Bei Xiaoling heard it next to him, and asked puzzledly: "Little Secret Realm to capture the treasure?" I can just go, I will definitely help my senior sister win the first place this year! After speaking, he raised his pink fist and shook it, looking yearning.

The old woman shook her head with a wry smile, and hurriedly explained to Bei Xiaoling that the small secret realm has realm restrictions, and only monks from the Mortal Martial Realm and the Spiritual Martial Realm can enter, otherwise they will be wiped out by the powerful power of rules. There are a lot of rare and exotic herbs in the small secret realm, which can be used for alchemy.

"Huh, if it is opened once a year, the small secret realm has been discovered for so many years, and no matter how many rare and exotic grasses there are, they have already been picked clean, right?" asked Bei Xiaoling puzzled.

The old woman continued to explain: "It stands to reason that this is true, but there is actually another mystery in the small secret realm, although the opening time of the small secret realm is not long, only about ten days, but it is enough for the monk to collect seventy-seven-eighty-eight. But when I went in the second year, I could still find a lot of exotic grasses. ”

"There are monks who have been to the small secret realm for several years in a row and found that the place where they had picked last year had obviously been picked the next year, and when they went in the next year, a spirit grass of the same decades appeared, which was incredible. ”

Later, after countless years of excavation and verification, someone finally found a strange bronze tripod in the small secret realm, which seemed to have countless rare and exotic plants. It's just that the bronze tripod only appears once every five years, and its whereabouts are ethereal, and it seems to have the wisdom to escape, so no one has obtained this bronze tripod so far. After the old woman finished speaking, she was also blind, and she had already delayed the bronze tripod by three feet.

The more Pei Xiaoling listened, the more mysterious he became, he still didn't understand, and asked again: "What is the size of the bronze tripod vessel? How can there be countless rare and exotic grasses? If there really is such a powerful spiritual weapon, has no monk ever slashed his cultivation to go in and snatch it?"

Su Luo looked at the old woman's explanation and explained it clearly, and personally explained the confusion for Bei Xiaoling: "The bronze tripod is only half a person tall, but some strong people guess that the bronze tripod should be the spiritual weapon of a certain ancient powerful person. ”

"As for self-slashing cultivation, it's not worth it to snatch this bronze tripod vessel, after all, it only spews out some rare and exotic grasses, and it's just of some use for monks below the Yuanwu realm. There are also people who have done this, after all, this bronze tripod itself is a great treasure, but the bronze tripod is extremely mysterious, and it has not been won so far. ”

Bei Xiaoling nodded after hearing this, and sighed. For the sake of the bronze tripod that is not sure of its usefulness, it is really not worth it to self-decapitate.

"Then why did Senior Sister bring Zhongli back? Could he be able to grab this bronze tripod for you?" Bei Xiaoling was like a curious baby, constantly throwing out questions. The old woman was also a little curious, and looked at Su Luo, not understanding why she brought Zhongli back.

"Senior sister, do you remember when you fought Shangguan Yaowen? Actually, I had already arrived at that time, but Edgeworth was high in the air. You won't blame me if you didn't make a timely move, right?" asked Su Luo.

Bei Xiaoling's face became a little solemn, and said: "Don't blame Senior Sister, I know that Senior Sister wants to test my strength, Shangguan Yaowen is indeed very strong, I am not his opponent." But what does this have to do with Zhongli?"

Su Luo continued: "You were at war at the time, and you probably didn't notice. He was watching from the sidelines, the only one who kept his eyes on the two of you. Even as if he saw the moment when you fought each other, his expression at that time was solemn rather than surprised. From this..."

Su Luo didn't finish the second half of the sentence, and both of them understood what she meant.

"Could it be that Deacon Su thinks that he is also a cultivator of the Yuanwu Realm?" After the old woman asked, she felt a little disbelieving, Bei Xiaoling is a fire spirit physique, with the support of the Divine Sword Sect behind him, I don't know how many heavenly and earthly treasures he has poured out, and he has only entered the Yuanwu Realm at the age of seventeen.

Su Luo shook his head and said softly with great certainty: "That's not true, but at least it's a cultivator of the Spirit Martial Realm, and it's still a monk who can challenge beyond the ranks." Otherwise, he wouldn't have shown that look, looking at that look, there is a possibility of winning or losing compared to his own fight with his junior sister. Of course, Su Luo didn't believe that Zhongli could be strong enough to challenge Bei Xiaoling's Fire Spirit Body.

If Zhongli was here, he would definitely be surprised, and just through a little detail, he would be able to touch his bottom carefully. I have to say that Su Luo's meticulous observation ability is too powerful.

After chatting, the things escorted had also been put into storage, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest, Su Luo and Bei Xiaoling had not seen each other for three years, so they crowded into a boudoir and talked all night.

......

The bright moon is hanging in the sky, and the night of Qingming City is more lively than the day, and the market is brightly lit and full of people, which seems to be very lively.

The monks will live in a relatively remote place, far away from the downtown area, after all, when they practice at night, they can not be disturbed, and the Divine Sword Sect is naturally no exception.

The shops in the bazaar are relatively hot, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians, except for one shop that sells spiritual weapons, and the business is a little bleak, and the customers are two or three, and they basically come out when they walk in.

In the backyard of the shop that sells spiritual artifacts, there is a person sitting in a gazebo drinking tea and admiring the moonlight. But the shopkeeper was on his knees, bowing his head, looking very humble.

"Sect Master, the sect disciples have recruited four more casual cultivators today, and now our Heaven Replenishing Sect has more than three hundred people. I don't know when the first jihad will be launched. The shopkeeper knelt on the ground, his eyes full of fanaticism.

The man put down the teacup in his hand, slowly stood up, and turned around, it was the fat man who had been taken away by the spirit demon.

"Oh, don't worry, the disciples of the Mending Heaven Sect are not many, so let's reduce the number of sect members to less than a hundred first, and then report to me when we are done. "The 'fat man' said, at this moment, it is the spirit demon that occupies the body.

"Huh?" the shopkeeper was a little surprised, and he had managed to secretly absorb so many monks into the church, but now it was going to be reduced, and he didn't understand the meaning of 'fat man'.

Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, the fat on his face moved sideways, and he said with a weird smile: "Let them use each other's demonic spirit magic skills, devour each other, and leave a hundred people behind." ”

After hearing this, the shopkeeper's originally fanatical eyes became a little confused, then surprised, and finally even more fanatical, and said excitedly: "The sect leader does things that ordinary people dare not do, and even his thoughts are so unique and imaginative, which is really admired by his subordinates!"

Looking at the fanatical eyes of the shopkeeper who were about to erupt fire, the 'fat man' kicked him impatiently.

The 'fat man' didn't use his spiritual power, just a light kick, and the speed was very slow, but the fifth-order cultivation of the storekeeper Lingwu Realm didn't dare to dodge at all, and fell to the ground, and then quickly got up and said, "My subordinates will do it!"

The shopkeeper was gone, and the 'fat man' returned to the gazebo and continued to sit down, drinking tea.

"Are you too cruel to do this, recruit them into the Mending Heaven Sect, and let them kill each other. "The 'fat man' tone became a little indignant, it was the fat man's soul talking to the spirit demon.

When the spirit demon heard the fat man's question, he smiled contemptuously: "Is it cruel? When you humans killed our spirit demon clan and drove us out of the Lingwu Continent, why didn't you say that you were cruel? Do you think I have done a lot of killing? Compared to your human killing skills, I am still far behind." Besides, if they want to become strong, they naturally have to pay a price, and there is no such thing as a free lunch. ”

The fat man continued to be dissatisfied and indignant, "It's ridiculous, I haven't heard of what you said, even if the human race really fought against your spirit demons and drove you out of the Lingwu Continent, but... But..."

Seeing that the fat man didn't say the second half, the spirit demon couldn't help but laugh sarcastically: "You want to say, but shouldn't you humans kill each other? Heh, are you blaming me for inducing them to kill each other?"

"Have you seen that you human powerhouses sacrificed blood to one city and one country in order to get a strange treasure? No wonder now that the Lingwu Continent doesn't even have a mortal empire, it is dominated by monks. No matter how cruel we spirits are, we will not kill mortals. ”

Speaking of this, the spirit demon became excited: "Do you want to say that I slaughtered Sunset City with blood? It was forced by you humans, and this rebirth, I came for revenge." I will definitely welcome back my former kind to return to this Lingwu Continent! When I find the same kind of herbs, I will leave your body, and all the cultivation in this body will be left to you. ”

"When the time comes, I will take my sunny path, and you will cross your single-plank bridge, and you will never interfere with each other again. You'd better take care of what I'm doing now!"

After the spirit demon finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and spun half a circle in the air, the void twisted, and then a sleeping fiery red bird appeared in his hand, he found the weakness of the fat man, as long as the fat man stopped him from doing anything, and took out this heavy bright bird to threaten him, he would be honest.

Sure enough, when the fat man saw the Chongming bird pinched in the hand of the spirit demon, he sighed in his heart and fell silent again.