As soon as the words fell, he saw Wan Qingping flying away like a sharp arrow.

The mid-foundation building monk had just repelled the two of them, and he was about to continue to flee with joy in his heart, but at this moment, he saw a dazzling light flying towards him, and his color changed greatly at the moment, how could he not know what kind of existence it was to be able to fly in the sky?

However, survival is the instinct of all living creatures, even in the face of Brother Jindan, although he knew that he was invincible, this person still gritted his teeth and slashed out the sword weapon in his hand.

"Hehe!" Wan Qingping smiled, even though this person's swordsmanship is extremely skillful, but the gap in the realm is there, and he didn't even use the magic weapon, and with a wave of his hand, he laid a light shield in front of him, this light mask may not have any effect on a monk of the same level, but it is extremely difficult for a foundation building monk's attack to hurt him.

Sure enough, when the sharp sword qi slashed at the light mask very accurately, the light mask only shook a few times, and it couldn't even be said to be dim, so the sword qi flicked away.

The monk in the middle stage of foundation building was about to draw the second sword, but the light had already arrived in front of him: "Junior, this time it is your fate!" was the last sentence he heard, and then he felt as if something had penetrated into his body, and then there was a whirlwind of the world.

"You two go somewhere else, this person doesn't have to worry about it!" Wan Qingping commanded looking at the two Gu Masters who were eager to try.

"Yes, Great Leader!" Although the two Gu Masters didn't know what was going on, they didn't dare to disobey the order, but they secretly regretted in their hearts that they were missing a sum of income.

Gen Jingluo stepped forward and glanced at the unconscious Zhuji monk on the ground, and his eyes rolled: "No wonder Wan Daoyou turned a blind eye to the little woman, it turned out to be a good mouthful!"

How could Wan Qingping not know what this woman meant, this was to inquire about the reason why he did this, but there was nothing to hide, so he said: "I still have this person!"

"Useful? Could it be that Wan Daoyou has taken a fancy to this person's swordsmanship?" Gen Jingluo is not stupid, the only thing that this foundation building monk can make people like is swordsmanship.

Wan Qingping nodded: "Wan's swordsmanship is really bad, I have long wanted to find a swordsman, but unfortunately I have been looking for several years but I can't, today this person bumps into his hand, naturally he will not let go!"

"Seeing that this person's swordsmanship doesn't look like a wild way, I'm afraid that I won't teach them all at that time!" Gen Jingluo said, this is not false at all, some monks value the master's stunts more than their own lives, and they often would rather die than teach them outside.

Wan Qingping smiled disapprerovingly, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "If this person doesn't know how to lift, I want to see if his bones are hard or my methods are hard!"

Half an hour later, the killing sound of the earth-shattering spirit stone mine finally stopped, and none of the monks guarding the spirit stone mine ran away, all of them turned into corpses and lay on the ground, of course, the attacking side also had a lot of losses, the Jiuli bandits alone killed seventeen, not counting the injured, the Jindan monks brought by Taiur also had two injuries, one of them was also seriously injured, it seems that there are no years of cultivation can not recover vitality.

There is damage, but the harvest is not small, in addition to the seized storage bags, there are also the spirit stones that have not been transported away this month, including three extremely precious high-grade spirit stones, according to the agreement, Wan Qingping took two pieces, Gen Jingluo took one, and most of the lower grade spirit stones and middle grade spirit stones were divided by Jiuli bandits.

The Jiuli bandits smiled and took the spirit stone from the hands of the big and small leaders, and there was no sadness on their faces about the death of their companions, for them, choosing this path of licking blood from the knife edge means using their lives to win tomorrow, as for who will succeed in the end and stand out as the top existence among the monks, it depends on the will of heaven.

Standing on a high place, looking down at the Jiuli bandits who lived for the rest of their lives after the war and the corpses all over the ground, Wan Qingping let out a long sigh, and had a deeper understanding of the sentence "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!"

Twenty days later, Zhang Huankou Cave was in the house.

"Itch ~ itch to death ~ itch ~ " Bayar curled up on the cold ground, his muscles were shaking like a little mouse, his two hands were constantly scratching and scratching all over his body, and the slightest blood was oozing out and still didn't care, looking at the posture as if he wanted to grab the bones out before he stopped.

After a full quarter of an hour, the taste of death as if death had faded like a tide, and Bayar began to gasp for breath, and now he was like a fish that had just been transferred to shore, drenched in sweat and blood.

Wan Qingping heard the screams and stopped, and smiled, this has just begun, according to Taiur, this kind of "itchy bone pill" occurs every half an hour, and when it itches, the taste will make people worse than death.

It's not that Bayar refuses to teach swordsmanship, on the contrary, this person teaches quite seriously, and he looks like he is honestly resigned to his fate.

This kind of performance not only did not reassure him, but made him wonder if this person was confusing him? So yesterday he did a small test, and before going out, he deliberately pretended to forget the opening token of the cave mansion on the table, to see if this person would escape.

After a try, the result was this training.

"Seniors, seniors, juniors don't dare anymore, spare juniors this time!" came from the window begging for mercy over and over again.

Hearing the shout, Wan Qingping simply ignored it, just begging for mercy? If you don't have a long memory, it will inevitably happen again next time, so this time you should at least let him itch for a day or two, and the next time you want to escape, you will remember this feeling.

Automatically brushing aside the pleas for mercy, he continued to get busy, burying something in the dirt without stopping.

"Get up!" Half an hour later, with a flick of his fingers, a bright light rose from the medicine garden, covering the half-acre area.

Swept it with his divine sense, and found that his divine sense could not enter, and then turned around a few times, and finally nodded with satisfaction: "This place for ripening elixir is completed!"

Entering the medicine garden of the new formation, with a shake of his robe, a wooden box appeared in his hand, which contained a very ordinary elixir "Ulcao" on the grassland, but this Ul grass actually has six leaves, and the monk who is a little familiar with the elixir will know that this is six hundred years old, which is the highest elixir he can find when he asks for help from Taiur.

The elixir was planted, and some water was poured, and then Wan Qingping took out a "fake jadeite" very painfully and placed it at its root, with the sunlight, a green mist gradually rose on the fake jade, enveloping the elixir.

"Fortunately, the elixir that Yu Min needs is not limited to types, otherwise how can it be ripened from six hundred years!"