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Looking at Sanfang Mountain, this person forcibly suppressed the idea of finding out, otherwise if he was misunderstood by this senior and waved his life directly, wouldn't he be wronged.

Qingmei's face was pale, her lips were not bloody, she was lucky to be helped by the power of forbidden protection near Chamengju, so she didn't pass out, but she was also shocked, and her eyes were full of awe at this moment.

There is a mysterious strong man in Sanfang Mountain!

Nine Heavenly Thunders, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, are clearly sensitive, and the power is so strong, it is suspected that the monks will not fall into the advanced Merge Venerable Realm!

What secrets does the seemingly ordinary Sanfang Mountain hide?

The mysterious predecessors have crossed the catastrophe and left, leaving the cave mansion in the Sanfang Mountain, and those who have won it can inherit the Taoist system of their predecessors and achieve the Great Dao!

One after another, the gossip spread from Qili City, sweeping wildly at an explosive speed, attracting countless monks to come to explore or look for opportunities, but it made the small Qili City completely lively.

In the humble courtyard, Qingmei frowned pitifully, in order to treat her injuries, she ruthlessly bought a low-grade healing pill, but the price made her want to strangle the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, which was more than double the price before. It is said that it is because there are too many injured monks in the city, the pill is priceless, and the price continues to rise, and it is precisely because of this that Qingmei gritted his teeth and bought it.

But in this way, an extremely realistic situation is in front of her, she has no spirit stones, and there is still a backlog of some spirit scatter in her hand, and her green eyebrows want to cry without tears.

"Damn, it's not good where to go for the robbery, but you want to go to our poor country to play prestige, and Miss Ben has lost a lot of money. ”

"Let's go now, go to Sanfang Mountain!"

Qingmei cursed viciously in a low voice, then cleaned up a little and pushed the door away.

The door of the house is empty, anyway, it is already a family with four walls, but I am not afraid of the visit of the gentleman on the beam.

However, Qingmei didn't go for the chance of the miracle, she just wanted to dig up some low-level spiritual grass to sell, so as to tide over the difficulties.

Everyone in Sanfang Mountain knows that there are no spiritual veins and spiritual objects, but it is an ordinary mountain forest, but Qingmei occasionally finds a medicine garden in a small valley somewhere in this mountain, and what grows in it is not a precious spiritual grass, but some low-level Wuyun flowers, golden-necked grass, and the like. But this has already made Qingmei's heart jump. Over the years, she has encountered many difficulties, but she has survived with the help of this small medicine garden.

Out of the city gate, the little girl set up a retreat and went straight to Sanfang Mountain.

Qingmei's speed is not fast, so as to avoid excessive loss of mana in the body, so as not to be unable to deal with it with all his strength when encountering a crisis. Of course, in the final analysis, she wants to save some spirit stones, and she can recover naturally very quickly by relying on pills, but they are all white spirit stones, and she feels distressed with them.

Walking slowly on the road, Qingmei was low-key enough, and there was no eye-catching place. From time to time, there are monks flying over the sky overhead, looking at the retreat, that majesty, I am afraid that it is at least the predecessor of the Jindan level.

"Isn't it just a catastrophe, I actually attracted so many people, I hope that no one will find out about my treasure medicine garden, otherwise even if it is a former monk in the merger period, I will have to fight with him!" Qingmei secretly waved his fist viciously.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Because of the gathering of monks, the meeting of enemies or disputes, the entire Sanfang Mountain was in chaos, and from time to time there were fluctuations in the monks' fighting methods, which made Qingmei's heart tremble. If it weren't for the fact that she was poor and had no choice, she would never have chosen to come to Sanfang Mountain at this time, and she might have died if she wasn't careful.

After carefully probing the surroundings, Qingmei circled a few times to make sure that no one was following, and then he slipped away and went straight to the hidden valley.

The valley has laid out the simplest spider silk array, a spirit stone is enough to operate for more than ten years, there is no defensive effect, mortal beasts can easily pass by, but such a cheap vigilance array, it is naturally the best choice for Qingmei.

Seeing that the spider silk array was working normally, the little girl couldn't help but smile, it seemed that the place had not been discovered.

"Hurry up and dig up some spirit grass and leave immediately, this place is not a good place now, if you are not careful, your life will be gone." After babbling a few words, Qingmei carefully suspended the spider silk array, and then walked over, otherwise it would be necessary to repair the formation once and waste a lot of spiritual power.

A spirit stone is also money, so you have to save it.

Walking into the valley, the smile on Qingmei's face converged inch by inch, and finally became completely gloomy, and her beautiful eyes were full of murder.

Her medicine garden...

"Damn! Which bastard, the old lady's medicine garden has become what it is now, don't be caught by me, or you must be xxoo first and then ooxx, damn it, ahh

Qingmei completely went berserk.

The ground in the valley was scorched black, and all the spirit grass had been reduced to ashes. And the most painful thing for Qingmei is that a small amount of spiritual veins in this valley that gather spiritual energy have also been forcibly dispersed, which is an act that cuts off people's lives, and it is difficult for her not to be angry.

"My five cloud flowers, my golden-necked grass, my pigtail orchid... My spirit stone!" Qingmei wanted to cry without tears.

Well?

No, there's a man lying in the valley!

This discovery instantly made Qingmei refreshed.

Could it be that he ruined her medicine garden!

If it were an ordinary time, Qingmei would have retreated a long time ago, after all, the monk who could cause the current situation was definitely not an existence that she could provoke. But now the little girl's mind is full of anger, where can she take care of a lot!

Ruined my sister's medicine garden, hehe, boy, come and take your life!

For the first time, Qingmei mobilized all his mana without hesitation, and the monk at the beginning of foundation building revealed, condensing a small wind blade in his hand. As a mutant wind attribute cultivator, this was already the strongest attack she could perform after compression.

You must give this kid some hardship!

Qingmei thought that a large number of spirit stones would be burned, and the murderous spirit in her heart was even stronger.

Approaching, the man on the ground remained motionless.

Uh, is it dead?

Qingmei was a little panicked in his heart, the wind blade in his hand dissipated, and he turned his head and walked out.

"Bad luck, it's actually a dead person, this girl will forgive you a lot this time, don't abuse the corpse. But after taking two steps, Qingmei stopped, his face showing a little struggle, and then he viciously gritted his silver teeth and trotted back.

"Boy, reflect that you are dead, if you have a spirit stone magic weapon on your body, you can't spend it or anything, you might as well give it to me. ”

"Besides, you also ruined my medicine garden, which knows that the spirit grass in it is at least worth it... In short, it's a lot of spirit stones, so you should pay me a lot. ”

"Well, that's it!"

With a lot of strength in his heart, Qingmei stretched out his little hand and touched the dead corpse with a slight tremble.

Once, twice, three times...

The face of the green eyebrows is completely dark, this poor ghost... I don't even have a spirit stone on my body, let alone a magic treasure...

Moreover, although the person on the ground was blackened all over, as if he had been roasted by the flames, he had not yet died, and when she was groping, she noticed an extremely faint trace of breath, and her heart was beating slowly.

"Poor ghost, waste this girl's time!" Qingmei pretended to clap her hands easily, and walked out without hesitation, and soon disappeared without a trace when she left the valley.

A moment later.

"Okay! Miss Ben has never suffered such a big loss, you poor ghost had better get me some spirit stones as compensation after you come back to life, otherwise Miss Ben won't mind making you the way you are now!"

"It's all the fault of being soft-hearted, why can't Miss Ben be ruthless and do evil!"

Qingmei took out a simple stretcher with a long sigh, moved the black charcoal-like figure up, cast a spell to capture it, and slowly walked towards Qili City.

However, before leaving the valley, Qingmei did not forget to dig out the spirit stone that had lost half of its spiritual power. Now that the valley has been destroyed, this spider silk array naturally has no meaning of existence, half a spirit stone is also money, and no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat.