This time the ancient vein mined spirit stones than the last time more than the last time, the number of Tianshu Pavilion can naturally increase, with this alone, this Hajj Conference can be regarded as a success, after going back, Tianshu Pavilion development of a new opportunity.

Yang Xiu sat at the stone table with his hands and feet complete, drinking tea. Listening to Liu Wenzhong's tone just now, this time can be regarded as a bumper harvest, and the rewards of each disciple have increased instead of decreasing, which can be regarded as an unexpected harvest.

However, Lin Shuangchen on the other side of the stone table was looking at him lightly, Yang Xiu was able to gag with Liu Wenzhong, but he could only be honest in the face of the beautiful master who was smart in the face of ice and snow.

"You rashly heal the dragon turtle, what should you do if you miss? Yu Lingzhai's strength is in the top three in the Ning country, and if you kill the dragon turtle, you can make you disappear with a word; after curing countless enemies who are secretly watching are jealous of you, those people wish that Yu Lingzhai's strength was damaged, why should you trouble yourself?"

Lin Shuangchen's voice was silent, but Yang Xiu was terrified when he heard it. When it came to the competition between the major sects, Yang Xiu could imagine how bloody the interests in the dark were, and it was indeed reckless to make a decision on the spur of the moment at that time.

However, thinking of the good-natured groan of the Qiyun Dragon Turtle just now, Yang Xiu was relieved.

"Master, the life span of the Qiyun Dragon Turtle is boundless, I don't know how many births, old age, sickness and death I have seen, I can stand myself as a king in a random place in the Great Wilderness, why stay in Yulingzhai and be driven by others? But it still guards the apprentices and grandchildren of its previous master, isn't it because of the friendship and promise of the previous master?"

Yang Xiu put down the teacup, looked at Lin Shuangchen with a somewhat disgusted expression, and said with a free smile: "A spirit beast is still like this, but it is difficult to find such a loyal friendship among immortal cultivators. I just want to prove that without cultivating the Ruthless Immortal Dao, the monk spirit beast can still cultivate and live well. ”

Yang Xiu said solemnly, Lin Shuangchen lowered his eyelids slightly and did not speak. Since he was a child, he heard his master say that he could not live forever if he was concerned, but the only apprentice he accepted was a firm supporter of immortal cultivation.

When the head of the house opened his mouth to let Yang Xiu stay under his door, how did he think about it? Because of this matter, I heard that the master and the head of the house had quarreled several times.

Yang Xiu had already noticed the subtle changes in Lin Shuangchen, the original fairy who was as cold as a stone who didn't care about the world was still cold as usual, but in front of Yang Xiu, there was a trace of warmth.

Maybe Lin Shuangchen didn't even notice it, when he heard that Yang Xiu had come out to treat the Qiyun Dragon Turtle, Lin Shuangchen was happy for his master, but he was more worried about Yang Xiu's safety.

"Master, you don't have to worry,"

Yang Xiu saw Lin Shuangchen looking down and thinking, knowing what the other party was worried about, and said: "No one in Fanjing Mountain dares to mess around, since Min Qingshan came over generously just now, it is to warn other Xiaoxiao, this time our Tianshu Pavilion can make a lot of money." ”

Lin Shuangchen saw that Yang Xiu had secretly changed his concept, his beautiful eyes glanced at Yang Xiu, and he didn't speak again. What he was worried about was Yang Xiu's safety, but he led the topic to the benefits of Tianshu Pavilion, this slippery head.

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The rewards of the savage experience were quickly distributed, and this time every disciple of the Immortal Ink Sect and the Heavenly Book Pavilion was very red when they met, because this time the battle for the ranking of the sect was no longer a secret, but the villain behind the Immortal Ink Sect was kicked back by the Heavenly Book Pavilion, which was very happy.

Everyone didn't know that Yang Xiu was the biggest hero, and the long-faced thing of treating the Qiyun Dragon Turtle was only circulated among a few people. Yang Xiu didn't care about this reputation, it was right to count the money in a muffled voice. Now Yang Xiu would pull out the porcelain bottle every night and look at the blue water elixir, and he would wake up laughing several times in the next night.

Lin Shuangchen was still not at ease after all, and personally wrote a Taoist talisman to Yang Xiu, the name is very vulgar, called the ghost exorcism talisman, which is said to be able to avoid many unlucky things.

As one of the top few sects in the Ning Kingdom, the Imperial Spirit Sect has many enemies, but what worries Lin Shuangchen the most is a sect called Worm Mountain.

Worm Mountain, this disgusting name alone conjures up a lot of bad things. The strength of this sect is also in the same place as that of Tianshu Pavilion, but it inherits an extremely rare exorcism technique, which specializes in controlling evil ghosts and torturing people's souls.

The monks of Worm Mountain have a well-known nickname in Ningguo, called Mr. Zombie, and they are experts in assassination, and it would be too dangerous if the other party targeted Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu hid the exorcism talisman close to his body, very solemnly. I don't know if there are immortals in this world, but there are definitely ghosts, and there are many evil ghosts in the dungeon of Bingdaotang who harm people in the world, which are the raw materials used by monks for research.

Yang Xiu had seen a green demon locked up by several senior brothers, with a few Dao talismans attached to his body, and countless pipes tied to him, and his miserable roar was not like anger, but like begging for mercy. Since then, Yang Xiu, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, even the last trace of curiosity has dissipated without a trace.

But ghosts are also the same as monsters, there are soft-footed shrimp and powerful characters, so Yang Xiu did not refuse Lin Shuangchen's kindness, not to mention that it also carried Lin Shuangchen's quiet body fragrance.

The Hajj Conference went very smoothly, if you don't consider Liu Kunshan, who died like a father with a bitter face, it can be called a joy for the guests and hosts.

The various sects finally gathered together to discuss the plan to deal with the barbarian demon beasts, Yang Xiu's identity was not enough to participate, and he was not interested, he just looked forward to holding a trading conference as soon as possible after the end, Liu Xian was still guarding the nearly thousand spirit stones at home, and he really couldn't feel at ease if he didn't spend them early.

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"Recently, there have been frequent movements of wild monsters, and I don't know what will happen. Lin Shuangchen naturally took the tea handed over by Yang Xiu, took a sip elegantly, and said in a low voice.

Yang Xiu stood at the table and poured another cup of tea, and said, "The tide of spiritual power decline has arrived, and those big demon beasts are now coming out to lose their lifespan, I don't believe that they are so stupid, I guess they are just making a show." ”

Liu Wenzhong looked at the harmonious appearance of a teacher and an apprentice in front of him, and his eyes were full of satisfaction. In the past, Lin Shuangchen had a serious cleanliness habit, and he never let others touch the things he used, and this kind of thing of letting others make tea and pour water is incredible.

It seems that it is the right choice for the head of the sect to put Yang Xiu in Xiaomeng Mountain, and he doesn't want to see Senior Sister Lin, who has been smart since childhood, become a stone man with no heart, and I don't know what Uncle Fuyun thinks.

Seeing that Liu Wenzhong was stunned and didn't speak, Yang Xiu didn't know that the other party was still fighting his own idea, and continued: "Tianshu Pavilion is located in the hinterland of Tongzhou, and the pressure on facing the barbarian demon beasts is much less, let those big factions toss by themselves." ”

Liu Wenzhong came back to his senses, reached out and snatched the teacup that Yang Xiu brought to his mouth, smelled the rich fragrance of tea, nodded with satisfaction, and glared at Yang Xiu: "Little sister-in-law, if you have a master, you forget your uncle." Your master was selected this time, and after the Hajj Conference is over, he will go to the southern front line to kill demons, and it is estimated that he will not be able to go back with us. ”

"Shenma?"

Yang Xiu glared at Liu Wenzhong, and then looked at Lin Shuangchen, who looked calm, and saw Lin Shuangchen take out a folded piece of paper from his waist and immediately snatched it.

In his hand, the immortal order of the Ning Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Alliance, the immortal text on it was green all over, and from time to time immature spore green leaves flashed between the lines, the whole paper was like a miniature jungle, and Yang Xiu could even smell the unique smell of green plants on the paper.

Cut, what is it showing, isn't it just the transformation of spiritual power? The great monk of the late stage of the old man's qi sea often copied the exercises himself and traveled between the disciples, and he had never seen such a spell.

Yang Xiu shook the paper, threw it on the table with a disdainful face, and said, "Won't this be the Immortal Ink Sect again, the trick didn't succeed last time, and now it's my master's idea." ”

"With Fanjing Mountain's arrangement, Ouyang Jianqing and several other Immortal Mo Sect disciples were also transferred. Liu Wenzhong shook his head, looking at his expression very relaxed, as if he was not nervous.

Knowing that Ouyang Jianqing was also going, Yang Xiu's mind began to spin rapidly.

Since he knew that the Immortal Mo Sect had something to do with the affairs of Shanyin City at the beginning, Yang Xiu had already sentenced the Immortal Mo Sect to death in his heart, and there was no room for looping. Ouyang Jianqing was also immortal towards Lin Shuangchen, and it would be really strange if Yang Xiu didn't count the other party.

Liu Wenzhong looked at Yang Xiu's eyes and rolled around, raised his hand and patted Yang Xiu's head, and said angrily: "Don't think about it, the wilderness front line is a real place of life and death, and it is completely different from the previous experience." People are always thinking about finding a safe place to practice well, but you always want to run to dangerous places. ”

Liu Wenzhong knows Yang Xiu, he is giggling on the surface, but his heart is only as small as a needlepoint, and he doesn't know that he knows a lot of insiders, so he has to take care of it and don't let this kid get into trouble.

The southern front refers to the swamp that Yang Xiu and the others passed through when they came. Most of the southern part of Yizhou, where Fanjing Mountain is located, is covered by a large swamp, and there are a large number of demon beasts in the swamp and they are bloodthirsty and easy to kill, it is not an exaggeration to say that the demon beasts near the junction of the human town and the swamp each carry countless human lives on their backs, and vice versa.

I heard that the demon beasts have been making waves again recently, slaughtering several villages. The mundane world is the foundation of immortal cultivators, and it is estimated that only the ancestors of Fanjing Mountain meditate all day without eating or drinking, and immortal cultivators will inevitably have relatives and descendants to stay in the world, this kind of deep hatred and hatred cannot be solved, only killing.

Lin Shuangchen's cultivation is very reassuring, the first person under the Qi Sea Period is not talking about playing, Yang Xiu is worried about the danger from behind.

Although the Qiyun Dragon Turtle injury had healed, the doubts in Yang Xiu's heart did not dissipate. The egg on the hind leg of the dragon turtle was indeed stabbed into and laid by a bee, but the depth of the larvae was more than two inches!

Therefore, it was not the ordinary bee that stabbed the dragon turtle, but the king of the bees. According to the shallow knowledge that Yang Xiu found in ancient books before he set off, the queen bee will never leave the hive for the rest of her life, unless the bee colony suffers a catastrophe or is driven by someone.

Yang Xiu was not interested in what Min Qingshan was hiding and the competition for fame and fortune between the sects, but he had to remind Lin Shuangchen to beware of the black hand behind him. For Tianshu Pavilion, it was obvious where this black hand came from.