"My turtle turtle, isn't this the shell of the sixth-order demon beast 'Netherworld Xuanshui Turtle', it's still intact!" Zhao Shenbi's eyes widened, and after swallowing his saliva, he was a little dumbfounded, "Where did this Liu Qing get this inheritance and treasure?"

"Is there still dimensional heavy water? is actually dimensional heavy water?" Zhao Shenbi was taken aback again, and his face changed greatly.

After wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he said with palpitations, "Fortunately, this time Yuan Chongshui has been integrated into the power of space, and Liu Qing can't use it at all, otherwise the victory or defeat in that battle at the beginning may still be between five and five." ”

As Zhao Shenbi counted them one by one, the excitement on his face became stronger, and even his cheeks showed a flush of excitement, like a sunset on the horizon that was about to fall under the mountain.

And his scarlet pupils disappeared with murderous aura, and it even seemed that they had become red because they saw Qian and his eyes were open.

In the storage bag, in addition to these two treasures that can be called priceless, there are also the lower grade Dao weapons that Liu Qing performed that day, as well as some various spiritual weapons, and six magic weapons with powerful spiritual energy.

The three-handled set of daggers was the three streamers that Liu Qing sacrificed at the beginning and almost killed Zhao Shenbi.

An unknown pitch-black square cloth, on which the golden lines flowed, and the power of prohibition was about to come out.

A ghostly skull, and I can't see any mystery for the time being.

and a quaint blue token, in which there are still three drops of Liu Qing's essence blood, which is obviously the water attribute natal magic weapon that he has warmed in the Qi Mansion.

Zhao Shenbi spit out a ball of essence from his mouth, and under the influence of his soul power, except for the blue token, the divine soul imprint on the rest of the magic weapons was immediately broken.

Orphaned again.

These treasures, even if Zhao Shenbi doesn't use them, they are also magic weapons on the Jindan monk, and they can be sold for a lot of spirit stones at the auction.

In addition, some of the various demon beast materials, as well as more than seventy spirit herbs and elixirs that are more than 100 years old, are also fifty or sixty thousand spirit stones, which simply makes Zhao Shenbi smile from ear to ear, and his heart is sweeter than eating honey.

As for the ready-made spirit stones, Liu Qing didn't have many in his storage bag, only dozens of medium-grade spirit stones, and more than a thousand lower-grade spirit stones with slightly inferior spiritual energy, which was also in line with the net worth of a wild cultivator.

But putting aside the spirit stones, it was hard to imagine that these various treasures were actually obtained from a mountain and wild cultivator.

Ordinary Ye Xiu, even if he is lucky enough to be among the earth immortals, he is afraid that he has exhausted his resources and has nothing left, and it is impossible to be like Liu Qing, who is even richer than some ancestral earth immortals in the sect.

But now it's all cheaper, and Zhao Shenbi has made a lot of money this time.

And the jade cylinder that recorded the immortal technique of "Shushan Shui Ze Jue" was confirmed by Zhao Shenbi to be only a fragment that could be cultivated to the late Yuan Infant period, so he immediately threw it to Sumeru without interest.

After all, if anyone had both the complete version of the supreme method of the Star Dao Body, as well as the strange technique of the Ash Heavenly Thunder, they would probably turn their noses up at the other techniques.

After sorting out all this, Zhao Shenbi let out a sigh of relief and was about to lie on the futon and sleep in his clothes.

The elder token on his waist, which was like a small gourd, suddenly trembled slightly, emitting a faint blue-green light.

This change came unexpectedly, and before Zhao Shenbi could react, a piece of information slowly appeared in Zhao Shenbi's sea of knowledge like a warm current.

"Zhao Shenbi, the eastern commander of the Third Legion of the Monk Alliance, has meritorious service in guarding Xiushui City, beheaded a fourth-order demon, awarded 20,000 merits, and has a chance to wash the marrow of Tianchi!"

Before the words fell, Zhao Shenbi saw that in the token, the number that was originally clearly written "one thousand" suddenly changed to "twenty-one thousand".

After Zhao Shenbi was stunned for a moment, he immediately showed a sudden look on his face, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In this battle to defend the city, Zhao Shenbi, as a high-level combat force on the Terran side, faced the boundless demon tide, took the lead in killing the leader of the opposite side, not to mention, and even almost died on the battlefield, but what he obtained was only 20,000 battle merits.

I can't even make up a fraction of the ancient Tongtiantai exchange qualifications.

It is conceivable how unattainable it is for an ordinary Jindan Earth Immortal like Lan Xin to exchange for the top ten treasures on the list.

Even the "Infant Transformation Pill", which the monk dreamed of and needed 40,000 combat exploits, if he didn't have some terrifying means to make some kind of immortal achievement, I am afraid he would only be able to watch it.

As for the "Heavenly Pool" mentioned in the reward, it is just a treasure land built with manpower and can be tempered with spiritual power, which is a rare opportunity for ordinary monks.

But for Zhao Shenbi, a kind of physical cultivation of the Xingchen Dao body, it is like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to lose it.

But then again, the 20,000 battle exploits and the opportunity to cleanse the marrow of Tianchi were originally intended to be directly intercepted by the Council of Elders.

Because Zhao Shenbi was slandered and framed by Liu Qing before, he was crowned with many major crimes, and even whether he could save his life was two words, so it was naturally impossible to reward him again.

Now that he has been going around and around, after being delayed for so long, he still fell into the hands of Zhao Shenbi again, and he must have an inseparable relationship with Wang Xuanji and his father, who was the first person in the Tianyuan Continent.

After being interrupted by this sudden battle merit reward, Zhao Shenbi suddenly came to his senses, and he no longer felt the slightest sleep.

He looked up, and through the huge window lattice of the cave, he suddenly found that the canopy of the sky isolated by the formation had already darkened, but between the streets, there were lights everywhere, and the lights were brilliant, like a fairyland on earth, a sea of light.

"This is ......," Zhao Shenbi said in surprise.

After Sumeru followed his line of sight, she asked with a smile, "What? Could it be that you forgot that today is the night of celebration in Silk City?"

Before the words fell, a brilliant fireworks like a galaxy rose into the air, bursting and burning on the pitch-black sky, transforming into thousands of broken and dazzling streamers, like overwhelming rain, slowly falling from the sky and falling to the ground.

"I forgot how much time had passed. Zhao Shenbi sighed and muttered.

With the explosion of fireworks, the silent and solemn night of Silk City was suddenly filled with joyful and festive sounds, gongs and drums, and firecrackers, which were deafening.

But Zhao Shenbi still heard the footsteps coming slowly outside the gate of the cave.

Sumeru's long eyes narrowed slightly, and after forgetting him with a smile, his figure suddenly dissipated into a streamer and returned to Zhao Shenbi's sleeve.

"Commander Zhao is here, and his subordinate Zhou Luan, on the orders of his family teacher, respectfully respects Commander Zhao to participate in the celebration ceremony!" Outside the cave, a soft woman's voice sounded slowly, flowing in like a bay of spring water.

"Zhou Luan?" Zhao Shenbi's face changed greatly.

Although Zhao Shenbi later learned that the absurdity of Zhou Luan coming to his cave mansion and taking the initiative to recommend himself as a pillow seat was caused by Liu Qing pretending to be Lan Xin behind his back and threatening to persecute Zhou Luan.

But the same scene, the same scene, happened again in the same night, and it still couldn't help but make Zhao Shenbi think about it, and an evil fire rose in his belly.

However, even if he has the heart of a thief, he does not have the courage to be a thief.

After hearing the cold snort coming from his robe, he just smiled bitterly, but did not make any sound.

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi didn't answer, let alone the slightest intention of opening the door to meet him, Zhou Luan seemed to understand, and coughed lightly a little embarrassed.

A hint of crimson appeared on her face, and she bit her lip lightly and said, "In this grand ceremony, Commander Zhao only needs to show his face, and the rest of the things are all arranged by his subordinates, and I hope that Commander Zhao will appreciate it." And after the battle that day, the subordinates were very concerned about Commander Zhao's injury, and if Commander Zhao didn't even let him see him, wouldn't it chill the hearts of our guards?"

When Zhao Shenbi heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and the incomparably majestic soul power swept by.

Outside the cave, in addition to Zhou Luan, who is slim and graceful, blooming like a rose in the night breeze, there are hundreds of monks wearing armor and condensing their breath like stubborn iron, like javelins, standing in the cold night.

It is the pro-army under the command of Zhao Shenbi.

It's just that compared to when we first met, the number of people was significantly less than one or twenty.

And everyone's body is now full of minor or serious injuries, and even the natal spiritual weapon that accompanies them day and night was also damaged in that battle.

That was in the battle where Zhao Shenbi blocked Long Zhuyu's full blow.

Zhao Shenbi was silent.

Zhao Shenbi didn't speak, and the hundreds of monks were silent, without the slightest intention of leaving. It's just that those pair of double pupils are still full of admiration and fanatical light.

It seems that Zhao Shenbi does not show up, and they are ready to stand outside this gate for the night.

The cold wind was biting, I don't know how long it had been, even the first round of fireworks had burned out, and when the sky was dark again, the gate of the cave suddenly opened.

Shine brightly.

A tall and thin figure hung a long knife from his waist, bathed in the grand light reflected by the night pearl, and slowly walked out.

Tsing Yi has white hair, and his momentum is like a dragon.

And all the pro-army at this moment, their bodies suddenly tensed like bowstrings, and the iron armor rang loudly, doing their best to show their best side in front of Zhao Shenbi.

After Zhao Shenbi's gaze slowly swept over everyone, he smiled lightly and said, "Today is the night of celebration, don't be so serious." I have a hundred jars of fine wine here, can you drink a glass?"

Hundreds of people were shocked, and they bowed to the ground, "Obey the orders of the commander!"

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