87_87441 "That master, since you are so rich, why don't you give me the pill to cultivate?" Dongfang Airlines, who was happy, was suddenly puzzled, he had been absorbing the spiritual power of spirit stones before, what a waste. He once thought that the master was worried about the problem of erysipelas, but it turned out that the thunder spirit power could decompose a qiē impurity intact, so what the master did before really couldn't be explained.

"Ahem." To be honest, Zhao Qing was choked by Dongfang Airlines' question, and a mouthful of water directly made her face red. She really forgot about this problem, forgot about the characteristics of Lei Linggen, and forgot about the fact that she could still buy pills. But, it's not too late, where is this? Auction house, it's not easy to buy pills.

The maid who had gone out before came back after a while, and brought her a paper booklet. "Every guest can pick up a list of items for the next auction at the door." When the maid was leaving, she kindly reminded Zhao Qing of them.

"Thank you."

Zhao Qing looked at it casually, there were no very good things in it, they were all materials that she didn't use.

"This auction isn't interesting, I don't want to stay. Here are 1,000 spirit stones, you take it, you can buy it back if you fancy any elixir, as long as it is used for cultivation, I don't lack other types. I'll go first, I'll go to the inn after I buy it, be careful on the way. As he spoke, he handed a Qiankun bag to China Eastern Airlines.

"Yes, Master, I promise not to spend it indiscriminately." Dongfang Hang was very excited with the Qiankun bag, and the spirit stones in it could buy almost everything in this auction house.

Zhao Qing yawned, stretched and went back to the inn to sleep. I don't know when the auction will be, and it's really boring to spend time there and look at things you don't need.

Zhao Qing slept very comfortably at night, and had no dreams all night, but she didn't know when China Eastern Airlines would come back. It should have been a long time, Zhao Qing smiled, the last big shaft of yesterday's auction was the top pill in the Qi cultivation level, the kind that was a little close to the Zhuji Dan, it is estimated that he would not give up if he didn't buy it back.

It's not good to always stay in an inn, Zhao Qing is going to go to other places to see if he can rent a house with a yard, and it will be more convenient for Dongfang Airlines to practice in the future. I ordered a porridge with pickles in a happy mood, but when Zhao Qing finished eating, China Eastern Airlines didn't come down.

It's too tired, she thought. I went directly to the room of China Eastern Airlines and knocked on the door, but as soon as I knocked on the door, it opened, and there was no one in the room. Strange, where can he go early in the morning? I didn't feel anything wrong with the aura of cultivation.

Zhao Qing walked directly inside, there was really no one inside, the quilt was still neatly stacked, telling that the master had not come back overnight, Zhao Qing found a piece of paper on the table in the back room, and there was a sentence on the paper: "I want to save your apprentice, and at night, bring 100,000 spirit stones to the mass grave outside the city alone." ”

Zhao Qing's hand holding the paper became tighter and tighter, and then suddenly the paper turned into a pile of powder and fell. "Hmph, mass graves? I'm going to see what you do. ”

It's also her carelessness, what kind of cultivation does China Eastern Airlines do, giving him 1,000 spirit stones is simply harming him, just like a three-year-old child walking with gold. There are no impermeable walls in the world, and even if the auction house does a good job of protecting it, it is still easy for someone to wonder who is so rich. I knew that she would stay by his side, and she didn't have to be so passive as she is now.

In the evening, in a dense forest, two people, one fat and one thin, were drinking wine and watching the moonlight.

"Brother, did you think the woman would go at night? And that kid shouted that his master was a foundation building monk, should we do this? ”

"I don't know if the mother is going or not, but she is going, and she can't keep it, so let's just sit and wait to collect the money." Tall and thin people look completely sure.

"yes, hehe, that's good. Come. Brother, I'll give you another drink, dry! ”

"!"

……

Zhao Qing came to the mass grave, there was no one here, it was gloomy. Zhao Qing slowly walked between the graves, and could vaguely feel the Yin Spirit that had just died and had not yet been reincarnated floating in front of him.

"I'm here, where are you? What about China Eastern Airlines? Have you brought him here? "I walked around and didn't see anything, but I didn't find it with my sense. Zhao Qing couldn't help but shout.

"Jie Ji, you are finally here, you are the female monk of the foundation building period they say, you are quite delicate." A hoarse, shrill voice rang out.

Zhao Qing used his divine sense to capture the source of the sound for the first time, but it turned out to be under the mound, and his breath was as cold as a corpse, which was missed by Zhao Qing.

"In this way, you can suffer less if you tie your hands, otherwise you will blame me for being ruthless. I can't bear to do it to you, a pretty little girl. ”

Zhao Qing didn't want to listen to any nonsense from him, so he directly took out the purple jade flute, and a sharp flute sound pierced through the dirt and directly blasted the tomb open.

"Stinky girl, toast and don't eat and drink, I'm going to play with you to death and make you my favorite zombie." A man in a black-clothed cloak escaped from the explosion of the tomb, and Zhao Qing was surprised and relieved at the same time by the early cultivation of Jindan.

The cloaked man also took out a flute and played it, the rhythm was strange, the music was harsh, and it made people want to vomit. It didn't take long to see two zombies crawling up from the ground, and the zombies were shining with silver light, which was comparable to the silver zombies of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building.

"That's it." Zhao Qing rolled her eyes, and after a sharp flute sound, something seemed to have exploded in the zombies' bodies, and they fell directly to the ground.

"You...... My zombies! "This is a silver zombie, not to mention how much time, energy and money is spent on the sacrifice, but the main raw materials are not easy to find, and the foundation building monk who has not been dead for a long time, so that the monk's own aura can be perfectly integrated into the zombie. I didn't expect that the zombies that had been cultivated for so long would be solved by Zhao Qing with a flute sound.

Even if he couldn't see the cloaked man's face, Zhao Qing could imagine his distress at losing two silver zombies. "Ah Jin, go, tear her apart for me, I will drain her soul and roast it with spiritual fire for ten thousand years!"

Before Zhao Qing could react to what was happening, he felt an attack coming from his waist. Zhao Qing suddenly felt that her hairs stood up. Twisting his body with all his might, the attack brushed his waist, even if he was not hurt, Gangfeng cut through Zhao Qing's magic robe.

"Huh?" The cloaked man was very curious, and felt incredible that Zhao Qing could dodge his Ah Jin's attack.

Zhao Qing couldn't pay any attention to the cloaked man's expression, because the successive attacks were coming at her. Zhao Qing only noticed that this was a golden zombie! What is this concept? Generally, those who cultivate the way of corpse exorcists are at most encounter silver zombies, and it is impossible for the golden zombies raised by nature to be sent by corpse exorcists, because zombies have spiritual consciousness at the gold level, and they will feel that it is an insult to them. There is only one possibility of the appearance of the Golden Zombie.

"You're a demon cultivator." Zhao Qing's face suddenly darkened, only by controlling the monk of the golden pill and refining him into a zombie before he died, would he refine a golden zombie that could be driven, and the spiritual power in the golden pill would not be wasted.

"That's right, the little girl is smart enough, so I won't hide it." Suddenly, a strong demonic aura came out from under the black cloak, and Zhao Qing felt that his aura was boiling, and he kept shouting 'destroy him' all the time. "How about it, little girl, let go of resistance and follow me, I will spare you the suffering of thousands of years of soul burning."

"Wait until you live to be 1,000 years old, I don't think you will survive tonight."