The other party is still hiding his secrets!

There was no sealing wax Zhujidan he was looking for in it, and he didn't believe that the "second generation of cultivators" in front of him didn't bring a thing like that when he went out.

This pill is not only of great use to a Heavenly Mandate peak monk like Mao Zhenhuang, but also to a monk in the foundation building period.

After taking the Mandate of Heaven, you can rely on this thing to increase the chance of building a foundation, but Zhuji can eat this thing as an "aphrodisiac".

The slow-moving aura in the meridians can run rapidly by relying on the power of this elixir, and if it swallows too much, it is possible for the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building to temporarily jump to the middle stage of foundation building.

And other Zhuji didn't have him Mao Zhenhuang Xin, but this Fu Lei in front of him said that he didn't believe it without such a desperate medicine.

Who doesn't know that Chun Yuzi is the emperor of the Dragon Gate Sect!

If his grandson is really poor like this, then Mao Zhenhuang will gossip about it for them Longmen where Xuanjing, who "sells fish" every year, goes.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything else, it's just to sigh that my brother can't be honest with my brother!"

Mao Zhenhuang doesn't want Xuanjing, he wants to build Jidan!

The more the merrier, one can't satisfy his greed at all, and he can't afford to gamble on the odds of thirty percent, and he has been unlucky for more than 20 years, and it is estimated that no one will believe that he can build a foundation with a Tsukidan.

"You're ruthless!"

Fu Lei gritted his teeth and threw another Sumeru ring towards Mao Zhenhuang.

This man was the most brazen robber he'd ever seen in his life!

Like his size, he is as insatiable as Pixiu.

"Go up!" Mao Zhenhuang grabbed the ring and swept it inside.

Five or six thousand Xuanjing and a jade bottle!

took out the jade bottle and poured it, and suddenly three pills sealed with yellow wax jumped into view.

Mao Zhenhuang trembled and grabbed one and took a picture of the sky, and he could see the sandalwood-like starlight on the medicinal skin.

Three Tsukidans are undoubted!

Smelling the strong fragrance in the nose, Mao Zhenhuang felt a little unreal, more like a dream.

What the Great Liang Northwest Wind countless cultivators of the Five Sects dreamed of but couldn't get, he was holding four in his hand at this time.

It's really emotional!

"Can you let me out this time?"

After throwing three Sumeru rings, Fu Lei knew what the dead fat man in front of him wanted, to be honest, this thing was not as important to him as Xuanyang Jingcan.

There are some people in the world who need 3,000 crystals to buy this thing, and some people just take 3,000 crystals all over the world to ask for it, but he can't buy it.

And obviously, the fat man in front of him belongs to the latter!

"Haha~~ Brother Fu is exquisite, but isn't this gift a bit heavy?"

Mao Zhenhuang pinched his chin and tilted his head thoughtfully at the mouth of the mountain crack, it was a bit ruthless to rob it like this.

40,000 Xuanjing plus three Tsukidans are not much worse than Zuo Chongbi of that dead ball.

"Brother, see the outside, my Fu Lei makes friends at this starting point. ”

Fu Lei listened to the words of the other party as a bitch and set up an archway in his heart, and scolded him in his heart, bad things made him die fat, and beautiful words also made him die fat, and he still had to go along with this dead fat man with a smile, and he was almost suffocated to death by the evil anger in his heart.

However, he knew that the other party was a temptation for him, as long as he Fu Lei showed a little ignorance of current affairs, he might not be able to get out of this mountain crack in his life.

"Haha~~ I Gu Beicong likes a brother like you, this is a confession!

I removed two of the three blue runes at the mouth of the mountain, and left one, and you can take it after a stick of incense.

Remember it's a stick of incense, don't mess with the time. ”

Mao Zhenhuang pulled out two blue talismans, smiled playfully at the mouth of the mountain, and then turned his head to stare at the "interesting" black and white butterfly-tailed Long Qing and withdrew from this place.

This is the most "cute" fairy animal Mao Zhenhuang has ever seen!

It is not an exaggeration to say that he Fu Lei was pitted by this "big goldfish".

As long as this "big goldfish" that spits bubbles is interested in its cheap master, Mao Zhenhuang will not snatch this Fu Lei so easily.

But it's a good thing!

Xiang Han Qu's wish was not credible, and when he found out that this place was not a medium-sized Xuanjing vein but a large one, he knew that Xiang Han Qu's suzerain's order was.

And the Tsukidan in hand is the Tsukidan, and Fu Lei's appearance can be regarded as a roundabout fulfillment of his Mao Zhenhuang's expectations.

"I felt as if I had forgotten something. ”

When he thought of Fu Lei, Mao Zhenhuang patted his head, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

Until he met another Longmen Sect foundation building period monk, Mao Zhenhuang didn't remember it, or maybe he was stunned by the foundation building pill at the beginning, and he forgot everything at that time.

And Mao Zhenhuang, who didn't think of anything at this time, looked at the golden butterfly-tailed dragon in front of him that was soaring into the sky, and didn't bother to think about it, and grabbed three blue talismans in his hand and rushed directly to the mouth of the mountain.

Everything is a small episode in life, and the days to come will still return to the right track, as long as the two sects of Wu State do not launch a sect war, then he can do the job of Mao Zhenhuang.

The only difficulty is that the foundation of the dragon gate is very difficult to kill!

Looking at the golden butterfly-tailed Long Qing who finally gave up the struggle at his feet, Mao Zhenhuang collapsed on the ground in fear.

Three knives!

One knife breaks the tail, one knife picks the ridge, and the other inserts the eye.

The tail was broken, but the edge of the second sword crown was directly bounced away by its hard scale armor, and the pitch-black knife only left a deep trace on the huge fish body, there was no way Mao Zhenhuang was ruthless, and he turned the knife head directly at the risk of being knocked into a lump of minced meat, and the spiritual power burst out and the knife stabbed towards the huge black pupils, until he broke his lips, looking at the butterfly tail Long Qing who fell to the ground and twitched for a long time before he straightened up, Mao Zhenhuang trembled and soothed a breath of turbidity.

But the harvest wasn't great!

There is only one person called Fu Lei in the Longmen Sect, four thousand Xuanjing, a tattered low-grade flying sword, plus a bunch of bottles and cans, which is all of this dead monk named Zhang Wenchun Zhuji, not even one-tenth of Fu Lei's worth.

When he put a lot of effort into letting go of the second Longmen Sect monk, holding the Sumeru ring of less than three thousand Xuanjing in his hand, Mao Zhenhuang felt that something was wrong.

It's not normal to be poor!

Even if the monks in the foundation building period are really poor, but guarding such a treasure mountain, as long as they work hard to dig in the cracks of the mountain, they will not be poor to this level.

Mao Zhenhuang thought about it, and it seemed that there could only be one root of the disease.

That is, this group of monks from the Dragon Gate Sect has just arrived!

And if this is the case, another question pops up, where did the monks of the Longmen Sect who came in in the early stage go?

Mao Zhenhuang thought about this, and couldn't help but glance towards Shannan.

The Demoiselle Cranes of the Tianqing Sect monks all seemed to have flown over from the south.

And what's on the south side of the mountains?

Huaili County Boundary!

Not more than a dozen miles away.

Holding the Sumeru ring in his hand with only three thousand Xuanjing in his hand tastelessly, Mao Zhenhuang raised his eyes and ran towards that side.

There was definitely something going on there that he didn't know about, or maybe it was "richer" than the mountains!

The three sects of Daliang fell after the two sects of the Wu State.

At the time of the battle between Guanlou and the Soap Sect, Tianqing and Longmen estimated that they had already touched the core of this mountain range.

And Mao Zhenhuang's eyes couldn't help but have a trace of expectation!

He wanted to know what else could make the monks of the two sects of the Wu Kingdom run in that direction regardless of the brilliance of the Xuanjing everywhere.

What do monks care about?

Mao Zhenhuang was thinking about this question all the way.

The final answer is nothing more than Xuanyang Crystal, Immortal Law Dao Dictionary and Immortal Plant Divine Artifact!

Any one of them can make the monk crazy, and among them, Xuanyang Jingguang has been expelled, and the remaining answers have become one of the two.

But it is estimated that when a monk is faced with such a multiple-choice question, he will greedily jump out of the idea of choosing all.

It doesn't stop for a moment, and the journey of more than ten miles may not take an hour in normal times, but in this mountain range, Mao Zhenhuang needs to climb the mountain, needs to dodge the aftermath of the earth dragon, needs to avoid the flowing magma flow, and needs to avoid the demoiselle cranes and butterfly-tailed dragons flying in the sky from time to time.

However, when Mao Zhenhuang stepped on a "Huaili" boundary monument under his feet, he was a little dumbfounded.

Huaili County is gone!

And it's normal that people are gone, the people have already been sent into the mountains to mine the Xuanjing ore by the Guanlou Sect, and it's hard to say how many people are alive now, but it's a bit abnormal that Huaili County is gone.

In addition to the endless ravines and mountains, there is also a shadow of Huaili County.

After a pause, Mao Zhenhuang decided to walk inside, and there is also a possibility that the mountain range of Dilongqi is too high to block the existence of Huaili County.

He can only give himself a comfort like this at this time.

Staring at the demoiselle crane that was still heading south, Mao Zhenhuang followed for another day.

This is the bad thing about the Mandate of Heaven monk, and it is also the reason why everyone is running towards the foundation, at least he must have his own "big quail", and he will not climb the ravine below so hard, and he will have to avoid the earth and rocks that have collapsed from the aftermath of the earthquake from time to time.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and Mao Zhenhuang, who has been following for two days in a row, wandered around the place where the demoiselle crane disappeared all morning, but did not find where the demoiselle crane flew in the morning.

But it wasn't without gain, because he found a butterfly-tailed dragon Qing!

Black and white flowers.

Squatting at a mountain crevice and spitting bubbles boringly.

Mao Zhenhuang saw that this was a great joy.

There is a kind of person in the world, and he is called the loveliest person!