"Buckle spirit stones, it's just five spirit stones a month, do you really think that there are few sects?" The middle-aged man glanced at him, his cold gaze turned to the body of the macale beast, and said indifferently, "This one is dragged in and killed, if there is a monster riot in the future, continue to do this, I don't believe that a group of beasts can turn against the sky." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"This ...... It's not very good, according to the rules of the sect......"

"Rules, in the mine, my words are the rules, otherwise, go back to the miscellaneous room inside the door, do you hear clearly?"

"Clear, clear......"

The white-haired old man's heart trembled, and he quickly nodded in response.

Seeing that the other party was carrying the macacust beast to the depths of the mine, the middle-aged man snorted coldly and turned around.

After standing at the entrance of the Yongdao and muttering for a while, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurried towards the exit.

The moment he stepped into the corridor, a sudden change occurred!

A huge figure several feet high suddenly appeared from the stone wall on the top of the mine, and after seeing the figure of the middle-aged man clearly with scarlet eyes, he grinned silently, and then suddenly jumped down with his footsteps!

Snort!

In the mine, there was a faint sound of breaking wind, and the middle-aged man paused, and looked back suspiciously, but he happened to see a furry face smiling at him in his eyes!

Quack!

A crisp sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded, and the middle-aged man didn't even have time to scream, he was cleanly twisted off his neck, his eyes were white, and his muscles were bursting out, and he was already dead.

......

In the silent stone room, Fang Nan put down a cyan jade slip in his hand, and after thinking for a moment, he scratched his head, revealing a little distressed.

In front of him, a white and chubby spirit insect slowly wriggled against the ground, leaving a faint white mark like frost in the place it passed, as crystal clear as its body, and its luster was warm.

It was the frost ancient borer that came out of the corpse of the young man surnamed Wu.

Seeing the insect moving around in front of him, Fang Nan sighed, flicked his fingers, and a cyan aura submerged into the spirit insect's body, and the frost ancient moth turned into a white shadow and landed in the spirit beast bag hanging from Fang Nan's waist.

Retracting his gaze, Fang Nan put the jade slip in his hand on his forehead again, and when the cold touch penetrated his skin, he closed his eyes slightly, and his divine sense swept in.

This jade slip is the introductory insect control book he borrowed from Yun Ji Pavilion, which records the most basic method of insect control, and also briefly introduces some famous strange insects, and the frost borer, as a common spirit worm, is naturally mentioned.

Although Fang Nan's frost ancient borer is relatively special, some basic ways of raising it are the same, especially after the end of the larval stage, the frost ancient borer does not need to suck the essence blood of monks, and like the ordinary frost borer, it only needs to feed on the cold.

And this is exactly where Fang Nan's headache lies now.

When he brought this insect back to the Yuqing Mountain Range before, he didn't care about the cold qi needed by the Frost Ancient Moth, you must know that the Yuqing Sect is a great faction in Jiazhou after all, and the sect has many means to cooperate with the cultivation of single attribute exercises for the convenience of disciples, and it doesn't take much energy for him to spend some spirit stones to rent a set of formations that gather the cold qi of heaven and earth.

But at that time, Hou Fangnan naturally couldn't have expected that in just two days, there would be an invasion of the coastal land by demon beasts, and he was also transferred to this place where birds don't, and even his own cultivation environment couldn't be kept stable, so where could he find a formation for this insect that had just come out of the larval stage.

Through the basic insect control technique learned in this jade slip, Fang Nan had already placed a ban on recognizing the master in this insect before leaving the Yuqing Mountain Range, and after a few days of subtle transformation, the Frost Ancient Moth had become a lot closer to him, but because of the long-term lack of cold nourishment, it gradually showed a weak and powerless state.

And if it continues like this, even if this insect does not die, its foundation will be greatly damaged, and it will only add a lot of difficulties to its advancement in the future.

After searching for a long time in the things recorded in the jade slip, Fang Nan still couldn't find a solution to this problem, so he had to regretfully withdraw his divine sense from the jade slip.

Standing up slowly, Fang Nan estimated the time in his heart a little, at this time, it had been five or six hours since he entered the stone room, and the mana that had been lost had recovered about seventy or eighty percent before, thinking that it should be dawn outside, but he could go out of the cave and walk around the ore vein, so as to familiarize himself with the surrounding terrain.

Just as he was about to push open the stone door, a sound of sword groaning came from outside, and then a loud shout sounded:

"The demon beast is here, all the disciples of the Yuqing Sect, come out of the cave to meet the enemy!"

Fang Nan was startled, he didn't dare to delay the slightest, and hurriedly pushed open the stone door and walked out, just in time to meet more than a dozen other people coming out of other stone rooms, all of them with solemn faces, and after looking at each other, they hurriedly walked along the road towards the entrance of the cave.

The entrance and exit of the mine cave are narrow, and it is inconvenient for everyone to use magic weapons, but under the bonus of the wind control technique, the speed is not slow, and it has only passed through the entire corridor that stretches for several miles.

When they arrived outside the cave, everyone looked up, but they saw a long-haired man with a pale gold face stepping on a red flying sword, standing in the air with a solemn face, and behind him was the Uncle Tian and the thin young man.

"Late Foundation Monk!"

The aura on the long-haired monk's body was not concealed in the slightest, and the mana fluctuations that escaped could be described as extremely powerful, and immediately someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim.

"Ahem, this one is your Senior Uncle Qin, from now on, he has full authority to command the actions of all the disciples in the vein. ”

Seeing that everyone didn't seem to know each other, the embarrassed look on the thin young man's face flashed for a moment, and after coughing lightly, he solemnly introduced.

Fang Nan frowned slightly, but he noticed the meaning behind the scene in front of him. Before his own group of people arrived, the only foundation building monk sent by the Yuqing Sect here was the thin young man surnamed Lan, and there was absolutely no such thing.

In other words, this one was obviously the reinforcement that the sect sent again after the arrival of these people.

"It seems that the position of this place in the entire battle situation should have changed slightly......"

While thinking about it, the long-haired monk had already swept everyone with a sharp gaze, and said lightly: "The old man was sent by the sect to bring more than a dozen disciples under the sect to reinforce here in two hours, and I saw a large number of demon beasts coming in this direction on the way, so I took the first step to inform you of the news." (To be continued.) )