Beiliang Mountain, floating peak.

Ten miles of begonias, flowers bloom into the sea, fragrant, colorful. In the center of the sea of flowers, there is a palace Weiyang, fragrant wood is the wall, and green jade is made of tiles.

In the Weiyang Palace, the fragrance is curling, the mirror light is paving the ground, and the water clouds are couching. There are eight people sitting on it, with distinct gods and different temperaments.

The person in the main seat is thirty years old, with clouds and temples and gorgeous clothes, a graceful bearing, red lips lightly, and a voice like a secluded pool, far-reaching and quiet.

"The disciples of all factions are gathered here, what are your plans for the next step?"

As soon as the word was spoken, the rest turned a deaf ear, and the young woman did not urge, calm and relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

In the middle of the night, a vicissitudes of life voice sounded, like a visitor from outside the sky, and said lightly: "Kill them all." But it was an old man, dressed in a gray robe, with crane hair and a childish face.

"Qu Zhenren is so murderous, too, how can a little beast tide withstand the Shangqing Jianfeng. A woman in her twenties, dressed in a plain robe and no powder, said quietly.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at her, and two dragon-like sword lights flashed away.

The woman was not annoyed, but smiled at the old man, straight like a spring pear blooming, Chu Chu was moving.

The sturdy man in a black robe said in a deep voice at this time: "Li thinks that he can't defend anymore, and he should take the initiative to attack." ”

The bewitching young man in a bloody suit on the left hand side of the man said sharply: "I think we should use Beiliang as a screen, set up a formation, and wipe it out." ”

The middle-aged man in a navy blue robe opposite the young man sneered and said, "I'm afraid that Du Zhenren's demon removal is fake, and blood refining is real, right?"

The young man chuckled when he heard this: "Oh, I don't know what Chu Zhenren thinks?"

The man twisted his three-inch short beard in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Chu can lead his disciples to set up a large array covering the sea and the sky, and then you will enter the battle together, and you can annihilate the enemy." ”

As soon as the words fell, an old man's voice sounded, and he saw a rickety old man in a yellow robe and said slowly: "How does Master Chu think that we will order the people to enter the battle? Feng thinks that it is better to go their own way. ”

After hearing this, the man sneered: "So Feng Zhenren wants to solve the danger of the beast tide with the power of one sect? ”

The old man didn't pay attention to it, turned to look at the white-clothed young man opposite, and asked out loud, "What is Master Wu's opinion?"

The white-clothed young man swept over the people present and said lightly: "It's not advisable to fight for each other, otherwise we wouldn't have to gather here; In this way, it seems that there is only one way: joint decision-making, unified scheduling, and dispatch, do you think so?"

After that, everyone was silent, thinking to themselves, only the old man in the gray robe was in the cloud couch, wandering outside the world.

After a few moments, the rest of them all bowed their heads in agreement.

Seeing this, the young woman on the throne said: "Since Wu Zhenren has this discussion, he must have already made a bamboo in his chest, and I will listen to it." ”

The young man in white smiled slightly, but did not speak, but a faint voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Yu Zhi thinks ......"

A small courtyard for five people.

The group also didn't use mana to relieve hangover, and their faces were like burning clouds, full of red light.

Just when he was drunk, Wang Qing shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Yuan, I heard Senior Sister Ling'er say that in order to get her out of danger, you led the beasts away alone, what happened?"

Yuan Qing said proudly with the strength of wine: "Naturally, I killed them all!"

Wang Qing listened, patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I know that your swordsmanship is superb, but there are so many fourth-level demon beasts chasing you, and there is no shame in running!"

Liu Han also echoed on the side: "Yes, junior brother, even if a monk in the Yudan stage faces so many fourth-level demon beasts, it will take a lot of effort, not to mention that you are only in the middle stage of foundation building." ”

Yuan Qing drank a bowl alone, and said leisurely: "Of course I can't beat a group, but if it's one-on-one, how many moves can ordinary foundation building period demon beasts survive under my sword?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and secretly thought that what they said was true, but Li Yang smiled and asked, "Senior brother still has a wonderful method to separate them one by one?" ”

The young man's expression was straight, and he immediately told him how he fled to Fenhe Village and how he slaughtered the demons in order to avenge his blood.

His words were indifferent, but everyone listened to them with the sword intent of rushing into the sky, and before they knew it, the wine had woken up.

After the story was told, the listeners were silent, and Zhu Linger looked straight at Yuan Qing, her eyes firm and tender.

After a while, Li Yang said slowly: "Senior brother is delicate and has a proper strategy, if you follow this method, it is indeed possible to kill it all." ”

After hearing this, Han Hongrui asked coldly, "Senior Brother Li, don't you believe what Yuan Qing said?"

Li Yang shook his head and said, "No, no, it's just ......" Halfway through his words, he looked at Yuan Qing, and stopped talking.

"I'll come on!" Seeing Li Yang's grinding and chirping, Wang Qing shouted impatiently: "It's not that I don't believe Brother Yuan, it's just that this matter is too appalling." The sword cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, supplemented by the formation, can kill dozens of demon beasts of the same level with a single sword, if there is no evidence, who can believe it?"

Yuan Qing smiled slightly, didn't speak, walked to the side and waved his sleeves. The white light flashed, and dozens of hideous demon heads suddenly appeared on the ground, piled up into a mountain, and the incisions were smooth and flat, all of which were killed with one hit.

Except for Zhu Ling'er, the rest were all stunned when they saw it.

Yuan Qing waved his hand to put it away, and said lightly: "There are still some that are in critical condition and have not been beheaded for a certificate." ”

Everyone immediately came back to their senses, and their gazes at Yuan Qing became different.

Wang Qing laughed, took a few steps forward and said loudly: "Brother, it's really yours, my old king is an eye-opener today!"

Then he put his arm around the boy and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what about the other materials?"

The young man didn't know why, and asked rhetorically, "What material?"

Wang Qing's eyes widened like copper bells, and he continued to ask in disbelief: "You won't just cut off the head of the beast and bring it back, right?"

Yuan Qing replied with a blank face: "Isn't it possible to exchange merit as long as there is a certificate, what else do you need?"

Wang Qing was suddenly stunned when he heard this, then beat his chest and feet, and howled and shouted: "Tyrannical things!"

The rest of the people were already planning to disperse after being amazed, but they couldn't help but be startled when they heard such a terrible shout.

Liu Han stepped forward, patted Wang Qing on the shoulder and asked, "Brother Wang, what happened?"

Wang Qing didn't answer, walked to the wine table with a look of regret, grabbed the wine jar and poured it down, and drank a jar in one go.

Seeing this, everyone was even more puzzled, and asked Yuan Qing what he said to make him behave like this.

Before he could reply, Wang Qing pointed at the young man bitterly and said, "Dozens of fourth-level demon beasts, fur, flesh and blood, minions, and tens of thousands of spirit stones, he actually abandoned them!

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they were dumbfounded, and after saying goodbye to each other, they dispersed.

Wang Qing beckoned Yuan to come over, took out a jar of wine again, and said with a straight face after filling each other: "Senior Brother Yuan, today I will give you a good lecture on the treasure materials of demon beasts and the way of refining. ”

For several hours, Wang Qing explained all the parts of various demon beasts that could be used for refining weapons and related refining methods, and finally took out a leather booklet from his arms and handed it to Yuan Qing, with the four big characters "refining experience" written on it.

Yuan Qing felt that it was too precious, and wanted to refuse, but Wang Qingyi waved his hand and said with unprecedented sincerity: "My old king doesn't have any good things, only the art of refining weapons can be regarded as a shot, so I will repay my junior brother for saving his life, and I hope that my junior brother will not dislike it, and I must not spread it." ”

Yuan Qing no longer shirked when he heard this, and solemnly put it away.

Wang Qing then introduced the general situation of the station to Yuan Qing, and the two drank like this until late at night.

Yuan Qing walked to the room that everyone had specially set aside for him, smiled knowingly, and did not practice, but lay on the bed for a long time, and fell asleep after a while.

This sleep is twelve hours, and when I wake up again, I only feel clear and comfortable. After turning around, seeing that everyone was meditating, the young man pondered for a moment, and then rose up and went straight to the cloud boat above his head.

It is said that it is a boat, in fact, it is like a small city in general, its upper platform is tired, the eaves are arched, the carved beams are painted, and it is exquisitely abnormal.

There are three main halls in the center of the city, the one in the center is called "Deliberation", and the left and right sides are respectively "exchanging treasures" and "appreciating materials". The young man did not hesitate and fell straight to the hall of appreciation.

"This senior brother, do you want to exchange merit?" A female cultivator with a thin figure and a delicate appearance saw the visitor, and quickly got up and said with a smile.

Yuan Qing nodded slightly and replied, "Exactly." As he spoke, he took out a black storage bag and handed it to the nun.

The nun took the storage bag, looked inside, and immediately stood still, and it took a long time for a stick of incense to come back to her senses, and her eyes when she looked up at the young man were also full of awe.

"Teacher, senior brother, did you kill all of these?" the female cultivator swallowed her saliva and asked hesitantly.

"What, what's the problem?" replied lightly.

"Ah, no, senior brother, please show your identity token, and I'll exchange merit for you!"

Yuan Qing took out the token according to his words, and the female cultivator took out a silver small order and swiped it on it, then bowed down and said: "Kill the demon forty, in exchange for four thousand two hundred points of merit, plus the remaining from before, a total of four thousand seven hundred points, senior brother points." ”

Yuan Qing's consciousness swept away, knowing that what he said was true, and he was about to leave with a slight arch of his hand, but he didn't expect the female cultivator to suddenly say something: "Senior brother stay!"

Yuan Qing paused, turned around and asked, "What else is the matter with junior sister?"

The nun first glanced around, saw that there was no one else, and then opened her lips slightly, and said: "Senior brother, don't blame, my name is Wei Shan, I just built a foundation, I lost a bet with someone, and I had to take the task of the beast tide. I tried my best to get a job as an errand boy.,But the term of office is about to expire.,After that, you have to go into battle to kill the demon.。 I have a storage ring, and I would like to give it to my senior brother, I just hope that my senior brother can take care of it in wartime, Wei Shan is grateful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small silver-gray ring appeared on his hand.

Yuan Qing wanted to refuse, but seeing his expression, he somehow remembered the child in Fenhe Village. sighed secretly, snapped out a little spiritual light from his fingers, and said lightly: "At that time, you can transmit the sound to me." After speaking, he didn't care about the ring, and went out without looking back, and walked towards the treasure exchange hall.

The nun was slightly stunned, and then overjoyed, hurriedly put away the spiritual light, silently remembered the breath, and at the same time, the blue light flashed in her hand, and she put away the ring.

An hour later, Yuan Qing came out of the treasure exchange hall, took the sword light, and returned to the small courtyard.

After looking at Ling'er and seeing that he was still in retreat, the young man shook his hand and released a transmission note, and then went back to the house to settle down.

It's been more than a month.

On this day, a gentle male voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Under the Xuanyuan Gate, come to the meeting hall quickly." ”