Half a month later, Danxia Mountain.

Wan Qing lay calmly on the bed, half-squinting, while the little girl named Xin'er sat on a chair beside her, holding a formation book and reading aloud to him.

At this time, there was a faint black aura on his face, and he looked extremely weak, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to pick up a book?

But he is not the worst, the worst is the, the little guy is curled up in the corner at this time, looking sickly, if you look closely, you will find that its skin has lost its original smoothness, becoming a little wrinkled, and its breath has become high and low, as if the realm is unstable.

"Squeak~" The door opened, and the Danxia boy walked in, still holding a wooden box in his hand, walked to the bed, and asked with great concern: "Wan Daoyou, are you better?"

"Thank you...... Daoyou ...... Ahem...... It's better......" Wan Qingping said weakly.

"Hey, the poison in the Taoist friends is quite tricky, even if there is a needle from me, it will not be cured in three or five years!" The Danxia boy shook his head and opened the wooden box, which contained eighteen thin golden needles side by side.

With a wave of his hand, the little girl was asked to leave, and the Danxia boy took off Wan Qingping's clothes, flipped over, and inserted gold needles into his back one by one.

"Ahem...... In the Todo Friends ...... What did you do...... Ahem......" Wan Qingping lay on the bed and asked weakly.

Danxia Boy pricked the needle while saying, "Wan Daoyou rest assured, the letter has been sent to the Golden Family!"

"It's according to the ......" Wan Qingping was a little uneasy, and wanted to say something more, but the Danxia boy waved his hand: "Wan Daoyou, don't worry, it's all according to what you said, the letter was written by a different person, and the person who sent the letter has no connection with Danxia Mountain!"

"That's good, that's good!" Wan Qingping nodded weakly, there are countless secret methods of the old monster, and for safety, he can only use the method that Yu Min helped him come up with again.

This is also the Danxia boy is a square person, and he was reluctant to give the Danxia boy the grace of snake venom back then, otherwise he would not dare to hand over this matter to him.

However, when he thought that this time the golden family forced him to the sky and no way to enter the ground, Wan Qing's plane was full of hideousness: this revenge will not be avenged, and he will not be a man!

However, revenge is revenge, as long as the cultivation is raised, the gold family will be killed without leaving a piece of armor, but at this time there is a problem he has to face, that is, if he wants to enter the Flying Twist Tomb, he will inevitably face the gold family, what should he do when the time comes?

"Danxia Daoyou...... Ahem...... I heard you say two days ago...... Flying Twist Tomb ...... Places...... ...... you've entered the screening stage?"

The Danxia boy nodded: "There are still eight years before the opening of the Flying Twist Tomb, and it's time to screen the quota, but this time because the specific amount can't be determined, because the lama of the Western Regions sees that our grassland is in a civil war, and asks to reduce the number of grassland monks, and his attitude is extremely tough!" Danxia Boy said worriedly: "And even if the quota is determined, how to distribute it will have to fight openly and secretly, the Heavenly Wolf Alliance and the noble monks definitely don't want the other party to sit big, and they all want to fight for the maximum interests of one party!"

"Danxia Daoyou...... What he said is extremely true!" Wan Qingping agreed very much, but he asked this question not to dwell on which party would benefit more and which party would benefit less, but to see if it was possible to get a place to officially enter the Flying Twist Tomb, so that there was no need to borrow the golden family's edict scroll.

"Once the quota is confirmed...... Come down, and ask Taoist friends to help you...... Keep an eye out for who's going to give up...... Ahem...... Entry ......"

"Try your best, but don't get your hopes up too much, although every time the Flying Twist Tomb is opened, someone will give up the quota for students, but after all, there are very few!" Danxia Boy replied with some leeway.

Just as the two of them were talking, on a spiritual mountain in the north of the Qiyan tribe, a tall middle-aged man was holding a letterhead, his face was gloomy, the letterhead was wrinkled, and the handwriting on it was also sticky and sticky like a dog skin plaster, not written by the same person at all.

"Where's the person who sent the letter?" said the middle-aged man suddenly.

The golden family disciple kneeling below trembled and said: "Family master, the person who sent the letter is a mortal, if it weren't for the fact that this person was holding the "Jiao Tu" in the "Six Spirits and Three Pictures" in his hand when he sent the letter, the nephew would never dare to submit the letter!"

"Mortal?!" The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth flashed a wry smile slightly, and then he waved his hand: "Stand down, let go of the person who sent the letter!"

In the north of the Chahar tribe, Taijia City, a secret prison.

A woman in white sat quietly on the ground, with blood stains on her horn and mouth, although her hair was scattered, she could not hide her peerless beauty.

A young man sat opposite him, looking at the woman's straight chest, his eyes were full of heat, such a beautiful woman, he saw it for the first time in his life, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "Fellow Daoist, I advise you again, as long as you make a vow and be my Taoist companion obediently, not only will you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the woman sneered: "Be your Taoist companion?hehe, if the old witch hadn't come that day, would you have been able to stop the little girl?"

The woman's sneer made the man's face flash with anger, but he had no way to refute it at all, so he could only raise the token in his hand: "You are not afraid of my ......"

The woman in white glanced at the token contemptuously, and said even more disdainfully: "The little woman has never suffered anything in her life, and Daoyou tortures me like this, but she doesn't dare to do anything to me, hehe, haven't you caught that person yet?"

"You ......" the man immediately stood up and was about to urge the token.

At this moment, the cell door creaked open, and an old woman walked in, and the man hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Fourth aunt!"

The old woman ignored the man, but stood quietly in place, looked at the imprisoned woman, and found that the woman had no fear on her face, so she said: "Female doll, you have won!" After speaking, the flying hand flicked, and the two silver-white rings at the woman's pipa bone immediately fell to the ground.

A quarter of an hour later, only the old woman and the young man were left in the cell.

"Fourth aunt......?"

The old woman sighed: "That little guy has already escaped, and he has also sent the letter to the family, and the patriarch has used a secret method to send a message, so it has to be like this!"

"Fourth aunt, even that treasure has to be handed over to that person?"

Hearing the word baby, a trace of pain flashed on the old woman's face, and finally smiled bitterly: "Although that thing is precious, once the news of our golden family's contact with the lama spreads, there will be more than that!"

The young man said hatefully: "This woman is too cautious, she doesn't leave any flaws, and she even cleans up the hair in the cell before leaving!"

Hearing the man's words, a smile flashed on the old woman's face: "Hehe, although this woman is smart, I don't know that I took ...... from her during her coma."