and the three thousand avatars behind him had faint signs of beginning to collapse.

But Wangyuan didn't dare to say much, he could only stand there with a straight body, bearing the threat and punishment that the monk had imposed on him, or a warning.

"District 3, Desire Altar Manager Wangyuan." The monk looked at the jade flute in his hand and said lightly, that indifferent look seemed to be just a dead thing in his eyes.

"Yes." Wangyuan's tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Why did the Desire Altar in the Third District, which should have been opened in four hundred years, appear in advance?"

"Back to the envoy, there is a reason for this matter, please forgive me."

"Say."

"I once raised a blood Buddha in this secret realm and used it as a gatekeeper, but who knew that he was besieged by monks, and when he was defeated, he opened the Altar of Desire for escape, which made the Altar of Desire open in advance after the original four hundred years."

Saying that, Wangyuan knelt down on one knee, clenched his right hand into a fist and walked on his chest, "The subordinates are not doing well, please punish the envoy!" ”

When the envoy heard what Wang Yuan said, he neither blamed him or did not say anything to protect him, but just put the jade flute he was playing with between his lips and softly blew a song "Qingfeng He".

The flute sound is clear and euphemistic, like a fairy sound, endlessly, but Wangyuan is brows are tightly wrinkled, and beads of sweat the size of beans are gurgling down his sideburns, and behind him, three thousand incarnations, like a blister bursting, suddenly dissipated most of them.

It can be seen how deadly this flute sound, which can be called a fairy sound, is to Wangyuan.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly twice in his heart, it was indeed an "immortal sound", wasn't this person in front of him an "immortal" who had ascended to the Tao.

At the end of the song, the monk holding the jade flute seemed to be immersed in the flute sound of "the bright moon and the breeze come to harmony", and only looked at Wangyuan who was kneeling under him for a long time.