Langya County Government.

A quiet courtyard.

Before he reached the door, Zhang Jing's footsteps slowly stopped.

This quiet place is faintly bustling at the moment.

In sight.

From time to time, monks walked into the courtyard with a smile.

But when they came out again, there was a hint of nervousness on their faces.

Could it be that something happened?

Zhang Jing took a step forward and walked towards the small courtyard.

It's the same as the last time I came.

As soon as he approached, he saw the gate of the small courtyard open automatically.

"Senior Brother Zhang is here, please come in." Senior Brother Li's peculiar immature voice sounded softly in his ears.

Zhang Jing stepped over the courtyard gate generously and walked directly to the middle of the courtyard.

With just one glance, he was keenly aware of the chaotic aura on Senior Brother Li's body, and his face was a little pale.

"I heard that the senior brother has returned from the demon battlefield, and the senior brother has come to pay a visit."

Zhang Jing said earnestly.

I couldn't help but feel a little surprised in my heart.

There are demons on the battlefield who can hurt Senior Brother Li to this extent?

You must know that the other party is not an ordinary tenth layer of qi refining.

Senior Brother Li, as the deputy captain of the Luodu team, is almost a figure at the top of the disciples in the outer court, and there is no shortage of cultivation resources, and he is a first-class inheritance spell and even magic weapon.

Even if it is a demon of the tenth level of qi refining, he shouldn't be too much of a threat to him.

Not to mention hurting it to such an extent.

Could it be ...... A demon above the Qi Refining Realm?

Opposite side.

"Thank you for your concern, the appearance of the foolish brother makes the junior brother smile."

Noticing Zhang Jing's slightly changing eyes, Senior Brother Li said with a relaxed expression.

He looked surprised by the comer's reaction.

"Senior brother, could it be that there are demons above the Qi Refining Realm on the Demon Battlefield now?"

Hear the words.

Senior Brother Li's face was straight.

He didn't answer this question directly, but turned his head and looked at Zhang Jing with a serious gaze:

"Senior brother, you came just in time, and I just wanted to send someone to look for you."

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, but what do you command?"

Zhang Jing unconsciously looked at the other party.

"It's time to close the net," Senior Brother Li suddenly looked up at the sky, and his voice was very soft, "Your inner courtyard will come soon, and then Langya will turn into a battlefield for the Foundation Building Realm and even the Jindan Divine Realm, and this place is no longer suitable for you to stay in." ”

"If the junior brother is fine, it is better to leave Langya as soon as possible and return to the Taoist Academy."

The voice fell.

Zhang Jing's heart suddenly swelled with turbulent waves.

Before he came, he guessed that the demon rebellion in Langya County might be over soon.

I just didn't expect it to be this way!

Immediately after, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

The elixir in that medicine garden has not yet been collected.

It's about being able to quickly redeem a high-grade inheritance!

Take a deep breath.

I saw Zhang Jing looking at Senior Brother Li, and asked in a calm tone, "Dare to ask Senior Brother, how much time is there until the arrival of the senior brothers in the inner courtyard?" ”

"It's as short as ten days, as long as half a month." Senior Brother Li's tone was full of affirmation.

Whew-

Hearing this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his heart settled down a little.

There was plenty of time left for him.

Calm down.

"By the way, senior brother, you just came back from the demon battlefield, do you have the demon pill in the late stage of qi refining in your hand? The junior brother can exchange the spiritual liquid for it. ”

Zhang Jingpo asked a little embarrassed.

They were all seriously injured.

Now that he asks about this, he doesn't feel good.

It's just that I don't ask and I don't want to.

"Spiritual liquid? Do you still have this kind of thing in your hands? ”

Senior Brother Li raised his eyebrows, and immediately looked at Zhang Jing, and a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

But he didn't ask much, just slightly silent, as if organizing the language.

A few breaths later.

"Demon Pill's words, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my junior brother."

Senior Brother Li had a touch of helplessness on his face, and explained: "The demon pill in the late stage of qi refining is hard to find, and Senior Brother really doesn't have it in his hands now. If you need it...... Let me help you pay attention. ”

"Or wait until you get back to the Daoist Academy, and see if there is anything in the team's resource library."

"Thank you, brother."

Zhang Jing pressed the disappointment in his heart and said gratefully.

Subsequently.

He looked at Senior Brother Li again and tried to ask:

"Senior brother, I heard Senior Brother Yan say before, you have some extremely high-quality medium-grade magic weapons here, Senior Brother wants to buy some, I don't know if it's possible?"

"Haha, that's a trifle."

Senior Brother Li smiled heartily, and then waved one hand.

In the next moment, I saw more than a dozen pieces of various magic weapons suddenly appearing, floating in front of Zhang Jing.

As soon as the magic weapon appeared, it spontaneously pulled the thin aura that was wandering in the small courtyard, exuding bursts of strong spiritual power fluctuations.

"These are all medium-grade magic weapons that Senior Brother collects on weekdays, and each of them is a rare and superior product."

"Senior brother, you want a medium-grade magic weapon, I have found the right person when you come to find senior brother."

Senior Brother Li's face was full of confidence, and then he began to introduce Zhang Jing one by one.

"This magic weapon is called the Qinglong umbrella, and the wooden magic weapon is based on ......"

"This is the seal of the mountain......"

......

Little by little, time passed.

After some repeated entanglement screening.

Zhang Jing finally chose four medium-grade magic vessels: the Qingguang Banner, the Heavy Mountain Seal, the Xuanjin Heavy Gong and the Nine Flame Bottle.

Plus the previous Stygian Water Jiao Soul Clock.

All he gave to the Five Treasure Spirit River were attack magic weapons.

Zhang Jing's idea was simple.

At present, the number of magic weapons contained in the Wubaoling River is relatively small, and instead of thinking about defense, it is better to concentrate all the power on the tip of the sword.

After all, his current target was the white deer who was breaking through the late stage of Qi training.

To be lethal in one hit, the attack must be strong!

Besides, there are five magic spirit rivers in the defensive body.

The twenty-four ice light spells with the characteristics of [Heavy Light], under the superposition of power, are as strong as King Kong, enough to protect their own safety.

......

After his heart twitched, he transferred the two hundred and thirty exercises to Senior Brother Li.

Zhang Jing directly put away the magic weapon.

Originally, he was still thinking about Senior Brother Yan's instructions, and planned to find Senior Brother Li to determine the quota of his medium-grade spirit paper.

But now it seems that these things will be talked about after returning to the Taoist Academy.

After everything has been thought out.

Zhang Jing said goodbye to Senior Brother Li:

"Senior brother, that junior brother will go first."

"Senior Brother Zhang Jing, remember to leave Langya as soon as possible." Senior Brother Li instructed.

"Senior brother can save it, please rest assured."

Situ.

Looking at Zhang Jing's gradually disappearing back, Senior Brother Li couldn't help but mutter, "The fourth layer of qi refining, it seems that it is not far from the fifth layer of qi refining...... Plague God, tsk! ”

An extra communicator suddenly appeared in his hand.

......

Half an hour later.

Fu Zheng shop on the second floor.

Zhang Jing sat cross-legged on the bed, his face solemn.

Whoop –

Wisps of water echoed through the room, and the sound grew louder and louder.

With this voice.

A virtual shadow of a large river between virtual and real slowly emerged, surrounding Zhang Jing.

It's time!

He held his breath.

One hand wiped over the identity pendant.

A small black bell the size of a palm suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Jing held up the small black bell and slowly sent it into the Wubaoling River.