Lao Liu directly hammered the head of the black general: "Lao Zhao is only the mentor of the Begonia girl, not his master, if it is taught to the Begonia girl, with Lao Zhao's temperament, I am afraid that he will not accept the second apprentice, and the Begonia girl will have to inherit the mantle of Lao Zhao." Fortunately, the begonia girl didn't teach you to bring, and you have to kill other people's girls if you take them. ”

General Hei was not convinced: "What's wrong with the mantle?" Won't I just accept my father's inheritance? Now I'm too strong to speak, and I'm invincible in the Spirit Realm! ”

"How many years has your father taught you?" The sixth asked indifferently.

"It's not much, it's only 10,000 years." General Hei is very spirited, in the spiritual realm, he is an absolutely invincible existence!

"How long will it take for the begonia girl to leave?" The sixth asked indifferently.

"Seven years!" What kind of problem is this, can he still remember this number wrong?

Seeing that General Hei hadn't comprehended it yet, Lao Liu sighed deeply, how did this stupid guy break through to the spiritual realm?

"Well, you can go into retreat, and if you want anything, just tell me." After thinking about it, Zhao Qintian decided to put this matter on hold for the time being.

"Yes, the student is retiring."

After Dongfang Zitang saluted, he left the courtyard.

After returning to Menglan College, Dongfang Zitang sorted out and summarized the study in the past few days, and also applied it practically, and even made a diffuse understanding in the form of formulas. Then, she entered the tomb and continued to the next step.

Three years later.

Dongfang Zitang was told by Qingmo after overcoming a layer of stairs that Mu Xian had been to the Divine Tomb, but he just put a red fruit on the steps and left.

"Red fruit?" Dongfang Zitang's mind moved, and he arrived at the steps where Mu Xian stayed every time he came in, and saw the "red fruit" that Qingmo said.

"Cold Flame Fruit!" Dongfang Zitang recognized the red fruit at a glance.

The cold flame fruit is a natural spiritual creature, extremely rare in the world, the last time the news appeared is said to be 500 million years ago, but I didn't expect Dongfang Zitang to see it here.

"I'll go, this thing is a cold flame fruit?" Qingmo hurriedly checked the red fruit, carefully compared the image of the Cold Flame Fruit in his database, and finally confirmed that this was really the Cold Flame Fruit!

That stinky man still has this ability? You actually sent the Cold Flame Fruit here? Isn't that just a clear gift to your own woman?! Oops, it turned out that he misunderstood that stinky man, and that stinky man is still a little useful!

Qingmo immediately wanted to hug Leng Yanguo and kiss him, but was stopped by Dongfang Zitang.

"It may not be for me, I'll keep it for Mu Xian." A strange spirit fruit like the Cold Flame Fruit will definitely be detrimental to the fruit if it is kept for a long time.

Dongfang Zitang once learned the method of preserving medicinal materials from Hongyue, she used the same method to treat the Cold Flame Fruit, and set up a small formation near the Cold Flame Fruit to facilitate the long-term preservation of the Cold Flame Fruit.

"Put it here, of course it's for us," Qingmo looked at his stupid woman who not only didn't take the Cold Flame Fruit for herself, but actually helped others save the Cold Flame Fruit, very anxious, "After eating this Cold Flame Fruit, you can turn the power of the soul into a cold flame, combined with your fire attributes, your soul cultivation is the most suitable, it is a waste to give that stinky man!" ”

"Waste is also Mu Xian's own, not to mention, there will be no waste of things used on Mu Xian," Dongfang Zitang was unmoved, and even ordered Qing Mo, "Don't touch this cold flame fruit." ”

Qingmo was very aggrieved, but Qingmo knew the character of this stupid woman in her family, and she had always said the same.

Dongfang Zitang continued to climb the stairs, while Qingmo looked at Leng Yanguo greedily and thought, if that stinky man came, he must slap his face with a fishtail!

Qingmo really waited for Mu Xian, but when he rushed towards Mu Xian, Mu Xian only left another item and left the Divine Tomb directly.

Qingmo in the air: "......"

Qingmo tidied up his appearance a little, and he decided to take a good look at what the stinky man threw in.

"Huh? Is it a blank disc? What is it? Cutlery? Qingmo was full of question marks.

Qingmo took the white disc and looked up and down, left and right, and then supported his chin with his little hand and began to think.

After thinking for a moment, Qingmo's mind flashed: "I know, he must have sent tableware to his master to eat the Cold Flame Fruit!" ”

It's really sweet, smelly man.

It's not in vain that he tolerated that he was actually his woman, and the palace was so long.

In the following time, Mu Xian went in and out several times, each time without stopping, and leaving something behind.

Looking at one thing after another, Qingmo felt more and more uneasy, because he felt that every single one of them was a powerful thing!

Qingmo's fish tail began to tremble, and he couldn't help but wonder if these were all things of the same value as the Cold Flame Fruit, could he really fan this fish tail?

Who is that man? It seems that his luck has always been very good, and his own woman has even become very lucky for a while because of wearing the close-fitting jade pendant he sent...... Could it be that he ...... Is it a child of the plane?

Qingmo was stunned when he thought of this idea, and then shook his head vigorously: "How is it possible?" As far as the small plane where my woman was born, so poor, it would be nice to have a demon star, how could it be that the demon star and the son of the plane were born at the same stage? ”

Qingmo denied this idea, but I have to say that Qingmo has already left the impression in his head that it is related to Mu Xian's excellent luck.

Dongfang Zitang completed a step and came to her senses, and as soon as she came to her senses, she heard Qingmo's call.

"Master, master, come to me quickly! Big thing! Disastrous! Qingmo couldn't calm down at all.

Dongfang Zitang came to the place where Qingmo was in a thought, she looked at the thing in front of her, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"These are all thrown in by the man, like garbage." Qingmo didn't forget to complain.

Dongfang Zitang picked up one of the random things and pinched it with fifty percent of his strength, and the other party was not damaged at all.

She added eighty percent of her strength, but the other party was still unharmed.

With ten percent of his strength, Dongfang Zitang finally deformed the other party a little.

"The quality is no less than the fourth-order magic weapon." Dongfang Zitang concluded.

Her current physical strength is comparable to that of the Spirit Realm Stage, and the magic weapon that she can only hurt with her full strength will definitely not be below the fourth order.

I just don't know if the monks of this magic weapon Linghai period can use it, if it can be used, it is the real treasure.

"What did Mu Xian say?" Dongfang Zitang looked at the large pile in front of her, the steps she had just taken had only been four months, and there were too many things that Mu Xian threw down.

Qingmo shook his head: "He just threw it down and ran, I doubt if he knows that I plan to slap him in the face with his tail." ”

Dongfang Zitang: "......"

Although I don't know what the reason is, it's certainly not the reason.

Is Mu Xian exploring the secret realm? But if it's just an ordinary exploration of the secret realm, why go to the god's tomb to put it down every time you get a treasure and then go back directly?

Right here, Qingmo felt that the Divine Tomb had been opened again, and he hurriedly said, "Here we go again!" ”

Sure enough, Mu Xian's figure suddenly appeared in front of Dongfang Zitang's eyes, Dongfang Zitang raised her eyes, she saw Mu Xian's green cedar, and before she could see his Ruoyu's face, a drop of blood dripped on Dongfang Zitang's face.

"Mu Xian!" Dongfang Zitang hurriedly caught the blood that fell on Mu Xian, she looked at the large piece of blood on Mu Xian's chest, and a healing technique was used on Mu Xian at the same time.