The topic is far away, and it is said that the sun sets, the broken intestines are in the Yellow Spring, and the sassy evening wind blows away the scorching heat in the daytime, and also blows away two fresh lives.

Ma Wang's treasure bag contained a lot of spirit stones and yellow and white things, but there were not many living materials, Qingyun had to take advantage of the dim that was about to fall, and rummaged in Qi Fei's treasure bag for a while, and finally found a water bladder the size of a basin, and washed his bloody hands several times.

But no matter how he wiped it, the sticky and warm feeling always lingered on his hands.

And it was the height of summer, and even in the evening, the temperature was still quite high, and the steaming heat always carried a hint of fishy smell, which made him want to gause.

This also made Qingyun feel quite nonsensical, because the two fresh dead corpses didn't make him feel scared or anything, but these hands that had already been washed always made him feel uneasy.

With the trembling of the aftermath, Qingyun used his strength to move the bodies of the two together, and found a lot of sun-dried grass blades and branches to pile on the bodies of the two.

He was afraid that the two of them would not die completely, so the firewood was piled up nearly half as tall as his body.

After lighting the flames, Qingyun gathered all the things in the two treasure bags together, first came to a simple summary, and as for the other selections, they will wait for later, time waits for no one.

Roughly speaking, these two dead ghost brothers are really not too rich.

The total of them was less than a hundred lower grade spirit stones, thinking that he and Yao Mengxun lived in the pavilion of Yaoguang City, the expenses of just one day were more than this amount, which showed how poor and sour these disciples who did not enter the sect of the sect had to be.

What Qingyun didn't know was that the masters or Taoist couples of the two of them were all famous seniors around Qingshui Town, and they were all high-level Yuanhua monks with great perseverance.

They can have so many spirit stones in their pockets, these are all their elders have been pulled out from between their teeth for many years, and if they are taken out and displayed now, a gluttonous feast of blood and flesh will immediately be set off in this Wuhua Mountain.

Not to mention the lower grade spirit stones of less than 100 yuan, if Wan Guliu takes it out now, he can't take out ten yuan, if the two of them know it, I don't know if they will be revived by Qingyun's poor sourness.

As for the middle-grade spirit stones and high-grade spirit stones, Qingyun never thought that it would be good for a little monk of their level to have a low-grade spirit stone, but as for the yellow and white things, there were a lot of them.

But now that he has stepped into the cultivation realm, the value of gold and silver is no longer big for Qingyun, not to mention that after having a Qilin Devour, he can breathe in the aura of heaven and earth anytime and anywhere, even if he can't break the valley, he can still hold on without eating for a day or two.

In terms of clothing, Ma Wang's height is not as tall as Qingyun, and his physique is much more burly than Qingyun, a bit of the posture of the iron pillar in Liangqi Village back then, he can't wear it, and Qi Fei's is even more nonsense, with a smell of fat powder, which is unpleasant.

Compared with the good smell on Yao Mengxun's body, it was simply the smell of grass and manure mixed in the livestock shed, which directly made Qingyun label the clothes of the two as funeral goods.

"It's not as good as the smell of the female devil's body, it seems that the gold and silver will have to be used to buy some clothes in addition to some dry food. ”

Qingyun pondered in his heart, and continued to count in his hands. But after a little bit, he found that there was actually nothing good to count, because the two of them didn't have much to use themselves.

In terms of pills, only Qi Fei has such a black and unknown pill.

Smelling its smell and looking at its aura, Qingyun roughly judged that this was an elixir that replenished spiritual power, and it was essentially not much different from the decoctions he had drunk before, but if he evaluated it from the effect, he only used two words:

"Garbage. ”

Although he doesn't know the Dan Dao, he has been a doctor for a long time, and he still has this eyesight.

Due to the long time and improper preservation, most of the aura contained in the elixir has dissipated, so it has become dark brown in appearance, but it is better than nothing, in comparison, Ma Wang does not even have a pill, which is even more pitiful than Qi Fei.

In the cultivation realm, the elixir can be said to be even rarer than the spirit stone, and there is a saying called "Once you understand the alchemy path, you will be free in three lives and three lifetimes", which is also the great value of the alchemist.

Just like what Ma Wang mentioned earlier, the "Naqi Pill" that can be taken by all spiritual induction realm monks, if Qingyun is familiar with the Dan Dao, then he will find that the black and shiny mud pill in his hand is the long-standing Naqi Pill.

And the cost of the spiritual materials required to refine a Naqi Pill is nearly a hundred spirit stones, and the premise is that you produce medicinal materials, whether you succeed or fail, you have to pay the Dan Master a fee, which shows the status and domineering of the Dan Master in the cultivation realm.

What made Qingyun feel happy was that in terms of treasures, in addition to Ma Wang's rotten and oily baguette, the cold iron hairpin knife left by Qi Fei knew that the quality was good just by looking at the cold blade, and after being washed by him, he wore it as a hairpin, and finally gained something.

In addition, Qingyun also found a jade plate with a simple shape in Qi Fei's treasure bag, which was engraved with the word Qingxu in Juanxiu, and at a glance, Qingyun immediately recognized that this jade plate must be the identity jade plate of Qingxutian's disciple.

Although the material and shape are very different from the jade plate that Yao Mengxun left to her core disciple of Jing Citian at that time, it is obviously the kind that shows her identity.

Although Qingyun didn't know why Qi Fei had the identity jade plate of Qingxutian's disciple, it was none of his business, so he simply put it away, maybe it would be useful in the future, and the worst thing he could do was as Xiao Qi said, when he was chased and killed, he changed his identity and took the name of Qingxutian to block the disaster.

In the end, in addition to the above, Qingyun only took some salt and the jade plate left by Qi Fei and a few cheats, he threw all the things in the treasure bag of the two into the fire, and used it all as money for the little ghost to buy the road, and accompanied the two dead ghost brothers on the road.

After a while, the disgusting smell of all kinds of debris mixed with burning flesh hit his face along the hot air, which made Qingyun feel nauseous again, but this time he forcibly suppressed it, and he also took a deep breath, stared at the raging fire tightly, and kept asking himself in his heart:

"If I end up like them one day, I wonder if there will be a kind person who collects my body and cremates me?"

It was only at this time that Qingyun's throbbing heart had a feeling of returning to peace, and at the same time, he slowly realized the reason for Ma Wang's suicide.

Qingyun guessed that the reason why he committed suicide was most likely because he thought that he had not only taken away his spiritual power, but even his vitality and longevity had been absorbed, presumably because he had cultivated the evil skill that both immortals and demons were completely blocked.

If it falls into the hands of such a fierce demon, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to die at that time, so I will simply kill him directly.

Qingyun had thought about Ma Wang when he entered the inner cycle for a short period of turtle breath, and he thought that he had missed the first time, and he would definitely not be wrong about his second time.

Although Ma Wang has a good mind, his own arrogance and great joy are from the bones, for this person, once he is convinced of something, even if you say it is wrong in front of him, he will break it for you.

Therefore, once this Ma Wang determines that Qingyun was seriously injured by him and died, then when he comes to collect the hairpin, it will be his best chance to sneak attack, and he will definitely succeed in one blow!

But it is such a scheming, decisive and ruthless person who will choose to commit suicide, and in the end, he seems to think that Qingyun will agree to his last wish.

This made Qingyun have an illusion that the two of them did not see through Ma Wang, but between Ma Wang.

Qingyun understands that if his guess is true, then this will undoubtedly be a fatal wound for him, but if he is allowed to disguise himself and become the same as Ma Wang, He Qi Fei, and those so-called immortals in the cultivation realm who are hypocritical and cunning, and will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, can he do it?

Yes, in fact, anyone can.

"I still lack strength, if I can have the strength of Xiao Qi, why do I have to use those tricks to save my life, and why do I have to deceive and disguise in order to survive!"

Before you know it, the sky has finally darkened completely, the bright stars are shining on the Milky Way, and the exuberant fire is extremely dazzling in the dark night.

Qingyun's current cultivation is limited, and he can't take the two of them to find a secluded place to bury, so he has to find firewood to cremate on the spot.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he decisively withdrew himself from all kinds of contradictory thoughts, packed his bags and prepared to leave this place immediately.

He originally wanted to send the treasure bag, Na Ma Wang's baguette and letters to the mountain gate of the Nomu Dao people first, and then find a sect to learn the art, but after Qi Fei's treasure bag found several exercises and secret techniques, Qingyun also dispelled this idea.

It's better to ask for others than for yourself, just these few exercises and cheats, he doesn't know how long he wants to cultivate, although Qingyun is confident that he is not stupid, but after all, there is no good teacher to guide him, and he himself has no bottom.

In a word, stay away from right and wrong!

With such thoughts, Qingyun no longer feels sad, in the final analysis, one of these two strangers was not killed by himself, the other killed himself, if it weren't for the almost immortal body with the Qilin bloodline, he would have been a corpse a long time ago.

What's more, maybe it's not as good as the two of them, and the fate of falling into a violent corpse wilderness and then being taken by a wild wolf is unknown.

And he has already become a great good person, not only collected the corpses of these two dead ghost brothers, but also left things for them to bury, which can be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

At the moment, Qingyun didn't care about anything else, and took advantage of the night to leave Xiao Luoyi's cave in a hurry, and he didn't look back, as for the treasure in this cave, Qingyun was a fart, and it was indeed a from Xiao Witch.

Anyway, this has already collapsed the two of them, and he doesn't want to be a third fart, let alone the ruthless Xiao Luo.