Chapter Forty-Seven: Good Luck Will Run Out (Ask for Collections and Tickets, Second Update)
Zi Lianmang's surname smiled and didn't say anything, and he naturally had no opinion on the benefits that he had obtained without much effort.
Shavi rushed to Bing Xuan's body in a few arrows, and pulled down the storage bag on his waist, feeling it slightly. 'It's okay, it's just a general seal. Then he pointed at it, and a white light hit the seal, pinched the corner of the bottom of the bag, and shook it down a few times. With a chaotic noise, a small pile appeared under the feet of the two, and all kinds of things spread on the ground. The gold and silver are dazzling.
"Well, this little rabbit cub, stepping on the cultivation avenue and still being so greedy for red dust, it really deserves to be beaten!" Among the pile of things that fell out of the ground, gold, silver, jade, agate pearls were dazzling, and most of them were worldly things. Shavi's withered hands tugged at each other, revealing a few hedras of different sizes and colors and a few things of strange shapes.
"This kid is not poor, what do you say?" Sha Wei nodded with a sigh of relief, and the strong man surnamed Mang only smiled back. Among the gold and silver objects, one pale yellow and crystalline crystal was the size of an egg, followed by two golden crystals, two pale green and two red crystals the size of a sugar lump. There was also a small sword with a cold light shimmering, a triangular shield, and a few sigils.
"One earth attribute spar and two metallic spars. β
"Two wood attribute and two fire attribute spars, two primary spirit weapons, and six talisman seals"
Sha Wei rolled his triangular eyes and said to the strong man surnamed Mang:
"Mang Daoyou, the earth attribute spar is the most suitable for me, and Daoyou cultivates the metallic technique, right?"
"Sha Daoyou's discerning eyes!"
"Then this piece of earth attribute spirit stone sand will be laughed, and the two pieces of metal will be sent to Daoyou, and the other two of us will divide it equally, as for the talisman seal and these tattered mortals, let's bury this kid." It seems that the colleagues of the North Underworld are much richer than us, and they will have to make more money in the future, hahahahaha!!"
"It's exactly what Mang wants!" the strong man surnamed Mang hugged his fists. Then the two of them happily divided the 'stolen goods', Ge Yun turned a blind eye to this, and the vitality above his head stirred, as if the healing had entered the final stage.
"Then I'll send this kid on the road!" The strong man surnamed Mang's voice was cold, and he raised a big stick and stabbed it hard at Bingxuan's eyebrows. The iron rod was less than a foot away from the center of Bing Xuan's eyebrows, and a strange situation happened, the iron rod was like being held by someone, and it was difficult to poke it again.
"Uh-yes, what a fucking evil sect!" The strong man surnamed Mang's eyes widened with a look of surprise, and Shavi on the side also found the abnormality and was very surprised. At the same time, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky above the heads of several people, several clouds rolled, and the rumbling sound poured into their ears and continued endlessly. Ge Yun stood up suddenly, and even Bing Xuan, who had fainted out of breath, opened his eyes and looked at this strange celestial phenomenon blankly.
As soon as the thunder stopped, a buzzing whisper came into the ears of the four people at the same time, and several people were startled at first, and then everyone's expressions showed a colorful state, and about a quarter of an hour later, the four of them looked respectful and respectful, and they all bowed down solemnly towards a certain high altitude.
Dongchuan Zhongzhou
Jiuhua City
The majestic royal palace is like a giant looking down on all living beings under his feet, the majestic momentum has been shrouded in Zhongzhou for more than ten years, and the invisible coercion is firmly rooted in the hearts of the people, and now the master of all this is standing on a nine-storey corner tower in the center of the imperial city, he should be arrogant at the moment, but he is worried at the moment, with an anxious look. The burly figure was draped in a golden dragon robe and looked into the distance, but his mind moved to another place.
A few years ago, he was able to command an army of more than 100,000 people to quell the invasion of the rebels in southern Xinjiang, and the people cheered and worshipped everywhere he went, and the more calm and low-key he was, the more his prestige soared, comparable to me, the lord of the throne, isn't it the best candidate to continue the king of a hundred generations, but now he βββ ............ alas." The big hand that grabbed the railing tightened tighter and tighter.
Since the ancestor promised to go to the Phantom Desert Sand Sea to find out, although the next day's reply finally calmed down his months of fear, new anxieties have sprouted in recent days.
"That little cub really lived up to his expectations, he really found a few 'Que Feng Cao', you see these in my hands are his proud works, now this little cub has embarked on the way home, and you will soon be able to see him........." The rumbling echo still echoed in his heart, but as time passed, months passed, and the secret sentinels all over the Qingchuan Continent had not sent back even a trace of his news.
Phantom desert sand sea and green sea
At the foot of a mountain, beside a small lake with a radius of only a few dozen feet, more than a dozen small beasts lay on the shore in twos and threes, gulping and drinking water. The clear water of the lake ripples with the breeze, and the ripples rise and disperse, and the cycle repeats.
Suddenly, one of them let out a low roar, and then a dozen or so raised their heads at the same time, looking around vigilantly, and in just a moment, one of the roaring little beasts 'Oh' turned around and ran towards the trees on the side of the mountain, and the others also fled in all directions. After a long time, there was a sound of even footsteps on the edge of the col.
A young man walked leisurely, with a water-filled skin in his hand, a long grass in his mouth, and a squeaky whining sound composed of a tune of unknown nationality. He strolled to the lake, turned his head from side to side to look at the fleeing backs of the little beasts, and muttered a few words.
"A bunch of cowards, I'm tired of eating your meat, it's time to search for something new to change your appetiteββγ β
Then he found a place where the water of the lake was clear, filled it with a full skin, drank a few big sips, and felt refreshed.
"It's really cool!" Then he washed his face with lake water, looked up at the void, a handsome face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, heroic and compelling, although the expression was relaxed, a pair of wide ears moved slightly, vigilantly talking and listening to the wind and grass around him, this person was Long Fang.
After a few days of hard work, although the Thunder King had made great progress in the seventh level, and was finally able to summon the secret technique with two breaths, he still couldn't find the way to the eighth level, not even a trace of feeling. This is very different from his own genius self-realization before, is there something wrong? Long Fang secretly muttered to himself for a while, and after a few days of not receiving the goods, he gave up his hard work, abandoned the deep hole, and came out to continue exploring this mysterious world. Maybe it's luck or other reasons in the past few months, I haven't met a fierce beast that has opened my mind, and my originally very vigilant heart has gradually let go.
Carrying the leather bag casually swaying towards the secret shelter, just walked out of the distance of seven or eight feet, suddenly Long Fang's eyebrows raised, his face changed slightly, and his eyes stared at a certain place in the depths of the woods. For a few tall trees shook there, and then there was a noisy sound, and a few birds and finches also scattered in all directions, and the sound was all too familiar to Long Fang, it was only when the forest animals fled for their lives, and this formation was bigger than meeting oneself.
"Is this ............?" Long Fang immediately leaned down and hurried towards the bushes, because the reckless jungle was far more concealed than the grass. But when he was just approaching the edge of the woods, and he was still five or six feet away from doing what he wanted, a figure stepped out of the woods in his eyes, blocking his way, and stared at him without the slightest expression, holding a palm-sized plate in his hand.