The corpse of a rat demon fell to the ground in the cave.

If you choose the valuable part, these can also add up to a hundred spirit stones.

The corpse of the Rat Demon King is even more valuable, although it has not yet reached the level of a mid-level demon beast, but it is worth at least about ten spirit stones.

In addition, there are also a lot of spirit grasses growing on the rock wall, and the quality of these spirit grasses that have been nourished by the rat demon dung for a long time is very good, but unfortunately, Ye Chen has not been able to find more seeds.

The spirit grass seeds in his hand now are still only the Spirit Ascending Grass, as well as the Jade Dew Grass, the Black Silver Grass, and the Day Death Flower that he harvested this time.

It's a pitiful few.

Short-term recuperation could not completely repair the injury, but Zhao Guang still helped Ye Chen finish packing up the spoils, and then, as he said before, only took half of the harvest of the demon beast spirit grass.

The two returned the same way, and there were still sporadic rat demons on the road, but without the rat demon king, the rat demons were like a plate of loose sand, and they couldn't make any waves for them.

There was no need for Zhao Guang to make a move, Ye Chen could kill or scare him away with a few fire bomb techniques.

I don't know how long I walked, but the traces of sunlight finally reappeared in front of me.

Finally walked out of the cave, Ye Chen was overjoyed, but he still didn't dare to let his guard down.

Sure that there would be a companion of the black-robed man outside, the two of them set up a position and walked out, and after finding that there was no one outside, they were relieved.

It was already getting faint outside, and it had only been half a day since they entered the cave, but it was already a matter of fact.

Zhao Guang turned around, looked at the familiar hole, and was silent.

The two of them, one with a Zen staff and the other with a flying sword, soon dug several large holes near the cave.

Most of the casual cultivators are rootless people, and even if their companions die, they don't know where their hometown is before cultivating immortals.

I can only pick a feng shui treasure and bury it.

Cremation is not popular here, but in order to prevent their bodies from being gouged out by the monsters and beasts in the mountains and forests after they leave, they still light a fire.

Ye Chen's fire control technique has never had a chance to be used, but he didn't expect it to come in handy for the first time, and it would be such a moment......

With the blessing of the fire control technique, the flames stabilized and rose rapidly, and soon only large bones and a few plasters were burned to the ground.

Zhao Guang quickly filled in the soil for it, and soon several graves were erected here.

This is already their limit, and it is unrealistic to think about erecting a monument or something.

Compared to the black-robed people who remained in the cave and are still being eaten, these people are already lucky in a sense.

"It's my fault that I think about it."

Zhao Guang's mental state has recovered a lot at this time, but he is still a little sluggish.

"If I knew people better, these people who believed in me wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing."

Ye Chen comforted: "There's no need to say that, you've already done a good job." ”

Zhao Guang did a good job, if the children of the Zhou family hadn't pulled their hips and suddenly fled for their lives, most of them would have survived two more people.

"I really don't know how to face them when I go down to meet them in the future......"

Zhao Guang covered his forehead, no longer with the spirit he had when he set off with everyone.

It is believed here that people will go to the underworld after death, which is considered a custom.

Even immortal cultivators have a lot of believers.

The two of them said their last goodbye and got back on their way.

They quickened their pace, and finally returned to Hushanfang City before it was completely dark.

There were still seven of them when they set off, and when they came back, there were only two left, except for the child of the Zhou family who still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the others had stayed there forever.

I don't know if there is any eyeliner here, the two of them didn't dare to enter Fang City directly, Zhao Guangchong hugged Ye Chen and said "take care", and then left only one sentence.

"I will probably not come again in the future, if Brother Ye wants to drink with Lao Zhao one day, you can go to Fan Xiancheng, Lao Zhao is probably here."

With that, his figure disappeared into the night.

Ye Chen answered, which can be regarded as a promise.

Now that he is alone, it is inevitable that he will be a little melancholy.

After thinking about it, he took out the black clothes that Li Meng gave him before.

Not all of them were put on, but only masks were put on to avoid being recognized.

He couldn't wear it because he had a lot of holes in it, but luckily he still had it in his storage bag, so he changed into something else.

This mask is considered a half-magic weapon, which can isolate the fluctuation of spiritual energy, which can also play a role in preventing others from probing.

After entering the market, he returned to the previous inn without stopping.

Sitting back on the inn bed and closing the door, Ye Chen had a feeling of being safe again.

Untie all the storage bags on your body, pour out all the contents and start to clean up.

The loot on the rat demon didn't need to be looked at, it was all put into a storage bag, ready to be sold.

There are a lot of bottles and cans and all kinds of spiritual grass, Ye Chen himself has a lot of knowledge in this area, and he can identify seven seven eight eight by himself.

Except for a few spirit grasses that are a little more valuable, there are not many other things to pay attention to.

These things can be kept, and for him, a future alchemist, there is still some value.

Then there are some exercise books, spell books, and a bunch of other books.

These things also have great reference value for Ye Chen, at least there are titles of a few books in them, and Ye Chen has not seen them in the library in his impression.

There were also a lot of miscellaneous things: clothes, tools, all kinds of small items, and even a lot of women's rouge gouache and jewelry.

The things these women used were supposed to be left behind by the green fairy.

These little things can't be said to be completely worthless, but they shouldn't be able to sell in the market.

And the personal characteristics are obvious, Ye Chen thought about it and threw them all into the corner of the storage bag.

Maybe someday it will be useful?

Other than that, it's something really valuable.

The first is the various storage bags.

There are medium and low grades, but Ye Chen didn't dare to keep them, and they all planned to sell them together.

These things were obvious hanging on the outside, and if there were any marks left that he didn't know, it would inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

He himself has the storage bag issued by the Waidantang, although the space is a little insufficient now, but at least he has a clean road.

Finally, there are the five ritual vessels.

Magic weapons often occupy the majority of a monk's net worth, but the monks in the early stage of Qi refining are very poor, and the magic weapons they buy are all bargains.

Except for the ring in Old Man Yan's hand, these five magic weapons are just low-grade magic weapons.

Two flying swords, a dagger-shaped magic weapon, and a dust-whisking magic weapon.

The quality is good and bad, although Ye Chen doesn't know much about it, he can probably tell that the price of these things should range from a few to ten spirit stones.

Ye Chen, who was only a low-grade magic weapon, naturally couldn't look at it, and after putting all of them on the consignment list, he looked at the last ring.