Name: None

Spirit: Qui Lion

Combat power score: Sixth-order medium grade

Growth potential: Seventh-order lower grade

On the top of a cliff, a huge long-haired lion covered in white was standing there, looking up ahead.

The attribute panel emerges, which is a sixth-order mid-grade spirit.

"Qui Lion?" Qin Ming's first reaction when he saw this male lion was that this spirit name was somewhat familiar.

Then he thought of the Nanshu monk he saw at the foot of the mountain, and it seemed that the purpose of his trip to Xishan was to hunt this burly lion.

turned out to be the first to be found by him.

There are not many spirits above the sixth level, and their inner pills are also worth dozens of medium-grade yuan crystals, and Qin Ming thinks that there is no reason to give them to others.

"Does the master want me to behead this big guy? Jian Cao, who was sitting on his shoulder, saw that Qin Ming had been staring at the Kui Lion, so he asked.

"No problem. Qin Ming said.

"Of course!" Jian Cao's eyes lit up, and he immediately floated into the air, a blush of excitement appeared on his face.

The undisguised aura of the sword grass also immediately alarmed the burly lion.

"Transform into a monster!" Kui Lion's intelligence is not low, and after recognizing the identity of the little milk baby spirit floating over, his heart became highly vigilant.

"Youkai, come here. The little milk baby didn't know where she learned it, so she pointed to the lion and said loudly.

Kui Shi's eyes were cold, "The dignified spirit is a monster, why do you want to work for the human race." ”

In its opinion, a powerful spirit like Sword Grass that can transform into a powerful spirit must have a rare and precious bloodline, and its status among the spirits is also quite high, and it is not a problem to become a hegemon at all, and it should not be in the company of humans.

"My life is given by my master, how can you understand. The sword momentum around Jian Cao's body suddenly rose, setting off an invisible strong wind.

The fierce sense of oppression made the lion retreat again and again, and the hair on his body stood on end.

Roar!

With a roar, it was originally the king of the West Mountain, but this was the first time it was suppressed so badly without a fight.

Sword Grass stretched out his hand, and the cyan ice sword instantly condensed, and with his finger, the ice sword broke through the air and stabbed at the Kui Lion.

The Kui Lion was originally known for his defense, and his thick hair was stronger than fine iron, but under the drive of the milk baby, the ice sword directly pierced these hairs, and half of the blade pierced into the flesh and blood.

The sword qi and cold qi attached to it began to stir and destroy wildly in the body of the qui lion.

This is a complete suppression of the ranks, and the sword grass who has comprehended the sword state of mind is the opponent, which also makes the gap between the two sides too great.

The lion was killed in seconds, and it is not surprising that he has no ability to resist.

The lion's breath was exhausted, and he knew that it would be really difficult to survive if he didn't run again, so he immediately jumped off the cliff and tried to fight for a chance to survive.

But unfortunately, Qin Ming was not ready to give it this chance.

The wind in mid-air suddenly changed, and it was blown back by the jump.

The milk baby once again condensed an ice sword in his hand, and then the huge sword light cut off the head of the lion.

"Stop!" In the jungle in the distance, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and dozens of breaths appeared in Qin Ming's perception range.

Qin Ming looked at it, it was the group of monks who were leading the Nanshu monks.

In a few leaps, the group of monks arrived at the place of the cliff of the West Mountain.

Weng Peng first glanced at the Kui Lion who had been killed, and then his eyes fell on Qin Ming, who was holding the Kui Lion Neidan in his hand.

Qui Lion was the target of his trip, but he didn't expect to be given a head start by others.

"This man can slay the lion alone!" exclaimed one of the monks.

They had been following the lion's tracks all the way, and suddenly they heard the roar of the lion, so they rushed to this side, and found the scene in front of them.

As for the process of the Kui Lion being killed, they didn't see it, compared to the little milk baby Jian Cao who had returned to Qin Ming's side, their first reaction was the Kui Lion killed by Qin Ming.

Weng Peng was silent for a moment, and then said politely: "This brother is very capable, I don't know where he is." ”

"Alone, walking in all directions, I don't know what your Excellency is doing. Qin Ming replied, the Kui Shi Neidan in his hand was not withdrawn, and was still held in his hand.

Weng Peng glanced at the Neidan again, and then said: "This Kuishi Neidan is of great use to me, I am willing to buy it with fifty medium-grade Yuan Crystals, I don't know if Your Excellency can sell it to me." ”

"Yes. Qin Ming nodded.

The sixth-order mid-grade spirit inner pill is generally worth about thirty to forty medium-grade Yuan Crystals on the market.

Some of the rare essences may be worth a little higher, but they will not be higher than fifty medium-grade Yuan Crystals.

The price offered by Weng Peng is very generous.

Of course, maybe Qin Ming's strength was strong enough, otherwise this Weng Peng would not be so easy to speak.

In the wilderness, forcible seizure, or even murder and robbery, is a common thing for monks.

Weng Peng heard Qin Ming's agreement, and took out a bag of Yuan Jing on the spot and threw it to Qin Ming first.

Qin Ming opened it and looked at it, there was no doubt that it was indeed fifty medium-grade Yuan Crystals, so he threw the Kui Lion Neidan in his hand to Weng Peng.

For him, his Neidan was meant to be sold, and it wasn't for anyone to sell to, but if it could be sold for a good price, it would be fine.

When Kui Shi Neidan arrived, Weng Peng's complexion eased slightly.

"If you have the opportunity to come to my Nanshu as a guest, I will greet you personally. Weng Peng then extended an invitation to Qin Ming.

A powerful family like them, for those genius monks they encountered, they would not miss the opportunity to recruit them.

Qin Ming nodded, said a few polite words, and the two sides separated in a very harmonious manner.

The expected tension did not materialize, and the problem was resolved peacefully through a deal.

"Lord Weng, since this burly lion has been killed, shall we?" asked a monk who followed Weng Peng.

"Don't worry, I still have a few intelligence information on heaven and earth treasures in my hands, if you have nothing to do with me to find it, everyone will have a share. Weng Peng said.

"Okay, everything is up to the adults. The monk replied.

This trip to Xishan, they were not willing to return empty-handed, so they naturally wanted to follow Weng Peng to make some benefits.

Somewhere in the mountains, a wisp of black smoke suddenly appeared.

With this wisp of black smoke, several bald monks in monk's robes slowly walked out of it.

"It's a bit lively in the mountains today. One of the monks suddenly laughed and licked his somewhat dry mouth.

"Well, you are free to play and remember not to provoke the wrong people. A one-eyed elderly monk said slowly.

"Okay, it just so happens that I'm about to break the level recently, and I need a lot of supplements, hehe......"

Although this group of monks are from Buddhism, they do not have the aura of dust at all.

On the contrary, the cloudy eyes are like poisonous snakes, giving people a chilling feeling.