Jiang Ding hid his figure, dodged various formations, and flew all the way to the elixir garden at a low altitude.

After traveling more than 1,000 kilometers, I really began to see sporadic Jindan monks appearing.

Two groups of three or four Jindan monks envoy magic weapons, casting spells against each other, the great seal and the sword fiercely fighting, the vines entangled, the water dragon roared, stirring the surrounding heaven and earth aura turbulent.

From time to time, someone's head was shattered, and the corpse and his natal magic weapon fell to the ground.

"Serendipity for ......"

Jiang Ding glanced at the center of the battle between the two groups of people.

It was a small grass with silver light flashing and the size of a palm, which was originally in a closed state, but now the stalks, branches and leaves slowly unfolded, revealing a metal fruit like silver and iron pouring, shining brightly, and wisps of pure spiritual energy overflowed outward.

Silver-blooded Heavenly Spirit Fruit.

Jiang Ding searched slightly in Zhihai and quickly recognized what it was.

A semi-metallic plant life, the fruit of which can be used for refining weapons, alchemy, arranging metallic formations, etc.

The most famous role is to refine the third-order high-grade Breaking Pill, which is its main material, which can help the mid-stage Jindan monks break through to the late-stage realm.

This is what this group of Jindan junior and middle middle school monks did to fight.

"Two mid-stage Jindan monks just died......

Jiang Ding was speechless.

Just for the sake of the main medicine of the third-order high-grade Breaking Rank Pill, which is not a complete pill, there are so many Jindan monks who sacrifice their lives and forget to die, and do not hesitate to pay for their lives.

The poverty of the Northern Plains scattered cultivation and the ruthless and courageous style can be seen.

Show your figure.

A sword intent that broke the spirit and destroyed the law swept away.

Hideous and crazy, the bodies of the seven Jindan monks who had killed the red-eyed ones stiffened, revealing a trace of horror, only to feel that the mana and divine soul in their bodies instantly froze a lot, and it was difficult to mobilize.

A young man with an ordinary face suddenly appeared in front of them, but he didn't look at them, he came to the Silver Blood Heavenly Spirit Fruit, remembered for a moment, took out a silver knife, picked it little by little, and took off the fruit, but it didn't damage the spirit plant at all.

The people around him hesitated, and they didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

After Jiang Ding took the fruit, he sprinkled a handful of powdered spirit stones, and used the spiritual rain technique in the direction of the third-order golden line to replenish the vitality of the spirit plant.

"Who are you......

A mid-stage Jindan monk made up his mind, shouted loudly, and the cold killing intent permeated the air, and gestured with his eyes to several opponents who were still fighting in life and death before.

On the grassland, this kind of thing is commonplace.

The fight continues, life and death are against each other, but when a new predator arrives, they can quickly unite and drive them out first.

Every Jindan monk has experienced this kind of scene countless times on his way.

He trusts his opponent to understand and respond.

Among the three people opposite, the highest cultivation was a bearded man.

This person's strength is high, the mid-stage realm of Jindan, the magic weapon of the fire knife is extremely sharp, and one by one they joined forces to kill them one by one, and he did respond.

"Meet,"

Without hesitation, he knelt on one knee, the fiery red sword in front of him, his head bowed deeply.

"Meet, Lord Tushan!"

"Let's kill first-"

The mid-stage Jindan monk who was the first to speak out took a sip of heavy hammer magic weapon, shouted loudly, and was about to say something, when his hand shook, the words were stuck in his throat, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at the bearded man in front of him in disbelief.

He remembered that this person had a nickname, known as the Crazy Knife Marquis, from the famous fire thief on the grassland, who had always been ruthless, greedy and murderous, and was famous for asking for money and not dying, and Jin Dan dared to join forces with people in the later period.

How can you be so spineless?

This is someone else's secret hand illusion, dizzy?

"Meet Tu Shan!"

"Meet ......"

It wasn't just the Jindan mid-stage monk Crazy Dao Hou who was alone, after he let go of the magic weapon and knelt on one knee, three more people also made almost surrendering movements.

There was even one person who came from behind Brother Jindan, who was the first to speak out, and that was his subordinate.

"What are you doing here......

The mid-stage Jindan monk who used the sledgehammer magic weapon trembled, as if he realized something, grabbed the heavy hammer magic weapon that was about to fly out, threw his knees to the ground, and quickly bowed to worship.

"Meet Tu Shan!"

The Sledgehammer Monk didn't know what this Tu Shan was, but it didn't prevent him from making such a move together, and showed a very flattering expression.

Under the influence of a few people, the rest of the Jindan monks were all like this, and there was no one standing.

“…… Not bad. ”

Jiang Ding's hand let go of the hilt of the sword, and his eyes looked at the faces of several Jindan monks: "A few fellow Daoists, have we cooperated before?" It's good that you don't have to reacquaint yourself again. ”

"The great grace of the Lord's Scripture Pavilion is humble, and I dare not forget it."

The Crazy Knife Marquis said respectfully, not at all asking for money and dying, as rumored by the outside world, crazy and bloodthirsty.

"Adults are heavenly and human, how dare you forget ......"

The other three Jindan monks also spoke, apparently during their previous trip to the Scripture Pavilion.

The monk behind the Sledgehammer Magic Weapon Monk who was the first to besiege Jiang Ding showed a hint of panic, his mind moved quickly, and he quickly explained something to his boss.

Obviously, out of the consideration of the secrecy of the exercises, he did not tell the other party what happened.

"A few fellow Daoists, I have a deal now, and I want to discuss it with you."

"Well, it's just a small business, and it's nothing if it doesn't succeed."

Jiang Ding didn't care about these small actions, and he wouldn't interfere with how others handled their spoils, and said with a smile: "First, in the Fallen Void Sect, there must be no more Jindan monks fighting, and those who violate it will die." ”

The surrounding Jindan monks' bodies trembled.

"Second, in the elixir garden, all the elixirs, no matter what grade or type, I have thirty percent."

"The rest of the part will be distributed to the monks who obey my orders in the form of meritorious service, and the general principle is ten parts of the peak monks of Jindan, six parts of the late Jindan monks, three parts of the middle Jindan monks, and one part of the early monks of Jindan, and then increase by merit."

"A few fellow Daoists, what do you think of my little deal?"

"I am willing to serve my lord!"

Crazy Knife Hou said without hesitation.

On the grassland, the strong are respected.

The person in front of him is far stronger than him, and he has rules for doing things, and he is willing to share benefits with his subordinates, so naturally he says what he says.

If you encounter something you can't do in the future, you'll talk about it later, anyway, your legs are on you.

"I am willing to serve my lord!"

The other six Jindan monks were equally respectful, without the slightest hesitation.

"Very good."

"It seems that people are very interested in my small business."

Jiang Ding nodded, the sword intent shrouded down, and marked them on the seven people's souls respectively, so that they could be tracked down and restrict their behavior, and took out some natural treasures such as ores and silk leaves, and casually refined a few low-grade magic weapons and threw them to a few people.

"Inferior magic weapon, one-eyed silkworm."

Seeing the unknown appearance of several people, Jiang Ding explained: "A kind of gadget, you must wear this thing at all times, and you are not allowed to cast any masking spells, I will watch what you do the whole time as a criterion for meritorious rewards." ”

"If it's broken, I'll treat it as hostile."

"I know it's a bit excessive, the monks have their own privacy, so I'm sorry to ......"

Jiang Ding said embarrassedly.

"You don't deliberately cover up the destruction, do you?"

"No, it won't! No! ”

Crazy Dao Hou and the others shook their heads frantically and said in a continuous voice.

(End of chapter)