"Stygian roots?"

Yang Dongxiong looked at the amber lotus leaf with golden lines in his hand, and he held it up to the sun, and the golden lines shone brightly.

"The quality is excellent, but it is a rare thing, but why is it in the shape of lotus leaves?"

"The disciple is split from a lotus flower, so it is in this state." Liang Qu took out two more pieces from his arms, "The other two pieces are for the senior mother and the senior brother, and the master will hand them over." ”

Yang Dongxiong nodded, took the leaf and looked at Liang Qu again, stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Isn't that the lotus flower that you fished up from the water again?" ”

Liang Qu grinned.

"It's been fine for the last few days, but after six days, you don't run around and stay home as much as possible."

"C-fire day?"

Everything is restless on the day of the fire, and there are often monsters infested, and it is precisely because of this that the beaver family will come to the house for refuge.

Liang Qu's life depends on water and has many opportunities, but blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, which also means a crisis.

The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, and the fire is eventful, so he should stay away.

Unexpectedly, Yang Dongxiong shook his head.

"If this is not the case, the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and the opportunity is lost if you are afraid.

I asked you not to run around, it is that the Hebo Station and the Demon Hunting Division may have big moves in the near future, you should practice diligently and do not slack off. ”

Big moves?

Liang Qu wanted to ask clearly, but Yang Dongxiong didn't say it thoroughly.

When chaos is born, words are ordered.

If the king is not secret, he will lose his minister, if he is not secret, he will lose his body, and if he is not secret, he will be harmed.

Yang Dongxiong is in charge of the Hebo Institute and the Demon Hunting Division, even if it is an idle position, his strength is there, he can't get around, everyone who should know knows it, but he can only reveal so much.

Liang Qu didn't ask much.

Master won't hurt him rashly, just stay at home, it's not too much anyway.

"That thing, the ...... in my family"

Liang Qu was talking about the old monk, before he caught the oolong, he told Yang Dongxiong about the fact that the Zhenxiang Grandmaster came here to find the evil monk.

Yang Dongxiong pondered for a long time and nodded slightly.

Liang Qu was relieved.

After going to Yangfu, Liang Qu went to other places in Pingyang County one after another, and sent a copy of the Dark Wood Root to the senior brothers one by one, and only when he went to Senior Brother Lu Gang's residence, he asked for a few extra metal ores.

"Senior brother, how much are these four pieces worth?"

Liang Qu showed Lu Gang a few pieces of ore he had picked out, and Lu Gang glanced at it and waved his hand.

"Take it, it's not worth your Stygian Roots."

"Senior brother still told me that it's better to be worthwhile, it doesn't mean it's not worth it now, it doesn't mean it's not worth it in the future."

"What do you mean by that?"

"In the future, I may have to come and ask for a few pieces of ore every month, and the small amount will add up, and it will be worth it slowly."

"Senior Brother Liang wants to learn to be a forger? That's not enough for you, at most a dagger. ”

"How dare you rob business with Senior Brother Lu, you must not starve to death, it is for other purposes, I have raised a few little things that eat ore."

"Eat ore?"

Lu Gang was not surprised, there were so many strange creatures in the world, so he only asked Liang Qu not to lose his mind.

"Then next time, these pieces of ore have not been refined, and the value is not high."

"Thank you, brother."

Leaving the Lu Mansion, Liang Qu went to the river berth, and handed over the remaining ten pieces to Ran Zhongshi and asked him to help transfer them.

When he was about to leave, Ran Zhongshi said the same thing to him.

The meaning of his words was more vague than what Yang Dongxiong said, and he only told him not to run around, and he didn't say anything else, and told him to keep it a secret.

Liang Qu agreed, only left Ran Zhongshi's study, and when he passed the second floor, he specially glanced at the scroll room.

Li Shoufu and Huang Pingchang registered at the desk.

Hebo, the river chief, took the task as usual, and it was the same as before.

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Don't underestimate Ran Zhongshi and Yang Dongxiong's reminders a few days in advance.

If you don't practice for a day, you know; If you don't practice for two days, your opponent knows.

Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light.

Many times there is no way, I don't know what is important, and I become cannon fodder for some reason.

Liang Qu felt a little angry, but he didn't go into trouble, he only wondered what the big move was.

The fundamental purpose of Pingyang Town's change from a town to a county is to establish a "Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate", but the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate is to defend against the outside of the Saiwai, and Pingyang County and even the future Pingyang Mansion will be protected against the remnants of the great cadres.

The object worthy of the alliance between the Hebo Station and the Demon Hunting Division is only one of the remnants of the Great Cadres.

The tiger does not fall to the shelf.

According to rumors, the one who fled to Daze at the beginning, the Grandmaster of Guangzhen Elephant passed two hands.

Such a huge force, even if it has fallen a lot in the time with Xu Guo's bus, and has lived a few years in sixty years, it can still be expected that there are many masters who are still surviving.

I don't know what kind of strength the remnants need to be defeated by the Hebo Station and the Demon Hunting Division?

Ordinary tiger hunting, five dozen and one will not be so prosperous, is it ......

Liang Qu shuddered.

Two demon hunting divisions, two Hebo station, even if they count the master, but only five tiger hunters, can they deal with Zhenxiang?

Or is there a great power in Pingyang County that he doesn't know?

Liang Qu returned home with thoughts and found the old monk as soon as possible.

"Master, the Hebo Institute and the Demon Hunting Division may be about to take action against the remnants of the Great Qian's Zhenxiang!"

The old monk licked the dry ink, put down the pen in his hand, and looked at Liang Qu quietly.

"What's the problem?"

"Ah...... No problem? ”

The old monk made a gesture of please.

When he came back to his senses, Liang Qu had already left the west wing and came to the courtyard.

Liang Qu fell into deep thought, what did he come to do with the old monk.

Oh, find someone to do it.

At present, except for him and the Taoist master of Louguantai and the master, it is estimated that no one knows that there is a master of the Immortal Remnant hidden in Pingyang County.

The old monk is also the highest combat power that Liang Qu currently knows, even if the dantian is broken, it is by no means comparable to ordinary tiger hunting.

When the time comes, if something happens, at least there is someone who seems to be able to hold on to it.

Your goal should have been achieved, right?

Liang Qu looked back at the west wing of the door, and by the way, he communicated with the fat catfish and other beasts in the spiritual link, so that they and the finless porpoise group would not go out to hang out, and come to live in the pond on weekdays, so as not to be killed as wild spirits.

Yang Dongxiong said that it didn't matter if he shook it six days ago, but Liang Qu firmly chose to stay at home, not go anywhere, and practice martial arts diligently.

Vow to learn the "Ear Recognition Method" before the big action comes, or point out the thunder step.

Five days later.

Quiet room.

Liang Qu's eyes drooped slightly, infinitely amplifying his sense of hearing and listening to the sounds around him.

But what he wants to hear is not a voice, but a state.

Across walls and courtyards, tiny insects and ants emerge from the ground, butterflies flutter their wings and whirl, and beavers cling to trees to nibble on.

Each voice is like a knowledge point, which is dismantled and refined, and jumps onto the paper.

Vitality, death, fatigue, decay.

Just a small courtyard gives him a lot of completely different feelings, and it feels very new.

The sense of hearing covered the west wing, and Liang Qu heard the sound of the pen rubbing the pages of the book, and before he could listen carefully, the entire west wing fell into a dead silence.

There was no sound at all.

A huge black hole suddenly appeared in the entire Sanjin courtyard, and all the light flowed into it.

Liang Qu tacitly covered his hearing to other places, but he no longer felt it just now, and it turned back to all kinds of friction sounds.

The mastery is not yet perfect.

Sometimes it doesn't work.

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