The storage bag in his hand is earthy yellow, but it exudes a warm color, about the size of a palm, Gan Ping probed his divine sense into it, which was about three zhang square, far from the range of the black paint ring, but the origin of this storage bag is innocent, it can be hung in the waist generously, the most happy thing for Gan Ping is that there are several elders who have rewarded themselves with several spirit stones today, so that those spirit stones that were not seen in the original hand can be justified, thinking that in the future can justifiably exchange spirit stones, with the help of its rapid cultivation, Gan Ping's heart is bursting with joy。

Suddenly, Gan Ping found that there was a pale cyan Yunzhi Jian in the corner of the storage bag, and his heart moved, and the pale cyan jade appeared in his hand, probing his divine sense into it, and bursts of information came, which was actually the basic technique of refining the weapon, and the most basic method of controlling fire. Gan Ping withdrew his divine consciousness from the jade slip, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart, whether his Uncle Mo was careless or intentional, which is intriguing. With a faint smile, Gan Ping turned his hand and put it back in the bag, then put the dazzling pair of things into the bag, and turned his head to see Xuan Qin standing aside.

That Xuan Qin was looking at the storage bag in his hand in a daze, this Xuan Qing was about fifteen or sixteen years old, his round face was very likable, and he also had a small storage bag around his waist, but it looked like it was not as big as the one in his hand from the color and style. Looking at Xuan Qing's somewhat obsessive eyes, Gan Ping's heart moved, took out a jade bottle from his arms, opened the lid, and a faint fragrance brought Xuan Qin back to his senses in a daze, staring at the jade bottle in his hand.

Looking at his coveted appearance, Gan Ping smiled slightly, the jade bottle in his hand contained three immortal zhi pills, which were refined by picking thousand-year-old crane saliva and six-leaf purple mushroom plus several kinds of elixirs, which had been separated from the category of the lowest level of elixir, and belonged to a kind of low-level elixir, ranking eighth grade, and it was indeed the most suitable elixir for Xuanqing, who cultivated wood spiritual qi in front of him. This is exactly what Master Wuyunzi handed over to him a few days ago to familiarize himself with the medicinal properties, how can the elixir refined by everyone in the alchemy of Wuyunzi be comparable to those big road goods distributed every month in the sect, and the Xianzhi Pill in front of him is at least three layers stronger than the medicinal effect distributed every month.

Although Wuyanzi did not let Gan Ping take the elixir to improve his cultivation, but Gan Ping also came into contact with a lot of elixirs every day, and these low-level elixirs were thrown to him to familiarize himself with the medicinal properties before refining a furnace of Wuyanzi, so there were more than a dozen of these low-grade elixirs on Gan Ping's body, and he took out one now. Although this Xuan Qin is a child, but looking at the attitude of the angerless real person towards him, it must be extraordinary, at least the cultivation of the high-level Qi refining at this age is enough to be called a genius, so Gan Ping will take out this elixir to make a good fate

Stretching out his hand to hand the jade bottle to Xuan Qing, Gan Ping smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xuanqing, right? That Xuan Qin obviously hadn't gone through such a battle, he couldn't help but be a little flustered, and he didn't accept the jade bottle at a loss, and hurriedly replied: "Oh, Senior Brother Xuanyan, congratulations, this, what is this going to do?" Looking at the faint fragrance of the jade bottle Xuanqing lost his mind for a while, he could only receive the lowest rank nine-grade spirit pill every month, and when he saw this Xianzhi Pill, his heart and soul had long been taken away by the medicinal incense, and now he just barely restrained himself from reaching out.

Gan Ping couldn't help but put the cork on the bottle and stuffed the jade bottle into Xuan Qin's hand, "This is a spiritual elixir given by the family teacher who is familiar with the medicinal effect, but his old man didn't let me take it, saying that my realm cultivation is too low, and today I saw that my brother's realm is just right, so I took it out and borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, senior brother don't want to excuse myself, it's a waste to put it here for me." After several excuses to no avail, Xuan Qin put the jade bottle into his arms, how could this Taoist boy who had never seen the world resist such temptation.

Since they received such a valuable gift, the relationship between the two naturally became closer, Gan Ping pulled Xuan Qin to sit aside and said: "Senior Brother Xuan Qin, don't be polite, the family teacher alchemy every day, often give me a few pills to test the medicinal properties, it is a waste to put it in my hands, since the senior brother can use it, it is the best." Although Xuan Qin is honest and simple, he is not a stupid person, and he also knows that this Gan Ping is deliberately befriending himself, and he has not shirked too much, but his good impression of this freshly baked junior brother has doubled, no wonder he is so, Gan Ping is respected by all the elders in the door, and he treats people modestly, without any shelf, and he is so good at being a man, and being a person makes people feel good.

The two teenagers sat in a corner of the apse and chatted, with the intention of seeing each other and hating each other, but the front hall had already been tense, and there was a great sense of blood splashing on the spot. Dao Dao Sen's cold sword intent was filled in the hall, and the tips of Mo Yifeng's sideburns and hair rose slightly, as if he had returned to the old boyhood when the freshly clothed and angry horses dominated the world, and it seemed that the battle had aroused his long-depressed pride, and now he was like a dusty sword that had just been polished, revealing a dazzling brilliance.

There was a slight mockery in the eyes of the angry real person, and he glared at the three people below who looked dissatisfied, "Three junior brothers, are there any other grievances?" The words were cold and murderous. The others were silent, some were wise to protect themselves, and more because they disdained these people who sold their sects for glory. The face of the man with a scorched yellow face changed slightly, the fingers in his sleeve were slightly pinched, and a faint sword light flew out from the bottom of his sleeve, which was inconspicuous in the dim hall, and flew towards the outside of the hall. Before the others could react, with a wave of his sleeves, a circle of blue light rose around the hall, it was the Lihua Tiankan Ice Flame, the sword light hit the light curtain, and it was instantly frozen into a ball, although the Lihua Tiankan Ice Flame was a flame, but it was extremely cold, and even such an invisible thing could be frozen instantly.

This time it seemed to have become a fuse, Mo Yifeng's sword qi that had originally climbed to the extreme suddenly burst out, and the other two secretly scolded this yellow-faced man in their hearts for not knowing what to do, but in desperation, they had no choice but to resist the monstrous sword qi with him. In an instant, Mo Yifeng relied on the power of one person to suppress the three masters of the Yuanying realm.