(In recent days, the local network of the little brother renting a house has expired, the landlord is the second landlord, the phone number is the original landlord's, I can't renew it, I re-handled one, and it has not been installed yet, the little brother went home this weekend to update the big ones, and the update has been unstable in recent days, forgive me)

Of course, this is not because he is very kind, or he is greedy for women, because just before this woman knelt down and begged for mercy, he still had a murderous intention, and the nine-section whip in his hand was clenched.

The reason why he changed his mind and let her go was mainly because Wan Qingping suddenly thought of this matter at the moment he started, he didn't seem to have thought about it before, there was an omission, and it was simple to kill this woman, but this negligence could not be made up.

Moreover, this woman's performance also made Wan Qingping feel that she could be trained well, maybe she could be useful in her future practice, and some complicated little things might be handled by her, which would save a lot of time.

"Get up, tell me about your situation" After confirming that the female cultivator had indeed taken the pill honestly, Wan Qingping then said in a light tone.

"The slave maid's cheap name is Coconut Guimei, there was no surname in the family, and she was tested by the Gu Master to have cultivation qualifications, so she walked out of the mountain where she lived for generations, in order to make it easier to call, so she used the coconut laurel tree planted at home as her surname, and she took a name to practice in the "Qi Ancient Village" sacrificial hall before the sixth layer of Qi practice, and then felt that there was no hope of building a foundation in such a step-by-step manner, so she ...... "The female cultivator said cautiously.

"It's not hidden, if I find out a little untrue in the future,......" Wan Qingping said with half-squinted mung bean eyes.

"Slave maid don't dare" Wan Qingping's words made the female cultivator who had just escaped death puff, knelt on the ground again, and turned a little ruddy face back to turn white again.

"You are a smart person, do what you have to do, I won't do anything to you, maybe I will help you to further your cultivation, do you know what I mean?"

"Yes, what will the seniors say in the future, what will the slave do" Ye Guimei replied with low eyebrows.

Wan Qingping nodded, now warn this woman a little, and then slowly adjust after passing the pass of Bimia Valley, so he spoke again: "Lead the way ahead, where did you find this silkworm cocoon, let's go to that place"

"Senior, the slave maid in that place has been looking for it more than once before......" Ye Guimei's words were not finished, and then she felt a sharp wind blowing.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the nun immediately rolled in the air and flew out.

"Slave damned" was slapped by Wan Qingping, the female cultivator's face was swollen, and a wisp of blood appeared on the corner of her mouth, but she didn't dare to wipe it.

"What I just said was forgotten so quickly?Do what you are told to do honestly, and do it as the right thing if you are wrong" Wan Qingping raised the woman's chin with his hand, the light from the mung bean's small eyes was indescribably ruthless, and his voice suddenly raised by two points: "There will be a next time, it won't be a slap in the face, you understand?"

"The slave understands" Ye Guimei replied tremblingly, not even daring to look at Wan Qingping, who was close at hand, capricious, and did not pity the jade, which made her further understand the character of the new master.

"Go" was simply said in one word, Wan Qingping's feet were gone, and Ye Guimei did not dare to delay, for fear of causing any more trouble, and he didn't care about the fact that he had some mana to escape for his life, so he immediately led the way in front.

A day and a half later, on a gravel-covered river beach, a light flew from a distance, and when it was close, the female cultivator in the light immediately walked down from the magic weapon, and when she saw the young man with her hands behind her back, she hurriedly said: "Young master, the slave maid carefully searched the east side twice, and there was nothing you wanted, but the slave and maid found this in a stone crevice" As she spoke, the nun raised an object in her hand, but it was a stone the size of half an egg.

Young master, naturally Wan Qingping, along the way, he felt that it was a bit too much for Ye Guimei to call him a senior, and it was not in the way when the two of them were in the way, if there were outsiders present in the future, it would make people feel that he was too self-conscious, and there was a feeling of flamboyance.

The title of young master was still something he had come up with with great difficulty, and it was too inappropriate to call him the master, unless he could cultivate to the stage of knotting; It's not okay to call him a son, he is not a beautiful son, just looking at his rough old face can't afford it; So after thinking about it for a long time, he finally came up with such a title, before his father died, the family was also a well-off family, and there was a rough old mother all the year round, and the old mother had always called him the young master back then, so he was appropriated by Wan Qingping

Wan Qingping took the stone from the female cultivator's hand, looked at it a few times, and threw it to her: "This piece of Tian Yunjing is not of high purity, and it can be used as a material for a high-level magic weapon, you can take it yourself."

"Thank you, Young Master, for the reward," Ye Guimei said obediently.

Wan Qingping waved his hand and said in a meaningful tone: "Originally, this thing is your present, and it is not used for these vain heads, as long as you are loyal, everything is easy to say."

"It's getting dark, I'm going to camp here today, take these, go to that place and set up the formation according to the place I marked" Without waiting for the female cultivator to say anything, Wan Qingping threw over the things that had been prepared for the formation a long time ago, and pointed to a place on the edge of the gravel beach.

Coincidentally, through conversation, Wan Qingping's coconut laurel plum is not a useless vase, but also has some research on the formation, of course, this is also relatively speaking, compared to him Wan is a lot worse.

According to Ye Guimei, she planned to learn a skill to accumulate cultivation resources very early, so she chose the most rare formation path of the Jiuli tribe, but unfortunately this female light saw that the formation mage earned a lot of spirit stones, but did not see the risk, and worked hard to collect a few formation classics, without a famous teacher to teach, as a result, after more than 20 years, only learned a little fur. This woman's formation cultivation is not high, but with the mark of Wanqing Pingbiao, it is okay to do some rough work according to the map.

In the middle of the night, Wan Qingping, who was vigilant, heard the sound of Jin Ge in the distance, and immediately turned over, walked to the outermost part of the formation, and looked at the night in the distance.

"Young Master, are you worried? From the slave's point of view, with the protection of this formation, even if the Gu Master of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Builds comes here, he will not be able to please him," Ye Guimei said softly when she came to Wan Qingping's standing.

Wan Qingping shook his head: "The formation I spent nearly an hour laying out, if even the Great Perfection Gu Master of the Foundation Building Foundation can't stop it, it would be too wasteful, I'm not worried that someone will come to find trouble, but I didn't expect the killing in the Bimia Valley to explode so quickly."