On the rugged side of the strange rocks, it was facing Dongyang City, and the base camp of the Flowerless Sect was on it.

The side of the rich mountains and forests is facing the southern Xinjiang.

At the foot of Wuhua Mountain, the carriage and horses could not go any further, so the group got off the carriage and walked up the small stone steps.

Xia Shengnuan walked here, inexplicably a little familiar, as if he had been here before.

I vaguely remember that it seemed that the master took her up the mountain to collect medicine.

She was playful and slipped over here to play.

There were a few images flickering, but she didn't really want to think about it, so she didn't want to.

The stone steps are like a ladder, all the way up, walking for a long time, finally to a huge grotto.

Outside the grotto is a huge three words, "Flowerless Religion".

There is also a grass depicted on it, which is their holy grass, Thousand Dream Grass.

The Thousand Dream Grass grows on the Flower Mountain, and is personally cultivated by the Flower Sect Master, and the women of the Flower Sect exist to protect the Holy Grass.

The holy grass can not only detoxify all kinds of poisons, but also prolong life, bring the dead back to life, men use it, can strengthen the body, the wind is vigorous, women use it, can rejuvenate the muscles, rejuvenate the second spring.

Especially for women who have been disfigured, it is even more grassy to get rid of the disease, no matter how bad the face is, you can repair it to a flat and tidy, and the living muscles will regenerate a baby face like an egg shell.

Xia Shengnuan felt itchy when he saw the grass, and he didn't know how much silver he could buy with one in his hand.

However, this sacred grass is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it takes ten years to cultivate one plant, and no matter how many people ask for it, they can't ask for it.

Whether I can sell it to you or not, I don't rely on much silver, I just look at the face of the leader of the Flowerless Sect.

It is said that if you are pleasing to the eye, you will sell it without money, and if you are not pleasing to the eye, you will not sell it for any silver!

However, the leader of the Flower Sect had been hidden in the rivers and lakes many years ago, and her whereabouts were erratic, and it was difficult to reach the sky if she wanted to see her.

They can only try their luck first.

Seeing that there was no one at the entrance of the grotto, the group walked directly inside.

Before he could reach the door, two women dressed in black, with their heads and faces wrapped in black veil, flew out of nowhere.

Only a pair of eyes were revealed, looking at the person who came vigilantly and displeasedly, and said coldly, "What is the so-called thing about you breaking into my Flower Sect?" ”

Mr. Huamu stepped forward and said politely, "We have come thousands of miles and want to ask for a Thousand Dream Grass, and ask the girl to return to your sect leader." ”

The woman in black listened and said coldly, "The sect leader has not seen any guests in retreat and cultivation for the past few days, please go back." ”

"The matter is urgent, please report it to the girl, disturb the sect leader, we will definitely make compensation." Mr. Draw Mu continued to be polite.

And then the egg......

The woman in black said coolly, "There are countless people who come to ask for holy grass every day, and our Flower Sect does not lack this kind of compensation, so go back." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked back, extremely arrogant.

Mr. Mu: "......"

These old women are so hard to talk to!

As soon as he mentioned his true anger, he was about to continue to speak sharply and move with emotion and reason, but before he could say anything, the person next to him had already turned around and flew directly towards the two women in black.

But in the blink of an eye, Xue Liang's long sword was already against the neck of one of the women in black.

"Please also ask my sister to make it convenient and go back and report it."

Xia Shengliang's voice is as cold as snow, and his upbringing over the years has made him extremely anxious and maintain proper etiquette.

The long sword on the neck was as cold as frost, exuding a faint coolness, licking the woman's neck like a snake letter.

The woman in black stiffened slightly.

This little boy's kung fu is also very high, and she was choked before she could react.

Seeing that the killing intent in this little boy's body seemed to be wantonly superimposed, as if as long as she said that she refused, her head would fall to the ground immediately. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.