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Covered in cold sweat, Xu Yiyang opened his eyes for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The temptation of treasures and the threat of death are both most directly related to monks! Treasures mean that monks can take shortcuts and gain powerful power faster and more conveniently. And death...... It is the deepest fear of every monk. With a two-pronged approach, how many people can avoid vulgarity?

"That'...... What about those phoenixes?" Xu Yiyang's voice was a little difficult.

"Are you talking about those trees?" Xiao Qing turned her gaze from the battlefield to Xu Yiyang, "I have a lot, a lot! Brother, do you want those houses to build? I don't think I want them, it's so ugly! I'll give you these crystals, okay? Xiao Qing likes pink houses!"

Xu Yiyang was completely speechless.

This palace seems to be built with pink crystals, but Xu Yiyang has been here for some time, and he clearly notices that these are the best spirit stones!

As for the pink color, it is to use supernatural powers to pour the aura of the five elements of heaven and earth into the spirit stone. This kind of method is not something that ordinary monks can do, and it requires great strength and the most exquisite control over supernatural spells and the aura of heaven and earth.

As far as Xu Yiyang is concerned, he simply can't do it. It was also an impossible task for Brother Jindan. Only those top-level Yuanying Cultivators could possibly do this.

And all this is just because Xiaoqing thinks it's more beautiful......

"Actually, I don't just have those trees here!" Xiaoqing said to Xu Yiyang as if offering a treasure, "Those flowers and plants are all planted by me elsewhere." The old owner of those places didn't let me go out and be seen. So, I used a little spell to project these flowers and plants. ”

The horror in Xu Yiyang's heart became even more violent.

This...... What kind of treasure is Xiaoqing's body, Qinglingding? According to her, isn't it a world of its own in the body?

This...... At least it's an innate treasure!

God...... Xu Yiyang didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He was shocked here, but he didn't notice that Xiaoqing's voice was trembling slightly when he said these words.

After a long time, Xu Yiyang sighed: "You little girl, you scared my brother." ”

Xiaoqing was stunned: "What?"

"There are some good things that have to be hidden from others. Xu Yiyang sighed slightly, "If people find out, they will be thinking about you all day long, and they will come to plot against you and snatch your treasure." ”

Xiaoqing turned around and looked at Xu Yiyang seriously: "Doesn't my brother want these treasures?" The old master said, if anyone can get these treasures, no matter how stupid they are, they can practice to the point of ascension. ”

Xu Yiyang shook his head slightly: "In the past, I might still want it, but now...... If I can get it, then I won't refuse. But if I were to be asked to pursue it, I still didn't have to. I am my own treasure, and I am not new to myself in the excessive pursuit of foreign things. If you don't believe in yourself, how can you build the Great Dao?"

Xiaoqing's small body was sits for a while, and there was a strange brilliance in his eyes when he looked at Xu Yiyang. She shook Xu Yiyang's hand hard, but she didn't speak again.

And at this moment, those monks seemed to have finally made a decision.

The monk of the Sword Pavilion began to move on. They no longer look at those tempting spiritual flowers and elixirs, but are just trying to find Feng Qiwu. And the rest of the monks, some of them gave up such a terrifying and tempting opportunity in front of them, and some ...... But with a gloomy face, he began to apply all kinds of magic spells to himself, ready to fight to the death.

But when a dragon cultivator went to pick the refining flower almost with the intention of death, but was not attacked, all the demon cultivators were stunned.

Xu Yiyang sighed, he knew that the melee was about to start again.

That damn "old master" accurately grasped the psychology of every monk.

It was sad to see those monks fighting bloodily, not knowing that they had fallen into the calculations. Xu Yiyang sighed, and for a while his heart was really mixed.

What can he say?

"They are to blame. Suddenly, a hard voice sounded, but it was the sword box that appeared in Xu Yiyang's sea of knowledge. He felt the entanglement in Xu Yiyang's heart, and finally appeared.

"On the path of cultivation, treasures are an extremely important part. But...... Many monks ignore this, they regard treasures as everything!" The bold man who manifested the sword box was unprecedentedly serious, "Indeed, obtaining treasures can allow one's cultivation to improve rapidly in a short period of time, or allow oneself to defeat powerful enemies in an instant. But this doesn't help the avenue in any way!"

Xu Yiyang nodded.

Yes, whatever it is, it is important for the monks. What elixirs, magic weapons, talismans, spirit stones, and even double cultivators almost all have an extremely important position. But what is the purpose of all this?

For the avenue!

But for those monks who were fighting, they clearly knew that there was a powerful monk's cave here, and it was very likely that they would obtain the monk's inheritance and obtain many valuable things—such as exercises, practice experiences, and so on. All of these can help a monk to pursue the Great Path.

But they had just entered the portal, and they started fighting for the elixir......

So, the sword box has a definition of this - a bunch of idiots!

Putting the cart before the horse, what is it not a fool?

In fact, now Xu Yiyang also thinks that those monks are a little stupid.

There are also those who are not stupid - Sword Pavilion Monks.

They're trying to move forward. But more and more and more precious various spiritual flowers and elixirs were presented in front of them one by one. These temptations, as if a naked beauty had been released in front of a hungry ghost who had been imprisoned for ten years, made people's hearts itch.

Even if Xu Yiyang didn't have a strong sense of belonging to the Sword Pavilion, he couldn't help but get nervous at the moment: "Xiaoqing......"

Xiaoqing was staring at Xu Yiyang's head hard, as if he could see the scene in the sea of his knowledge: "Come out, you come out for me!"

The sword box was lazily silent.

Xu Yiyang knew that Xiaoqing had discovered the existence of the sword box, so he didn't care: "Xiaoqing, those ...... It's my brother......"

Xiao Qing's eyes widened suddenly: "Those guys who are looking at the flowers and plants and panting are actually your senior brothers......?" No wonder they're so much better than those idiots!"

Xu Yiyang sneered, the elite of the Sword Pavilion turned out to be only stronger than fools!

Huang Kuan gasped for breath and closed his eyes vigorously.

In front of him, there was a thousand-year-old blood lingzhi, silently exuding a fragrance. The aroma emitted by this blood lingzhi was even like substance, forming a dense mist, shrouding the sky over the bright red lingzhi. In the mist, Huang Kuan saw that there was a horse the size of a divine horse, galloping happily.

Ganoderma lucidum is enlightened for 9,000 years and turned into Zhima!

As for Zhima, needless to say, how precious it is, in the cultivation world, there have always been only legends, and no one has ever seen them with their own eyes. Even the Sword Pavilion's Sect Leader had never seen such a magnificent treasure.

Do you want to make a move? Huang Kuan stopped. As long as you carefully pick this blood lingzhi by the roots, go back and cultivate it for a while, you can get the legendary Zhima.

According to legend, a drop of Zhima's blood can make a mortal achieve Jindan! If a Jindan monk takes a drop of Zhima's blood, he will be able to form a primordial baby......

These are just legends, and no one knows how.

But now, Huang Kuan clearly has such an opportunity to verify the rumors......

So, do you want to make a move?

Huang Kuan's breathing was even heavier, and even his hands were shaking.

Next to him, another Sword Pavilion monk was also in a daze.

In front of his eyes, there was a spirit flower. The plant of this spiritual flower is only more than a foot high, but the flowers that bloom are the size of a human head! And they are colorful and gorgeous......

Next to him, a chubby monk drooled over a green spirit fruit on a vine.

All kinds of temptations make people so tormented!

And looking at the blood lingzhi, Huang Kuan finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand......

Xu Yiyang also closed his eyes painfully. If it touches, Huang Kuan will immediately face the attack of Xiaoqing's "little friend"!

At this moment, there was a sharp whistling!

Then, those chaotic battles stopped all at once.

I saw the dragon monk shouting frantically: "Illusion! Illusion! Everyone be on guard!"

In the midst of the scuffle, this successful dragon monk frantically rushed into the clansmen. When he was covered in wounds and finally reunited with his people, he immediately took the Refining Flower from the storage ring and handed it over to another monk who was better than himself for safekeeping.

But when his mind reached into the storage ring, his complexion immediately changed.

In his storage ring, where was the Refining Flower? It was so empty! He didn't believe in evil, and he probed carefully again, but still found nothing.

This time, the dragon clan sent them into the Chenghai Secret Realm. The dragon clan gave them the greatest support, and the requirements were quite strict, that is, all harvests must be handed over, and after returning to the clan, they will be distributed uniformly.

Although there is no possibility of distributing such treasures to them for use, the other rewards in exchange for them will definitely be extremely rich!

Therefore, the dragon monk's face became gloomy.

Then, he understood something, handed over his storage ring, and began to yell loudly.