Thanks to Shannee and Kathie for their tips and Jiajia 0617, Yingchen, Slowlyfish, and Qingyin's pink tickets ^-^ I'm going to work overtime until bedtime today, so I shouldn't have time to add more, and I'll add more tomorrow and Friday~~

The divine consciousness was silent for a moment, and the heavy mountain that pressed on the heads of the two of them was also swept away by him in an instant: "What do you mean?" The whole person was a lot more relaxed, and Jia Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Zhenhu looked at Jia Jia suspiciously, but seeing that there was a little smile in her eyes for some time, her heart that had been hanging for a long time gradually relaxed, just to see how she replied.

"The younger generation dared to guess that the predecessor did not have a natal flying sword. As soon as his back was loosened, Jia Jia's whole person was a lot bolder, at least he knew that the monk in front of him was not an unreasonable person, as long as he was reasonable, he would not anger him if he thought about it.

"Oh, why?" It's just a divine sense, Jia Jia is a combination of people who like to hear and hear, sometimes the emotions in the words are not obvious, but the expression on the face has been undoubtedly revealed, but now the other party is just a wisp of divine consciousness, just listening to the voice, it is really difficult to distinguish emotions.

But even so, she still breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down: "Looking at the predecessor's style, I heard that the predecessor said that no one has entered for 100,000 years, and I think that although the predecessor is not an ancient monk, it is more than 100,000 years ago. Until now, there are still many sword cultivators in the cultivation realm who follow the practice of ancient monks and carry their long swords behind their backs to show that they are orthodox sword cultivators. Not to mention 100,000 years ago, at least ninety percent of the monks were like the ancient monks. The younger generation should listen to the tone of the seniors, it should be sword cultivation. However, he didn't see the natal flying sword beside his predecessor. Hide the seven-foot Blue Edge in a storage bag. Isn't it wasted? Is it to guess that the predecessors do not have a natal flying sword?"

"You say that this seat is a sword cultivator but also say that this seat has no natal flying sword, such a contradiction, do you think it makes sense?" the monk asked rhetorically.

Jia Jia pursed her lips and chuckled, but the smile on her face deepened: "The predecessor is a figure who looked down on the world 100,000 years ago, and although the younger generation is not a sword cultivator, he also knows that the highest level of sword cultivation is the unity of the heart and sword, and the sword cultivation with the body." At that level, foreign objects are nothing more than a cloud of smoke and ears. Coincidentally, although the younger generation is not talented, he is fortunate to have seen such a sword cultivation, so he dares to speculate. ”

The wisp of consciousness was silent for a long time, and then he spoke leisurely and continued to ask, "Who?"

Jia Jia bowed his hand: "The master of the younger generation, with the cultivation of the early stage of the body to suppress the monk in the middle of the body, that battle of the younger generation to remember in their hearts, the wonderful point is really the only time the younger generation has seen in their lives, even after 10,000 years, they dare not or forget." ”

"I can't imagine that there are such monks on the land of Shenzhou!" Jia Jia sighed lightly when she heard the wisp of divine consciousness suddenly change her style. seemed to sigh with emotion, "It's that this seat looks down on these juniors." ”

There was a moment of silence. The wisp of divine consciousness said: "Let's go, since I know such a junior, I don't want to miss it." How can I say that this seat is also a senior, so I can't let you wait for this trip in vain. You now swear that you must not leak half a cent of the things here, and if you swear for this, you will not be allowed to advance for the rest of your life. ”

Jia Jia and Lu Di glanced at each other, and without surprise, they saw a trace of curiosity in each other's eyes.

Seeing that the two of them did not act immediately, the man seemed to be a little displeased: "What's the matter? Is it difficult for a senior in this seat to wait? ”

This person is emotionally impermanent, Jia Jia and Ye Zhen just thought about it for a while, he was extremely angry, as if this was a great insult to him, and he really responded to that sentence, but all geniuses often have more arrogance in their bones than ordinary people.

After the two of them made the demon oath, they heard the wisp of divine sense and said, "Take down the storage bag on the waist of this seat and open it." ”

Ye Zhen nodded at Jia Jia, Jia Jia immediately realized that the storage bag had no owner for 100,000 years, and she opened the storage bag with just a little wisp of divine sense, and there were not many things inside: a few bottles of elixir, a few withered spirit plants, Jia Jia's eyes swept over the withered spirit plants, and she was a little regretful: even though they had withered, they could still see that most of these spirit plants belonged to mutated high-grade spirit plants by virtue of their appearance. There are also some miscellaneous materials and some spirit stones, although they are rare, but for the pride of heaven such as Jia Jia and Ye Zhen, it is not unseen, and they are classified and put aside at a cursory glance.

The rest is the main thing: a Xiuzhen Codex, ordinary people's Xiuzhen Codex may not be very useful, but if it is the monk in front of him, it is not at all, Jia Jia deliberately looked at the signature: Rong Zhen. After returning to Kunlun, he must go to the Law Enforcement Hall to check the life of this Rong Zhenren.

A set of inner armor as thin as cicada wings, a pair of combat boots, a collar in acceptable shape, a practice called "Lock Heart Palm" and a miscellaneous book called "Royal Beast Spectrum".

"This seat was closed here, and all the sundries on the body were sold and replaced with spirit stones, and the rest of the things were not idle things. Don't be that junior, make another demon oath, if there is a little lie in the words of Fang Cai, it will make your soul scatter. ”

Jia Jia took a deep breath and swore a demon oath according to his words, and the monk was relieved and said, "Bring the Xiuzhen Codex to your master, don't covet it." Spirit stones, pills, materials, etc. can be taken as much as possible, and the rest of the things can be taken by one. ”

As soon as the words fell, the wisp of divine consciousness became dissatisfied: "Grind and grind, hurry up." ”

Sure enough, the words in the book are all lies, so it is not feasible to hunt for treasures and bargain with the senior monks, Jia Jia only feels that if she and Ye Zhen are a little slower, it will cause strong dissatisfaction with that wisp of divine consciousness.

Jia Jia only glanced at it, then looked at the inner armor, and said to Ye Zhen in a semi-negotiable tone: "Ye Zhen, I want that set of inner armor." ”

The appearance of the inner armor is not good-looking, plain, but this real person named Rong is very arrogant, and he is not ordinary.

Ye Zhen bowed slightly: "It's okay, I'm a physical cultivator, and the inner armor is not important to me." I choose 'Lock'. ”

After receiving the elixir, materials and spirit stones, he solemnly put the Xiuzhen Codex in a gold lacquer ebony box to keep it intact.

When the two of them had only taken these things, they saw that the pile of things in front of them had turned to ashes in an instant. Even if the two of them didn't take it, but seeing that such things turned into ashes in an instant, Jia Jia and Ye Zhen were almost at the same time, and gasped, and their eyes showed regret: "It's a pity!"

"What's the pity?" Unexpectedly, the real person named Rong Zhen snorted disdainfully, "Isn't the rest not what you two don't want?

"That being said, it's a rare magic weapon in the end, and I can't get it, and it's good to be with others. Jia Jia replied.

"Do you really think so?" the clinker monk snorted softly, as if disdainful, "Do you think that the things in this seat are the cheap cabbage? Anyone can get it?

Listening to his capricious temperament and maverick way of doing things, Jia Jia and Ye Zhen can be said to be plain compared to him, and there is nothing special about it.

"Let's go, let's go, with the current cultivation of the two of you, I'm afraid that the small objects used for decoration in this cave won't be able to enter the eyes of the two of you. The divine consciousness urged unceremoniously.

But despite this, Jia Jia and Ye Zhen still arched their hands, and they were about to leave with all the courtesy, but they saw a flash of green light at the entrance of the cave, not only the two of them, but also the wisp of divine consciousness and shouted in surprise: "The ban has been broken!"

But then the wisp of divine sense snorted coldly: "What if it's broken, those people are unlucky, and they actually let the two of you pick up the cheap." The two of you are dealing with it, this seat is tired!"

As soon as the words fell, the skin of the seated monk in front of him opened like a burst of porcelain: "If you don't bring it in life, if you don't bring it in death, why do you leave this broken skin bag?"

As he spoke, the body of the monk who had been sitting in front of him for more than 100,000 years instantly disappeared, leaving only a wisp of white smoke. The monk had an odd temper and acted on his own nature, even when confronted with his own body, and was ruthless in destroying it.

Ye Zhen sighed lightly: "This senior has a bit of true temperament. ”

Jia Jia nodded in response: "And although he is moody, he can talk to the two of us, and he is the one who firmly occupies the initiative from beginning to end. ”

The two monks who entered through the hole at the entrance of the cave looked at Jia Jia and Ye Zhen, and the four of them spoke out almost at the same time: "It's you!"

With this sound, there were also Jia Jia's magic weapons and the iron fists of the three people at the same time. Three physical cultivators, one true cultivator, and four mid-infant cultivators actually started to work in this square inch of cave mansion.

It was only at this time that Jia Jia admired the monk's foresight in her heart: once the prohibition was broken, it was almost inevitable that the cave would become a battlefield.

Jia Jia fought and retreated, with her light body, she shot quickly and attacked unprepared, and frowned without a scar on her face, feeling a little difficult.

"You two are opportunistic, let my brothers run this trip for nothing, and those who see it have a share, and they should be half of them. "The scar smashed towards Jia Jia, slow at first, and then it became faster and faster, the speed and strength between this punch, this person can be completely controlled, Jia Jia condensed his heart, knowing that this person is probably not a good type.

Turning around to dodge, she roughly swept her eyes around the cave, Jia Jia turned over and jumped, the silver silk thread hidden in her sleeve bounced out, and her fingers trembled slightly while dodging the fist that rained down.

"Special mother, these two girls are really difficult!" The two brothers glanced at each other, and at the same time opposite Jia Jia and Ye Zhen, they were pushed away by the impact of spiritual power, back to back.

The exposed muscles emitted a bronze glow, Ye Zhen's pupils shrank, and he reached out to pull up the Jia Jia on the side: "Siamese technique! It's inconvenient to fight for a long time, so the two of us will go quickly." (To be continued......)