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Wan Qingping glanced at the green villain, with the wisdom of this old guy, he should know what he was going to face next, but at this time, there was not the slightest fear on his face, but there was an indescribable calm, so he asked curiously: "Sixth Elder, are you really not afraid?"

The little green man shook his head and smiled faintly: "Afraid, if we cultivators are not afraid of death, why bother to seek the immortal path that is unique in ten thousand?"

"Then you ......"

"This seat just realized a truth today, and at this time there is more regret than fear!"

Wan Qingping said with interest: "Remorse, what do you regret, what do you hate?"

The little green man did not answer, but sang loudly in a desolate voice, singing: "Baiyun Yellow Crane Dao people, a piano, a sword and a cup of tea; the feather coat is often smoky and does not stain the red dust peach and plum blossoms; the world laughs haha, travels all over the world to make rafts; and repairs the avenue through wind and rain, and does not stain the peach and plum blossoms in the world." The world laughs haha, what is the purpose of striving for fame and fortune, it is better to turn back and realize the avenue, carefree and immortal family. Quiet and inaction, looking at the clouds, not staining the earth, the roots of the Dao, visit the Master to cultivate his body, gather the immortal pavilion to go to Longhua......!

The above song, Wan Qingping knows, is a well-circulated immortal music in the cultivation world, it is said to have been composed a long, long time ago, expressing a cultivator's attitude towards peaceful cultivation and not causing dust.

If so, it is reasonable, but Wan Qingping does not agree with the concept of this song, the period of creating this song is the beginning of antiquity, at that time, the cultivators did not even have one thousandth of the current cultivation world, and the cultivation resources are simply inexhaustible.

And now, where cultivation resources are scarce and scarce, even a hundred-year-old elixir can fight for the head and blood, if you still practice with the attitude that everything is indisputable, and you are happy to be poor, even if your qualifications are against the sky, how far can you go on the immortal road?

The world is bustling, all for profit, let's just say that the current war that has affected most of the Mumba grassland, many monks hold high the banner of rescuing the commoners from the rule of the aristocracy, it sounds awe-inspiring, in fact, to remove the surface whitewash, in the final analysis, or because the noble monks monopolize most of the cultivation resources, the common monks have to stand up and resist, if the noble monks are willing to give up their cultivation resources to share with the common monks, it is guaranteed that it will not take a few days for the Mumba grassland to immediately return to peace.

"Let's do it, for the sake of identifying the treasures, give this seat a good time!" After the song was finished, the green man said calmly.

Wan Qingping nodded, put away the Nine Yin True Fire that had been burning, and then shook his robe, and the twelve Green Immortal Needles formed a broken sword in the Huaguang, and slashed at the green villain.

There is no doubt that the soul without any supernatural powers can't stop the sharpness of the green spirit needle at all, with a miserable scream, the green villain was instantly cut in half, but this is not over, the cautious Wan Qingping then pinched the law, and the broken sword was dispersed into twelve green spirit needles, and the two souls were cut into smaller pieces again, until they turned into dots of green light and disappeared in the night sky.

"It would be great if one day we could kill the Earth Immortal Power head-on!" Wan Qingping muttered to himself looking at the place where the green figure disappeared.

The snow-capped canyons, the yellow trees and withered grass, the north wind howling, rolling up yellow leaves and falling snow, everything looks extraordinarily desolate.

A figure hovered in the sky, and after twenty breaths, the figure seemed to have discovered something, its eyes lit up, and then, like a goshawk predator, it plunged headlong towards a rocky place in the canyon.

"The formation is secretly arranged!" Looking at the formation in the chaotic stones, the figure couldn't help but admire.

At this moment, a beautiful female voice came out of the formation: "Dare to ask which senior has arrived?"

Without saying a word, the figure directly threw the token that had been prepared in his hand towards the formation.

At this time, within the scope of the formation, there were two rooms, three people, all of whom were building foundations and cultivating, and there were two things that seemed to be the appearance of the teleportation array arranged in the center.

Three people, the division of labor is different, a man and a woman sit at the table, there is a stack of thick account books on the table, and the other man looks at the sky above the canyon, his eyes do not blink, as if he is monitoring something, the teleportation array spirit stone around him has been on, once someone attacks this array, the male cultivator can teleport away at any time.

The female cultivator steadily caught the token that came through the formation, looked at it a few times, and whispered to the male cultivator next to her, "The token is real!" As she spoke, she handed the token to the male cultivator next to her.

The male cultivator took the token, looked at the number "A Twenty-Seven" on the back, and then took out a book from the stack of account books on the table, and turned a few pages: "The master is a senior named Wan Qingping, hey, this senior Jindan was still a Jiuli person in the early stage of cultivation, and the token is actually the first level, it's really strange!"

Hearing this, the female cultivator also hurriedly looked at the account book obliquely, and her face showed a solemn look: "There can't be a mistake with the roster sent down above, right? I remember that only the core personnel of our organization and a few Yuanying seniors over there in Jiuli have first-class tokens!"

Hearing this, the male cultivator also became a little unsure whether to let this senior in, the roster must be not wrong, because this was put here by the second elder himself, but as the entrance to the organization's base camp in Chahar, this place is related to the safety of the base camp, and it is impossible to be too careful.

"Do you want to inform the Taiur seniors?" the male cultivator suggested in a low voice as he glanced at the house next to him.

The suggestion of the male cultivator made the female cultivator embarrassed, Taiur's predecessor was not lightly injured in the battle half a month ago, and the reason why he was sent here was to increase the strength of this place on the one hand, and more importantly, to take the opportunity to heal his wounds, if he didn't have anything major to disturb, I'm afraid it would ......

"Let's use the Gaze Mirror to see if this senior is a real person, right?" the female cultivator stroked the black hair on her forehead and suggested.

"It's okay!" the male cultivator nodded, and immediately turned the roster over another page, on which was a portrait of a man with small eyes of mung beans, and there was a text description below: square face, with a few shallow pits on the face, narrow eyes, medium stature, and the appearance of a mortal in his twenties and thirties......

"Senior, please take off your mask and stand in a white frame drawn with lime powder on the ground!" As the female cultivator spoke, she grabbed a magic control plate on the table and shook it backwards, and saw a ripple in the void, and a cyan treasure mirror about the size of a ruler appeared, projecting a beam of light into the white frame outside the formation.

(The first one, thanks to the monthly tickets of the two Taoist friends, "Wen Yu Ben" and "Too Unruly"!)