The campfire was burning, the wine and meat were fragrant, the sound was humming, and the place where the flames shone seemed to be two worlds away from the dark forest.

Luo Qing took the wine gourd in the hands of the herbalist beside him and drank it unceremoniously. This is a local wine made by herbalists and doctors. It has a spicy throat but also has a vanilla scent. It is very unique.

Lu Bing's eyesight is indeed trustworthy. Most of the people he met were local herbalists in Cliff City. Over the past decade, they have travelled back and forth between the ancient city of Modi and the city of Dendor on several occasions. They are experts in picking dragon grass and know some of the roots of day government.

With such a group of people, it is really difficult to kill people for money, and safety will be guaranteed.

After a brief dinner, more than 20 people on both sides began chatting aimlessly. For some reason, both sides deliberately avoid the other's harvest questions, but it is impossible to completely ignore them. As a result, after a few twists and turns, some people from the other side of the cliff city talked about the secret information and anecdotes of the mansion during the day, and they were not very lonely.

The conversation revolves around agave and finally returns to agave, but the discussion is about what medicinal properties this herb has.

More than half of those present were professional herbalists who did not know some of the properties of the medicine and could speculate wildly. So you say your prescription, I say my pill, twenty people, divided into several groups, gradually from discussion to debate, to quarrel, the atmosphere became hot.

While several were arguing together, someone suddenly shouted, "It's all fart." How could it be so simple!"

When speaking, everyone looked sideways. The weeping man came from the other side of Cliff City. He seems to be Li Hong. He may have been drunk and his face was flushed. I'm afraid he doesn't even know what he just said.

Seeing that he had drunk too much, his companion quickly poked him to sober him up. However, Li Hong is a respectable person, and he is really drunk. Seeing that he was making a blockbuster film, and the conversation was getting more and more enthusiastic, a big secret from rumors came to light: "Don't believe it, this agave is usually a cure for headaches and brain fever." However, in their opinion, the government did a good job during the day. They took out 180 pieces of this stuff, and it was no different from the weeds on the side of the road. Why do people have to put so much effort into hiring us to pick it?

"In the final analysis, in our hands, this grass is grass and a remedy, but in the Heavenly Palace, it can turn stones into gold......"

When it comes to key points, he emphasized, but is stuck here, pretending to be mysterious. Such a gesture only irritates people, but what can be done about such an alcoholic?

At this time, Luo Qing's herbalist who shared a wine gourd with him smiled very lowly: "Li Laosi has an older sister, and she is married to an attendant who is in the mansion during the day. He has the most such hearsay......"

Luo Qing listened to it with interest and wanted to know more. Li Hong was very happy that she had sold enough guanzier over there. Many urged him, and he smiled: "There is nothing to say. In fact, the government bought this agave during the day because they could be made into potions. As long as they soak a large amount of agave in it, after a while, these agave plants have the best quality and the most complete one that is likely to be soaked alive......"

At this time, there were seven or eight people who suspected the "bubble life"

"Hey, I don't know if I'm alive. All I know is that my brother-in-law said that this soaked vetiver will absorb all the medicinal properties of other herbs. If the medicine is sufficient, vetiver will regenerate and change, just as a caterpillar turns into a butterfly and becomes a new herb. At that time, vetiver would not have been called vetiver, but... Vetiver!"

"Ichthyosaurus?"

The campfire was quiet for a while, and then it was noisy. They first asked Li Hong about the use of ichthyosaurus, but here, Li Hong's belly had already been given 7788. Barely a few words, they began to answer irrelevant questions. However, it was too hot for people to get a definitive answer. They began to indulge their imaginations, attaching all sorts of magical abilities to the Ichthyosaurus, imagining what would do them if they got their hands on these treasures.

At this time, the drunkard next to him handed over the gourd and invited him to drink together. At the same time, he asked him with a smile, "If you have this fairy grass, I don't know what to change?"

Where did you get the fairy grass from? The man was almost drunk.

Luo Qing glanced at him, regardless of the haggard faces of his drinking friends, he swallowed all the wine in the gourd in one gulp, and rushed to the top of the door with a burning smell of wine wrapped in medicine. He suddenly felt excited and laughed: "If I want to live forever, who can get it?"

There was a sudden silence around the fire, followed by laughter and strange cries. Nine out of ten people thought Luo Qing was joking. Although they haven't been together for a long time, Ke Luoqing is not only handsome in appearance and has great strength, but also treats people very generously. All of them feel that he is not evil and coax him in a friendly way, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

However, some people can feel Luo Qing's true thoughts, at least understand that Luo Qing's human ambitions are extraordinary. Lu Bingju on the other side gestured to this side, and his lover also responded with a smile, everything is there.

The warm atmosphere continued, but Luo Qing himself left, staring at the jumping bonfire with a hint of non-existence: if it was so easy for him to tell the truth, he would also be drunk.

Or has his heart's desire reached this point?

When he was young, Luo Qing didn't understand the true meaning of "immortality", but he clearly knew the price of immortality - the countless bones under the two immortal palaces were the best explanation.

At first, it was just fear, but later, as we grew older and gained courage, the fear faded away. Only the deep traces left behind are always imprinted in the bottom of a person's heart. In addition, the magic of the two immortals who called the wind and the rain and flew to the earth was like a seed, buried deep in the impression, germinating, growing, and even becoming a towering tree deeply rooted in the heart during the long days of wandering.

Unconsciously, "longevity" has become an instinct in his blood. Instinctively pursue, rather than think about what is called "meaning", because immortality itself is a collection of meanings.

Luo Qing understands it like this.

Spirits aroused his desires. He wanted to rush into this world very badly. His blood boiled, and he tried to break through the invisible barrier, but he was always so weak - he could already hear the lid above his head crashing.

Ever since entering the advanced stages of recovery and opening the "spiritual know-how" in the dark, this feeling has grown stronger ever since I felt my charm. These days, the local Mogu has even reached the point where the Dan furnace is boiling and rushing out.

Luo Qing knew that this was a precursor to a breakthrough, but it happened that he lacked a chance. With his current strength, he's still a bit short. Luckily, he has enough patience and resilience to build up power at this level until he pushes his limits.

By the time he was away, the people around the campfire had shaken off his "illusion of immortality" joke and returned to their primary concerns. However, after a long discussion, they still did not understand whether this was really using borneol or ichthyosaurs. After a long period of insignificance, the public became somewhat apathetic. When they saw that it was going to be cold, suddenly someone sneered: "Whatever it is, you must know how much it is worth." ”

To put it simply. Luo Qing also returned to absolute existence. He thought it was Li Hong who said another word, but he quickly realized that it was wrong. He spoke sonorously and powerfully, and his voice was like gold and iron, which was very different from Li Hong's previous vague tone.

Looking away, he suddenly realized that it was a Taoist priest Hades.

This person also belonged to the Juebi City group, but instead of being a full-time herbalist, he joined Midway, which is somewhat similar to Luo Qing's situation. He was also a Taoist priest and claimed to be a Taoist priest, but he had a rough face, a beard, a ring of bell-like eyes, and sharp eyes. Luo Qing previously estimated that among this group of herbalist doctors, this person was the only one with the best achievements. He may be an enlightened person, superior to others.

People's eyes were on him. Someone smiled and said, "Is this grass comparable to the Sanyang Mansion Sword?"

Before introducing himself, Yan Daoren admitted that his target was Fujian Sanyang, the same as Luoyang, so he said so.

Daoist Yan grinned and said, "Sanyang Mansion is built, this is not easy to calculate. I only know that ten kinds of ichthyosaurus grass can be exchanged for cold jade heart pills. ”

This said, a circle of people were at a loss, and they only felt that Daoist Yan's words did not know what was called. Only Li Hong, who seemed to have lost some of the power of alcohol, began to pretend, showing a thoughtful expression: "Where did you hear about Han Yu's Heart Cleansing Pill?"

"It must have been during the day. ”

Yan Daoren grinned and said: "The day house can build hundreds of Sanyang Fujian every year, this cold jade heart washing pill is only three or two ounces in the hands of the mansion master, and it must be carefully stored in the secret room and guarded by a special person, so as not to be stolen by pests... Hey hey, that's what it means. ”

"Hiss!"

More than twenty people painted a rather spectacular chill scene together, but Luo felt a little absent-minded. I don't know why, seeing Yan Daoshi's smile, he felt very sad in his heart, and a special smell welled up in his nose. Before he could discern the truth, Daoist Yan laughed again: "However, although the Leng Yu Heart Pill is good, it can't reach it. I'm not as good as three Yang Fujian. As long as there are a thousand agaves, I can exchange them. I'd better keep my feet on the ground and take it step by step. ”

What does he mean?

Luo Qing keenly grasped Yan Daoguan's change of tone. The word "I" inserted horizontally is really weird. He was not the only smart person, Lu Bing also raised his head and looked at the past with puzzled eyes.

At this time, the smell of the nose is extremely strong.

"Be careful!"

Luo Qing suddenly shouted, and while the rest of the people were still at a loss, he suddenly retreated and lay down like this. After a while, a red light applied to his eyes, and a wave of heat hit him, hardening the skin on his forehead.

What followed was a series of screams, and Daoist Yan laughed unbridledly.

"Bastard!" this was Lu Bing's voice, accompanied by the sound of a sonorous sword.

Luo Qing turned over again and walked out of the country. Only then did he jump from the ground. Screams are always heard in the process.

Looking up, I saw the tragic sight of a corpse lying on the fire. Around the campfire, the people who had previously had a heated discussion, at this time, most of the bodies were lying on the scene, and the herbalist who had just shared a drink with him was split in half. They weren't dead yet, struggling and moaning on the ground. The cut of the huge wound was charred as charcoal, and half of the blood could not be flowed, but it was more terrifying than the scene of five steps splashing blood.

All of this was caused by Daoist Yan.

The man was smiling, holding a red mang, panting. At first glance, his body looks like a glowing stick, round and without a front. However, upon closer inspection, he found that the flames had condensed and his breath was as sharp as a sword. As the light radiates, more surging flames will gush out. Where they pass, the plants on the ground burn naturally in the absence of wind, quickly forming a huge ring of fire that can rise and fall indefinitely.

In the circle of fire, Lu Bing's face was distorted, and he looked like a madman. He violently attacked the Yan Daoren. The sword in his hand was cold and shiny. It's not of any kind. The sword is as powerful as a storm and imposing. However, Yan Daoguan does not attach much importance to this. His feet didn't move. The red mang trembled slightly in his hand, easily blocking Liu Bing's sword of life.

Moreover, Yan Daochang still turned his head and smiled at Luo Qing: "You are very alert, Ye Tao just read it out loud, you will realize it, otherwise your little white face will be cut in half for me......"

Luo Qing's eyebrows raised. The murderer is too arrogant.

Of course, Yan Daoguan does have arrogant capital. His skillful and clumsy swordsmanship was obviously far beyond Lu Bing's level. However, Luo Qing was not afraid. His face was cold. Although he does not have a sharp weapon in his hands, he is still able to lead the green light and the Holy Spirit. He was ready to rely on Fu Fa and Liu Bing to attack this old man.

Seeing that he was calm, Yan Daoren smiled, and suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

As the words fell, Luo Qing saw a red line extending from the void. He opened his mouth, and before he could make any sound, he saw the sword light shattering in the sky. Liu Bing and his sword slashed down at the same time, and fell to the burning grass to the point of life and death.

Luo Ganzheng sleeved the operator's hand suddenly settled.

All the screaming and moaning was gone. Except for Luo Qing, the remaining 20 herbalists all died at the hands of Yan Daoshi. The murderer was still not satisfied, and he turned his red eyes and stared at Luo Qing's face.

"Little white face, why don't you come up?"

Luo Qing found that he had seriously underestimated Yan Daoguan.

In terms of physical achievement, there is not much difference between a state of long breathing and a state of resuscitation after reaching its peak. Liu Bing is also proficient in swordsmanship, and his combat effectiveness is not inferior to him. But such a figure was slashed by Yan Daoren with a sword. Of course, it had the peculiar and sharp effect of a fire sword, but Daoist Yan's own attainments definitely exceeded the standards set by Luo Qing.

Beyond the advanced stage of enlightenment, isn't it a monk?

Luo Qing didn't say anything, pulled back, and jumped three feet.

Yan Dao took a long sip and strode forward without hurrying.

Before Luo Qing retreated, he was optimistic about the terrain. The place where he fell was just a turning point in the mountain. There was a loud thud, and gravel splattered at his feet. His legs and feet were using almost all their strength. He turned his body around an angle and turned behind the piled rocks at a faster speed.

Yan Daoren laughed: "Can you escape?"

As he spoke, he hurried a few steps around the corner, turned around, and let out a loud noise in surprise.

In his sight, there were only the shadows of the swaying dark mountains and forests in the distance, and Luo Qing's figure all disappeared.

Yan Daoshi's eyes widened, and he was at a loss for a moment. Although it was getting late, his sight was still a mile away, which was probably the distance from the woods where one could hide. Although the dancer is flexible, there will not be such a quick way.

From here to the dense forest, the road is flat and almost not covered with rocky vegetation, just hide and you may find more. Daoist Yan was stunned for a long time, and then called out coldly: "My child is very slippery, but is it easy for Daochang to cheat?"

He closed his eyes, and under the control of his fascination, a layer of invisible power swept through the land in a fluctuating manner. Soon, his eyes sparkled.

Suddenly, there was a thud at his feet, and a rock around him was kicked down, revealing a half-man-tall cavern behind him. The caves were formed naturally, but the rocks that blocked the front were removed from other places and decorated with thatched dwarf trees. At first glance, it looks like a part of the mountain. In fact, it can squeeze a person through the bushes in the hollow below.

This arrangement completely deceives people's eyes, but people like Yan Daoguan sometimes don't need eyes to judge!

However, there was still a problem that Yan Daoguan did not understand. The dancer is obviously a passerby. How could he arrange such a secret place?

There was no answer to this question, but the more this happened, the stronger his murderous intent became, and he walked into the cave without hesitation.

"Even if a little white face turns into a big mouse, he can't escape Ye Tao's sword!"

Although the cave was dark and bare, it could not hold the light of the red and red swords in the hands of the Yan Dao people. He took a few steps, and suddenly the inside became spacious. There are indeed traces of people living in it. Yan Daoren even saw fragments scattered on the ground.

However, at this time, his face changed slightly, because he clearly felt that the breeze was blowing from here, and there were two other wind directions!

There are three exits in this cave, one for him and two for him. God knows where Luo Qing went.

"It's really rats digging holes......

Yan Daochang smiled hatefully: "If someone really escapes, it's a pity that you have seen me and Wang Daochang!"

He didn't want to waste time either. As soon as he closed his eyes, he was driven again, sweeping the caves on both sides. The residual aura left by Luo Qing was like a faint flame, revealing it. Yan Daoren quickly discovered a hole and strode after it.