A group of three people quietly entered the west of the town, but did not go deeper.

There are also a few Shiba Inu vigils in the town, but they are useless in the hands of the immortals, and the second child went in for a while, and then he was silent, and I don't know whether he was fed medicine or poisoned.

Then, Li Ji finally understood what an immortal desolate was, and what it meant to keep chickens and dogs.

Starting from the west of the town, anything with a trace of spiritual energy was put into the bag by the two of them, the lamp oil in the street lamp, the spiritual twist, the kowtow on the door knocker of the home, the cart made by the spiritual plant, and the spiritual food materials unique to various blessed lands, which were convenient for farmers to cultivate hoes and nails and dung forks engraved with simple magic circles, and dried clothes decorated with spiritual beads......

Immortals are picking, picking, maybe stealing, but they are never robbing, let alone breaking in, even if they are just ordinary people; they have followed this strange rule for thousands of years, a kind of nondescript theft also has a way; simply put, the door is the master's house, and the outside of the door is mine, this logic is really strange.

Around the waists of the two of them, there were dozens of bags wrapped around them, this thing was not as delicate and durable as the ring, but it was really cheap, and it was not a lot, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with one, and the other was taken out. As monks, the two of them have a vicious eye, their hands are like electricity, and their judgment of value is even more superb, and along the way, they are like locusts crossing the border, and the autumn wind and falling leaves......

This is a low-level casual cultivator, and their behavior is not so unbearable in Li Ji's eyes, but there is an inexplicable sadness and sadness.

In the Blue Sky World, most of the low-level cultivators, the embarrassment of life was beyond his imagination, and in the Great Gate Sect, he was far away from these low-level lives, but it was as if the spirit stone was beckoning......

If you want to say that these two are also foundation-building monks, it is not difficult to find a small country and a small city to worship, just like reinforcing the law, but they have to do this thing of scavenging waste, for wealth and resources, for longevity on the path, for freedom and casualness?

"What are you looking at blindly, don't shoot quickly, if you really wait to get out and be busy in vain, Lao Tzu won't even you at all. The second reminded in a low voice.

Li Ji was a little embarrassed, he also wanted to pretend, but he only had an expensive ring on his body, but he didn't have a bag for his chin, and if he wanted to take it out, he would immediately be exposed.

Fortunately, a sound helped him, and when the second child picked out the spirit beads on a door plaque, he accidentally made some movement, and someone in the house asked sleepily: "This old man, who is outside?"

The eighth master reacted sharply, hid on the lintel, and made a few cat meows, which calmed the suspicion of the owner's family.

"Be careful!" glared at the second child, and the two continued to sweep.

Li Ji followed behind the two, really embarrassed, originally wanted to come in and do something, but now he has become the bodyguard of the two, he is worried about the two immortals here, but it is not as chic as the party to loot.

But Li Ji's caution was still fruitful, and the faint aura fluctuations coming from an attic around the corner indicated that there was a monk here who was adjusting his qi, and he found a few sneaky guys on the street, maybe he felt fearless in his own sect, maybe the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, this Qixia disciple jumped down from the attic with a loud shout.

It didn't take much for the two senior foundation builders to clean up this little Kaiguang Realm cultivator, and soon this brave Qixia disciple was sealed in the dantian and lost consciousness;

When Li Ji jumped down from the attic, holding two severed letter talismans in his hands, the two old fritters found out that they had fallen into the evil role of this Qixia Xiaoxiu, and he jumped out to block the enemy under the guise of it, but the real purpose was to send a message to the mountain gate.

"Good boy, you are careful enough, you have a future in this industry. "The second child is as direct as praising and scolding.

"Leave, you can't stay here. ”

The eighth master made a neat decision, and the second child didn't seem to object, which made Li Ji breathe a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to be nervous, if it was just him, he would have a flying sword to kill, and he could resist the sword when he escaped, but if he carried these two big burdens, God knows what would happen.

The three of them ran out together, and the eighth master saw that Li Ji cut off the letter talisman, and still nodded a few words to him,

"Don't you think we're too cautious? Boy, let me remind you, if you want to mix in this industry, you can't be too careful; the old man is not afraid to tell you the truth, in the line of immortal wilderness, ten shots, nine failures, it's not too common; this time to be able to sweep half the street, it's already an unexpected joy, but you can't be insatiable, otherwise no number of lives will be enough to lose. ”

Li Ji's opening up of the wasteland this time was a bit anticlimactic, with heavy thunder and little rain; shouldn't he be in danger? Shouldn't he be surrounded by strong enemies? Shouldn't he kill all sides and then take the road and flee?

No, how can there be so much passion in the real world of cultivation? More often than not, it is plain, cautious, and retreating in the face of difficulties; when the Qixia disciple shouts, it is not certain how many people in the vicinity will be awakened, let alone how many people have hidden means of transmitting messages; walking is the best policy, otherwise the real passion comes, and these two old bones may not be able to catch it.

Li Jijin's goal of Qixia was not achieved at all, and he had no chance to find a soft persimmon who knew the core situation, and it was impossible for him to put aside the two old barren sticks and go it alone, and then throw the trouble to these two people, Zhongtiao Mountain's kindness restrained his hands and feet.

The large array of Qixia was different from when it came in, it was much simpler and rude, and it was impossible to care about anything else for the sake of speed; after leaving the large array, he escaped for dozens of miles, stopped at an abandoned pavilion, and the three of them began to divide the spoils.

Although the second child in Qixia Town kept shouting in his mouth to pick up his own, it was fair to divide the spoils, which was also a characteristic of the immortals;

The eighth master and the second child are still very satisfied with Li Ji's performance in opening up the wasteland; for a long time, they haven't met such a sensible tail, they are not greedy for money, and they are sober at critical moments, although they usually look a little stupid and inexperienced, but they are much better than the greedy and stupid people who are greedy when they share the spoils and stupid when they work.

Therefore, the two old barren sticks have the obligation to carry it more.

"From Xichang to the south, there are a few small sects along the way, some of them are a little lively, I don't know if San Lang is interested?" Li Ji only said that his surname was Li, and he was the third in line, so the eighth master was called San Lang, as for whether it was true or not, no one would care about those who did it.

"I still want to trouble the eighth master, second uncle, I happened to be fine, so I went south to see and see. Li Ji agreed very happily.

He also figured it out, no matter whether there was a trap in Lianshanguan, whether it was aimed at him or not, with his character, he would not take the initiative to bump into it; since he was not in a hurry to return to Xuanyuan, it was better to go south with the two desolate sticks to play, there were dozens of teleportation arrays in the northern region, and no force could arrange forces in all teleportation arrays.

You play yours, I'll do mine, for unpredictable risks, Li Ji has such an attitude.