The purple mansion fairy is a popular market

After the First World War. More than half of October has passed.

Inside the Spiritual Mist Grand Canyon. More and more dangerous. Some monks have already obtained a small amount of spiritual objects in the Grand Canyon by risking hunting demon beasts. The monks then actively went to the dangerous place where the demon beasts were entrenched and adventurous. On the contrary, he is more keen on stealing spiritual objects from other monks.

this day. The Grand Canyon was pitch black. Bleak. Distant valleys and forests. From time to time, the roar of the monster beast sounded. Reverberate in the vast expanse of the Grand Canyon. Amazing.

A cyan shadow. Suddenly emerge from an inconspicuous mossy rock. Be light on the rocks. Flying. A moment later. He appears under an ancient trail.

This ancient trail is in the zigzag shape. It goes straight to the cliff with a blade as straight as a sword.

This person is none other than others. Zhengye Qin. The experience of the past few days has made him very angry. There are more and more monks who kill people and rob goods. Not only did he not find another spirit grass. On the contrary, it was viciously attacked several times in succession. Forced to flee in embarrassment. He had just been hunted down again this afternoon. It consumed more than a dozen Flame Thorn Seeds. only to get rid of the opponent's chase. Found a place to hide. In addition to constantly hiding in Tibet in this Grand Canyon. The roots can't do anything. It's better to return to Xianyuan City early. Be safe.

Because of this. He decided to leave the Grand Canyon tonight.

The sky above the Grand Canyon at the moment. Cold hurricanes. Whizzing by. The gale has already weakened a point significantly compared to some time ago. It is estimated that there are about five or six days left. The wind will cease completely. As soon as the wind stopped. A new fog will rise in the Grand Canyon. No Qi refining period cultivator dared to operate in the valley anymore. Once trapped in the valley. Disoriented. Surely death.

Ye Qin was about to start but suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the cliff. Tight frowns. Something seems to have come to mind.

The trail is extremely narrow. It's the top of it. It's the best place to set up an ambush. As long as there is a squad of five monks with malicious intentions. Ambush on top. Join forces to launch a raid. He went up and sent him to his death. Either he was captured and killed, or he fell to his death in the valley.

This is very likely. Ruthless monks. It's impossible not to think of taking advantage of the risks here. Ambush is conducted.

If you don't go up from this trail. Then only from the rest of the cliffs. Climb straight up. After all, no one can set up an ambush in all parts of the canyonlands for a million miles. All he had to do was find a cliff at a different point.

Ye Qin tilted his head to see if this method was feasible.

Think about it. This method can avoid being ambushed by malicious monks. But there is another danger - the little green fly rot insect. These disgusting bugs. Specialized in building nests in rock crevices. Spews foul-smelling green putrid fluid. It has a strong pin erosion mana effect. The nine-member team had encountered this bug when they went down to the Grand Canyon

If he was halfway up the climb, he was attacked by a small green flying rotting worm. I'm afraid that this thousand-foot cliff has not yet been climbed. Exhaustion of mana. Caught in an extremely dangerous situation.

Mid-air of the Grand Canyon. There are many flying monsters that forage for food at night. The eye is extremely sharp. It's easy to be targeted. their raids. It is even more dangerous.

Ye Qin pondered these two methods for a long time. It seems like a lot of risk. It's not appropriate.

His expression changed for a long time. Finally came up with a safe way to disappear from the spot. Hidden near the trail, he couldn't figure out what to do to get up safely. Then there must be some veterans who have been in the Spirit Mist Grand Canyon all year round and know what to do. He's just going to watch here.

Next. Sure enough, a team of monks came to this ancient trail one after another. The method they used was surprisingly simple, and several teams were ready to leave the Grand Canyon and assembled. Thirty or forty monks climbed the cliff together during the day.

No one would attack this land, and a large group of monks would not take advantage of anything.

Ye Qin saw this method. I was depressed for a long time. That's what happens when you don't have a team. It's a dangerous thing for him. It's simple for those who have a queue of taxis.

The next few days. When a low-level newcomer monk who is mainly in the third and fourth layers of the Qi refining period is accompanied. When going up from the ancient trail.

Ye Qin immediately followed. Pretend to be a member of one of the squads. In the middle of two of these teams. I followed them up the cliff. The team above thought that Qin was the person from the team below. The team below thought that Ye was the small one above. No one is going to make a move on him.

A member of the squad in front of Ye Qin. She glanced back at him suspiciously. Ye Qin's expression was indifferent. Drink coldly, let him hurry up, and the monk saw that Ye Qin was two levels higher than him. Hair in my heart. Don't dare to say more. Hurry up the pace.

A moment later. A small group of low-ranking monks went up to the top of the valley. There was no ambush. Depart the Grand Canyon. On the Gobi Desert on the plateau. There is almost no place for ambush. Ye Qin followed this small group of cultivators.

Gallop. Head towards Xianyuan City.

Although safely left the Spirit Mist Grand Canyon.

Ye Qin was still a little frustrated.

This time, he risked his way into the Spiritual Mist Grand Canyon. Only three of the spiritual herbs designated by the Danmen were found. The number of thirty rare spirit grasses of different species from the entry requirement. It's too far off.

That's it. He's afraid it will take him five or six years. Or even ten years of hard work. Risking danger to enter and exit the Spiritual Mist Grand Canyon many times. It is possible to find all these spirit grasses. So often. There is a great possibility of dying in this Grand Canyon.

"It's so difficult. How many casual cultivators in Xianyuan City can find these spirit grasses at once? This is almost like sending the monks to death, and they are willing to send them to death!"

Ye Qin was a little annoyed. Na again. Although he did not join the Immortal Cultivation Sect. It's okay to cultivate alone. But the scattered cultivators are lonely. There is no future at all.

He's alone. The Grand Canyon is full of dangers. If there is a squad to support you. It's a lot easier. If there is a sectarian background. Walk sideways in the valley. I guess no one dares to do it. A simple distinction. The result was quite different.

When Ye Qin returned to Xianyuan City. There are already quite a few monks in the city who have returned early.

What shocked him was. This fairy city. It's hot. Tens of thousands of people. In the square of the main street of the square of Xianyuan City. Exchange the artifacts they found in the Grand Canyon.

"I exchanged "glass flowers". This flower is one of the necessities to join Qingdanmen. I don't take money. Exchange only "black diamond". This is an item from the Ground Gate. Who has "diamond stone". Swap with me now!"

A young monk holds a flower as beautiful as glass. Shouted loudly and excitedly in the crowd. Immediately, a monk came over and wanted to buy this flower for a spirit stone. The young monk snorted at once. He scolded the monk with his head and face. "Get out of the way. Who wants spirit stones. This is something that can be added to the sect! Lao Tzu only accepts "black diamonds". ”

Wood". I'll give him the black diamond!" a man in blue shouted. Sonic boom around.

The entire Xianyuan City...... Such shouts can be heard everywhere.

Ye Qin came to Fang City. Here I found all the thirty kinds of spirit grasses in the Qingdan Sect. He couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart.

And it's no wonder. Hundreds of thousands of monks entered the Grand Canyon. You're sure to find a lot of spiritual objects. And these spiritual things may not be the kind they need. Naturally, you have to take it out and exchange it with others.

So many monks are here to exchange spiritual objects. He thought of a way to gather the thirty different kinds of spirit grasses that the Qingdanmen needed.

Ye Qin immediately returned to his inn. Behind closed doors. The Purple Mansion cultivated the three spirit grasses that he had arrived in the Grand Canyon. Cultivate them in the field. More than 10 strains have been cultivated. Subsequently. He came to the city to exchange with the other monks.

"Brother. I'll take this mist flower. Exchange you for the Immortal Wood. How?"

"Mist flowers? haha. Of course. This is exactly what I was looking for. This piece of immortal wood belongs to you!"

A monk was ecstatic. Hurriedly exchanged the water mist flower with Ye Qin with the immortal wood.

Ye Qin's small piece of wood smiled lightly and went to another blue-clothed man. "This brother. I'm a piece of fairy wood. That's what you want, right?"

The blue-clad man stared. In the blink of an eye, I changed with him. Ye Qin hadn't reacted yet. The man ran away happily and disappeared.

Ye Qin. of the black rhombus. He finally came to the young friars. Didn't speak. The black stone in his hand lit up.

The young monks rejoiced. Hurriedly exchanged with him.

Ye Qin is on the main street of Fang City. The field wandered around. Thinking about how to get the spiritual grass that Qingdanmen needed. In just one day's time. Through a series of intricate exchanges. Dozens of spirit grasses needed by the Danmen were raised.

Ye Qin stood on the streets of Xianyuan City. Looking at the group of Qi Refining Stage cultivators who were busy coming and going. Take a long sigh of relief. The mood is relaxed and relaxed. There is quite a sense of Lingyun's straightforwardness.

Right now. He had already stepped on the threshold of the Qingdan Gate with half a leg. Just wait a few days. The disciples of the Qingdan Sect came to Xianyuan City. Received disciples.

The rest of the time. Ye Qin was not idle.

He also had several artifacts. Sword fan. It doesn't feel like it's very handy. It was simply sold to some monk merchants in the market who specialized in reselling spiritual weapons. In exchange for a lot of spirit stones. And look for weapons all over the city. See if there's anything wrong with the weapon. For self-defense-

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P.S. October double ends.