This night was extremely long for Wang Yizhi and the little white bird, and the excited heart trembled so that Wang Yizhi had no way to cultivate, and Wang Yizhi, who was carrying thousands of catties of priceless treasures, had to visit the ring from time to time, for fear that the ring would leak out.

The fundamental reason why Wang Yizhi has never heard of these gems, and even the high-grade jade slips have not been recorded, is that these things are precious materials for refining secret treasures, and the information of any kind is more than 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, Ren is the little white bird will give a general introduction to it, due to excessive fatigue of the divine sense, it will fall into a state of drowsiness as soon as there is a gap, but Wang Yizhi still wakes it up from time to time, and asks a strange idea, how to refine the secret treasure, this is the short board of the little white bird, no matter how angry it is, Wang Yizhi just can't help but want to know more, thinking that he will also make a secret treasure earlier。

"Get out, if you don't sleep again, you're going to die, if you ask again, I'll take it back"

Resisting the coercion of heaven and earth a hundredfold thunder tribulation, it has depleted the little white bird's consciousness and suffered heavy damage, if it weren't for its "invincible in the world vigorously rejuvenating the brain pill" medicinal effect, it would have been cold.

"Stingy"

Wang Yizhi muttered quietly, and the angry little white bird kept chirping.

This night was not only a long night for Wang Yizhi and Little White Bird, but also a sleepless night for the high-level people of the Holy Courtyard, and a sleepless night for the Qianzhong City.

Qiancheng Mountain is even brighter, its 10,000 meters in the sky, there is a huge white light cluster flashing in the clouds, just like the sun, the whole Qiancheng Mountain is illuminated, Qiancheng Mountain is busy, dozens of terrifying figures are shuttling back and forth.

"Bell Bell Bell ~"

When the first ray of crimson sun shone on Wang Yizhi's cheeks, a series of piercing bells rang, and Wang Yizhi's soul was separated, and the seven orifices were bleeding, although he was not injured, he was very embarrassed.

"I Grass"

"I Grass"

Wang Yizhi woke up from meditation, and saw the little white bird on the side glaring at him with teeth and claws, one person and one bird glaring at each other, thinking that the other party had ringed the giant bell overhead, but he never thought that both of them were victims.

"Plastic Fruit"

Seeing Wang Yizhi take out a bite-sized cyan fruit in his hand, he was a little puzzled, and continued: "Although the Bird Master's divine sense has suffered a heavy blow, it is not difficult to change the color."

"Think beautifully, this bell is for me, those old guys are going to give me a ceremony to take the throne"

Wang Yizhi took out the other two green fruits, one larger than the other, and looked a little uncertain in front of the little white bird.

"The smallest transformation, a slightly larger beauty, the biggest repair aid"

The little white bird said again in confusion.

Wang Yizhi nodded with satisfaction, put the "Plastic Fruit" in front of him, and the spiritual power operated to protect his body, and the spiritual power cleaned up the blood stains on his face, and looked at the sleepy little white bird again.

"If you think of something, you will change something, and if you are sure, release your spiritual power, your breath will not change, if it is a spirit beast or something, your breath will change, and your cultivation will also be affected by changing the characteristics of your spirit animal."

The little white bird was under the "Nine Heavens Sealing Demon List", and when it was handed over to Wang Yi, he said, but Wang Yizhi was focused on refining his body cultivation at that time, and he was not interested in the things it gave away for his courteous behavior, but at this moment, it happened to be used.

"Go"

After a while, Wang Yizhi completed the plastic shaping and changed back to the appearance of a bald boy, and even the scars on the front and back of his chest and head became vivid, except for no pain and awkwardness, there was nothing unusual.

The little white bird completed the color change in the blink of an eye, all in pitch black, and the huge bell rang sound, waking up Dabai on the side and holding the "potpourri" jumped to Wang Yizhi's left shoulder, and the right shoulder was the little white bird, which did not dare to touch.

"Dabai, it's hard work, when you're done, what do you like, tell the eldest brother, the eldest brother will get it for you, is this "flower fruit" a mouthful?

Wang Yizhi smiled and groaned, and took out seven or eight kinds of spirit fruits, even if Wang Yizhi wanted to give Da Bai, Da Bai didn't want it, so he exposed the "Hundred Flowers", and gnawed them little by little, but it didn't have "Hundred Flowers" Half the size, the small claws are buckled, always giving people a crumbling feeling, but it is particularly stable, the fragrance is overflowing, the little white bird secretly transmits the sound to the big white, but it can't get the big white consent, can not be transmitted, which makes the little white bird grit his teeth, how much are a little angry, the bird master is going to treat the big white better, but I didn't expect the other party to refuse to chat with it privately, but it is beyond the little white bird's unexpected loyalty.

"Silly Mouse"

The little white bird was angry and scolded in a low voice.

"Just you are smart, look at people, you don't need it, you don't need it, you don't need it, you don't need it, you don't want it"

Wang Yizhi glanced at the little white bird and jumped towards the eighth hall.

"Merlan"

Seeing the delicate girl who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground and cultivating at the gate of the Eight Palaces, Wang Yi's heart was inexplicably moved, and he stepped on the steps of the Eight Halls with a smile.

"Big Brother~"

Mo Lan was overjoyed, stepped forward quickly, and groped for Wang Yizhi for a while.

"What's wrong?"

"I heard that the Twelve Elders intend to target the eldest brother, has the eldest brother been injured?"

Wang Yizhi went down to pick up the bird a few days ago, and he didn't come back for a long time, Mo Lan was worried and mustered up the courage to run down, hearing that Wang Yizhi fled in a hurry under Zhou Xiaoju, and he was worried about Wang Yizhi for the past few days.

"Who is the young man? How can there be anything in the face of a mere? According to the bird master, it must be that Elder Ju covets my young man's handsome appearance, tall and martial physique, and wants to win the attention of the young man."

The little white bird took advantage of the situation and slapped the horse, but Wang Yizhi and Mo Lan were embarrassed and smiled bitterly.

"Bird's Credit"

Wang Yi was stunned, his tone was very unkind, if it weren't for the fact that he was holding almost all of the little white bird's belongings in his hand and hadn't paid the slightest price, it would be inevitable that the little white bird would be beaten badly at this moment.

"Twitter"

Da Bai screamed in grief, it couldn't hear anything in the mouth of the little white bird at that time, and it was frozen into an ice sculpture in the back, and he didn't know that Wang Yizhi was in danger at that time, and he heard Mo Lan mention it at the moment, and immediately hurriedly rummaged in Wang Yizhi, and saw Wang Yizhi's huge scar on the back of his head, and cried out in fright, it remembered that Wang Yizhi was already well, but at the moment it was real, and it cried out without knowing the truth.

"It's okay, it's fake, don't be afraid"

Wang Yizhi grabbed Da Bai in the palm of his hand, approached to comfort, and stroked Da Bai's dark and shiny fur.

"This is the big brother spirit pet?"

"Twitter"

Dabai nodded.

"Well, it's called Big White"

Wang Yizhi couldn't forget Dabai, and he couldn't bear to say it bluntly, feeling very sorry for Dabai, but before the revenge was avenged, Wang Yizhi knew that he must not be rash.

"It's so cute" Mo Lan wanted to touch Da Bai, but she was frightened by Da Bai's gritty defense and withdrew her little hand, a little embarrassed.

"Someone's coming"

Little White Bird Transmission.

"Mo Lan, how is my Nangong Jackie Chan brother doing these days?"

Wang Yizhi squeezed his eyebrows at Mo Lan.

"Back to the eldest brother, he has been practicing penance in the cave mansion, and he is very hard"

Although Mo Lan didn't know why Wang Yizhi cared so much about Nangong Jackie Chan, it didn't have any effect on her.

"I've seen seniors, I've seen girls, and I've just felt something"

Nangong Jackie Chan's cordial care for Wang Yizhi naturally listened to his ears, but when he saw Wang Yizhi's right wrist wearing it outside the robe, comfortable half sleeves, and a particularly awkward black bracelet, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to speak in the face of Wang Yizhi's true feelings.

"Brother Jackie Chan, come, points, and under the spirit pet, give them all"

Wang Yizhi stuffed the little white bird with a blank face on his shoulder into Nangong Jackie Chan's arms, and with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones piled up, directly enveloping the three of them, this is still the effect of Wang Yizhi releasing spiritual power in advance, otherwise the three of them will be buried alive by the spirit stones.

"This ......"

Seeing tens of millions of medium-grade spirit stones, Nangong Jackie Chan was frightened, even if it was the bottom of the Linghu Lake in Nangong Jackie Chan's Courtyard, 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, according to conventional value estimates, a top-grade spirit stone is worth a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and it is still priceless, a top-grade spirit stone can normally be divided into ten pieces, a hundred high-grade spirit stones, but only ten pieces are the most exchangeable value, and a hundred pieces are of little significance, so the normal value of a high-grade spirit stone is in 100 medium-grade spirit stones, and 100,000 high-grade spirit stones are worth only 10 million medium-grade spirit stones, but this is all family property, in addition, Ren is Nangong Jackie Chan, who is the young master of the Nangong family, one of the four families, I have never seen the scene of tens of millions of high-grade spirit stones piled up into a mountain, this kind of rich scene is too intense, Ren is Mo Lan was also stunned for a moment, what Wang Yizhi said that day, she only thought it was a joke, but she didn't expect it to be true.

"Quack"

The little white bird transmitted, "Bastard stinky boy, you actually sold the bird master, and deceived the bird master? It is a great shame to sell the bird master with the spirit stone of the bird master."

"Get out, otherwise how can you make another 20 million?"

Wang Yizhi was afraid that the little white bird would sabotage his improvised earth-shattering plan, and it was worth confessing to the voice, and at the same time, he also transmitted the voice to Mo Lan to cover up the embarrassment of self-transmission of divine consciousness.

"The senior does what he says, Jackie Chan can't afford it, it is said that Jackie Chan can set foot in the eighth hall in advance, and thank you seniors, Jackie Chan only wants to be able to take back the bracelet, this is a thing given by the ancestor of the family, I don't know how to lose it, if the ancestor of the family knows, I will not spare me"

Nangong Jackie Chan has been brewing for a few days, but he has lost the slightest threatening tone, but it has become a plea, there is no way, Wang Yizhi has always treated him politely, and he has an obviously intimate relationship with the girl with an extraordinary background around him, these two people are not the existence that his Nangong family can easily provoke, he does not want to tear his face, the most important thing is that he is favored by Wang Yizhi, whether it is voluntary or not, the result is obvious, stepping into the Eighth Hall a few years in advance, for Nangong Jackie Chan, it is tantamount to the most right opportunity in this life, but he does not have the courage to admit it, because the way of the person who gives grace in front of him and the relationship with him is a rival relationship, so he couldn't say anything too flattering and to the point.

"This~"

Wang Yizhi also looked at the black bracelet that his right hand was wearing outside the sleeve of his black robe, making it as obvious as possible, as if he was thinking.

"It seems that there are, there are still many people in the school field who can testify, brother, you were confused, I was exhausted, asked brother why you are so heavy, you said bracelet, and said that I will help you keep it and said that as long as you really take you to the eighth hall, you can send me the treasure and secret treasure, I am just a gesture, how can I be greedy for my brother's cheapness?

Wang Yizhi patted Nangong Jackie Chan's broad shoulder as he spoke, and continued: "Prepare, this is the gathering bell of the Holy Courtyard, and if you are absent, you will be severely punished, and also, just call me Wang Yizhi or Brother Yizhi, don't be too outward."

Mo Lan couldn't hide Wang Yizhi's smile, Nangong Jackie Chan lowered his head and snorted chaotically, although he didn't expect Wang Yizhi to do this, but thinking of Nangong Jackie Chan's temperament of messing with flowers and grass, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

"Learn, big brother Yi......"

Nangong Jackie Chan was a little twisted, and he didn't seem to have the slightest high-spirited, unstoppable arrogant posture, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a child who had been wronged at home.

"Good brother, is this beautiful bracelet really important to you?"

Wang Yizhi clasped Nangong Jackie Chan's shoulder, which was obviously two sizes smaller than him, but he really felt like he was hugging his brother, but his expression was extremely difficult, as if he was persuading and forcing himself to make a painful decision, and his expression was very painful.

"Seriously, it's important"

Nangong Jackie Chan saw hope, his eyes were full of energy, shining, and he looked cute and honest.

"Cultivators pay attention to sticking to the Dao heart, and my Dao heart is like most people, it is "balanced", that is, grievances and revenge will be avenged, and grievances and grievances will be clear."

Wang Yizhi didn't even know what the Dao Heart was, he only knew that Di Eleven's "Gentleman's Inheritance" was a kind of Dao, although it was not shameful, but it was a genuine thing, Mo Lan sighed more than once, and was very envious of Di Eleven's life, after all, such a shameless person was born with a bloodline inheritance of Dao Heart, which made everyone a little unacceptable, and immediately began to make up nonsense, but Mo Lan was stunned on the side, and looked at Wang Yizhi's eyes a little panicked.

"Equilibrium the Dao Heart"

Nangong Jackie Chan frowned, although he didn't understand, but he had a kind of enlightenment, which made him suddenly enlightened, and his whole body was full of qi and blood, nodding yes, looking at Mo Lan's surprised reaction on the side, Nangong Jackie Chan was also nervous, looking at Wang Yizhi's eyes full of expectation.

"Although I don't lack anything, but in order for you to have a stable Dao heart in the future and not be affected by me today, give me tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones."

Wang Yizhi was also a little embarrassed, and turned his head sideways to stop looking at Nangong Jackie Chan.

"What? Brother Yizhi, tens of millions of medium-grade spirit stones, the younger brother can't take them."

"And what about it?"

Saying that, Wang Yizhi turned sideways, hugged Nangong Jackie Chan into his arms, opened the black robe, and turned up his shirt, revealing his white belly that was no longer tingling yellow, and the eight perfect abdominal muscles with well-proportioned lines on it were swallowed with envy when Nangong Jackie Chan saw it.

"What are you looking at? Let's see if this is your "treasure map"."

Wang Yizhi pointed to the almost transparent animal skin scroll on his abdominal muscles, and glanced at Nangong Jackie Chan with disgust.

"Yes"

Nangong Jackie Chan hugged his head and dodged, thinking that Wang Yizhi was going to do something to him, but fortunately, no one saw this scene, otherwise he would have lost a mouthful of big white teeth.

"Now, here you go"

Saying that, Wang Yizhi tore it down and threw it to Nangong Jackie Chan, who looked sluggish and at a loss, and continued: "Tens of millions together, and ah, I bought this thing from a lewd red-faced Taoist priest, and it cost a huge price" muttered in his heart: It's in the water, how do you feel that it sinks a lot more than the one in the jade box.

"Quack"

The little white bird on Wang Yizhi's shoulder saw Nangong Jackie Chan's sluggish appearance, and thought of Qianzhong City's nickname for Nangong Jackie Chan's "picking flowers", he really couldn't help it, and laughed cheaply.

"Do you believe it or not if I throw you out?"

Wang Yizhi glared at the little white bird angrily, and the white token that was accidentally obtained at the top of the mountain Wang Yizhi took it back by himself, and it was like an ordinary student, hanging it on his waist, and among the three of them, Nangong Jackie Chan didn't think he had gone to get it, not that he didn't want to get it, but that he would inevitably not be able to come up if he went down, which was too embarrassing for Nangong Jackie Chan, even if he could come up, thinking that he was knocked unconscious by Wang Yizhi and carried to the Eighth Palace, Nangong Jackie Chan couldn't say that he couldn't accept himself to face the strange eyes of others for a while.

"Ga~"

The little white bird sat on his shoulder, looked at Mo Lan, who smiled and greeted him, and called politely.

"Good~"

"Let's go"

Wang Yizhi didn't care how busy Nangong Jackie Chan was, he made up his mind unspeakably, grabbed his neck, pulled Mo Lan's wrist with big eyes narrowed into a small crescent moon on the side, and ran towards the climbing ladder.

The two of them only realized at this moment, they were not affected by the oppression of the Eighth Hall at this moment, and they all stared at Wang Yizhi in surprise.