Chapter 67: Three-Yuan Treasure Land

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Yi Yun asked strangely.

Yang Wanping, this guy, has been staring at him since he arrived at the Three Yuan Treasure Land, with a suspicious look!

"Haha, Little Brother Yi Yun's strength is so strong, I don't know where the water and soil can raise such a god?" Yang Wanping said with a smile.

"Earth. Yi Yun replied directly, even if he said it, the old man must not know where it was.

"Oh ~ Earth, I've heard of it. ”

"You've heard of it!" Yi Yun looked directly at Yang Wanping.

Yang Wanping's eyes dodged, he just wanted to be close, but he didn't expect Yi Yun's reaction to be so big, so he had to say embarrassedly, "Earth, I heard it wrong just now, and I heard it as Di ...... Autumn. ”

Yi Yun rolled his eyes at him, as far as he knew, there was no such place name nearby, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"By the way, you said before that our sect master is kind to you, I don't know if it'......"

Yang Wanping suddenly stroked his beard and became confused.

"Back then, I was chased and killed by the enemy, and when I was dying, Sect Master Bai descended from the sky and smashed the enemy with a snap of his fingers, not only saving me, but also enlightening and helping me break through to the Xuanyu realm. ”

I see......

This kindness is really not small, but what is the matter with Zhuo Wan'er? Could it be that he is your own granddaughter?

It turned out that Zhuo Wan'er had been leaning on Yi Yun all the way, although her face was cold, but this action was very confusing.

"By the way, Yi Yun, your strength is so terrifying, and your cultivation time is not long, right?" Yang Wanping asked with a grin.

"It's ok. Yi Yun replied.

Yang Wanping had a bitter face, what does it mean?

What he wanted was a specific age.

"That, do you think you have Zhuo Wan'er from our sect?" Yang Wanping asked with a pulled face.

Yi Yun didn't know why, but he still carefully observed it.

It's obviously a twenty-eight girl, but her skin is still as tender as a baby.

"Almost, I should be a little older than her. ”

Hiss~

Although he had been prepared, Yang Wanping and the people around him were still shocked.

Such a young Xuanyu powerhouse is really a genius of heaven and earth!

"What, is it very old?" Yi Yun asked.

"Haha, not old, just right, just right. Yang Wanping's head was sweating.

If he is still old, then his life will be in vain.

Although Zhuo Wan'er was also shocked, she concealed it well in her heart, and she still exuded the temperament of an idler.

But when Yi Yun was far away, she came over by herself, which was very strange.

"Sect Master Yang, what's wrong with your family's holy daughter, is it ...... come?"

"Shut up!" Yang Wanping knew what he was going to say, and quickly interrupted.

"You're the same age, talk more. ”

Yi Yun scratched his head in embarrassment, so he had to reply softly; "Oh~"

"Sect Master Yang, let's hurry up and open the Three-Yuan Treasure Land, I have to go back to the Light Spirit Sect to restore my life. ”

Yang Wanping heard that Yi Yun was going back, and hurriedly signaled Zhuo Wan'er with his eyes.

Although Zhuo Wan'er was reluctant, she still nodded slightly.

Yang Wanping continued, "Okay, I'll urge these three tokens. ”

The three dragon's eye beads were neatly placed on an altar, surrounded by four high platforms, each of which was engraved with a strange formation.

With Yang Wanping's Xuan Qi urging, the dragon's eye bead radiated a blue mystical light, which complemented the altar.

"You four stand up there," Yang Wanping ordered.

Yi Yun took Zhuo Guan'er and the other two disciples of the Traceless Sect to stand on it.

There was a surge of light, and the four of them disappeared in place.

Burst~

After Yi Yun and the others dissipated, Yang Wanping couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and quickly took out a pill and ate it.

It was relatively easy for three people to urge this altar, and it was too much of a burden for him alone.

The four of Yi Yun were teleported to a fish pond, circular, about a kilometer straight, surrounded by fist-sized bluestones, and beyond was a small piece of land, and the rest was a gray space, inaccessible.

In the fish pond, there are thumb-sized brocade fish swimming slowly, and there are three colors: purple, black and red.

They represent aura, soul power, and qi and blood.

"Is this the three-ingoted treasure land? Yi Yun looked around, Yang Wanping described it to him, this is the first time he has seen it.

Zhuo Guan'er and the other two disciples didn't talk nonsense and went directly into the water to fish.

Don't look at these little fish slowly, once there is some movement, they will run fast.

These fish are all spiritual creatures condensed in the three-yuan treasure land, and they can be washed and refined by eating.

But at the same time, it is very fragile, and a little more force will collapse.

You have to use a special gourd to approach the spirit fish and put it in.

With this heavy pool of water, it is very difficult to catch, and there is a time limit of three hours.

Zhuo Wan'er shuttled flexibly in the water, and stretched out her hand to catch the small fish in front of her, but the other party jumped dozens of meters directly with a flutter, and she had no choice but to look for the next target.

One disciple ran around stirring up the entire pond, while the other disciple gave up and opened his mouth wide, waiting for the spirit fish to swim into his mouth automatically.

Ay~

Yi Yun sighed leisurely, according to them, they have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

"Get out of the way, let me come!"

After that, Yi Yun jumped into the pond with a bang, shuttling through it at a very fast speed, and before the spirit fish could react, he was included in the gourd, and there was not a single spirit fish left in the pond after half a pillar of incense.

Zhuo Wan'er looked at the empty pond, so she had to jump to the shore angrily to absorb a spirit fish she had just caught.

The other two disciples approached Yi Yun with a grin.

"Senior Brother Yi, you caught it so fast, it's still more than two hours before the end, and you're gone. One of the disciples laughed.

Yi Yun nodded, "It's really too fast, why don't I put two in and you catch and play?"

The two disciples looked at each other, and the spirit fish in Zhuo Wan'er's hand almost collapsed.

"Haha, what about teasing you, how many fish do you estimate Zhuo Wan'er would have caught by the end?" Yi Yun said with a smile.

The two disciples thought for a moment and then said, "Last time, the Holy Maiden only took ten. ”

Yi Yun understood, took out forty small purple fish from the gourd and handed them to them.

"Ten for each of you, twenty for Zhuo Wan'er. Yi Yun commanded.

There were only a hundred spirit fish of each color, and he divided forty of them, Zhuo Wan'er had one more, Yi Yun now had fifty-nine purple spirit fish left, and there was no need to divide the other two.

The two disciples were overjoyed and hurriedly thanked them.

If they had caught it themselves, it would have been nice to have four or five by the end, and now they got it for nothing.

The two disciples walked up to Zhuo Guan'er with a gourd.

At this time, Zhuo Wan'er had already absorbed the spirit fish, and she had heard what she had said just now, but she was still hesitant to accept Yi Yun's kindness.

Once accepted, this broke the deadlock in the relationship between the two, and she couldn't look at Yi Yun coldly anymore.

"Haha, the sect master really has a vision, a talent like Senior Brother Yi is worthy of a saint!" After receiving the gifts, the two began to tout.

Zhuo Wan'er didn't like it, so she resigned.

"Thank you Yi Yun for your kindness, and take this spirit fish back. ”