Chapter Ninety-Four: The Atmosphere of Siming Mountain

Wang Qing's eyes lit up, and he asked urgently:

"With this bone fragment, you can find a pool of life and creation?"

plus the one given by Sister Ming, he will have two, even if his hands are a little darker, he can also compare one or two, and choose a higher grade.

Mei Yingyue and Tan Yu both showed envious looks.

Mo Changchun saw Wang Qing's face surprised, and said slowly: "Well, this...... Of course not. ”

"Huh?"

Wang Qing was shocked, are you so arrogant?

Wen Dongjiao was relatively soft-hearted towards this light of the weaving workshop who contributed to the sect, and couldn't bear him being teased by Mo Changchun.

"This bone fragment can only point to the place where there is a spiritual object, because every spiritual object is protected by this kind of skeleton. ”

He pointed to the white bone beasts of the Pure Land.

"Some of these bone fragments, for some reason, came out and let us get them.

If you hold them, you'll follow your senses and find the treasure spot where their entire skeleton is located.

As for whether it is a treasure medicine, a magic weapon, or a living and creating pool, which grade of living and creating a chemical pool, it can only depend on your own chance. ”

Only then did Wang Qing understand, and after being silent for a while, he asked with difficulty:

"The Yuanxin Small Realm is so big, if the whole skeleton corresponding to this bone fragment is extremely far away, and even the ancestors have not been able to do it, then I can't find anything?"

Mo Changchun clapped his hands and said excitedly:

"You're really clever, that's it!"

You're shameless!

You must not be taught to look at my jokes.

Wang Qing was ruthless, showing a surprise and bright smile, and even looked at Mo Changchun with more admiration in his eyes.

"The fortune of the sect is at its peak, and there is more power like Mingzhang Ancestor and Wen Ancestor, it must not be long before it will be able to reopen the small realm of Yuanxin and incorporate it into the sect's heritage.

At that time, this bone piece given by Zongzheng may be a great opportunity, and the disciple will thank Zongzheng for his generous gift first. ”

The smiles were all in one piece, and it was very festive.

Wen Dongjiao looked at Wang Qing and then at Mo Changchun, "haha", very comfortable.

......

Wang Qing and the others didn't wait to break into the Yuan Xinshen.

The three of them were all in this Pure Land of White Bones, and they meditated and breathed for a few days to adjust their state to the best.

In the past few days, except for Wen Dongjiao, Wang Qing has not seen anyone else.

It has been a hundred and twenty years since Mingzhang Ancestor discovered the Yuanxin Small Realm.

Mo Changchun and the others are not yet 100 years old, and they only entered here after marrying Dan, which should be sixty or seventy years ago.

So in the decades before and after that, didn't the sect find a single lotus god body?

"Exploring the many experiences of the small world, although Wen Dongjiao said it casually, I am afraid that it is also a lesson that the ancestors of the sect exchanged their lives for. ”

Wang Qingmo held two bone fragments.

Quite a headache.

"You know, you should be waiting for Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Chen, but who would have thought that there would be such a place to gamble on luck in the small world. ”

The more Wang Qing thought about it, the more indignant he became.

"In this world, we really don't have a way to live for these supporting characters. ”

At present, the two bone fragments of Ming Lanhua and Mo Changchun, pointing to a place that is likely to be more reliable than his own finding.

After all, both of them are less than 100 years old, and they are both at the forefront of his protagonist list.

Especially Mo Changchun's one, he is obviously stronger than the Ming Orchid Flower, and he should have gotten a high-grade Shengsheng Creation Pond back then.

"God doesn't have long eyes, and he is no more insidious than me, so how can the chance be so good. ”

Wang Qing took the time to mutter, but still turned his thoughts back.

In addition to the two bone fragments, there are naturally Mei Yingyue and Tan Yu, two living people.

"Senior Sister Tan has obtained the Lotus Divine Body, so there must be some chances, otherwise there is no reason to place a Demon Lotus Domain to guard the door.

As for Senior Sister Mei, she quietly won the last place, and she is still a love brain, but is she the kind of female protagonist who is stupid and has stupid blessings?

Wang Qing thought about it hard, but there were indeed very few female legends he had seen.

But whether they are the protagonists or not, this time it's not easy to rub.

I can't meet a living and chemical pool, so Wang Qing made a shy face, picked himself up, and said to them: "Come on, come on, soak in the soup together, don't be polite." ”

It's too obscene!

He didn't mind, but he was afraid that the two would.

"Hey, yes, I can pick myself up first! Those two, I think they are very face-saving people, but this is not as good as me. ”

It's even more obscene!

Rao is Wang Qing is rubbing the road, and he already has some level, but he is still helpless in the face of the current tricky situation.

"Could it be that this time, I can really only rely on my own luck?"

This thought came to mind, and the appearance of a thin and small white lotus flower in the Demon Lotus Domain came to his mind, making him feel excited.

"No way!"

......

On the fourth day, Wang Qing and the others were in good condition, and each got a mustard seed ring from Wen Dong Prison, which contained two sets of cloaks of Yuan Xin Veil.

Moreover, a spell has been cast on this mustard seed ring, which can be pulled to this Pure Land of White Bones.

"Regardless of whether the opportunity is taken or not, before the first piece of Yuanxin Veil cloak is exhausted, we must follow the traction on the mustard seed ring and return as quickly as possible. ”

Wen Dongjiao's expression was very solemn.

"There are already several folds in front of you, and after the spirit of the Yuan Xin Yarn is exhausted, the spirit god cannot resist the infection of the gods, and it is finally consumed, leaving only an empty body!

Some of them I can wait to find back, and some of them have been so long that I can't even keep my flesh, and my flesh and bones are gone. ”

Wang Qing and the three of them all nodded very solemnly.

Sure enough, as he thought, the sect had paid a heavy price in this small world.

"Go!"

Wang Qing arched his hand, took a deep breath, and together with the other two, he stepped into that thick Yuan Xin Shen that even the Yuan Infant Monk couldn't detect.

saw the three of them gradually disappear.

Wen Dongjiao turned his head and said to Mo Changchun:

"I originally planned to put one more set in Wang Qing's mustard seed ring, after all, he has contributed a lot to the sect, but you said that you don't need to.

Your bone fragment, at least outside of a cloak, how can he get it?"

"I'm afraid there are still three or four sets of mustard seed rings in his house. ”

"Huh?"

Seeing this senior brother, Mo Changchun didn't know much about Wang Qing, and couldn't help sighing:

"This kid has a lot of thoughts, and he knows the role of Yuan Xinsha early on, so naturally it is impossible to put all his attention on what the sect needs.

When he was able to weave the Yuanxin yarn, he could weave a horse in half a month, but then until the foundation was built, he was much more skilled, but he never came up with a day.

In addition, he can get a lot of Yuanxin silk from the silkworm house, and the two phases are added, I estimate that he has at least two Yuanxin yarns in his hands, which are made into cloaks, and there are also three or four pieces.

If we give him one more, I'm afraid we will be laughed at by him for a while. ”

Wen Dongjiao blinked, made a move in an instant, knocked Mo Changchun with a brain crash, and said angrily:

"Back then, I was fooled by you and Senior Brother Yue, and now there is another Wang Qing, look at what you have made the sect's atmosphere look like. One by one, treacherous and cunning, with a hundred turns of mind, so that we, honest people, dare not even sleep soundly. ”

"Who told you to refine yourself into a muscle bump and squeeze your brain. ”

Mo Changchun said secretly in his heart.

Wang Qing, who had just walked out not far away, quietly glanced at the more than ten sets of cloaks stored in his mustard seed ring, and finally gave birth to a little sense of security.