Chapter Fifty-Four: I, a natural disaster, have money!

"Ahem."

There was a light cough in the middle of the forest, and then a figure stepped out of it.

"Don't get me wrong, there is no malice here."

Zhou Tong said with a smile, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Who the hell are you, what are you doing here?"

The dark cloud crane did not relax his vigilance because of this, and asked sharply.

He won't be deceived by the other party's smirk, in this dangerous 100,000 mountains in the Southern Wilderness, are there really harmless people and animals?

If he hadn't been able to sense Zhou Tong's specific cultivation and couldn't figure out his details and strength, he would have done it directly.

"Under ...... Zhou Botong, a natural disaster scatterer, is a loose cultivator from Shu. ”

After reciting a name, Zhou Tong said with a smile: "I have long admired the prestige of the Green-robed Patriarch of Baiman Mountain, his old man and the masters of the Demon Dao, but I have never had the opportunity to see it, and I have always regretted it in my heart. ”

"This time I was forced to be unable to gain a foothold in my hometown, and I came to the Southern Wilderness specifically to join Baiman Mountain, and I hope that this Taoist friend can help introduce one or two, of course, I will not let Taoist friends help in vain, and a small gift is not a tribute."

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and a rosary-bead magic weapon made of bronze skeletons appeared in his palm, and he looked at the dark cloud crane with a smile.

"Huh?"

The two small eyes of the dark cloud crane suddenly lit up, and his face couldn't help but be filled with greed.

He didn't know what the bronze skull beads were for, though.

But just from the treasure light on the surface and the aura emanating from it, it can be seen that this is clearly a medium-grade magic weapon refined by demonic dao techniques.

This kind of quality is even stronger than his current talisman demon treasure Yin Demon Head Knife!

"Haha, it's easy to say......"

The dark cloud crane snorted on his mouth, and one hand couldn't help but tentatively grab the bronze skull rosary in Zhou Tong's hand.

Zhou Tong didn't stop it, but threw it and directly threw the bronze skull rosary in his hand to the other party.

"Good baby, good baby!"

The dark cloud crane hurriedly caught the rosary and probed it with his thoughts, and sure enough, as he expected, although the refining technique was strange and weird, it was indeed a medium-grade magic weapon.

This was a great gift for him, a Daoji monk who had not yet feared the primordial gods.

For a while, I rubbed it repeatedly in my hands, and I couldn't put it down.

"Daoyou is really generous, and Wu is grateful."

Wuyun Crane couldn't help but say with emotion.

The attitude is no longer as vigilant and vigilant as before, and the tone has become much warmer.

As the saying goes, the mouth of eating people is short, and the hands of people are short.

Even if he is a disciple of the third generation of the Baiman Mountain lineage, there are only a few magic weapons in his hands, and most of them are only low-grade magic weapons.

It was only the talisman magic weapon that had been refined with great effort that the Yin Demon Head Knife barely reached the mid-grade level.

Now that he has obtained a high-grade medium-grade magic treasure for nothing, how can he not be overjoyed in his heart?

"It's just a magic weapon, what is it?"

Zhou Tong waved his hand magnificently, and then said seductively: "As long as Daoyou can help Yucheng in this matter, there will be another reward." ”

"Really?"

The dark cloud crane's breathing became heavy, and a pair of small eyes couldn't help but radiate a green light.

As soon as he made a move, it was a medium-grade magic treasure, and he had never seen such a big deal a few times since he had practiced, let alone landed on his own head.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Zhou Botong's cultivation strength was probably above him, he would have been unable to help but think of killing people and grabbing treasures.

"It's more real than real gold."

Zhou Tong nodded affirmatively, and stretched out his hand to point to the black cloud crane's hand: "As long as Daoist friends can help with this, I will give Daoyou two magic weapons of the same grade as it, and I will never lose my word." ”

"Okay, since Daoyou is so bold, this matter is on me."

The dark cloud crane immediately patted his chest and made a package ticket.

It is different from the Shushan sect, which is a righteous sect that purely relies on the inheritance of master and apprentice.

Baiman Mountain calls itself the ancestral court of the Southern Demon Sect, and it is already a mixture of fish and dragons, hiding dirt and dirt.

In addition to the many disciples and disciples passed down by the green-robed ancestor himself, there are also many evil demons from all over the Southern Ganbu Continent who have come to take refuge.

Some of these people came purely and wanted to worship under the green-robed ancestor to learn the profound demonic Dao Dafa.

Some of them saw the majesty of Baiman Mountain, ran over to hug the thick legs, and followed them to make a fortune.

There are also people like Zhou Botong now, who have provoked powerful enemies elsewhere, and they can't stand in the original place, so they can only run over and take refuge under the wings of Baiman Mountain, so as to save their lives.

And Baiman Mountain is a strong momentum, and almost no one refuses.

You only need to verify it briefly to make sure that you are indeed the sequence of the evil devil's crooked path, and your own strength is two, and Baimanshan will accept it all.

Therefore, Zhou Tong's request was not a problem for Wuyunhe at all.

Even if you don't look for him, through the regular procedures, you can still join Baiman Mountain under the conditions of thoroughness, at most it will be a little more cumbersome and delayed for a few days.

Such a wronged boss who was sent to the door in vain, he did not slaughter the black clouds and cranes, and he did not slaughter the white cranes.

This is really the blessed people don't have to be busy, and the unblessed people are busy and broken.

If his few dead ghost brothers knew that he could bump into such a good thing when he got off the mountain, I am afraid that even his intestines would regret it!

The dark cloud crane even had the urge to hum two hometown tunes, and the snot was bubbling beautifully.

At this time, where can he still care about collecting the errand of worship, and slaughter the big fat sheep in front of him first.

Looking at the dark clouds and cranes who thought they had a plan, Zhou Tong also secretly sneered in his heart.

Is it true that he doesn't know the rules of this Hundred Barbarian Mountain?

As everyone knows, what he is fighting for is this time difference.

If you follow the normal rules, let alone delay for a few days, as long as you delay for a day or two, it will be too late.

If he waited for the two miscellaneous hairs from the Shushan faction to catch up, then he should be busy trying to find a way to escape, and there would be no need to enter Baiman Mountain again.

But on the other hand, if he could enter Baiman Mountain before the duo sent by Shushan to chase and kill, at least he would be safe for the time being.

This is also the lair of the Southern Demon Cult.

Not only did the demons dance wildly, but there was also the green-robed ancestor, the famous old demon, who was in charge himself.

No matter how arrogant the people of the Shushan faction are, they don't dare to casually break into this demon cave!

Just a few earth-level magic weapons that he couldn't use now, in exchange for such a celestial umbrella as the green-robed ancestor.

It was a bargain that seemed unprofitable to him.

After all, the green-robed ancestor is an immortal-level old devil, and his strength is not for fun.

You must know that the earth immortals in this earth immortal world are not the same thing as the earth immortals in the reckless world.