Mana works.

The middle-aged monk's eyes shone brightly.

There's nothing to hide.

Sure enough.

Three inches below the hunchbacked old man's belt, there was a half-broken spiritual treasure hidden.

The spirit treasure flickered with a faint clear light.

Extremely eye-catching.

"This old guy actually hid the fragments of the spirit treasure in that kind of place, no wonder others don't know. ”

The middle-aged monk's face turned pale.

At this moment, he didn't want the fragment of the spirit treasure in the crotch of the hunchbacked old man's pants.

The rat spirit is already sassy.

What's more, that thing has been kept in the crotch of the pants by the hunchbacked old man for many years.

You can imagine how heavy the taste is.

The middle-aged monk resisted the urge to dismantle the hunchbacked old man and looked away.

Originally, it was just an inadvertent move.

The middle-aged monk simply wanted to see if there were any murderous treasures around here.

But......

When his gaze swept over Ye Qing.

I can't stay calm anymore.

"Dao Ancestor again, what did I see?"

The middle-aged monk was struck by lightning.

Two strands of war.

Barely sat down on the ground.

The reason why the treasure hunting method can hunt for treasures is because he can see the treasure light emitted from the spirit treasure, so as to judge the location of the spirit treasure.

Ever since the awakening of the Treasure Hunting Method.

The middle-aged monk had encountered many spiritual treasures, many of which were innate spiritual treasures, but he had never met a monk like Ye Qing, who was shrouded in a rich treasure light.

It shines in various colors such as purple, black, blue, and gold.

All dazzling.

Among them, the most terrifying black treasure light penetrated the heavens and the earth.

The middle-aged monk's eyes were blazing.

I want to keep these spiritual treasures for myself.

But soon an indescribable fear grew in him.

Someone who can carry such a terrifying spirit treasure with him.

And how can they be mortals?

As soon as the middle-aged monk wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, Ye Qing's voice came from his ears.

"Have you seen enough?"

There was a hint of anger in his indifferent voice.

The voice fell.

Those all-encompassing treasures of light seemed to have consciousness.

The middle-aged monk was struck by lightning.

Let out a scream.

The treasure hunting method that shone with divine light disappeared in response.

Blood flowed down the stream.

The middle-aged monk's proud treasure hunting method was eaten by the spiritual treasure in Ye Qing's hand.

Completely blind!!

The middle-aged monk didn't care about wiping the blood on his face, threw himself on his knees, cried and shouted: "Xiao Xian has no intention of offending the majesty of the gods, and please forgive the gods for their sins, and be merciful to leave a way for the little fairy to live." ”

As soon as the words fell.

The middle-aged monk frantically kowtowed to Ye Qing.

Bang bang.

Blood soon stained the ground in front of him.

"This ......"

The hunchbacked old man was dazed by the sudden change.

What's going on?

Why did the middle-aged monk's eyeballs suddenly explode?

Still kowtowing crazily there.

Could it be that the god he said was Ye Qing on the other side of the mountain?

The hunchbacked old man snorted his teeth.

It feels ridiculous.

Could it be that the guy he thinks has a problem with his brain is really a god with great powers?

Catch your breath.

Ye Qing flashed in front of the middle-aged monk and said in an indifferent tone: "As long as the two of them can forgive you, I will take your life." ”

The hunchbacked old man and his little grandson were stunned again!

Before they could react.

The middle-aged monk knelt in front of the hunchbacked old man and kowtowed, and said with tears in his eyes: "Senior, I used to be ignorant and did a lot of wrong things, please don't worry about me, you just treat me as a dog, can you spare my cheap life?"

The enemy, who had almost driven himself to a dead end just now, knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy in the blink of an eye.

The hunchbacked old man felt like he was stepping on cotton.

The whole body is comfortable and fluttering.

Even a chrysanthemum-like smile appeared on his face.

The middle-aged monk thought that the hunchbacked old man had been moved by his confession, and was smug when the sound of the hunchbacked old man gritting his teeth suddenly came from his ears.

"Old Huangpizi, you killed me so many of my grandsons, do you think that if you say two good words and kneel on the ground and kowtow a few times, I will let you go?"

"Why do you dream about spring and autumn!!"

"Today, I will use your life to pay tribute to my dead grandchildren. ”

The hunchbacked old man made a brazen move.

Swing the knife to cut off the head of the middle-aged monk and destroy his primordial spirit.

After doing this, the hunchbacked old man was relieved, knelt down in front of Ye Qing, and said in a sincere tone: "The old man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he has offended a lot before, so please don't worry about me." ”

"Those who don't know are not guilty, get up!"

The boundless cloud qi automatically converged, turned into a pale palm, and helped the hunchbacked old man up.

The hunchbacked old man asked cautiously: "I don't know where the God's dojo is, when there is a chance in the future, my grandson and I can repay you." ”

"The dojo of this seat is on Qingunsen Island. ”

"What??"

The hunchbacked old man almost suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

This is an immortal from Qingyun Immortal Island?

No wonder he can scare the yellow skin with his eyes alone.

The hunchbacked old man didn't know Ye Qing's true identity at this time, he thought that Ye Qing was an ordinary immortal who came out of Qingyun Immortal Island.

In the eyes of the hunchbacked old man, these people.

Even the ordinary immortals who came out of Qingyun Immortal Island were existences they needed to look up to.

Take two deep breaths.

The hunchbacked old man just wanted to mention whether he could let his grandson apprentice, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Ye Qing had returned to the ruins before.

"God, may I ask if you are looking for something when you stay here for 300 years?"

The hunchbacked old man was embarrassed to mention the matter of the apprentice directly.

Instead, change the subject first.

I'm going to get acquainted with Ye Qing first.

Ye Qing didn't look back and said, "There's nothing I'm looking for, I'm staying here to sort out this broken spiritual vein." ”

"What??"

The hunchbacked old man was shocked again.

Who doesn't know that Qianyuan Mountain has been beaten into ruins for tens of millions of miles.

The immortal mountain is broken, and the spiritual veins are exhausted.

Become a barren land.

The Taoist priest of Qingyun Immortal Island in front of him actually wanted to repair these spiritual veins?

What did he think?

Here the spiritual veins are criss-crossed.

Stretching for tens of millions of miles, it is simply difficult to repair successfully.

Ye Qing is fearless who doesn't know?

Or does he really have the perseverance and perseverance?

The hunchbacked old man sighed.

He originally wanted to mention the matter of letting his grandson apprentice again, but seeing Ye Qing carefully combing the spiritual veins there, the hunchbacked old man was embarrassed to speak.

Hesitate for a moment.

The hunchbacked old man didn't know what to think.

He actually began to bend down and follow Ye Qing's ass to comb the spiritual veins.

"The gods have helped us a lot just now, and now it is too much to ask him to accept apprentices, and the qualifications of Xiao Liuzi are not very good, so if you speak rashly, I am afraid that the gods will refuse. ”

"In that case, then I'll follow you behind your ass to comb the spiritual veins and let you accept my affection. ”

"After the spiritual veins are sorted out, if I mention the matter of accepting disciples, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the gods to refuse. ”

The hunchbacked old man is very shrewd in his small abacus.

For the future of his grandson.

actually followed Ye Qing's ass with patience and carefully combed the spiritual vein.

Spring goes and autumn comes.

In the blink of an eye, another three hundred years have passed.