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When Qin Sheng arrived, Long Qing was already waiting there, and he said, "Why has it taken so long?

"No, I came across a Thousand Machine Pill, but people can't afford to buy it at all if they sell a thousand spirit stones!" Qin Sheng shook his head.

"Haha!" Long Qing smiled, "I told you a long time ago and I don't believe it, if a thousand spirit stones meet a thousand machine pills, then you are lucky!"

"Alas!" Qin Sheng sighed helplessly, "Let's go, go home and see grandpa, and then go back to the academy." ”

"Yes. Long Qing nodded.

The two left Fang City and came to Shizhu Mountain outside the valley, and walked all the way to the bottom of the mountain, and saw that the two black wind horses were still there, Qin Sheng couldn't help but be a little surprised.

They have been in the mountains for so long, and no one has taken the sheep by the hand?

As if seeing the doubts in his heart, Long Qing explained: "Ten taels of gold is a lot of money for mortals, but it is not worth mentioning to monks like us, they value spirit stones and heavenly and earthly treasures, and such mortal worldly things are not eye-catching. ”

Qin Sheng nodded, even if someone gave him a hundred taels of gold in exchange for a spirit stone, he would not change it either.

The two got on the horse, turned around, and headed in the direction of Qiuhuang Mountain under the leadership of Qin Sheng.

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A day later.

In front of a low peak, two black horses stopped.

The mountain peak is said to be low, that is compared to Changqing Mountain and Shizhu Mountain, in fact it is not very short, it is thousands of zhang high, the mountain grows dense woods, because of the late autumn season at the moment, all the leaves have turned yellow, so that the whole mountain peak looks yellow, so it is also called 'Autumn Yellow Mountain'.

"This is Qiuhuang Mountain?" Long Qing looked at the mountain, "It's also worthy of the name." ”

It is said that the hometown is more timid, Qin Sheng also has a little bit of this feeling in his heart at the moment, although the old man living on the mountain has no substantive relationship with him, but he is old and lonely, and the most concerned in his heart is his grandson, after all, he has not seen each other for ten years, and he is also worried that he did not see the people on the mountain, but saw a dry bone.

"Let's go!" Packing up his thoughts, Qin Sheng urged the black wind horse and went up along the mountain road.

There are many traces of mortal activities in Qiuhuang Mountain, and some hunters and woodcutters who live by hunting in the vicinity mostly choose this not high peak, plus there are few fierce beasts on the mountain, so they step out of a mountain road after a long time.

Long Qing's eyes flashed slightly, and at this moment, his heart was even more worried than Qin Sheng.

"Forget it, it shouldn't be that person. He gritted his teeth and followed.

With the strength of the Black Wind Horse's feet, it didn't take long for the two of them to come to a small valley.

A clear stream flows through the middle of the valley, with a few large trees on both sides, and two low grass huts against the mountain wall.

A small garden was fenced around the grass hut, and some greens were planted in it, green and vibrant.

A happy look appeared on Qin Sheng's face, and all kinds of circumstances indicated that there were people living in the house!

His nervous heart was let go.

Qin Sheng dismounted, walked quickly to the grass hut, and shouted, "Grandpa! I'm back!"

Ten years ago, he often said that his favorite thing to do when he was a child was to bathe in the creek and catch fish, and he would shout this every time he caught a fish.

However, no one in the room responded.

"Gone out?" Qin Sheng didn't care, it was normal for people to eat grains and grains, and it was normal to go out to exchange for some food.

Squeak.

Push the door in.

There was a strange smell in the air, the tip of Qin Sheng's nose moved, and his face changed greatly!

"This is the smell of blood, not good!" With a sweep of his eyes, Qin Sheng flashed to the side of the bed.

"Grandpa!"

There was no quilt on the bed, a white-haired old man about seventy years old, with a thin body, was lying on the bed, and what was shocking was that there was a bowl-sized hole in his chest, and the flesh and blood in it were blurred and charred black, as if he had been pierced by a burning iron rod, and he had long since lost his breath!

With a pop, Qin Sheng knelt down.

Looking at the old man's widening and bulging eyes, Qin Sheng's eyes suddenly became wet, he clenched his fists involuntarily, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and anger instantly filled his chest!

"The only relative in the world, the grandfather who cares about him the most, actually died?"

"Killed so brutally?"

"He has been an old man all his life, living in this remote mountain forest, how can he provoke others?"

"Who is it!Get out of here!" Qin Sheng roared angrily.

A figure came quickly, Long Qing glanced at Qin Sheng, and then saw the cruel scene on the bed, and immediately understood what was happening, he walked to the side of the bed in three steps, stretched out his hand to touch the old man, turned his head and said, "Grandpa's body is still a little warm, the murderer should not have gone far!"

When he spoke, Long Qing's heart was secretly relieved, and it was really not the person he imagined.

When Qin Sheng heard this, he stood up and rushed to the door without saying a word.

There were two more people in the courtyard, a terrifying young man in his twenties with feminine facial features and white skin, who was looking at Qin Sheng with contempt, his body exuded a strong aura, he was actually a monk in the middle stage of foundation building!

The other was an old acquaintance of his.

Wei Zongyuan smiled fiercely, "That mortal old man has a very stubborn temper, he was pierced through the chest by his cousin's sword, and he didn't even frown, haha!

"Hahaha!"

Qin Sheng suddenly smiled, with cruelty in his smile, he looked at the feminine young man, and said word by word: "You, death, determination, it's over!"

Wei Zongyuan on the side said, "Cousin, be careful, this person is a physical cultivator!

He is not a fool, after the last Changqingshan trial, he thought about it carefully, Zhang Yan was kicked and lost his combat effectiveness, and in the end, Qin Sheng took out the second-level demon pill, all kinds of signs showed that he was no longer a waste who couldn't put that spell, and nine times out of ten he secretly practiced physical cultivation.

"So what? What kind of big waves can a little monk in the Qi refining period turn over!" the feminine young man sneered, and then slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and a long sword with a fiery red body and burning flames appeared out of thin air.

"Go!" At the sound of an order, the flame sword trembled slightly, turning into a red streamer and breaking through the air, as fast as a meteor!

Qin Sheng stared at the other party coldly, a white light flashed, and a silver spear appeared in his hand, it was the green steel spear!

With a low shout, he held the gun in both hands and slashed forward in the manner of a mortal warrior!

A shot and a sword collided!

There was a loud bang, which shocked Wei Zongyuan's ears a little numb, and he hurriedly jumped into the distance, for fear of being affected by the battle.

A strong force came along his arm, Qin Sheng stepped back a few steps, he raised his head violently, looking at the flame sword flying out upside down, a trace of fluctuation flashed in his eyes, "Top-grade spirit weapon?"

Those who can have such power are at least at the level of high-grade spiritual weapons.

Everything that happened just now is a long story, in fact, it is only a few breaths, Long Qing heard the movement and ran out, and was shocked when he saw the fight, especially the mid-stage cultivation of the feminine young man made his heart tremble, and he swept Wei Zongyuan in the distance in a blink of an eye, and immediately knew what was going on when his mind turned around, and when he slapped the storage bag, he took out the silver sword, and stabbed at Wei Zongyuan with a roar.

Wei Zongyuan was not afraid, and sacrificed a spiritual weapon to fight with it.

The feminine youth stretched out his hand, and the flame sword immediately obediently flew back above his head and circled.

"To be able to take a blow from my Flying Rainbow Sword, I have some strength!" his tone was slightly surprised, and suddenly turned cold, "But, that's all!"

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