"Senior brother, why don't we go with them? Horizontal and vertical have to pick other spiritual grasses, and the more people there are, the better they can behave!" Guo Yan, the chief disciple of the Heavenly Beast Peak, asked with a little puzzlement when he saw that Liu Qingyi refused to go with those Southern Realm Immortal Sects.

It stands to reason that most of the immortal disciples who entered the ruins space this time were instructed by the high-level of the sect to go to the designated area in the ruins to collect some spiritual grass and strange things.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to team up with the immortal sect of the same realm and keep warm with each other, and Guo Yan has this question.

"It's still early, so it's not too urgent to pick spirit grass for the sect." Liu Qingyi said this, and led the little spirit cat to jump into the air with a soul chain, looking east and west above the valley mouth, looking like something was still unfinished, which made the disciples of the Heavenly Beast Gate, Shenfeng Gate and Huayi Cave gathered here a little inexplicable.

Seeing Liu Qingyi's hesitant posture, the man surnamed Zuo from Shenfeng Gate followed Zuo Shu to Liu Qingyi, and asked in surprise, "Brother Liu Dao, the spiritual grass in the valley has been exhausted, I am waiting here, I don't know what I want?!"

Zuo Shu smiled and introduced, "Senior brother, this is my clan uncle Zuo Qing, hey, how close you are."

Liu Qingyi smiled faintly at the man surnamed Zuo, and said in a low voice, "Brother Zuo, don't worry, haven't you heard that in addition to those heaven and earth spirit grasses in this Xiaotian Ruins, there are also many innate spirit creatures?"

"Innate Spirits?!" Zuo Qing perked up when he heard this, and asked, "Brother Liu Dao, what news did you get?!"

Liu Qingyi smiled slightly, did not answer immediately, and still used psychic skills to drive the little civet cat to keep circling in the sky, secretly looking for the breath of the two white-clothed women who had just left, hoping to be able to rely on the little civet's keen sense of smell to find the approximate location of the two white-clothed women leaving.

After a while, Liu Qingyi only felt a burst of emotional fluctuations in the soul chain, but it was the little civet in the air who faintly caught a trace of the second daughter's breath.

Aware of this scene, his face immediately flushed with joy, and he exclaimed, "There it is!"

When the words fell, he was already tall and vertical, and followed the little civet cat to swoop down violently, galloping away in a northwest direction.

"There it is!"

"What's there?"

"Little junior brother said that if there is, then there is!"

"Let's go!"

"Where?!"

"I don't know!"

Almost at the same time, everyone shouted in unison, and then chased after Liu Qingyi, slowly sweeping into the distance.

"Xiuxiu ......"

"Whoosh ......"

On the Frost Wind Ridge, Liu Qingyi drove the little spirit cat to lead the way in front, and dozens of figures followed closely behind, except for a group of purple-clothed Heavenly Beast Sect disciples, those Shenfeng Sect disciples and Huayi Cave monks also silently accompanied them.

Everyone continued to wave the magic weapon spirit treasure to shatter the surrounding white mist, and soon flew out of the range of the Frost Wind Ridge and came to a great river as green as jade.

At this point, Liu Qingyi's figure stopped for a moment, looking at the little civet cat that was constantly spinning in front of him, and the soul chain sensed for a while, and found that the cat seemed to have lost the breath of the two women in white.

Liu Qingyi was anxious, but he also knew that this was not the time to be in a hurry, so after waiting for a long time, the little civet finally set off again and flew in the direction of due north.

This time, everyone actually stopped and stopped, and every time they went out of a distance, they had to stop and wait for the little civet to find the general direction again.

After another half an hour, the group arrived at a mountain range with peaks and peaks, and the little civet cat finally completely lost the breath and trajectory of the two white-clothed women.

Liu Qingyi still drove the little civet around a few times without giving up, but still found nothing, and couldn't help but be very discouraged and said, "Damn, I lost it!"

"What's missing?" Guo Yan asked confusedly.

"The person I wanted to follow was lost!" Liu Qingyi replied sullenly, looked around for a while, pointed to the mountain range in front of him, and asked Guo Yan, "Senior brother, where is this?"

Guo Yan frowned and thought about it, Zuo Qing, who came from the side, replied, "That should be

The Crane Song Mountains, a remote mountainous area in the northwest of the ruins."

"Crane Singing Mountains? I seem to be a little impressed!" Liu Qingyi muttered to himself, trying to recall the location of the Heming Mountain Range in the spirit map in his mind, and asked Zuo Qing, "Brother Zuo, do you know what spirit grass is produced here?"

Zuo Qing shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it, and when I came, the elder brother in the door didn't mention anything about the situation here!"

Seeing Zuo Qing say this, Liu Qingyi turned his head sideways and looked at Guo Yan, Wu Yaqi, Bu Jiu and the others as if asking, but saw that they were all at a loss, but a slightly older man among the two men and one woman in the leader of the Huayi Cave said in a condensed voice: "I remember that more than 100 miles west of the Heming Mountain Range, there is a spiritual grass collection place called Bazi Peak, we can go over there and have a look!"

"Eight Peaks?" When Guo Yan heard this, his eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again, "It's really close to here."

Liu Qingyi sighed and said, "For today's plan, the only way to do this is to go over there and look at it first!"

With that, he took the little civet cat and took the lead in galloping towards the west side of the Heming Mountain Range.

"Let's go, let's see!"

Guo Yan, Zuo Qing and the others glanced at each other, and followed closely with a large group of people.

Flying forward for several miles, not far from the west side of the Heming Mountain Range, everyone was surprised to see a group of white-clothed monks flying in the middle of the mountains, and before the group could get closer, they heard one of them shout, "Senior Brother Yun Zheng!" Immediately after that, another person shouted, "Senior brother!"

"Huh?!" Liu Qingyi paused when he heard the sound, raised his eyes, and found that the person who came was his cheap junior brother Lian Yu, accompanied by several disciples of the Western Realm Liuyun Sect, and another cheap junior disciple Lao Fubao was also among them, and he was greeting himself loudly with Lian Yu.

Seeing that these two people called Liu Qingyi one senior brother at a time, Guo Yan and the other disciples of the Heavenly Beast Sect almost fell to the ground with their eyes, and the disciples of the Shenfeng Sect and the Huayi Cave who came with them were also a little confused.

And just as Lian Yu and Lao Fubao came to Liu Qingyi's body one after the other, several other Liuyun Sect disciples were sullen and kept aside, their eyes constantly circling back and forth on the three groups of people in the Heavenly Beast Gate, the Shenfeng Gate and the Huayi Cave, with a nervous and vigilant posture.

Liu Qingyi glanced at the group of Liuyun Sect disciples in front of him, and found that these people, including Lian Yu and Lao Fubao, were actually cultivators of the Tongyuan Realm, and couldn't help but ask a little strangely, "Xiao Yu, is that...... Fubao, what are you doing here?"

"The senior brothers in the sect went to the northern peaks of the Heming Mountain Range to hunt for treasures, let's wait here." Lian Yu replied, and Lao Fubao also echoed: "Exactly, by the way, I also look out for them."

"Treasure hunting? You mean, there's a treasure in this Crane Singing Mountains?" Liu Qingyi said with a little surprise.

"Naturally, among the peaks at the northern end, it is said that there are ......" Lao Fubao hadn't said much of a word, and a disciple of the Liuyun Sect next to him had already shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Lao, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing this, Liu Qingyi showed a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes glanced at Lian Yu on the side, but he saw that this son was blushing, and looked at several Liuyun Sect disciples on the other side with great displeasure, obviously the scolding of the person just now made him extremely annoyed.

Liu Qingyi's heart snorted slightly, and he secretly guessed: "These guys really met some chance in the Heming Mountain Range and found some treasure, afraid that we would intervene."

He thought about it like this, but on the surface he didn't say much, but said calmly, "Since that's the case, I didn't ask."

"Wait!" Seeing that Liu Qingyi turned around to leave, Lian Yu hurriedly said, "Senior brother, don't blame, my treasure-hunting senior brothers told us not to pass this matter on to outsiders before leaving, so this senior brother spoke out to stop it. However, Senior Brother is not an outsider, so it doesn't hurt to tell you......

"Lian Yu, what are you crazy about? It's just a matter of recognizing outsiders as senior brothers, and you're still talking nonsense here, aren't you afraid of the sect's laws?" The man who had just spoken shouted again.

"Hatojiang, this is a nominal disciple personally included by my master, who has worshiped the spiritual position of the ancestor in the ancestral hall, how can you call it an outsider?! I think you're the one who talks nonsense!" Lian Yu retorted angrily.

"Yes, those who have worshiped the spiritual position of the ancestors, how

What do you call an outsider?" Lao Fubao also echoed, and the expression on his face was also a little dissatisfied.

The Liuyun Sect disciple known as Jiujiang snorted coldly, but he didn't argue with Lian Yu anymore, but pointed at the people beside Liu Qingyi: "Even if he is a nominal disciple of the Nine Elders, let alone an outsider, what about these people? Could it be that they are all disciples and grandchildren accepted by the Nine Elders?"

Without waiting for Lian Yu to reply, Liu Qingyi already chuckled and said, "Naturally, they are not disciples of Master Ni, but they are not interested in knowing about the so-called treasure hunt, so just tell me about this matter alone." As he spoke, he pulled Lian Yu to the other side and began to mumble quietly.

Jiujiang saw that the wood was already in the boat, and he couldn't find a good reason to refute for a while, and the group of people in front of him were even more powerful, so he didn't dare to speak out again.

He also knew very well in his heart that those high-level existences in the sect had gone to find treasures, leaving them outside, if they said that they would let go of the wind, if they faced this group of monks with the powerhouses of the Three Yang Realm, it would be tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

On the other side, Zuo Qing of the Shenfeng Sect silently glanced at Liu Qingyi and Lian Yu in the distance, and then glared at several Liuyun Sect disciples opposite, and said slightly angrily: "Heh, it's just that you don't let us listen, what's so rare!" I would like to advise you, you are only a mere strength in the Yuan Realm, it is better to wander around outside, this time it is fortunate that you ran into us, if you are unlucky to bump into those foreign monks, just come to one or two powerhouses of the Three Yang Realm, and capture you all to search for souls, then the so-called treasure hunt may have already been leaked."

"What Brother Zuo Dao said is extremely true, it seems that these immortal sect disciples in the Western Realm don't have a lot of spiritual light!" One of the leading Sanyang Realm monks in the Huayi Cave echoed with a smile.

At this moment, a group of colorful-clothed monks flew from the southeast of the Heming Mountain Range, only stopping in the distance for a moment, looking at everyone for a moment, and then hurriedly swept towards the peaks at the northern end of the Heming Mountain Range.

In a few moments, another group of monks wearing large yellow cloaks flew in from the southerly direction, almost ignoring the people here, and plunged headlong into the peaks of the Heming Mountain Range, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After a while, a large group of monks in different costumes flew again from the eastern section of the Heming Mountain Range, and they also rushed into the group of peaks without stopping, not wanting to stay for a moment.

In the short period of time when Liu Qingyi and Lian Yu were talking, three groups of people went in front and back, which surprised everyone and shocked them again.

The disciple of the Liuyun Sect named Jiujiang, seeing this scene, had a frightened look on his face.