In a few words, several seniors easily resolved Jiang Chuan's problem.

He thought of another purpose for his visit.

[Great River East Flow]: Can the predecessors know, is there any trace of heaven and earth spirits in Bibo Mansion?

[Thief Like an Immortal] replied with a thumbs up.

did not disappoint Jiang Chuan, [Denglong Daoren] seemed to be extremely familiar with Bibo Mansion, and quickly gave an answer:

I remember that there is an acquired spiritual well on Jingyue Island, which is artificially refined by extracting more than a dozen spiritual vein roots, and is specially used to breed heaven and earth spiritual objects for the use of the elders of Bibo Mansion, maybe you can try your luck.

[The thief is like an immortal]: It sounds like this Bibo Mansion patriarch is darker than me, no wonder someone will destroy the door.

[Denglong Daoren]: →_→

"Thank you, seniors." Jiang Liu replied to several people one by one to thank them, and under the answer of [second in the world], he sent a few lazy sheep hairstyles, and quickly deleted this question without waiting for the other party to attack.

The Reflecting Moon Stone Wall, the Treasure Book, the Jingyue Island Spirit Well, plus the five people of the Yunshui Sect Cai Xu who have lost their traces.

This time he was looking for a lot of things.

Jiang Chuan put away his token and stroked the herring order.

Although he still didn't know what kind of sect Bibo Mansion was, even the Zhuji Monk could only be an outer disciple, and his true strength could be imagined.

Jin Dan is not as good as a dog, Yuan Ying walks all over the ground, and even higher-level monks are by no means as simple as a few people.

But it is such a sect, but it was broken by the mountain gate and plundered the inheritance, leaving the remains of today's Qiandao Lake, which has to make Jiang Chuan sigh.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

No one knows how many predecessors and masters are hidden in this world under the glorious shadow of the nine sects and six factions.

[The Great Thief is like an immortal] [Denglong Daoren] and several other seniors, is it also one of them. Jiang Chuan guessed.

Run the true qi and urge the "soul thief".

Suddenly, an indescribable force erupted from him, and he seemed to be a wide sea eye that could never be filled, and all the spiritual energy floating within a few feet of him surged towards the object in his hand.

The cracked herring made the dim jade body glow with rippling water because of this aura infusion, and there was also spiritual light in the gaps, which seemed to have triggered the prohibition in it and began to repair itself.

After a few moments, the token was refreshed.

If you ignore the deepest crack in the middle, which almost shatters in half.

"But it's enough for me this time." Jiang Chuan took out the pill given by Yun Ming, scolded him twice, and took a pill of Qi Nourishing Pill, so that the true qi gradually filled and recovered to its peak.

Looking at the Linghe who was looking at him, Jiang Chuan shook his head, popped out a Qi Nourishing Pill, was chased by the Linghe and swallowed, and happily led his neck to roar.

"I've taken the benefits, now it's time to get to work."

A man and a crane set out on the journey again, going deeper.

......

I don't know if he ran out of luck when he first explored Cangyin Reef, but according to the records on the ruins map, Jiang Chuan stepped into six islands and reefs in a row, but found nothing.

Not only the people and things he was looking for, but even the rumored corpses and treasure hunters had never encountered them.

As the sun set, Qiandao Lake was dyed orange and red, and after he decided to find another island, he looked for land to repair it overnight.

The crane fluttered its wings, and soon a verdant island came into view, and the faint noise reminded him that there were not a few monks on the island.

The spirit butterfly made by magic made a corner, this is obviously not a place with abundant spiritual energy, Jiang Chuan does not plan to join in the excitement, and caresses the spirit crane to avoid it.

But at this moment, a black qi like a snake python rose from the island below and stopped in front of Jiang Chuan.

Without waiting for him to ask, the black qi parted, and a middle-aged Confucian with a pale face appeared in front of him, with nothing under his feet, only a little mist supporting him.

Foundation Monk.

Jiang Chuan's eyelids jumped.

Those who can be vacated without the help of spiritual weapons must be foundation building monks.

"Jiang Dongliu, a disciple of Yunshui Sect, has seen his predecessors."

Although the cold aura coming from the other party's body made Jiang Chuan feel uncomfortable, he still kept the etiquette, and at the same time reported his origin, and his body was also running because of the skill, and there was a cloud of nothingness.

"It turned out to be a little friend of the Yunshui Sect." The middle-aged Confucian student's expression moved slightly, and the slight sense of oppression in his eyes disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared.

"Xiaoyou came to Qiandao Lake, presumably also to hunt for treasure.

"Coincidentally, there is a shortage of places for this treasure on the island of Maolong. For the sake of the face of several Taoist friends of Yunshui Sect, this place was filled by Xiaoyou. ”

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Jiang Chuan to agree, and the black qi that had spread to Jiang Chuan suddenly closed at some point, wrapping Jiang Chuan and the Spirit Crane and heading towards the verdant island.

Jiang Chuan touched the cuffs without a trace, and there was no movement.

The middle-aged Confucian who was urging the black fog did not wait for the expected situation, and after saying "It's still an acquaintance", he returned to Maolong Island with black qi and landed on a high platform surrounded by dozens of people.

Wow.

As soon as the black qi was closed, Jiang Chuan and Linghe appeared at the same time, and dozens of eyes fell on them.

"Senior, do you still count this person?" A dark-faced strong man in the audience asked in the crowd of several people.

"Yes, this little friend is a disciple of the Yunshui Sect, and his true qi is far purer than you, with this son, he can also add a little bit of certainty out of thin air." The middle-aged Confucian man stroked his beard and laughed, and there was no lack of appreciation for Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan didn't understand the situation, so he acted dumb, held down the restless Linghe, and listened to the conversation of these people.

When the strong man heard this, he said in a rough voice:

"The number of places is limited, if this son wants to join, won't my brothers have to give up one?"

After all, the nine brothers took up the most places, and the brothers at the bottom of the ranking also had the shallowest merit, far inferior to the others.

Being able to occupy a place all depends on his righteous words just now, and he threatens the other party with the words of "advancing and retreating together".

The middle-aged Confucian bowed slightly: "Exactly." ”

This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the eight loose cultivators around Dahan who were also fully nourishing their qi shouted one after another.

The others were also afraid that they would be forced to quit and shouted together.

They already knew the miraculous effect of the object, and how could they give such benefits to others.

Only then did Jiang Chuan know the reason why these people were arguing just now.

The chaotic scene made Jiang Chuan frown, and also made a cold light flash in the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

With a flick of his fingers, a wisp of black light flew over silently.

The big man who was waving his arms angrily felt a chill in his eyebrows, and then he lost all sensation, and his body stiffened and fell backwards.

With a scream from the people around them, everyone realized that something was wrong.

"Big brother, he's out of gas."

"What? Boss Li is dead. ”

"It's... Who did it? ”

......

One by one, their eyes subconsciously looked at the middle-aged Confucian student, and the noisy scene quieted down.

Jiang Chuan's pupils shrank.

The middle-aged Confucian nodded with satisfaction:

"The vacant places will be filled by this kid from the Yunshui Sect."

No one dares to have an opinion anymore.

Even the other eight brothers who were known as "Nanhe Jiusanren" with that Boss Li also kept their mouths shut.

Among them, the old man in black, who looked older, took off Boss Li's storage bag, put his body in it, and under the dissatisfied gaze of others, he hung the storage bag on his waist again, and said to the middle-aged Confucian student:

"My brother has no opinion, everything is arranged by his predecessors."

......