"How precious Chunhua Gu is, you junior also knows, so what the old man asks for is naturally not an easy thing to do, you need to go to the valley to help the old man get something, and such a thing ......" The old man smiled and said what he asked for.

After Wan Qingping heard this, his brows furrowed even more, and the old man seemed to be extremely patient, lying on the rattan chair and looking at Wan Qingping with half-squinted eyes.

After a full quarter of an hour, Wan Qingping said cautiously: "Senior, can you allow the junior to see the Chunhua Gu, and tell the junior where the senior found this Gu in the valley?"

"Hehe, it's easy to say!" The old man seemed to know Wan Qingping's concerns, and it was normal for people to not scatter eagles if they didn't see rabbits, and seeing that the meaning of Wan Qingping's words was basically a tone of promise, he immediately responded very happily, and then his sleeve, a fist-sized, crumpled seed like the shape of a shoe sole was released from his sleeve and fell on the table.

Wan Qingping's eyes lit up, he took a step forward, took the seeds on the table in his hand, looked at them carefully, and after reading it, Wan Qingping was still not at ease, and then put it under his nose and smelled it, this kind of seed has a salted fish-like smell, Wan Qingping was not angry because of this fishy smell, but showed a trace of joy on his face.

After Wan Qingping put down the seed, the old man smiled and said, "Junior, how is it?"

"It's really exactly the same as what is described in the classics!" Wan Qingping said reassuringly.

The old man said nonchalantly: "Naturally, how can the old man deceive you with such cultivation and age, take it, this is a sketch map of the Bimia Valley, and the red dot is where the old man is now in Chunhua!" said and flew out of his sleeve a piece of hemp papyrus, on which some lines and some brief words were drawn zigzagly.

Wan Qingping immediately took the map, looked at it casually, and then hugged his fists and said: "Thank you seniors, for this matter, the juniors should go!"

"Okay, as long as I can do this for the old man, the old man will never break his promise!" Seeing Wan Qingping agree, the old man seemed to be very happy, and a happy smile appeared on his wrinkled old face.

In the next time, Wan Qingping took this opportunity to ask the old man some things about Bimia Valley, although there are still more than three years before the next Bimia Valley opens, but it is still a cost-effective thing to know it earlier.

The sky was getting dark, Wan Qingping said goodbye, he naturally didn't know that after he left, a figure turned out of the screen behind the old man, the figure was slightly thin, but this person was not low, half a head taller than ordinary people.

"Mu Hua, what do you think?" the old man asked as if he knew who it was when he heard the footsteps, and still lay motionless.

The tall and thin man thought for a while, and then said with some hesitation: "This person is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and his strength must not be too weak, so he is afraid that it will have an impact on the plan of the old ancestor when the time comes?"

The old man obviously had an answer to this, nodded, and then sighed and said: "It seems that it is not a long time to see that this person's aura has entered the late stage, you also know that there are not many monks in our Jiuli tribe who do not practice Gu arts, and even fewer can reach the foundation building period, although the old man's plan only needs four people, but not all of them can reach that place without falling on the way, so it is necessary to gather at least six such foundation building monks who have not practiced Gu arts, and the old man is doing this just in case!"

The tall thin man called Mu Hua thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said, "Old Ancestor is wise, I really need to set aside some vacancies for replacement......!

After flying back to his cave, Wan Qingping sat on the futon and thought carefully about the matter of Bimia Valley.

If he wants to enter the Bimia Valley, with his current cultivation, among all the Gu masters who have entered it, he can be regarded as a group of people who belong to the top level, even if the "Taishang True Nature Originless Sutra" he cultivates is not sharp enough, but others don't know that he is a fancy person, I believe that under normal circumstances, it is unlikely that other Gu masters will not come to make trouble for a long time, the only thing that makes him scruple is the danger of the Bimia Valley itself and the thing that the old man is asking for.

The old man spent such a big price, and finally told sù Wan Qingping that he did not do it alone, it required the concerted efforts of many people, and the risk of such things was absolutely extraordinary when he thought about it, although the old man at that time said it in an understated tone, as if it was only a little dangerous, phew, liar!

It is risky to help Wan Li Lao'er do that thing, but it is not without any other benefits to enter Bimia Valley, Chunhua Gu will not mention it, this is also the main reason why Wan Qingping entered Bimia Valley, it is said that because of the protection of the pair of mysterious Gu worms in Bimia Valley, there are even several rare elixirs that are helpful for condensing the golden pill, and it will take about ten days to help the old man finish that thing when he is done, and the molting of the pair of Gu worms lasts for a month, and the rest of the time he may not be able to look for it in the Bimia Valley and try the opportunity.

Even if you are unlucky and can't find a good thing, what about others? Most of the cultivators are not as good as their own, if this kind of person gets a good thing, hehe, just grab it!

Thinking of this, the pair of mung bean eyes on Wan Qingping's forehead couldn't help but shine fiercely, and the few pits on his face also turned red due to congestion, as if a large handful of rare elixirs were placed in front of him.

After thinking for a while, Wan Qingping pursed his lips and stopped dreaming, and then he didn't know what to think, he suddenly got up and came to the bed, and took out a wooden box from under the bed, in which were lying two storage bags.

Wan Qingping now has four storage bags, three of which were taken away by a special trip back to the cave of Wanfa Gate when he decided to escape from Wandao Sea, and the last one was captured by killing the square-faced monk of the Ghost Control Sect.

Speaking of these years, Wan Qingping, the storage bag of the Ghost Control Sect, has not spared the effort to count the items inside, and only took the bone shield magic weapon for emergency use, only then did he remember one thing, and heard Wan Li Da Er say that the place where he needs to do things is very evil, but a crypt, which is full of ghosts and ghosts, and the Ghost Control Sect, which is famous for refining ghosts and refining corpses, must not lack restraint in this regard, maybe there are items in the storage bag that can help with this.

The largest of the two storage bags was opened, all the belongings were dumped on the bed, and piled them into a small pile, Wan Qingping quickly took off his shoes and counted them one by one on the bed.

A quarter of an hour later, when the inventory was completed, although he guessed that the net worth of a great sect disciple like the square-faced monk would definitely not be too shabby, but looking at this pile of items, especially a few of them, Wan Qingping's mouth was grinning, and his face couldn't help but be filled with bursts of joy.

Let's not mention the nearly 3,000 spirit stones for the time being, just the talisman with a black skull painted on it is enough to make Wan Qingping twist around, shaking his head and sighing: If you are rich, you must be ruthless, kill people and set fire to the gold belt!

Holding the talisman in his hand, turning it over and over and looking at it carefully for a while, Wan Qingping put it down with joy, and then carefully put it into a wooden box and put it away. This talisman is full of aura, obviously it has not been used many times, and there is a lot of potential, the original big seal talisman only has the power left to be used once, Wan Qingping once secretly regretted it, and now it seems that this talisman is really timely, enough to be used as a new killer feature.

Then Wan Qingping picked up a nine-section bone whip again, and the square-faced monk used this whip to smash his turtle shell defense magic weapon into several petals with one blow, which shows that this magic weapon is absolutely idle.

Wan Qingping carefully probed the nine-section bone whip, and sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, there were as many as sixty-eight prohibitions on it, and the fine goods in this top-level magic weapon were something that Wan Qingping had never seen in Fang City before, let alone possessed it.

You must know that most of the monks who have just condensed the golden pill generally do not have magic weapons, and most of the magic weapons used in their hands are just of this level, just like his master Zuo Shili, except for the small umbrella that he refined in order to cross the golden pill tribulation, which can barely be regarded as a magic weapon, what he usually uses is just a top-notch magic weapon with sixty-nine prohibitions. After marrying the Dan, in addition to cultivating, his master was busy looking for some rare refining materials and preparing to refine his natal magic weapon, until he left Wandao Sea, he didn't have enough materials. Haha, now that I can mix it up, it's really profitable!

It's a pity that the spirit ghost that was possessed by the square-faced monk at the beginning, the power is also very sharp, once possessed, the body is incredibly fast, not to mention, and it is blurry, making it difficult for people to defend, but because the spirit ghost is a thing that intersects with the life of the square-faced monk, after Wan Qingping killed the square-faced monk, it also dissipated between heaven and earth.

The rest of the valuable things are the two defensive talismans used by the square-faced monk at the beginning, the power of defense Wan Qingping has already seen, even Xu Haojia and Wan Qingping can't break through the defense of the talisman for a while, which is enough to be called the best talisman, from this storage bag, Wan Qingping also got two.

After sorting these things one by one, all that was left was some books and a bunch of miscellaneous items. What Wan Qingping was looking for this time was the classics, trying to find out how to deal with ghosts, and then he spent three days reading these classics roughly, but unfortunately most of the classics were of little help to him.

"Huh, what is this?" Wan Qingping, who had not found a way to deal with ghosts, was about to put away the classics and the remaining pile of miscellaneous things, when his eyes swept casually, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed it, as if something interesting had appeared.

A rather old and yellowed cow bone plate appeared in his hand, and seven or eight hundred small characters filled the cow bone plate densely.

"Liuyao Yin Huo!" Wan Qingping read out the beginning of the small characters, hey, it's quite bluffing to get the name, what could it be?

There were a lot of things going on in the past year, helping my mother kill chickens and pick up fish, frozen, steaming steamed buns, today I made three pots of jujube steamed buns alone, and I was busy!

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