In the northern part of the secret outer enclosure, there is a cold pool formed by the impact of a hundred zhang high white drape. A handsome woman of medium stature and delicate was holding a three-foot Qingfeng at the moment, fighting with a Han Jiao who had reached the peak of the middle of the second level.

The cyan sword in the woman's hand was obviously not ordinary. The dragon claws that are famous for their sharpness and tenacity in the immortal cultivation world did not dare to face them when they were fighting with them in close quarters.

On the west side of the secret outer enclosure, among the barren mountains, in front of an inconspicuous cave. A tall, handsome man with a giant sword in his hand was fighting with three gray giant bears at the moment. If Zhao Yingluo had been in front of him, he would definitely be able to recognize that this man was the one who bought the large exaggerated silver giant sword in the hall on the first floor of the Sword Casting Building that day. is also a person with a body shape and bearing, who looks like Li Qingmao.

On that day, this man bought the giant sword and left. Zhao Ying fell into the whispers of a group of minor monks, and knew that it was Wen Tengjiao, a well-known rising star of the Sword Casting Pavilion Wen family in recent years. With a vast giant sword with purple-gold thunder and lightning entwined in his hand and dancing on it, he was already a rare opponent among the Qi refining and atomization stage cultivators.

After nearly an hour of careful searching, there have been more than a dozen heartless grasses that can be used for medicine, picked for Zhao Yingluo, and put them into a somewhat worn sack.

Unconsciously, under the protection of the blue-gray thorn-like flame shield. Zhao Yingluo had already come to the depths of Wuxinze—by a lake the size of an acre. The moist water on the surface of the lake mixed with the fragrance of earth and grass was slowly delivered to him by the breeze that blew a pool of spring water. It breathes almost greedily, a gift from nature, and its face is full of intoxication.

"The beautiful scenery of a good day should be spent with a beautiful woman, or invite three or five friends to get together, chant poems against each other, and be happy to float a few whites. Under this situation, Zhao Ying subconsciously muttered.

It seems to be a flower explanation, not far from Zhao Yingluo by the lake, the tallest heartless grass actually slowly bloomed a fiery red giant flower. Thin as cicada wings, like sunset. With Zhao Yingluo's knowledge, he knew that this unintentional grass blossomed, whether it was in the secular world or in the immortal cultivation world, it was something that only existed in legends. Faced with this general vision, Zhao Yingluo, whose eyes were fiery, did not approach, but quietly retreated into the distance.

Strange treasures are destined for people, and they are not allowed to be coveted.

There is a story about the flowering of the heartless grass, and before he went to bed as a child, both his grandmother and his sister had told him countless times, so that he is still familiar with it now. The story is about "In the secular world, a young, lonely cowherd herd herd on a summer afternoon by the lake. In the event of a shower, when there was nowhere to hide, by chance, I actually encountered the 'heartless grass' blooming. The giant flowers, which are as big as the lid of a pot and shaped like a sunset, left an indelible impression on the young cowherding baby. In the midst of the storm, he hid under the giant flowers so that he was not drenched by the heavy rain. After the wind and rain stopped, the cowherd couldn't bear to pick such a beautiful flower, but after firmly remembering this place in her heart, she drove the cow back to the landlord's house. When he came back the next day, the beautiful flower was gone. ”

"Although the giant flower of the heartless grass has disappeared, the story of herding the cow baby in the storm and hiding under it has been widely spread in the community. At first, the people in the market just used it as a conversation after tea and dinner, and laughed it off. Until more than ten years later, the cattle herding baby, the title of the gold list, the champion and the first, this story of unintentional grass flowering. It was solemnly mentioned again, and after several interpretations, it became more and more mysterious and mysterious. ”

At this point, no matter the immortals, most people have already believed that there is no one in ten thousand flowers of heartless grass, and the time is generally very short. Only those who have great fortune and nobility in their lives can be lucky enough to meet each other. In other words, those who are fortunate enough to see the heartless grass bloom must also be blessed people. ”

Thinking of the ancient legend, I looked at the giant flowers that were as red as the sunset not far from the lake. Zhao Ying subconsciously retreated and retreated. Because with his divine consciousness in the late stage of cold dew, he could clearly feel that this flower was locked by a powerful divine consciousness in the depths of the lake, and this divine consciousness also brought him great pressure, as if he was declaring to Zhao Yingluo that he had exclusive rights to the flower.

Zhao Ying fell, retreating again and again, but the lake of the size of an acre has already reached a distance. When he was about to flee from this place at full speed, a graceful figure wearing a cloak suddenly appeared, which could stand in front of him.

What he holds in his hands is clearly the giant flower of "Heartless Grass" that blooms from the new flowers.

I haven't had time to figure out what exactly happened. A slender white jade hand had already been stuffed into his bosom without saying anything, and two talismans with amazing aura were stuffed.

In a hurry, his ears rang, and the undoubted words of the person on the other side rang: "After this girl is entangled in this fang, you must kill with one blow." ”

Zhao Yingluo, who was just about to open his mouth to inquire, was unexpectedly pushed a few feet away by a huge, soft force. And the woman in the cloak was fighting with a huge green shadow that was chasing after her.

After stabilizing his figure, Zhao Yingluo couldn't help but be taken aback after probing into the battle situation with his divine sense. The mysterious woman wearing the cloak, although the mana fluctuations on her body were only the appearance of the peak of the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Period. But at this moment, he was controlling the seven flying swords of blue light at the same time, and relying on the speed that was almost teleporting, he was on a par with the Cancer Demon Beast whose cultivation had reached the realm of the late stage of the fourth level.

Compared with the other party, the cultivation is three realms behind, but this woman can be so relaxed and freehand when facing the enemy. Zhao Yingluo, who had to watch the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but be secretly shocked when he saw it.

On the surface, the woman relied on nothing more than the seven flying swords and the black cloak she was wearing. But her calm and relaxed master demeanor, smooth offensive and defensive switching, and terrifying methods of seeing the moves, made Zhao Yingluo almost think that this was a great monk who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

The cyan giant crab is also having a headache at the moment. If it weren't for the "Heartless Grass" giant flower that was extremely significant to him, if it weren't for the mana fluctuations on this woman's body, it was clear that he was only in the realm of the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and he really didn't want to fight to the death with such an opponent.

The woman who covered her face with her cloak fought and retreated, intentionally or unintentionally, luring the giant cancer monster away from its lair, a lake about the size of an acre.

"Rune Treasure. When Zhao Yingluo took out the two blue talismans that the cloak woman forced into her arms, he couldn't help but whisper. But seeing these two seemingly ordinary talismans, they are all sealed with a long sword made of light green, and the complex patterns engraved on the seal are exuding a simple and reckless atmosphere at this moment.

"It seems that the two rune treasures, the magic weapon body from which they are printed, must not be the same simple place. And why does this thing have a sense of déjà vu?" Thinking like this, he couldn't help but clench the two talisman seals tightly in his hands.