Time passes.

Xue Ling, Wei Qianmi and Leng Yan stayed in the cave of aura for half an hour, they urged the spirit card, unscrupulously absorbing the aura in the cave, the last day to bet on such a harvest, coupled with the aura accumulated in the previous two days, the fat man's heart blossomed, from time to time let out a bad laugh, very excited and satisfied, the aura value ranking not to mention the top five, that is, the top three are nine out of ten.

"Haha, it's over. ”

Wei Qianmi laughed wildly, in the last top ten battle of the East Gate, he was finally squeezed out of the top five, and even the top ten was almost lost, the feeling of suddenly falling from a high place and knocking his nose down was like eating a dead mosquito and stuffing his teeth.

One thought of heaven, one thought of hell.

People tend to climb higher and fall down suddenly, which is the most painful and uncomfortable.

"Doesn't that make you so excited about rankings for you?"

Leng Yan couldn't stand the fat man's laughter, and was also curious, this guy is usually free and easy, although he is a little obscene and greedy for money, but he doesn't care much about this kind of false name, is it for the sake of martial arts and rewards, it is unlikely? Leng Yan's eyes fell on the long sword that flashed on Wei Qianmi's waist.

Streamer Sword!

Spirit-level medium-level magic weapons, the preciousness is definitely not something that ordinary people can have, thinking of this, Leng Yan's eyes flickered, Leng Xiuya's magic weapons are only medium-level spirits, and they are specially given by the True Refining Elders, where can ordinary people have this level of magic weapons.

Dharma weapons, divided into mortal, spirit, Xuan three levels, each level is divided into primary, medium and high, the most common is the mortal level, most of the disciples of the Wuzhen School use this level, can have a spirit level magic weapon, in many disciples is quite not weak.

Among all the disciples of the Wuzhen Sect, there are only more than a few of them except him, and everyone else is famous and has the strength of his peers.

Although Wei Qianmi's strength is good, there is still a big gap with those people, especially the top people in the other three gates, Leng Xiuya once said that he may not be able to win when he fights, as Leng Xiuya's sister, Leng Yan is undoubtedly the most aware of the weight in these words.

Therefore, being able to have a medium-level spiritual weapon is enough to show that Wei Qianmi is far from being as simple as it seems, and the elementary-level and mortal-level magic weapons can be exchanged for spirit coins, but the medium-level magic weapons of the spirit level cannot be exchanged with spirit coins!

"Hehe, how can I not be excited, as long as I break into the top five, Elder Xiang of the main hall will accept me as a closed disciple, when the time comes, hum...... I'm developed, I've been cultivating for a while, and when I see your brother, I dare to kick my nose and drink, and ordinary disciples even knead if they want to, that awesome look, it's very refreshing to think about it......"

Wei Qianmi grinned very tastelessly, his face trembled uncontrollably, this guy has already begun to fantasize now, he said happily, but Leng Yan's face darkened when he heard it, and this fat man didn't have a few good words when he opened his mouth.

However, how lucky is this guy to become a closed disciple of the main hall elder!?

Xue Ling was also shocked, he didn't expect the fat man to have this opportunity, the closed disciples of the elders, that is something that countless disciples of the Wuzhen Sect are eagerly looking forward to, but there are three thousand disciples of the Wuzhen Sect, but there are not many elders, and there are only ten who are really famous and powerful, and they are called the top ten elders, and Elder Xiang of the main hall belongs to one of them.

No wonder this fat man laughed so loudly, his mouth cracked so much that he almost split his head in half, there was a reason.

Xue Ling nodded, he would come to his senses, but to him, the elder's closed disciple was nothing, he had to know that he was a disciple of the Jade Void Zhenren, if that kind of identity was revealed, Wei Qianmi might immediately tear himself apart with red eyes and eat it, and then disguise himself as a fat Xue Ling.

"Damn, it was okay last year, but it was blown up in the back, I'm so angry!"

Wei Qianmi thought of last year again, and couldn't help but burst into foul language, Leng Yan's brows furrowed slightly when he heard it, and Xue Ling also shook his head, when he was mortal, he thought that monks were the kind of people with fairy spirits, elegant temperament, and good looks, but this fat man subverted his understanding.

Monk, it's not as perfect as it seems.

The ideal is beautiful, the reality is cruel, Xue Ling couldn't help but sigh, and immediately raised his eyebrows, I wiped, while he was relaxed, the fat man worked hard to absorb the aura, and the original abundant aura in this cave has faded to the point that only wisps of white gas are left floating.

"Fatty, you ......"

Xue Ling gritted his teeth, but didn't say anything more, his mind sank, and he controlled the spirit storage card to absorb the aura.

......

Coming out of the acupoint of aura, walking between the peaks, the three of them were very relaxed, especially Wei Qianmi smiled very brightly, now he ranked in the top five and was absolutely nine out of ten, he turned his head and glanced at Leng Yan and Xue Ling, and was amazed, and said: "Okay this time, according to this view, you are likely to enter the top ten, Niu, two eight-leaf Yunlian realms have entered the top ten, which is unique for so many years, how can you two thank me?!"

After a bunch of nonsense, the fat man's last sentence was the finishing touch.

"Please sit down for a moment. ”

Xue Ling pursed his lips and said angrily, he and Leng Yan have also made a lot of efforts in the past three days, but it is really the fat man's information that has played a big role, and he was originally a little grateful in his heart, but listening to Wei Qianmi's words, the gratitude he wanted to say was instantly empty, not so naked.

As for Leng Yan, don't be grateful, but you have to say a few kind words to Senior Brother Leng, so that he can take care of me in the future, after all, as the manager of the East Gate, he is still very reliable. ”

Wei Qianmi arranged by himself, but Xue Ling and Leng Yan were speechless, and immediately took a step and left first.

"Hey, wait......"

After Wei Qianmi finished speaking, he raised his head and was about to ask how it was? When he saw that I was wiping, everyone was gone, leaving two backs in the distance, and he immediately slapped his buttocks and howled and followed.

At this time, most of the day had passed, and the three of them rushed back without hurrying, running for three days, and it came to an end.

They traveled all the way, met the fierce beast and cleaned it up by the way, and on the way they also met some people who wanted to snatch the aura value, when they saw Xue Ling, their eyes were shining like hungry wolves, and they were about to make a move, but they saw Wei Qianmi and Leng Yan on the side, and immediately wandered.

Many monks knew each other.

But there are also some monks who don't care so much, they just do it, and rob Xue Ling, but there is no accident, stealing chickens and rice.

"Damn, why didn't anyone come to rob me, boy, you made it again, there are seven or eight waves of people who have been robbed by you along the way, a big harvest, no, no, I have lost a lot of money along the way, let someone give it to me next time, let me gain a little." ”

Wei Qianmi looked at Xue Ling with a look of grievance, why didn't anyone come to rob him, could it be that he was too handsome and mighty, or Xue Ling was too garbage? Thinking about it, Wei Qianmi was complacent, it seemed that there were two reasons. As everyone knows, the monks know that he is obscene and greedy for money, but his strength is fierce, and he dares to make up his mind.

"You're already full, and you're not satisfied. ”

Xue Ling rolled his eyes, this guy looked resentful like a little daughter-in-law at the moment, and it seemed that Xue Ling had the urge to kick someone.

"Well, the next wave of them will do it first, so I'll give it to you. ”

Xue Ling said, but not long after saying this, Wei Qianmi was stunned, straightened his chest and shrank the figure that stepped out, and retreated to Xue Ling and Leng Yan, and then the little eyes flashed, and at the same time muttered: "Sure enough, what should come is always coming, knowing that there will be this result, but going back with you, it is a mistake, a mistake......

Xue Ling didn't care about Wei Qianmi's muttering, at this moment, his gaze was projected straight forward, falling in the shadow under the shade of the tree, looking at the figure in the shadow, his face, the solemn color, about to come out.

In front of him, there were only three figures, one of which Xue Ling knew, Mu Yao, and the other two men had never met.

"Brother, he's the Xue Ling I said?!"

Mu Yao looked at Xue Ling, his eyes were very fierce, but then he grinned, the smile was like a cat playing with a mouse, with a strong mockery and banter, and then he turned around and said to the man who was sitting in the shade of the tree, leaning against the trunk of the tree.

is as unruly as a tree, fierce and fierce, but when facing this man, he is respectful and respectful.

In the Wuzhen School, in addition to the elders of the sect and the disciples of the same sect, the person who makes Mu Yao respect the most is the man in front of him, and he himself knows that although the person in front of him is not the strongest now, he will definitely be the strongest in the near future, because he is his elder brother!

Kigi!

Even if others were stronger than him, Mu Yao would never be so respectful, because he firmly believed that one day, everyone would be trampled under the feet of the man in front of him.

It can be said that Mu Di is Mu Yao's spiritual pillar and the strongest person in his heart.

After Mu Yao's words fell, it seemed that all eyes were involuntarily focused on the man leaning under the shade of the tree, he was tall, the sectarian clothes were worn on him, and there was a special heroic aura emanating from it, and a light breeze was sent from the forest, blowing the long hair that was scattered at will, and the two strands of hair flew lightly, setting off the appearance more handsome, and he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was listening to the whispers of the mountains and blending into nature.

This man was quite handsome, and at first glance, he felt as if he was in good tune with the cultivator outlined in his mind, but his slightly pale face and thin lips as thin as a blade showed a ruthlessness and ruthlessness.

Xue Ling looked at the man named Mu Di, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't speak.

The atmosphere here is extremely quiet, and the silence is a little eerily quiet.

Finally, the eyelashes of the man leaning against the trunk of the tree trembled slightly, and then his eyes slowly opened, as if unintentionally, a terrifying light swept by, but disappeared in a flash.

Under the gaze of everyone, Mu Di stood up straight, his eyes swept over the three people opposite, and finally his gaze stopped on Xue Ling, but his face was full of smiles.

"You're Xue Ling?!"

The faint voice seemed peaceful, but with an unknown coldness.

Looking at those eyes, Xue Ling's body tightened violently, his palm tightened the cold but thick body of the Heavenly Thunder Battle Halberd, and he took a light breath, but in those eyes, it was solemn and slowly retreated, and then a supreme light erupted, he took a step and responded lightly.

Two words, crisp, neat, with an unparalleled edge!

"Exactly!"