Jiang Ping played this song not by his divine sense, but by his mouth.

Soon after, everyone heard a melodious flute song, although there were some flaws in the twists and turns, but the good sound of this song has convinced everyone.

Jiang Ping looked at Qin Li, "Qin Li, I have accepted this jade flute, in the future, you can come to my Qingle Palace to ask for ten pills, the type of pills is limited to the primary level of the elixir and below, are you willing?"

"Ten times elixir, can it be a elixir?" Qin Li was stunned for a moment, she didn't know what the elixir was until now.

"Yes, ten times. But pills like Yi Jindan can only be obtained once. As long as I have all the materials here, you don't have to collect the spirit herb elixir, if I don't have it here, you need to find it. Moreover, if you come to my Qingle Palace for the first time, Jiang Ping will give you a small surprise. Jiang Ping said.

"Surprise?" Qin Li's eyes widened, his mind was clouded, but he didn't know what surprise Jiang Ping would give him.

"Well, Jiang's deal with you is decided. ”

"Wait!"

A person suddenly walked out from behind Qin Li, this person's face was a little pale, it seemed that it was due to excessive blood loss, but his eyes were burning and bright, and his cultivation was indeed not low, and it was actually in the late stage of foundation building, with an octagonal mustache, he stared at Jiang Pingdao.

"Senior Brother Jiang, my nephew is young, please explain what kind of surprise it is, otherwise it is only ten times to ask for Dan, how many spirit stones can it be worth, and this jade flute is worth 60,000, and it is only said by Senior Brother, what if it is worth more?"

"Uncle He!" Qin Li tugged at his sleeve behind the monk, but Uncle He was unmoved.

Everyone was shocked, daring to have a hard time with Jiang Ping at this time, it was really courageous.

Jiang Ping squinted at He Shibo, and then at Qin Li, "Are you willing?"

"Ignored!"

He Shibo and Jiang Ping generally had slightly chubby faces, the muscles on their faces trembled, and their mustaches trembled, so they almost slashed the long sword in their hands on Jiang Ping's head.

"Senior Brother Jiang, please also give my senior nephew an explanation, she is a little late-stage Qi refining cultivator, not even a budding cultivator, if you deceive him......

Jiang Ping looked at it coldly, and He Shibo suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast, and he was chilled.

"I don't know how many spirit stones are worth for the lives of the two of you? If you don't want to, please go out now. Jiang Ping smiled and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"You!"

He Shibo was speechless for a moment, the sixty demon beasts of the late stage of foundation building outside were eyeing each other, and they only had to die when they went out, and he couldn't estimate how much the monk's life was worth.

Jiang Ping smiled coldly and glanced at him disdainfully, "Besides, do you think the elixir that Jiang promised to Qin Li is of low value?"

"Hmph, you are also in the late stage of foundation building, do you know how many spirit stones Yi Jindan has per pill? Your master and nephew are dual yuan god initiates, do you know the value of a fake yuan pill?"

He Shibo was speechless for a moment, he wanted these two pills in his dreams, but the value of these two pills was too high, even if he sold him, the value of his magic weapon was not worth two spirit pills.

Jiang Ping didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of person, he then asked Qin Li, "Qin Li, are you willing to make a deal with Jiang?"

Qin Li nodded hurriedly, and her Uncle He didn't dare to stop it anymore.

The other monks were all rescued by Jiang Ping, and they didn't dare to speak.

Jiang Ping nodded secretly, he could have avoided mentioning the strength of this jade flute and directly ignored it, but Jiang Ping didn't bother to do it at all, and he would use this treasure to kill wolf beasts and black monster birds for a while, and when people saw the power of this treasure, they would definitely secretly talk about Jiang Ping taking the treasure by bullying the small.

Jiang Ping avoided trouble in the future, so he moved the mind of fair trade.

Jiang Ping spent half an hour refining this treasure, and then secretly controlled this treasure and Nameless.

At this time, the wolves and the black monster birds reached an agreement, and sixty demon beasts surrounded the colored light mask, and spit out a pillar of light from their mouths to attack the black jade bead, but the colored light mask formed by the black jade bead was like a copper cast iron, and it did not move.

An orange and green jade flute flew out, and Jiang Ping's divine sense urged.

A melodious tune sounded, and the monks watched nervously, whether they could be saved or not depended on whether the power of the jade flute was strong.

The wolf beasts were stunned for a moment, and then the black strange birds fluttered and fell from the sky, as if they had lost their souls, and even the white giant wolves were as if they were drunk, staring in confusion and unsteady limbs.

Jiang Ping no longer hesitated, and controlled the high-level magic weapon Nameless into a sharp weapon to collect demon beasts, and killed the ecstasy demon beasts one by one. Only the white giant wolf came to his senses and flew straight out, escaping.

In just thirty breaths, sixty foundation building demon beasts were slaughtered by Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping secretly praised in his heart, this jade flute is ten times stronger than the Yellow Fish Soul Suppression! But it consumes divine consciousness too much!

Yellow Fish calms the soul, Jiang Ping continues to play even if he blows for ten years, his divine sense will not be consumed, and the speed at which he replenishes is enough to make up for the consumption, but this jade flute only blows thirty breaths, and it actually consumes one percent of his divine sense!

At first glance, Yicheng's divine consciousness doesn't sound very much, but Jiang Ping's divine sense is so strong! It was only three hundred miles in the late stage of Jindan, and Jiang Ping's divine sense had already reached three hundred and sixty miles at this time! Those thirty breaths just now were enough to suck the divine consciousness of a late-stage foundation building monk dry!

Jiang Ping directly removed the black jade bead, collected the jade flute and nameless, and chased directly in the direction where the white giant wolf fled.

Although the white giant wolf was in the late stage of foundation building, Jiang Ping was too poor in terms of speed, and he was caught up by Jiang Ping before the tea moment, and it didn't take much effort to kill it directly, and put the wolf corpse into the storage bag.

Jiang Ping turned back, and the monks had almost cleaned the battlefield, but there were still some corpses of Zhuji demon beasts that had not been collected, but what was left was obviously much less than when he left just now, and it was obvious that someone had collected a lot of the corpses of wolves and monsters.

Jiang Ping frowned slightly, there were at least two hundred of these wolf corpses and strange birds in the foundation building period, although not every one of them would have a beast pill, but their bodies, hair, flesh and blood, etc., could sell a lot of spirit stones.

Although Jiang Ping did not lack spirit stones, after all, these demon beasts were killed by him, and they were actually taken away by others at this time, and no one would feel comfortable in their hearts.

"Uncle Jiang, we ......"

Qin Li's face turned red, obviously a little embarrassed, but there was no greed in her eyes, Jiang Ping glanced at the other monks and smiled coldly, "Qin Li, if I were you, I wouldn't be with them anymore!"

After speaking, Jiang Ping no longer looked at the corpse of the demon beast on the ground, and flew directly towards the next place.

"Uncle Jiang!" Qin Li shouted, only to find that Jiang Ping had disappeared.

Qin Li turned around and accused: "You guys are too much! These foundation-building demon beasts were all killed by Master Jiang, and you all took them for yourself, especially Master He Chong, you alone collected more than fifty wolf corpses!"

He Chong's face smiled faintly, and he didn't take Qin Li's accusation in his eyes at all, "Qin Li, don't you see, Jiang Danshi doesn't look down on the corpses of these demon beasts at all, and you are still so serious." As he spoke, he put the corpses of the wolves and strange birds into a storage bag.

Seeing this, the other monks hurriedly collected it together.

The corpse of the Zhuji Demon Beast is a huge amount of money for them, a corpse sells for one hundred and fifty spirit stones, and two hundred on the spot, which can sell for thirty thousand spirit stones!

Qin Li's face was so red that he couldn't speak.

After collecting the beast corpse, He Chong looked at the puffed Qin Li, "Qin Li, your little life was saved by your Uncle He, otherwise you would have been eaten by the wolf beast!"

Qin Li didn't say a word, took out a magic weapon, and the imperial weapon flew away.

He Chong's face changed a few times, and he didn't speak, but Hua Zheng said leisurely: "The direction in which Qin Li is going is Jiang Danshi's Qingle Palace, right? Senior Brother He, aren't you in a hurry?"

A smile appeared at the corner of He Chong's mouth, which was undeniable.

......

Jiang Ping flew in the air, took out the black jade bead, and entered the aura in his hand into it to replenish the aura consumed by the right talent.

As for the matter of the beast corpse, Jiang Ping didn't care about it at all. When he got the jade flute, it was enough to make him excited.

"Sixty thousand spirit stones are just what I said casually, if it is really sold in the Treasure Hall, it is estimated that it can be sold for two hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones! This kind of high-level magic weapon that directly hits the soul is not comparable to other high-level magic weapons at all, it seems that we have to compensate for the little girl Qin Li. Old man Qin also has a jade flute, which is the first level of the spiritual weapon, if I urge thirty breaths, I am afraid that I can directly consume fifty percent of my divine sense!"

In the depths of the sky, outside the formation, several long-robed monks stood in the void and talked eloquently.

If Jiang Ping's divine sense could reach here, he would find that there was one person here who turned out to be the absolute boss of the Qingshi Gate - Meng Baidaoren!