Wang Qiu looked back at his master, the White Lotus Daoist, and was silent for a moment and said, "Picked it up?"

The White Lotus Daoist snorted angrily: "It's so easy, why don't I have this good luck." ”

"Really picked it up, don't you still think that I can snatch it from someone......" Wang Qiu glanced at the master, sat down slowly, reached out and grabbed the teapot on the stone table, but he couldn't pour a little water, and looked at the master helplessly: "I'm thirsty!"

"If you're thirsty, get your own water!"

The White Lotus Daoist looked at Wang Qiu, thinking in his heart, what Wang Qiu said was not unreasonable, how could he kill people and seize treasures with his little cultivation, not to mention that although the little guy was secretly abducted from below, if he was allowed to kill, I am afraid it would be a little difficult......

Seeing that the master kept staring at him, Wang Qiu cried bitterly: "It's really picked up, you don't look at the place where this bird doesn't, where are the other monks from......"

The words stopped abruptly, Wang Qiu seemed to think of something, the expression on his face changed slightly, and he suddenly looked at the White Lotus Daoist seriously and said, "Master, I really saw other monks in this Purple Thunder Gorge......

"Oh?"

The White Lotus Daoist raised his eyebrows, and he came to the spirit.

"I've heard the master say before that there are many spiritual treasure herbs in this Purple Thunder Gorge, and if they are collected and swallowed, it will be of great benefit to cultivation. In addition, during this time, I broke through the cultivation of the second grade of the White Lotus, and there was a master's spiritual sense mark in the mist of Purple Thunder Gorge, so I wanted to try my luck, so I quietly entered the mist of Purple Thunder Gorge......"

"Hey, don't say it, I'm really lucky, I actually found the existence of a Stygian Wood Spirit......"

As he spoke, Wang Qiu took out several jade bottles from his arms, opened one of them, and a refreshing fresh fragrance permeated the air......

Later, the disciple discovered the spirit grass again......

The White Lotus Daoist frowned: "Tell the point!"

Wang Qiu snorted and said lazily: "Just as the disciple was collecting the elixir, he suddenly found that there was a whispered voice from someone else in front of him. ”

"You must know that I have been in this Purple Thunder Gorge for such a long time, so I naturally know that in this Purple Thunder Gorge, apart from Shizun and Senior Sister Xiayi, where are there other people ......?"

At this moment, a delicate voice suddenly interrupted Wang Qiu.

"Senior brother is talking nonsense, besides the master and you, isn't there me......"

A wisp of green smoke floated out of the ancient bamboo tube, and Fang Qin pouted. Now her soul is already a thick cyan.

"Don't interrupt!"

Wang Qiu glanced at her and continued: "Those people are dressed extraordinarily, led by a young man, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a graceful demeanor! Behind the man was an old man on crutches and two retinues. ”

"Eh, you say, an old bone, so old, still running around on crutches...... It's really ......."

Shaking his head, speaking of this, Wang Qiu suddenly gasped and exclaimed: "But although the old guy is old, you don't know the master, but the old man is respectful to the man, and seems to call the young man what to call him...... Son...... And that young man, the young man turned out to be the cultivation of the green lotus, and the old guy was even more terrifying, I saw the phantom of the red lotus blooming in the center of his eyebrows, and it turned out to be the cultivation of the red lotus!"

Wang Qiu swallowed his saliva and said with his eyebrows fluttering: "Do you know? Even the two entourages behind him have the cultivation of Qinglian. Where the hell did these people come from......"

Hearing Wang Qiu's words, the White Lotus Daoist frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Sure enough...... It seems that something is going to happen in this Purple Thunder Gorge. The White Lotus Dao muttered silently.

"What's wrong, master?"

The White Lotus Daoist sighed and said, "Like you, I discovered that there were many strangers in and out of this Purple Thunder Gorge during the time before this. Today, I also entered the Purple Thunder Gorge to investigate, and I really found more than one, but several groups of strange monks, and the service and accent of these people are not from Beiling Cliff, they should be outsiders!"

"Misfortune is not a one-way street, in the Purple Thunder Gorge, I met my junior brother Qingye Daoist again...... Fortunately, I am very familiar with Zilei Gorge, and after getting rid of him, I came back quickly, so I took you to hide here. It's not safe down the mountain anymore, not to mention that my junior brother will find them sooner or later, even if it's those strange monks, we don't know their intentions......"

"So, it's safer here......" The White Lotus Daoist said in a condensed voice, "I'm afraid it won't be peaceful in the future." ”

When the White Lotus Daoist finished speaking, Wang Qiu no longer knew where to find the firewood and made tea.

"By the way, you haven't told me where this artifact came from......"

Wang Qiu was holding a pu fan in his hand, driving a teapot to boil water on the fire in front of him, and said nonchalantly: "Didn't I tell you, I picked up the ......?"

The White Lotus Daoist looked at him hesitantly and asked, "Could it be that the few people you said were left behind?"

"Hmm...... Sort of!"

In response, Wang Qiu began to rummage around in the cave.

"What are you looking for......"

"Tea, I don't drink plain water, it has no taste......"

The White Lotus Daoist looked at Wang Qiu, hated that iron could not become steel, gritted his teeth, grabbed an oily paper bag from the burden brought up from the mountain, and threw it over.

"This is my treasured 'fairy grass tea', and now I don't know how long it will last in peacetime, so take it out and brew it." ”

Wang Qiu hurriedly threw away the pu fan, caught the oiled paper bag, and muttered in a small voice: "If you really pick the door, I have never tasted such a good thing......

"Eh, no, no, if it's really like what you said, those few people are still extraordinary in cultivation no matter how they say it, how could they leave behind such an important magic weapon...... You must have something you didn't tell me......"

Faced with the persecution of the White Lotus Daoist, Wang Qiu was also afraid of him, and told the reason for the incident again.

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"Later, those people continued to walk towards the depths of the Purple Thunder Gorge, I was really curious, so I followed to take a look, but as soon as I stepped into the place not far from the last spiritual sense mark of your old man's sign, a demon beast with its body melted into the rock blocked the way. ”

"The demon beast is very fierce, several people entangled with it, one of the attendants sacrificed a flying sword, but was swept by the long tongue of the demon beast, it is estimated that the demon beast threw it at will, and happened to fall not far from where I was hiding, so, I picked it up! Then, and then there was no more, I secretly ran back. Wang Qiu shrugged, grabbed the boiling water, and poured it into the teacup containing the 'fairy grass tea'.

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After listening, the White Lotus Daoist thought even more, and said: "If it is really like what you said, those people are walking towards the depths of the mist of Zilei Gorge, they must be looking for something, and it should be something very important, either a treasure in the world, or some kind of heavenly and earthly treasure elixir or something......

"You must know that there have been so many strange monks in this Purple Thunder Gorge for no reason recently, and all of them are not local clothes...... They must have all come for something deep in the Purple Thunder Gorge. ”

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