A month and a half later, at the junction of the Mumba Grassland and the Western Plateau, two figures flew in, and they didn't know what to say there, and then a figure turned around and flew back to the plateau.

The person who was waiting to fly disappeared, and the originally smiling face of the person who was still staying in place quickly changed: "Phew, these bald donkeys, don't let Lao Tzu seize the opportunity, otherwise you will look good!"

This person is of medium stature, with a few sporadic pits on his face, the most striking thing is the pair of narrow mung bean eyes, once squinted, he involuntarily gave people a sense of gloom, it was Wan Qingping who returned from Xiaozhao Temple.

This time, he deceived and finally saved his life, but the humiliation he suffered was forever imprinted in his heart.

"It's still not strong enough!" Wan Qingping's clenched fist loosened again, and shook his head with a wry smile, when he traveled thousands of miles from Jueling Island to find immortals, the most important thing was that he didn't want people to bully him anymore, and he didn't want to be that muddy piglet, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he was still the same old look, the sadness and resentment when he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, he really didn't want to taste it again.

Leaning on the rocks, looking at the rising sun, Wan Qingping slowly smoked a cigarette that had not been smoked for a long time, and with the rising green smoke, the resentment in his heart went away, no matter what, this time he finally saved his life, much luckier than the fallen Mrs. Lei and others.

And......

Thinking of this, he shook his robe, and a round seed appeared in his hand.

"Ghost Crying Vine, hehe, this time I picked up a bargain!" Looking at the seeds in his hand, Wan Qingping's eyes flashed with hope.

This seed was the main harvest at the exchange meeting at Xiaozhao Temple that day, and according to the lama, this seed called the ghost withered vine is extremely rare, and even comparable to some real heavenly treasures.

When the ghost withered vine is fully grown, it will bloom a bewitching flower, and the flower absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, condensing into something called "nectar", if the monk takes the nectar, he can quickly improve his cultivation.

Looking at it this way, the ghost withered vine should be extremely valuable, but in fact, on the contrary, although this thing is rare, its value is not high at all, at least for the vast majority of Jindan monks.

There are two reasons, first, the cultivation of Jindan monks not only requires the cultivation of mana, but also the strengthening of the physical body, once the cultivation exceeds the required physical strength too much, it is easy to go mad if you continue to forcibly cultivate. And what is nectar? It is equivalent to a large spiritual stone, a spiritual stone that can be absorbed without refining, according to the lama, taking a drop of nectar is almost equivalent to three or four years of meditation by a Jindan monk, and the cultivation has grown so rapidly, unless there is enough spiritual objects to strengthen the physical body, otherwise, who would dare to take nectar?

Second, the ghost withered vine is extremely weird, it is obviously a plant, but it needs to devour the flesh and blood of demon beasts to grow, and to cultivate to the extent that it can produce nectar, the amount of flesh and blood of spirit beasts consumed is extremely huge, where do ordinary monks get a huge amount of demon beast flesh and blood?

For the above two reasons, although the demon withered vine is rare, there are very few monks who are interested in it.

But...... Wan Qingping didn't know what to think, the corners of his mouth curled, revealing a strange smile.

After laughing for a while, he put away the ghost withered vine seeds, and took out another thing to play with, there was a blood Jiao pattern on the front of this thing, and on the reverse side was a Sky Splitting Tree, which was the Jiao Ji picture of the brothers and sisters of the Golden Family.

He has already seen the power of this thing, and what is even more rare is that Jiao Ji Tu is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a inheritance magic weapon, which can be used with a little sacrifice after getting it.

Of course, the reason why this magic weapon fell into his hands was not because of the kindness of those bald donkeys, Wan Qingping clearly knew that this was a bait, a bait smeared with honey, and he couldn't refuse this kind of bait at all, and he didn't want to refuse, the Holy Wheel Dharma King said very clearly when he talked that night, as long as he Wan someone continued to deliver the news of the Momba grassland to Xiaozhao Temple in the future, Xiaozhao Temple would definitely not treat him badly, this Jiao Ji picture is just the beginning, and more benefits are still to come.

"Be a spy?" Wan Qingping's small eyes blinked, "What does it have to do with me if more Mumba people die?

"But thanks to that sword sticker, otherwise, if you are a spy, those bald donkeys will probably not use bait to lure, but will use poison to coerce!"

After talking to himself for a while, Wan Qingping put away the Jiao Ji diagram, touched his chin, and calculated, where should he go now?

Don't worry about going to the Golden Family, the old bald donkey said that as long as Fengtianxi can be done within ten years, and he has to think about it, so as not to be pitted by the old bald donkey. However, thanks to the lamas' practice of Buddhism, the power of incense is similar to that of fireflies in the night, and they can't hide it, and they can't enter the hinterland of the grassland at all, otherwise how can this kind of good thing fall on their heads, after all, it is a flying twist Ling quota!

Besides, I don't know where the golden family's lair is, so how to get there?

Go to the East Gobi tribe and thank Wu Benqing? This time, thanks to this fellow's sword sticker, I should go to thank you, but the road is a bit far, forget it, and wait for the opportunity in the future!

There is only one option left, that is, to return to Zhang Huankou directly, this time it takes a bit long to come out, although the spy report to Jiuli has been arranged to be temporarily replaced by someone before the treasure exploration, but after all, it can't be too sloppy, if it is too bad, it will not be cost-effective to be recalled by the tribe, no matter what, with this errand, there is still a salary to get.

Thinking of this, he wiped it behind his back, opened the Qingyun umbrella, and fled to the southeast.

The Qiyan tribe, the Borzigit family, Qingbo Island.

"Sister, you live here well, why should we move?" asked Yue'er with some confusion.

The crisp children's voice made Yu Min stunned, and then a kind of misery that only wandering people had welled up in her heart, she really didn't know how to answer the question of the innocent little girl.

This trip to the Western Plateau, the seventh prince has not returned so far, and it is very likely that she has fallen, but she has returned safely, although the Borzigit family did not say anything on the surface, but she is not a fool, and she can clearly feel the change in the family's attitude towards her.

Not to mention anything else, most of the servants who were originally serving on Qingbo Island have been evacuated half a month ago, and now there is only one old servant who sweeps the floor, what does this mean, do you really want people to make a statement to drive them away?

"Good girl, let's ......" Yu Min was about to say something, but suddenly his expression moved, flashed, and flew out.

"Fairy Qiqi, there is an immortal master outside asking to see you!" Although the old servant had heard some gossip that after the fall of the Seventh Prince, the fairy in front of him seemed to have an unstable status, but no matter what, he was just an ordinary mortal, and he didn't dare to offend this immortal master with advanced cultivation.

(The second chapter may not be finished, and some chapters need to be repeated, and it will be revised about a little bit!) Daoists can go to the post bar to read, or go directly to the creation Chinese to read.) ）