"Hey, Brother Ye, why are you here too!" A somewhat familiar and lowly male monk's voice sounded in surprise in the corner of the wooden palace hall.

Ye Qin suddenly heard someone calling him, and couldn't help but look towards the corner where the voice came from. It turned out that in the corner of the hall of the Wooden Palace, there was actually a foundation building monk squatting, who was the third floor of the foundation building, which was a little higher than Ye Qin's strength.

Looking at the entire hall, Ye Qin and this person belonged to the low-level cultivation of the foundation building, and the other ten or so male and female foundation building monks were all middle-level and high-level strength, and most of these monks occupied the middle of the wooden palace hall.

"Brother Han, you're here too?!"

When Ye Qin saw this monk's face, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, feeling surprised. It turned out that Han Xu had also arrived at this wooden palace and was squatting in the corner, but the location was too hidden, and he barely noticed it when he came in just now.

Han Xu said with a smile: "I have been through it several times over the years, and I am familiar with the road. However, at most, you can go to the hall of this wooden palace every time. The earth palace in the next palace is absolutely impossible to break through. For a low-level foundation building monk like us, it was already a fluke to be able to reach the end of the Wooden Palace. Even if they were high-level cultivators, very few people could break into the end of the earth palace. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly stared at Ye Qin with extremely strange eyes, "Brother Ye seems to be coming to the labyrinth for the first time, how can he also come to this wooden palace hall?"

Ye Qin smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, most of it depends on luck." ”

Han Xu was suspicious, but he didn't say anything, he didn't believe in any luck, now he can stand in this hall, it is impossible without strength.

Ye Qin glanced at the willow wood spirit in the hall and asked, "Brother Han knows what the golden gourd on that spirit is?"

Han Xu looked at the willow wood spirit and said enviously: "I don't know, but it looks like at least it is a magic weapon, maybe it's a better thing." Get the gourd, and the capital of this trip to the maze will come back. But this thing definitely doesn't have our share. Based on my experience, these high-level monks will definitely fight for that gourd, and it is easy for low-level monks like us to be affected, so it is better to be careful. ”

Ye Qin couldn't help but nod secretly, this corner occupied by Han Xu was easy to hide, and it was not easy to be affected by those high-level foundation building cultivators. He also hid in the corner quietly, touched the enchantment talisman attached to his chest, and the enchantment talisman was sending out a faint protective shield, enveloping his whole person, and asked, "Brother Han, if the enchantment talisman is broken, where will the person be teleported?"

Han Xu laughed and said, "Brother Ye, are you worried that this enchantment talisman will be useless?" This is a special teleportation talisman for the maze of the Immortal Yuan Palace, as long as the aperture is broken and the enchantment talisman is shattered, the person will be teleported out in an instant, and it will randomly appear within hundreds of miles of Xianyuan City, it is possible anywhere. No one knows exactly where it will be.

With this enchantment charm on your body, you are absolutely safe in the labyrinth. But it's hard to say when you get out of the labyrinth. I only know that in the last hundreds of years, there has not been a death of an immortal cultivator in the labyrinth. ”

Ye Qin asked curiously, "Brother Han has entered the Earth Palace a few times, do you know the situation in the Earth Palace?"

Han Xu was very talkative and said with a smile: "I've only been in once, and now I'm touching the situation." Now my cultivation is still too low, and when I reach the middle level of foundation building, I may have a chance to break through the earth palace. ”

The two chatted about the topic without saying a word.

The last half hour passed little by little, and the wooden palace would soon close automatically. The foundation building monks who had the strength to come to the end of this wooden palace had basically arrived, and there were sixteen or seventeen people in total.

Originally, they were waiting for others to strike first, but they gradually couldn't sit still.

The giant wood spirit in the hall is "entrenched" on the teleportation array. If they couldn't get rid of the giant willow wood in time, or lure it away and enter the earth palace through the teleportation array, all of them would be removed from the labyrinth by the forbidden array when the time came.

Ye Qin shrank in the corner, bored waiting, to see who among the monks present would be the first to hold back. He didn't believe that the monks would not do anything.

At the last moment, the yellow-robed monk surnamed Wei had a gloomy expression and hurriedly entered the hall of the wooden palace. With his cultivation of the seventh layer of the foundation building period, he should not have arrived at the end of the wooden palace so late. But as the so-called busy, mistakes are made. In order to be able to block Ye Qin at the end of the Wooden Palace, he was too anxious to rush to the hall of the Wooden Palace, but halfway through, he was entangled and surrounded by a group of willow wood spirits, delayed a lot of time, and took a lot of effort to get rid of those willow wood essences, and rushed to the end of the wooden palace at the last moment.

The yellow-robed monk's expression was rather depressed.

In his mind, the kid who took away the unquenchable fire was either killed by the willow wood spirit in the wooden palace, or he had already arrived at the end of the wooden palace and entered the earth palace, and the chance of him stopping it was not great.

The yellow-robed monk entered the hall of the wooden palace, and was stunned to find that there was actually a large group of monks here, he swept towards the more than ten monks in the hall without giving up, and saw that Ye Qin was in a corner, and an unexpected surprise flashed in his eyes: That kid is actually here. However, the fleeting joy disappeared immediately, and was replaced by a calm and indifferent expression.

The yellow-robed monk tried not to alarm the other monks present, and whispered to Ye Qin, "This little brother, how about we have a discussion?"

Ye Qin had already noticed that a monk had entered the hall, and he looked at the person vigilantly, and found that it was a yellow-robed monk, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart. If this is not the maze of the Immortal Yuan Palace, and there are no ancient forbidden arrays and enchantment talismans in the maze, he can't really hand over the fire honestly, so as not to provoke the fire. But now.

Ye Qin thought for a moment, passed over quietly, and whispered, "What discussion?"

"That fire doesn't do much for a low-ranking monk like you. Why don't you sell that fire to the old man, and the old man will buy it at a high price for 3,000 spirit stones, and give you two good low-level magic weapons, how about it?"

"I wonder what you want to do with this fire?"

Hearing Ye Qin's tone, the yellow-robed monk seemed to have room for negotiation, a friendly smile hung on the corner of his shriveled mouth, and he whispered in a sincere tone as much as possible: "This fire actually has no effect, otherwise the real people of Cantonese will not casually throw it in this labyrinth." I bought this fire to see how it was formed. ”

Ye Qin sneered in his heart, who are you fooling? Ancient monk Guangyu Zhenren, that is a Yuan Infant Monk, he is very interested in this fire, this fire will have no effect?

In the past six months, he has spent a lot of time reading the biographies of various immortal cultivators. Like the Purple Sword Zhenren (Purple Sword Divine Monarch), Guangyu Zhenren, etc., they are all one of the eight famous scattered cultivators in the history of Lingwu Immortal Yuan City, and he also knows some of their deeds.

Even if these ancient monks didn't look down on this fire, it didn't mean that the monks in the foundation building period didn't look down on this fire either.

When he saw the fire, he was very interested.

Ye Qin didn't blink his eyes, and directly refused: "No sincerity, don't sell!"

When the yellow-robed monk heard this, the green tendons on his forehead suddenly burst out, and he almost couldn't help but slash at the sword, and cut Ye Qin into eight pieces before he was willing. It was really unbearable for a monk who had built a foundation to refute his face as the deputy hall master of Xianyuan City like this.

But he understood better that in this maze of the Immortal Yuan Palace, he had nothing to do with Ye Qin, and it was impossible for him to threaten Ye Qin's surname. As long as he broke the aura formed by the enchantment talisman on Ye Qin's body, Ye Qin would not die, but would be moved out of the labyrinth forbidden array in an instant.

So he had no other way than to bargain, induce him to make a profit, and make a deal. On the contrary, before negotiating a deal with Ye Qin, he, the deputy hall master, still extremely did not want Ye Qin to leave the labyrinth.

Once Ye Qin left, he didn't know where to go to find Ye Qin's whereabouts. This immortal city is full of people, it is a place where the major immortal cultivation sects and immortal cultivation families of Lingwu come and go, and there are many immortal cultivators, and there is no way to check. In particular, monks above the foundation period could not trace their whereabouts.

The yellow-robed monk saw that the wooden palace was about to close, and all the monks were about to move, he was a little anxious, and he transmitted the voice again, and said sharply: "Boy, don't toast and don't eat and drink." This thing really doesn't do anything to you, and it's a pure waste to stay on you, or if you make an offer, I'll consider it at my discretion?"

In the hall, there were several high-level monks who built the foundation, and looked at the yellow-robed monk suspiciously.

The mana fluctuations caused by the secret voice transmission were easily detected by some monks with strong divine sense. This wooden palace hall is only a little bigger, and the secret words and conversations between the yellow-robed monk and Ye Qin can naturally be detected by some high-level monks who build the foundation.

However, the cultivation strength of the seventh layer of the yellow-robed monk was also very high, and they could vaguely hear one or two of the words at most, and they couldn't know what the yellow-robed monk and Ye Qin were talking about.

Ye Qin sneered, "If this thing really doesn't work for me, I might even consider selling it to you." But if you refuse to say what it is for, then there is no need to talk about it, and after I return to the master's school, I will naturally slowly investigate its function. ”

The yellow-robed monk hesitated, Ye Qin returned to the master's door, he didn't dare to track it down even if he had ten guts, gritted his teeth, and whispered: "Okay, this fire can gather fire spirit qi to form a small area of dense fire spirit area, and the fire spirit root monk can speed up his cultivation a little bit with this fire." This fire has the best effect on the single line of fire spirit roots, and miscellaneous spirit roots like you have no effect, and it is useless to use them. You can make a price casually, and we will immediately trade one high-level magic weapon and three middle-level magic weapons on my body for you, so it's all right. ”

As soon as the yellow-robed monk's words fell, there was a sudden change in the hall of the wooden palace.

Boom!

The hall of the wooden palace shook violently, and the light in the passage gradually dimmed. This is a precursor to the imminent closure of the wooden palace, and once it is closed, everyone will be automatically moved out of the labyrinth.

A black figure couldn't hold it back, and rushed towards the giant willow wood spirit, trying to grab the golden gourd.

"Kill!"

Someone struck first, and the wooden palace suddenly fell into chaos. More than a dozen powerful magic weapons of swords, knives, and staff flew up almost at the same time, and all kinds of mid-level spells smashed wildly, the light was dazzling, and the strong wind raged wildly in the hall, rushing towards the black-clothed monk, trying to stop him from snatching the golden gourd.

A black-clothed monk on the eighth floor of the foundation avoided the attack of the willow wood spirit, snatched the golden gourd in his hand, and after seeing the item clearly, he couldn't help but exclaim. Before the monk could escape, he was hit by more than a dozen magic weapons at the same time, and before he could "die", he let out an unwilling cry of sorrow, "My treasure gourd!" and then disappeared.

Of course, he was not really dead, but was teleported out of the labyrinth by the ancient forbidden array in the labyrinth.

The most unfortunate thing was that the treasure gourd was not taken away by him, but was knocked out of his hand by a magic weapon and fell to the ground.

If the more than a dozen mid-level and high-level monks in the foundation building period present were snatched away by a monk who had built the eighth layer of the foundation building, it would be a joke, and it would make people feel embarrassed.

Treasure gourd!

The more than ten foundation monks in the hall all heard the unwilling cry of the black-clothed monk before he died. His eyes couldn't help but become fanatical, staring at the golden gourd on the ground.

If you know the names of the eight ancient scattered cultivators in Xianyuan City, then you must have heard the name of Jubao Zhenren. Jubao Zhenren loves money all his life, and is obsessed with collecting all kinds of spiritual objects, especially spiritual stones, and is the richest of the eight major scattered cultivators.

And this treasure gourd is a wonderful top-level magic weapon that Jubao Zhenren has spent a lot of effort to refine by himself.

In fact, this treasure gourd has only one function: throw a mortal stone into the gourd, and this gourd will automatically absorb the aura of heaven and earth, gather in the mortal stones in the gourd, and a low-grade spirit stone can be born every day. If you don't take out this low-grade spirit stone, it will become a medium-grade spirit stone after a hundred days, and even a high-grade spirit stone after ten thousand days.

This is a top-level magic weapon, and it is indeed a very speechless top-level magic weapon, and only a person like Jubao Zhenren who is extremely fond of spirit stones will make such a top-level magic weapon specially used for gathering wealth.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this magic weapon is a bit chicken.

One lower grade spirit stone a day, only thirty yuan a month, may be a lot of wealth for a Qi cultivation period cultivator. But for the Jindan monks, it was just a little pocket money. And the monks above the age of the Yuan Dynasty don't look down on this amount of money at all, so it is not an exaggeration to call it chicken ribs.

Jubao Zhenren spent decades of cost, and even went to the place where Tianqiongyuan was rich in high-grade gourds, picked one of the best golden vine gourds, and carefully crafted such a treasure gourd, and the cost alone was not known to be huge. But in the end, the treasure gourd was not satisfactory, and it didn't feel like it.

This treasure gourd was just made of such a one, and was later thrown into the maze of the Immortal Yuan Hall by the real treasure person.

Of course, this treasure gourd still has some effect on the monks in the foundation building period. Keeping it with you automatically makes money, which is also a big temptation for many monks in the foundation building period.

In the hall of this wooden palace, there will inevitably be a bloody battle.

Boom!

The hall of the wooden palace shook several times again, not only was the passage dim, but even the teleportation array was rapidly losing its luster.

Now that he was the last bald head, no monk would leave his hand behind, and all of them were frantically snatching the treasure gourd, trying to snatch the golden gourd before the wooden palace was closed. Even Ye Qin and Han Xu, who had been cowering in the corner, couldn't help but rush out, wanting to see if they had this shit luck and picked up a bargain.

(To be continued)