Chapter 498: Testing the Bottom Line
In the blink of an eye, it was already dark and misty, and after a long day of flying, it was time to set up camp and rest.
It's not okay if you don't rest, Mi Zhong continues to perform the Blue Eye Technique, and the Yuan Shen is very consumed, and he has to rest for five or six hours if he insists on eight or nine hours at most.
When he was camping and resting, he saw the sophistication of Zhao Quan's team. Not only are the camps set up in horns with each other, but the four Jindan cultivators each guard one direction, and the three foundation cultivators are in the center.
If there is a sneak attack, with the strong combat power of the four Jindan cultivators, they will not be wiped out in a single face, which greatly increases the possibility of survival of the three foundation building cultivators.
What? How can there be four Jindan cultivators?
Qin Moran, don't be kidding, you, a character who kills Jindan cultivators like picking up grass and mustard, although your cultivation is the eighth level of foundation building, but your real strength is equivalent to the middle stage of Jindan.
If you don't go to guard a position, will you let Nong Qi or Xiangsong go? People call you uncle, are you so embarrassed?
was ridiculed by Zhao Quanlian, and Qin Moran could only stubbornly defend one direction.
Of course, Zhao Quan was not without the intention of taking care of the low-level cultivators, and arranged Qin Moran to guard at the rear of the team.
According to Zhao Quan's statement, we came all the way, and there was no trace of the enemy, and the area in front and on the left and right wings may be more dangerous, but you, who are guarding the rear, are very safe.
Is it really safe for the queen to be safe? Qin Moran didn't think so.
Your flying spirit boat flew so fast and unscrupulous, many weak demon beasts or cultivators naturally retreated. If you really have that self-confessed unambiguous follow-up chase, can that strength be worse?And Qin Moran's cultivation of the eighth level of foundation building is definitely the first target of the sneak attacker. Soft persimmons, who doesn't pinch them?
In this way, the queen of the palace is the most dangerous position. However, even with the whole team acting, Qin Moran could not expose the secret of Mochizuki's purpose, but he did not dare to sweep indiscriminately with his divine thoughts in the dark night. While probing the enemy, he also revealed his own position, if this attracted the enemy, wouldn't it be a deliberate attempt to cause trouble for the team?
Sure enough, Zhao Quan warned everyone very solemnly: "Everyone, walk in the misty swamp and do as little as possible to kill the enemy." Let's wait for the group to camp here, except for our four elders who are on duty at night, they can use the power of divine thoughts slightly, but they must control the size of the power of divine thoughts, and only need to visit a radius of five hundred meters at most, so as not to attract the attention of others. Xiang Song, Nong Hu, Mi Zhong, you and the other three don't use Divine Mind Detection. Qin Moran's cultivation is lower, when on duty, you can use your maximum power to detect, but you must be secretive. ”
If someone Qin opens the Heavenly Eye Technique with all his strength, the three-thousand-meter range will be in his eyes, and he will only be stronger than you Zhao Quan. Qin Mo sneered secretly, is it true that Qin is a cultivator of the eighth level of foundation building, and the power of the primordial god is also the eighth level of foundation building?
Everyone got Zhao Quan's arrangement, and there was no objection, they immediately scattered and separated, each taking out a defensive formation or a tent and other things to build, Qin Moran was no exception, took out a simple tent and set it up in three or two, and then set up a reclining chair, and then took out a pot of Baixian Brew, and was about to lie down and drink alone.
I saw Zhao Quan walking over slowly, his eyes swept over Qin Moran's tent, and he was slightly surprised: "This tent is quite ingenious, this fabric, this support frame are very peculiar, Zhao has never seen it." I don't know where Senior Brother Qin got such a strange thing. ”
Of course, the design idea of this thing comes from the earth civilization, and of course you have never seen this turtle. Qin Moran frowned, this Zhao Quan has been investigating himself again and again today, first grabbing his own hundred swords and golden swords to take a closer look, but this time he has inquired about the origin of the tent without a trace.
As a cultivator of the eighth level of Jindan, doesn't this guy know that he can probe into other people's secrets at will, which is particularly annoying?
Qin Moran smiled and said: "This thing is just a mundane thing occasionally sold in the mundane world, except for shelter from the wind and rain, there is no other use, Senior Brother Zhao asked what it does, it is not a waste of effort."
"Oh, vulgar things. Hehe!" Zhao Quan laughed, but no matter how he looked at that smile, he didn't have any good thoughts: "Senior Brother Qin, I will discuss something with you." ”
"What's the matter?" Qin Moran suddenly became vigilant, and still asked indifferently.
Zhao Quan rubbed his hands, groaned slightly, and then said: "Well, Zhao has always liked curious and ingenious things. Looking at the exquisiteness of this tent, I can't help but be greedy, junior brother, you make a price, no matter how many spirit stones, this tent senior brother bought it!"
Almost instantly, Qin Moran understood Zhao Quan's thoughts.
What kind of tent is to buy here, obviously to probe your own mind, to see if you have any fear of him as a leader.
If he was afraid that the other party was a strong man of the eighth level of Jindan, and he reluctantly changed the tent with pain, it would mean that Qin Moran was a timid person, and from now on, Zhao Quan's such requests would not be less. After swallowing the boiled frog and getting used to it, it will be difficult to refuse Zhao Quan in the future.
Seeing this noise, the other cultivators all looked at them curiously. The three foundation building cultivators showed thoughtful expressions, and then each focused on the matter in hand, as if they had not the slightest interest in the affairs of these seniors.
Niu Tiefeng frowned, but Xue Ming smiled: "Senior Brother Qin, Lao Zhao has been walking outside all the year round, and I don't know when he has a habit of collecting strange things. Xue had a strange thing, which was actually a chicken rib thing, which was seen by Senior Brother Zhao before, and he had to buy it with three hundred spirits. This time, I took a fancy to your tent again, haha, the opportunity to slaughter the big head has come, Senior Brother Qin, if you don't have five hundred spirits, we won't sell him. ”
Zhao Quan feigned anger and said: "Xiao Xue, who do you say is the wronged boss? You have itchy skin and owe a beating, right? Believe it or not, I beat you up, a big boy can't come out, can I still buy you a strange thing?"
Xue Ming waved his hand and said: "Lao Zhao, you still haven't changed your unreasonable problem, it's just that, Xue is not your opponent, we think we can't afford to provoke you, don't say anything, okay?"
Seeing Xue Ming's soft move, Niu Tiefeng's brows furrowed even more. However, Niu Tiefeng was on duty for two hours in the first round, and he needed to pay attention to being on duty, so it was inconvenient to be distracted at this time.
Qin Moran's eyes flashed, this Zhao Quan and Xue Ming sang and harmonized, it was clearly to give himself an impression, even Xue Ming, a strong man at the fifth level of Jindan, had to buy Zhao Quan's account, and he had to be beaten at every turn, what did he mean if he was a little guy who was only the eighth level of the foundation, and he was soft?
You two rehearsed this scene, I don't know how long you have been secretly discussing, right?
Qin Moran is not a good-tempered person, this is to see the same door to each other, and also bully himself, not to mention how greasy and crooked he is, thinking that many people's problems are habitual, and since ancient times, there have been endless words in people's hearts, it doesn't matter if there are some habitual problems, if this is endless in the future, it will also be a trouble.
As soon as he thought of this, he made a decision in an instant, and he actually sat on the recliner with his butt in his ass, and he didn't feel that he was sitting, but Zhao Quan was standing awkwardly.
Qin Moran crossed Erlang's legs and took a sip of Hundred Immortal Brew, only then did he stare at Zhao Quan with big eyes, and when he saw that the other party's heart was furious, and when his eyebrows were about to attack, Qin Moran suddenly sighed and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, have you ever had an unforgettable love?"
Qin Insan's strange words were highlighted, Zhao Quan was stunned, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Senior brother, I am five hundred and twenty-three years old, and I have long looked down on the prosperity of the world, and the unforgettable love in the past has long passed away with the wind. It's you Qin Indifferent, you're not very old, it's the time of the wind and snow, it's enviable, it's a sigh!"
Qin Moran replied and asked, "Senior Brother Zhao, do you have a lingering shadow in your heart?"
Qin Moran was originally nonsense, but for some reason, when he said the lingering shadow in his heart, a red shadow unexpectedly flashed in his heart, and the face of Yu Chenshuang appeared very clearly in his heart.
"Lingering shadows?" Zhao Quan muttered to himself, and Xue Ming and the others also showed thoughtful expressions. A group of seven people fell silent at the same time, all thinking in their hearts who was that lingering shadow.
After all, he is a cultivator of the eighth level of Jindan, and his concentration is good, after being slightly stunned, Zhao Quan's voice gradually rose, revealing an impatient look: "My generation of cultivators, since you should abandon the seven emotions and six desires, what love, what kind of shadow, sooner or later it will be dry bones in the grave, Senior Brother Qin, you are talking about him left and right, is it interesting? This tent, whether you sell it or not, give a happy word!"
Qin indifferently glared at Zhao Quan again, and then said nonsense: "The sky under this tent is the place where Qin and her are used to staying, and now that the Yiren have gone, there is such a thing to remember left, Senior Brother Zhao, if it were you, would you be willing to sell this tent?"
Hearing this, Zhao Quan's expression froze, shook his head and said: "This tent originally had such a saying, and if it were Zhao, it would naturally not be sold." If you don't sell it, don't sell it. Senior Brother Qin, this recliner is good, then sell this recliner to Zhao, it's slightly better than nothing!"
Qin looked at Zhao Quan indifferently and strangely and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, under this tent, at most a recliner will be placed, you say, when the Yiren meet, who will lie on this recliner?"
Zhao Quan was stunned for a moment, and a rough breath erupted from his nose: "No wonder Senior Brother Qin hurriedly released the reclining chair, it turns out that this chair has the breath of his sweetheart! Standing here for a long time, you Zi'er has a mouthful of Baixian Brew, and Zi'er has a mouthful of Baixian Brew, and the old Zhao is greedy, hurry up, bring three or five bottles of Baixian Brew, and give Zhao a hangover cure!"
Southeast, northwest, bastard, good old shameless, Zhao Quan has to force Qin to recognize the bear, if you want wine, you will give you wine?
Qin Moran was furious in his heart, but he squeezed out a cheap smile again: "Senior Brother Zhao, you see that this is really unfortunate, this is already the last pot of Baixian Brew, if you don't dislike it, this half pot of residual wine, just take it!"
Niu Tiefeng had been staring at the misty distance, and when he heard Qin Indifferent's words, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a different color in the depths of his eyes.