After saying the other thing, Qin Yue snorted, turned his head and walked out of the door. Yang Xiu watched the other party's back disappear at the door, and said in his heart that he didn't know what kind of demon beast Qin Yue's true body was, he already had the capital to charm sentient beings at such a young age, even if he walked inadvertently, he showed a charming attitude.

However, with these more materials, Yang Xiu's plan to transform the puppet will have to be slightly changed, so that the strength of the puppet giant eagle will be further enhanced.

Early the next morning.

Yang Xiu instructed Meng Lu to stay in the academy and study hard, and set foot on the road to the north alone. Yang Xiu had to go on this trip to the north, because the remains of the spirit turtle were still trapped underground by the Killing Array, and only Xiao Xuan knew the way to solve the array. Xiao Xuan is not young but very flexible, at least he knows not to trust strangers easily.

If Yang Xiu had been ruthless enough to directly kill or imprison Xiao Xuan at that time, things would have been much easier, but that was not Yang Xiu's style. If you really do that, most of the people who will be taken advantage of by the magic scene in the future will be taken advantage of by the magic of the heart, and they will be put to rest when they go crazy. Therefore, everyone's original character determines which path he will take in the future, and this sentence is also applicable to the matter of cultivating immortals.

Xiao Xuan turned into a small turquoise turtle, lying on Yang Xiu's shoulders and looking left and right excitedly with his head held high, plus the dangling pouting above his head, which was very cute. Yang Xiu's imperial envoy flew the flying sword against the canopy, and he seemed very careful, the surroundings of the twelve villages of Qincheng were relatively safe, and no demon beasts came here to find trouble, but now Yang Xiu was "famous" in Qincheng, so he had to be more cautious.

Leaving the sphere of influence of the Twelve Villages of Qincheng. The north is an endless verdant pasture, with grass waves and blue clouds. One glance is refreshing.

"It's beautiful...... My grandfather used to take me out to play. Xiao Xuan looked left and right and whispered, his tone a little low.

"In the future, your achievements will definitely not be weaker than your grandfather's, as long as you practice with peace of mind, you can get it in the world. Yang Xiu said with a smile. Although Xiao Xuan is cautious, he has a lot of thoughts, and it is not a good thing to always be immersed in the pain of the past, and the uneasiness of the mood has a great impact on his cultivation.

Xiao Xuan nodded and said, "Grandpa also told me this before he died. Only if you have the ability, others will respect you. Just like Brother Yang, you are in the academy, no matter how powerful people are, they will bow their heads and ask you for talisman making. ”

Yang Xiu was happy when he heard this, he didn't expect that this little guy thought about a lot of things, and he could find examples from himself. Before accidentally entering the wilderness. Yang Xiu's understanding of demon beasts has always been that of the powerful but terrifying appearance of the Qiyun Dragon Turtle, and after coming to Qincheng, he found that the mind of the demon beasts with successful cultivation is not weaker than that of human beings at all, and the demon beast race with better bloodline qualifications is even far beyond the ordinary level of the human race, and it is not worse than some so-called immortal cultivation geniuses in Ning Kingdom.

This is a world where many races compete for hegemony together, and the human race is far from reaching the strength to dominate the world, but the human race immortal cultivation world has always regarded the demon beast race as an inferior race, although it is jealous, but it is more disdain and contempt. This kind of concept is not exempt even from Liu Wenzhong and Lin Shuangchen. This is not good news for the impending outbreak of the wilderness and a full-scale war between the three kingdoms.

Yang Xiu walked with the sword, and the thoughts flashed in his heart one by one, but then he laughed at himself: his own life is in danger. It's better to think about how to save your life and leave the wilderness first, this kind of big thing naturally has big people to worry about.

"Brother Yang Hu, you want to use my grandfather's remains to refine magic weapons, right?" Xiao Xuan leaned on Yang Xiu's shoulder and suddenly asked.

Yang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and quickly weighed it in his heart. Nodding his head, he said, "Your grandfather's remains are a rare treasure for thousands of years, but I don't plan to refine a magic weapon." Instead, they want to make a puppet. ”

"Oh......" Xiao Xuan nodded and didn't speak again.

Yang Xiu didn't know the bottom of his heart now, the remains of the old spirit turtle were definitely a rare treasure of refining weapons, not to mention the monks who died in the cave, even Xiao Xuan's clansmen would probably not allow it to be taken away by outsiders. Because most of the demon beasts have a special physique, it is very common to use the remains of their ancestors to refine magic weapons, strictly speaking, the remains of the spirit turtle are now regarded as the legacy left by Xiao Xuan's grandfather.

I just don't know what Xiao Xuan thinks, Yang Xiu can't kill people and seize treasures ruthlessly, especially such a cute child. In the future, how to keep the remains in your own hands will have to be carefully calculated.

The flying sword was speeding in the air, and Yang Xiu always paid attention to the movements around him, keeping an eye on the movements of threatening demon beasts. Inadvertently looking back, Yang Xiu's eyes subconsciously narrowed: just now, Yang Xiu saw a pale yellow streamer flash a hundred zhang away behind him, and it looked like a monk was flying with the sword. However, the streamer was fleeting, and Yang Xiu vaguely saw a black shadow falling into the jungle.

Interesting, those "creditors" also went out of the city with themselves?

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Xiu made up his mind, and as if nothing happened, he moved forward for a distance, his body sank, and he quietly hid in the grassland. Half an hour later, a golden streamer swept past the place where Yang Xiu had passed, and then circled around a few times, obviously looking for something.

Yang Xiu, who was hiding in the shadows, took out the black mace from his arms again, and sneered at the people above: These people are really greedy and immortal, and they actually followed me here. Looking at the speed and momentum of this person's sword, his cultivation is clearly similar to his own, so it is better to knock him on a dull stick and set some news, I don't know how many people are following behind.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu pasted a concealment talisman on himself and came to the bottom of the golden light, and when the opponent's speed slowed down a little, he immediately pinched the law decision, and the thick mace of the bowl shot out with a loud "buzz!" and slammed at the opponent from the bottom up.

"Boom!"

"Oops, which bastard is plotting against me......"

The mace poked at the other party steadily, Yang Xiu rose from the grass and was about to take down the other party in one go, but he was stunned when he heard the other party's scream: Why is this voice so familiar?

was poked by Yang Xiu with a stick, and the aura of the person's body protection shook a few times and then dissipated, and a monk in a pale yellow robe showed his figure, rubbing his farts and grinning teeth. Regardless of seeing Yang Xiu rushing out of the grass, the other party was also stunned, and then showed a look of crying and laughing.

"Jingyuan, how could it be that you follow me?" Yang Xiu recalled the mace, looked at the other party and frowned and asked.

"Hiss......"

Monk Jingyuan inhaled the cold air in pain, looked at the mace in Yang Xiu's hand, and saw that the five huge iron thorns at the top of the stick were shining with black light, and the cold was overwhelming, obviously two sizes larger than the other iron thorns around. Monk Jingyuan grinned bitterly and said, "Brother Yang...... The last time the monk saw you use this thing, it doesn't seem to have these long thorns......"

"Oh, yesterday Monrou suggested that I add it temporarily. Yang Xiu listened to the murder weapon in his hand, and still looked at the other party with puzzled eyes, waiting for an explanation.

The monk sucked for a long time before he regained his strength, and his eyes were full of fear. The material used for Yang Xiu's mace is not good, but it is strong and durable, and it is fortunate that the pestle is on the buttocks just now, if the position is a little further...... Monk Jingyuan secretly wiped a cold sweat, unimaginable, unimaginable......

"The old man asked me to come with you,"

Monk Jingyuan saw Yang Xiu's eyes and knew that he couldn't hide it this time, so he simply confessed, "He was worried that if you went out of the city, those demon beasts would find trouble, so I would follow you secretly." ”

Yang Xiu frowned slightly, thinking that the city gate was surrounded by monk guards, and Li Zhuo knew that it was normal for him to go out of the city, but he was going to find the territory of the Xuan snapping turtle, wouldn't it be all exposed if he let this guy follow?

As if guessing what Yang Xiu was thinking, Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, don't worry, since the master has decided to pass on the puppet technique to you, you will be my junior brother." The affairs of our division are considered private matters, and no one will know about them except me and the old man. ”

Yang Xiu hesitated and nodded, anyway, it was impossible to drive Jingyuan away, and besides, Li Zhuo didn't seem to want to harm himself, so he should be a multiplier.

There was one more person on the journey, and it was immediately much more lively, and the monk Jingyuan was articulate, and he was also a person who was unwilling to be lonely, it seemed that he had wasted a lot of effort behind Yang Xiu, and now it was much easier to move forward together in the bright light. However, Jingyuan's flying posture is a little weird, and he always unconsciously cocks his farts and stocks.

With Yang Xiu's permission, Xiao Xuan also poked his head out of Yang Xiu's clothes and looked at Jingyuan, seeing that the monk's strange appearance was not natural, he retracted his head in fright.

"Huh, ...... this?"

Monk Jingyuan's sharp eyes spotted Xiao Xuan for the first time, and he immediately leaned over and stared at Yang Xiu's chest and said, "That was a little Xuan snapping turtle just now?"

Yang Xiu was surprised in his heart, and said in his heart that Xiao Xuan's race could be seen at a glance? Could it be the one on Xiao Xuan's head......

"The snapping turtle is a high-grade spirit clan, and it is called a high-quality and gorgeous among the demon beasts in the entire wilderness, it seems that Brother Yang is not shallow~" Monk Jingyuan clasped his hands together and said in a flat tone, but the curiosity and eagerness in his eyes could not be concealed.

"It's my friend. Yang Xiu said lightly, cutting off Monk Jingyuan's thoughts.

Of course, Yang Xiu understood what the other party meant. "Old bones and new blood" refers to the bones and carapace of the prime-aged snapping turtle and the flesh and blood of the juvenile snapping turtle, these two things are definitely one of the treasures of the wilderness, especially the flesh and blood of the latter with several other rare spirit herbs refined from the elixir, which has the effect of prolonging life against the sky.

Yang Xiu had already seen these rumors in ancient books, but how could Yang Xiu take a child to alchemy. After listening to Yang Xiu's words, Jing Yuan shook his head with some regret, but his complexion quickly returned to normal, and he said softly: "Good, good." If Yang Xiuzhen used the Little Xuan Snapping Turtle to refine medicine, wouldn't that prove that the old man Li Zhuo had seen the wrong person?

However, Monk Jingyuan seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Yang Xiu with a look of surprise: "Brother Yang, your trip this trip won't have anything to do with this little turtle, right...... Are you going to the land of the snapping turtle?" (To be continued)