Yang Xiu said word by word, and everyone was silent. Although his expression remains the same, his heart is the same as that of a mirror, Xiao Xuan's grandfather carries all the treasures, these two young people only have a mid-stage cultivation of quenching, whether they can use it or not is another matter, but the most "valuable" Xiao Xuan was sent back intact, no matter what, it doesn't make sense.

"Hmph, maybe to confuse the public. You two are so young, this anti-heaven elixir is of little value to you. The middle-aged female monk snorted coldly and said with compassion.

"Brother Yang is not a bad person. ”

Xiao Xuan also heard that his elder's tone was wrong, and explained to everyone in a little anxious: "He rescued me, and there were still two people from the Split Mountain Cow Clan who wanted to use me for alchemy!"

Everyone present frowned when they heard this, and the room was immediately murderous. Someone said in a deep voice: "Hmph, what a ridiculous man, a good son who was taught." I'm going to have to go to the door and ask them for advice!"

"Just slaughter their clan, and don't leave the chickens and dogs! ”

"That's right! Dare to hit our little Xuan's idea!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiu arched his hand at a few young people who were talking, and smiled, "It may be a little late for you to take revenge. As far as I know, Huang Tianjiao and his two sons were in a hurry to go to the stone cave opened by Elder Xuan to hunt for treasures, and they had already buried their corpses in the Valley of Hundred Poisons and could not come out again. ”

"Oh, is that true?" asked a couple of young and vigorous men at once. Yang Xiu nodded and briefly explained the situation at that time. The crowd immediately burst into laughter. Even when he looked at Yang Xiu again, he felt that this kid was not so unpleasant. Like he said. At least the other party sent Xiao Xuan back safely, didn't he?

Seeing this, the middle-aged female monk frowned slightly, glanced at Yang Xiu coldly, and said, "Is it child's play to start a war between the two clans? Do you take this responsibility?"

After speaking, the nun turned her head and said directly to Xiao Xuan: "Xiao Xuan, you are still young, and you don't know how to deceive people. Maybe you're being taken advantage of, and you don't even know it. It's not as simple as you think."

The friar's face sneered, and the meaning of her words could not be more obvious. Yang Xiu frowned slightly, glanced at the other party and didn't say anything. Xiao Xuanfen's little face also turned red, and he snorted angrily when the other party said this. Turning her head and not looking at the nun again, it made the middle-aged woman's face even more unsightly.

Monk Jingyuan had already revealed the identities of the two, and judging by the reaction of this red-haired old monster, he should have heard of Li Zhuo. So the other party has no evidence, even if he suspects that he knows something, he doesn't dare to force it, so why not let the other party say a few sour words? Thinking of this, Yang Xiu admired Li Zhuo's old scheming and deep calculation, could it have been expected that the people here had heard of him?

Ginger is still old and spicy~

Yang Xiu didn't have the same knowledge as the other party, but the Jingyuan monk next to him couldn't help it: The middle-aged female monk's words clearly reversed black and white, not only did she not mention the credit for sending Xiao Xuan back, but instead put on her and Yang Hu's heads?

"My Buddha is compassionate. This lady, it's not right for you to say that,"

Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name. With a solemn face, he said: "The Xuan Snapping Turtle clan is an ancient spirit clan, and I have long heard that your ancestors have a grand atmosphere, and they have a friendship with the power of human race monsters and beasts, and the wide range of friends is enviable. Today, the aura of the poor monk Guan Xiaolushan is still there, and there are probably no less than ten powerful monks. But I don't know if the bearing of the ancients is still there?"

As soon as Monk Jingyuan said this, the faces of everyone present changed. The red-haired old man's eyes flashed sharply, followed by a trace of helplessness - what a heart-wrenching thing he said!

The ancient snapping turtle clan was one of the best in the wilderness, relying on their own cultivation and extensive travel. However, in recent years, there have been many masters in the clan, but there is no longer the previous grand occasion of responding to all calls and following by 10,000 people. Monk Jingyuan's words accurately poked at the helplessness hidden under pride in everyone's hearts.

"How dare a young man be rude?" The middle-aged female monk's face changed suddenly, a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes, and she raised her hand and grabbed it towards Monk Jingyuan. The sound of breaking the sky sounded in the air, and the seven-colored streamer rushed to his face with terrifying pressure, and he wanted to directly imprison Jingyuan!

"Stop. The red-haired old man's deep voice came, and the female monk looked stunned, looked back at the red-haired old man, reluctantly withdrew the spell, and stopped speaking with a cold face.

"Yang Hu Xiaoyou, you really don't know where the remains are?"

The red-haired old man looked forward to it, and even the arrogance hidden in his heart disappeared, and he said very sincerely: "Elder Xuan's relics are very important to our clan, if there are any clues, please let Xiaoyou know, the old man will be grateful." ”

Yang Xiu bowed slightly, did not lose his manners, and said: "Don't hide it from my predecessors, I found that Xiao Xuan's place does have a supreme formation, but there is nothing inside, I speculate that it should only be used to protect Xiao Xuan's safety." As for the remains and relics of the seniors, the juniors really haven't seen them. ”

Listening to Yang Xiu's words, the other young people present looked annoyed and wanted to say something, the red-haired old man raised his hand slightly, muttered for a long time, and said with a smile: "There are some things I want to talk to Xiao Xuan about, the two of you will stay in Xiaolushan for a while, take a good rest, and the old man will be grateful later." ”

Yang Xiu nodded and didn't say much, said goodbye to everyone, and pulled the monk who still wanted to fight with the other party out of the cave. Xiao Xuan and Yang Xiu had already discussed the rhetoric, if the other party didn't believe it, they could go to the Hundred Poison Valley to investigate, but these people should know the power of the formation set up by their elder, and they didn't have the courage to send them to death.

"Hmph, these old turtles are really going back more and more,"

When the two came to the outside of the cave, Monk Jingyuan looked disdainful, shook his head and sighed: "At the beginning, the ancestor of the Xuan Snapping Turtle clan was so powerful, it is said that he has a deep friendship with the supreme power of the human and demon clans, and he has avoided many conflicts and saved the lives of countless living beings...... Hey......"

Yang Xiu looked at the endless Zeguo in front of him, and his heart was more open than that of Monk Jingyuan.

The bones of the old spirit turtle are too important, and the value to the high-level cultivator is no less than an ancient treasure, enough benefits are in front, and it is not surprising that something happens. Now Yang Xiu just wants to leave early after arranging the things here, the barbarian and the three major countries have already started a war, and the situation in Tianshu Pavilion doesn't know whether it is good or bad, and there is not much time left for him.

As for the current situation of the ancient spirit beast family that has been inherited for ten thousand years, whether it has become weaker or stronger, Yang Xiucai is not interested.

The little monk also found an interesting thing, the people in it just now did not have the patriarch of the Xuan Snapping Turtle Clan, nor did they see their Great Elder, the red-haired old man was just the lowest status elder. Brother Yang, don't you think this is a bit strange? The Xuan Snapping Turtle clan has a long lifespan, but the number of descendants is very scarce, and if we send them back such a big treasure, these people don't pay attention to it at all?" Monk Jingyuan frowned and said in confusion.

"This is a hot family matter, maybe everyone is not here?"

Yang Xiu put his hands behind his back, glanced at the monk with a smile, and said slowly: "But listening to your tone, it seems that you know very well, is Master Jingyuan very familiar with the people of the Xuan Snapping Turtle Clan?"

Monk Jingyuan heard the words of the Buddha and said in a low voice: "My Buddha is compassionate...... The little monk has only heard the master talk about it occasionally. ”

Yang Xiu smiled when he heard this, and stared at the side face of Monk Jingyuan for a few moments, until the monk couldn't help but turn around and avoid his gaze and began to mumble quietly, Yang Xiu shook his head and looked into the distance.

......

The red-haired old man said to let the two of them wait, and the two naturally couldn't leave Xiaolushan, so they could only wander around. To be more precise, it was Monk Jingyuan who took Yang Xiu and ran around. Xiaolushan has been inherited for thousands of years, among which there are countless elixir fairy birds, and many treasures that cannot be seen by the outside world can be seen here.

"This is the Green Blood Flower! It is said that the elixir that has been refined has a miraculous effect on the cultivation of a monk who has completed the quenching of the body!"

This spirit animal is born to distinguish strange treasures and find spiritual veins, and it is said that it has long been extinct in the wilderness. ”

"My Buddha is compassionate, this is ......"

Monk Jingyuan is like a wild dog that smells the fragrance, dragging Yang Xiudong to the west, stopping and looking at the baby when he encounters it, and sometimes he even has to put his nose up to smell it.

The Xiaolushan guards who followed the two looked nervous, for fear that if the monk bit off a few spiritual grasses with one mouth, those people would really vomit blood. But the seniors of the clan confessed to take care of these two little benefactors, and several guards could only stare with their necks stretched, their eyes not daring to blink, and their faces were nervous.

Yang Xiu let Monk Jingyuan pull him around, and his heart was like a mirror. This Jingyuan monk must have a special purpose, looking like a headless fly in a shallow lake, but in fact he is moving a little bit towards the eastern side of Xiaolu Mountain.

I have studied the history of the snapping turtle, and now I am interested in something in Xiaolu Mountain, thinking of this, Yang Xiu couldn't help but see a sloppy old man in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, and said in his heart that it was interesting, it seems that this Li Zhuo sent his apprentice over, and he was not completely worried about his safety~

Monk Jingyuan took his head with one hand, and after leaving a medicine garden, he returned to Gujing Wubo's expression, as if it was not him who wanted to steal food under the cover of Yang Xiu just now. Although Yang Xiu's face remained unchanged along the way, he was also shocked by the countless immortal cultivation resources in this small Lu Mountain.

Not to mention anything else, there are strict restrictions on the elixirs and spirit stones that Tianshu Pavilion distributes to the disciples every year, and everyone is careful about it, for fear of wasting it. But now along the way, Yang Xiu made a rough calculation, just the spiritual grass planted in these medicine gardens, all the Heavenly Book Pavilion disciples would have no problem eating it for ten years! This is only a part of it, how many treasures are there in those heavily guarded forbidden places?

People have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away~

However, after thinking about it, Yang Xiu was relieved that he could quickly advance in a sect with poor resources like Tianshu Pavilion, which indirectly proved that the forging pulse was extraordinary. At this moment, Yang Xiu had a feeling that this technique engraved on the ring might be far more precious than he imagined. (To be continued)