Feng Min held it in both hands, offered it in front of Chu Xuan'er, and said softly: "Young Gu Master, this is the Spirit Fruit, please take a look." ”

Chu Xuan'er took the spirit fruit, put it in his palm and looked at it for a long time and said: "You said this spirit fruit, when I got it in Cuiyun Mountain in the eastern realm, I also held it in my hand like this, but I didn't expect it to be taken away." Now it's come full circle, but it's back in my hands, and it's really laughable. ”

Feng Min said with a smile on the side: "Young master, this is what should be yours, and no one can take it away." ”

Chu Xuan'er giggled and said, "I don't know if Zhao Dantong will be angry when he learns about it?" At the beginning, she tried her best to protect this spirit fruit. ”

Feng Min said with a smile: "It's good that the Tongtian Sect also fell three spirit fruits, and Zhao Dantong was not injured." ”

Chu Xuan'er nodded and said: "That's right, this time I will go back to break through the Tongyuan Realm as soon as possible, and then I will go to the Eastern Realm to meet the people in the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, last time I accepted their love in Cuiyun Mountain, this spirit fruit should have been divided into half of them, but now there is no one, so I can give them some Lingyuan stones." ”

Feng Min said: "It should be so, Lord Shaogu, if there is nothing else, tomorrow Dongqing and I will wait for the master in Tianhetun, do you want me to send more people to guard?" ”

Chu Xuan'er said: "Then you go first, I will come over early tomorrow morning to meet you, I have Cui'er here, and I am safe." ”

Feng Min heard this: "That subordinate will retire first." Having said this, the woman in white opened the door again and led Feng Min out.

Liu Qingyi drove the little civet cat and jumped down from the roof of the house and landed on the low tree, only to find that the canopy was empty, and the two black-clothed masked women had left at some point.

Without thinking about it, he hurriedly drove the little civet cat to jump off the canopy, followed Feng Min and the others outside, and when they arrived at the gate of Baihuafang, they squeezed out along the gap where Feng Min went out.

Seeing that Feng Min left Baihuafang and went to the fairy polder field to walk around, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave.

When the little civet cat flew off the wall, Liu Qingyi, who was in Tongya Xiaozhu, had already packed his bags, and only said to Liu Hao that he wanted to rush back to Lanjun overnight, and went straight out of the Heavenly Beast Pavilion.

One person and one cat converged halfway back to the Heavenly Beast Pavilion in Baihuafang, turned eastward together, went out of the Immortal Polder, and ran straight towards the east gate of Juntian City.

When he arrived at the city gate, Liu Qingyi put the little civet into the spirit ring to rest temporarily, and leaned on the root of the city wall alone, waiting for a long time.

The night sky is bleak and dotted with stars.

Under the shroud of the black sky, there are many lights and shadows in Juntian City, and the noise of people is blown by the wind, and several streets near the city gate are still bustling scenes.

Liu Qingyi waited for half an hour, and then saw Feng Min's white clothes fluttering, the lotus step swayed gently, appeared from a street at the far end, and walked towards the city gate very quickly, and as soon as he came out of the east city gate, he turned into a white rainbow and flew towards the southeast.

As soon as she left with her front foot, Liu Qingyi's back foot followed her out of the city, and her spiritual power covered her body, and she chased after her cymbal orchid coat and tail, flying out of a long distance, but she lost Feng Min's trace.

He looked around in the air, but saw that against the clear moonlight, a large river that winded and undulated slowly spread from north to south, like a long jade belt inlaid in the east of Juntian City.

Thinking of the rumors that Jun Tiancheng is surrounded by water on both sides, called Jun River in the west and Tianhe River in the east, Liu Qingyi sighed lightly: "This must be Tianhe." ”

He had a scheming in his heart, and did not blindly follow Feng Min's traces, but released the little civet from the spirit ring, relying on the little civet's keen sense of smell, looking for Feng Min's residual breath, and slowly flying south along the Tianhe River, looking for the location of Tianhetun all the way.

According to Feng Min's conversation with Chu Xuan'er, the master of the Shao Valley, Tianhetun was a village located in the lower reaches of the Tianhe River, and it was not difficult to find it when it went down the river like this.

Fly all the way along the river for about a quarter of an hour, and see a small village located on a plain on the east side of the Tianhe River from a distance, and wait for Liu Qingyi to descend in front of a huge archway at the entrance of the village, only to see the three black inscriptions of 'Tianhetun' on it.

His heart shook slightly, and he raised his eyes to look into the village, only to see a forest of small buildings between the bluestone alleys, all of which were built in a haphazard manner beside the road, which was a criss-cross scattered layout.

It was almost late at night, Liu Qingyi held the little civet cat, and used the soul chain to perform spiritism, constantly circling around in this tunzi house, looking for the residual smell left by Feng Min.

The moon reflected in the sky, and the silver light sprinkled all over the ground, and the elongated shadow of the willow clothes was sometimes floating between the buildings.

After a while, I saw it jump up suddenly, holding the little civet cat and flying straight towards a group of buildings in the south that were still lit.

In a few breaths, a man and a cat swept a few feet closer, only to see that among the four stone and wood buildings built side by side, the second room on the left was still lit.

Liu Qingyi did not approach, but retreated far away into a bush, only attached the soul chain to the little civet cat, and climbed and jumped to the eaves of the small building with lights on.

After walking a few steps, I looked in through the cracks in the tiles, and saw a man sitting in front of the hall, holding a scroll of scriptures, sometimes looking up and chanting, sometimes bowing his head in contemplation.

"Wei Dongqing!" Liu Qingyi, who was shrunk in the bushes, was overjoyed, and looked closely at the scripture in his hand, which was the fragment of the Great Coriander Sword Sutra that was photographed by Feng Min at the Immortal Conference.

Through the induction of the little civet cat, the small building in the compartment was exuding the aura of Feng Min, Liu Qingyi did not dare to act rashly, only attached to the little civet through the soul chain, and stared at the scriptures in Wei Dongqing's hand from the gap in the roof with puffed eyes, hoping to secretly write down a rough outline.

He was so dumb-eyed and pitiful hiding to the side and peeping, all because he was carrying a medium-grade spirit treasure flying sword, but he had no follow-up swordsmanship skills. Compared to the Ring Immortal Technique of the Heavenly Beast Gate, this flying sword that has been used since the Enlightenment Spirit has never been able to bear to give up, and he has complained countless times in his heart that he is not doing his job, but he still can't hold back his great desire for this sword scripture.

Listening to what the Silent Daoist said before, and then getting confirmation from Feng Min's mouth, this sword scripture was not bad compared to the Tongtian Sect's Zhenjiao sword technique, and it gave birth to a strong emotion of hunger and thirst in his heart.

This time he followed Feng Min with great difficulty, and when he saw this scripture presented in front of him again, how could he let it go? Although he was hiding on the roof of the tile and following Wei Dongqing's twisting, he still felt a hundred times more happy in his heart.

In this way, Wei Dongqing repeatedly looked through the study scriptures in the room, and Liu Qingyi attached a little civet cat to secretly memorize on the roof, which lasted until the third watch in the middle of the night.

At the end of the night, Wei Dongqing held the scriptures in his hand, half of his body tilted towards the couch, and he looked sideways for a long time, and his sleepiness swelled up for a while, and his eyelids gradually couldn't be raised.

He had been studying the scriptures during the day, and now he was really tired, and after a while he snored like thunder, and when the scriptures in his hand were loosened, he slipped lightly to the ground.

Seeing this, Liu Qingyi secretly said in his heart: "It's really a godsend." The thief boldly drove the little civet to move away from the green tiles on the roof, leaned in, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, "Bo or not?" Bo, it's a whole book of swords! No, I am afraid that it is not of much use to write down those scattered passages that have no logic before. ”

In an instant, Liu Qingyi's heart was ruthless: "Fight." ”

Oh, I saw the little civet quickly disappear its figure, jumped into the room from the hole between the tiles, and quietly came to the couch where Wei Dongqing was lying.

Tilting his head and carefully looking at Wei Dongqing, he saw that he was still asleep, unaware of the things around him, and did not hesitate in his heart, picked up the scripture in his mouth, turned around and climbed along the wall, towards the hole in the tile roof, kicked and jumped, and hit the roof again, then spread his four legs, turned into a black light, and went straight to the place where Liu Qingyi was hiding.

After a while, a shadow jumped out of the bushes, raised his hand to put away the little civet and the scriptures that were running, and urged the cymbals to rise into the air, taking advantage of the vast night to fly south.

High in the air, Liu Qingyi, who was walking in the wind, was 'pounding' in his heart, and the extremely thrilling and exciting emotions flashed, and another burst of ecstasy filled his chest.

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The next day, Jun Tiancheng, Baihuafang and Tianhetun were already in chaos, and a team of Baihua Immortal Valley monks patrolled around, almost turning Tianhetun and Jun Tiancheng upside down, and Feng Min, who was furious, scolded the book thieves in the air.

Such a big battle and movement caused Xiao Baiwu and the others of the Tongtian Sect and the people in Juntian City to be baffled, and when it was clear that it was the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Valley Ning Dan Realm who had been stolen by someone at night, they couldn't help but feel funny.

Chu Xuan'er inevitably harassed the people in the city, forcing everyone in the Hundred Flowers Immortal Valley to go out day and night, running around looking for a few days. Except for the green tile that was uncovered on the roof of the house, there was no clue, and what was originally under the nose disappeared.

After staying like this for a few days, the group finally returned to the Hundred Flowers Fairy Valley under the leadership of Chu Xuan'er.

Wei Dongqing lost the scriptures, felt ashamed, and as soon as he returned to the Immortal Valley, he received his own punishment and went to the flower mound to face the wall alone.

At this point, the people of the Immortal Valley made a strong bid at the Immortal Products Conference, smashing the sky-high price of 190,000 spirit yuan stones, but in the end, they bought a basket of air, which made the people in the valley cry and laugh, and also made outsiders laugh.