Entrance to the belly of the Flying Sand Mountains!

A black-haired fire-eyed giant ape descended from the sky, its black hair was like a steel needle, under the dense hair was a knotted horizontal flesh, and the air flow around it was like a dragon, fierce and powerful.

Seventh-order demon beasts are not common, they know a little about human nature, they know that they tend to be good and avoid evil, they are often hidden in the secret forest of Lingshan and wait for the catastrophe of the eighth-order transformation, and the monks can see that the seventh-order demon beasts are generally the bothered cultivation spirit beasts of a certain Returning Origin Realm senior.

Mu Qingping is not blessed, he subdued this newborn red-eyed fierce ape with scriptures during the fugue period, and helped it advance all the way to the seventh order, with the help of this fierce ape, he can rank in the top ten among the monks of the same generation in the Hehuan Sect.

In addition, with the big backer of Huanhuan Ancestor behind him, Mu Qingping has a high status among the Dragon and Tiger Monks in the Hehuan Sect.

In the entire Hehuan Sect, only Liao Liao and a few Dragon and Tiger Monks could not give him face.

"This is the Flying Mountain Cave Heaven of Feisha Mountain! It's so gloomy!" Mu Mihe looked around, in the dim environment, the aura was relatively strong, even far exceeding the mountain gates of some small sects, but there was an inexplicable depressing aura in the air that made her feel quite uncomfortable.

She is a monk of the Corpse Demon Sect, and the cultivation of the corpse path generally does not need to come here, except for some special corpse training practiced by some senior brothers in the sect, and she deliberately wants to strengthen the corpse poison, so she will come to the belly of the earth to practice, and Mu Mihe is the first time to come here.

The fire-eyed fierce ape grinned and panted, looking at it obviously experienced a long-distance attack, but it did not show fatigue at all, but seemed to move the muscles and bones of the whole body, and the huge body showed the beauty of strength.

Mu Qingping smiled and introduced proudly and confidently: "Feisha Mountain produces a variety of pure gold, and my sect is the closest to this among the top ten famous sects in the Western Desert, and my sect often has juniors and disciples who often come here, let me tell you! ”

Hear the words.

Mu Mihe immediately had a sweet smile on his cheeks: "Brother Qingping, you are so familiar with this place, then after catching that slut, you also took me to see this Flying Sand Cave Heaven! ”

This woman is very adept at selling her body in exchange for news or treasures.

"Well, that's no problem!" Mu Qingping didn't think about it, and replied with a big bag.

"Brother Qingping, you are so good to your sister!" Mu Mi smiled and pressed her fire storm peak tightly against each other.

This woman made a comparison between Mu Qingping and Chu Yunqi in her heart, one of the two is a fish, the other is a bear's paw, and I want to get both the fish and the bear's paw.

Mu Qingping said: "But the opportunity is hard to find, it is not easy to find high-grade pure gold, let's mention this later, I will first cast a spell to contact Senior Sister Qingyan! Let her make an appointment to go to Shura Ridge to lay a big net, the most important thing in front of us is to take down that little beauty!"

The fire-eyed fierce ape stepped heavily on the fine sand, jumped forward high, and trampled countless poisonous insects to death hundreds of feet away, and then jumped up again, its black hair rubbed the air, and it actually brought out a spark of starlight.

There was an invisible shield in front of the two of them on the ape's back, diverting the oncoming wind, and Mu Qingping took out a bead-shaped magic weapon.

Stretching out his hand, a pale red light rose from the crystal clear jade beads.

The brilliance flows, the light flickered!

This kind of magic weapon of communication is not widely applicable, one is because the cost of training is not low, and the other is that the practical effect is not ideal, and it cannot be monitored thousands of miles away at any time.

It can only transmit video and audio within a limited range and a few specified targets, and too often it will fail to communicate due to various unknowable factors, it may be due to environmental factors, or it may be a problem with the magic weapon itself.

If you want to successfully connect with each other, you often have to try many times.

Just when Mu Qingping was about to give up.

The brilliance flickered, and a little blurred revealed a gloomy picture.

It is also underground, and the environment seems to be similar to that of Mu Qingping.

The red light flickered, and an old man sat cross-legged in the middle.

This person is wearing a purple and red python robe, his head is full of frost-white hair, carefully combed and neatly like silver silk, his facial features are also relatively upright and kind, and his skin looks delicate and ruddy.

Mu Qingping's expression was stunned! It wasn't this person he intended to contact, this old man with immortal wind bones was surnamed Cao.

The relationship with him is not very harmonious, and at the same time, the other party is one of the few people in the sect who does not sell his face, and he can't completely turn his face.

There were three other people next to the old man, a woman and two men.

One is a man with short eyebrows and small eyes holding a sword, and the other is a burly and strong, bearded man, who looks dignified and has a man's majestic bearing.

There is a short skirt and light gauze left, the clothes are semi-transparent, a pair of snow-white slender and elastic beautiful legs are completely exposed, but she doesn't care, this woman's name is Jiang Qingyan.

She is good friends with Mu Qingping, and her popularity in the sect is also extremely good, Mu Qingping originally wanted to contact this woman.

Just look at these four people, they are all extraordinary, and there is no trace of lewdness on their faces.

Chromophobia also, to some extent, the two have the same principle.

For the wealthy, they have long been out of the stage of needing to eat to satisfy their hunger, and they can instruct their subordinates to spend several hours preparing in order to make a delicacy that is just enough for ordinary people to eat in two or one bite.

From the perspective of a hungry man, that's a really thing.

Only those who are hungry and on the verge of starvation will have a strong desire for the dusty meat buns that have fallen on the mud and are still a little rusty, because if they eat it, it may be their hope of survival.

And any ordinary person who is not hungry would not have this thought.

In the same way, when I saw a slightly beautiful woman, my face immediately showed an obscene and obscene man, most of whom were people whose human nature had been suppressed.

He is like a man who is about to starve to death and sees a steamed bun, which is the instinct of human nature.

At this point, the monks of the Hehuan Sect treated them indifferently like a rich man treating ordinary food, so he couldn't take it for granted that the monks of the Hehuan Sect immediately thought of the obscene and obscene male cultivators, coquettish and shameless female cultivators.

In fact, the disciples of the two sects of the Phantom Sect and the Hehuan Sect were obviously better than the average of the ten famous sects of the Demon Dao in terms of appearance and bearing, and it could be said that the monks of these two sects were far ahead of the disciples of the other sects.

And when people are familiar with the affairs of men and women, there is no sense of jerkiness, and even when they talk, many people of the opposite sex who meet for the first time can feel that they are personable, elegant in temperament, and funny in laughter.

"Senior Brother Cao, what kind of wind brought you to Feisha Mountain!" Mu Qingping asked.

The purple-robed old man laughed dryly, looking very kind, he avoided the seriousness and replied lightly: "Cao Mou is about to ask Brother Pastor why did you come to Feisha Mountain? Shouldn't you collect blood lotus essence in the Black Wind Forest?"

"Why didn't you pick the elixir, you picked a delicate little flower!"

(End of chapter)