The summit of Gutengfeng, late at night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Miss Guan Qi really planned to meditate and cultivate at the top of Guteng Peak, she had eaten the Gathering Divine Pill of the Kite family brothers and sisters before, and after recondensing the broken golden crystal, there was still a lot of medicinal effect left in her body. It is still very fatal for the aura to churn in the body, and it seems that if you don't practice and refine well, it will lead to long-term abdominal pain.

So the stars above her head emitted a little aura in the middle of the night, dotting the peaks. She was originally at the second level of Qi training, but she fell a little because of changing her cultivation methods. At this moment, she was about to shatter the second jade sword and cultivate the Broken Jade Heart Sutra technique to the second level of the same realm as her.

It's a pity that God doesn't seem to plan for her to devote herself to cultivation.

"Again, that sight!" Jian Xiu's perception allowed her to discover the man hiding under the mountain peak. "No, that man's whereabouts are weird, I have to go and see!"

As a monk, Miss Guan Qi has never fought alone. She glanced around her, and the brothers and sisters of the Kite family were cultivating the jade sword. The two of them ran Zhou Tian a little jerky, and according to the exercises, they incorporated the aura into their bodies and then passed it into the jade sword. The aura slowly crystallized the jade sword core.

The cultivation progress was very fast, after all, both of them were genius-level cultivators, and it seemed that they would be able to condense the first golden crystal immediately.

As a person who has come over, Miss Guan Qi knows that her junior brothers and sisters are at a critical juncture. Don't bother.

"Forget it, the old lady will go by herself!"

Guan Qi extinguished the aura on his body, stood up and sacrificed the golden crystal, and flew towards the mountain wall where the suspicious elements were watching.

There is another difference between Jin Jing and Flying Sword. Unlike the flying sword, which is something outside the body, the condensed gold crystal can replace the 'eyes' to help the monk observe the world. In some monk fights, the flying sword will often do nothing because the monk loses his vision, but Jin Jing will not.

Guan Qi controlled his Jin Jing and plunged headlong into the mountain wall to hide, using the vision provided by Jin Jing to secretly observe the direction from which the sight came.

She wasn't quite skilled at it. It's quite slippery to control Jin Jing's flight, but it's not very suitable for the extra eye in his head to look in other directions, and he can't handle this extra picture.

There is no way, she can only close her natural pair first and control Jin Jing with all her might. As soon as I got used to it, I saw a black shadow clinging to the mountain wall, crawling in a certain direction like a gecko. Jin Jing hurriedly flew over cautiously to follow, and after just turning a little, he saw a cave in the mountain wall.

"How is it possible? I didn't have this cave before!"

Miss Guan Qi continued to observe and found that this cave had been tricked by someone, and it was undetectable from the outside like an ordinary mountain wall, and the black shadow saw through the illusion.

"How did this suspicious guy find out?"

Jin Jing just followed the black shadow not far behind, flying low against the wall. Thanks to the fact that it was late at night, it was dark in the cave again, and it was difficult to find Jin Jing in a hidden state.

Gradually, the appearance of the black shadow was clearly reflected in Miss Guan Qi's head. The man was dressed in a tattered black robe, and there was a strange smell that smelled terrible, like a pigsty that had not been cleaned for decades. Jin Jing has three senses: hearing, smell and vision, and Miss Guan Qi will very much hope to be able to block out the 'smell' perception function, which is too disgusting.

Continuing to follow, the black shadow suddenly stopped, laughed as if it had found a treasure, and said to himself like a madman, "Luckily, the corpse of the Monk Tsuki! I knew that my perception would not be wrong, there must be a hidden monk's tomb here!"

The man's voice was sharp and harsh, and it was hard to hear. Seeing this tomb, he acted like Yichang Xingfei, picked up a shovel and began to dig the ground diligently.

"The one who can be buried here must be the former Guteng Sect monk, and it has nothing to do with that Yan Kangmen. Originally, I heard that Yan Kangmen was attacked, and I thought that I could get the corpse of a monk on the first and second floors of Qi training, but I didn't expect such an unexpected gain!"

Guan Qi's Jin Jingpiao listened there for a long time, and he had already figured out the general situation. The person in front of him should be the evil cultivator that Boss Tu said in his mouth, the kind that will steal the corpse of a monk to cultivate.

"It seems that Tu Jiaoxi is really a bit of a crow's mouth, a good spirit but not a bad spirit. ”

It can be seen that the cultivation of this evil cultivator in front of him is not high, or he will not pick up a shovel by himself, and he seems to be dressed very downward. After all, Boyan Mountain is a decent place, and although some chaotic people use this place to practice, they are also low-level monks who come to adventure with a fluke mentality.

For this guy, Miss Guan Qi didn't plan to show mercy. As the man dug up the grave and laughed at the coffin in the grave, Jin Jing stabbed him directly into the back of his heart, piercing it through. Just in case, after this person fell to the ground, he also made up for his head, and directly smashed his head.

"Sin, sin, sin. "Miss Guan Qi is not used to killing people, and her mood is a little complicated. She kept telling herself that she had killed a grave robber, and that digging graves was a capital offense in her hometown of Cyclamen.

The brothers and sisters of the Kite family are still cultivating, and the night is still very deep. After killing someone, Miss Guan Qi summoned back the golden crystal, continued to refine the aura in her body, and waited until dawn before calling Lu Xian and Lin Yuan to tell them about last night.

Lin Yuan drove a light wind boat and carried the two people down to the cave.

A glance at the excavated grave and the open coffin revealed the identity of the person in the coffin.

Lin Yuan still remembered that Luo Hengzhi said that the only foundation building period of their Ancient Vine Sect, that is, his master, was stoned to death by a piece of meteoric iron. When I heard this story, I thought that the monk had been hit in the head by a stone and died, just like the two boys in my neighborhood when I was a child.

That doesn't seem to be the case at all now.

The body in the coffin has turned into white bones, and the person has been dead for almost two years, which is also normal. Unusually, the right side of the body was badly charred, and a large piece of half-melted metal was embedded in the white bone like a rotten tree root.

It can be seen that the monk wanted to connect the meteorite before he died, but he failed and was stoned to death. However, the impact of the meteorite had been weakened by the monk's spell, and upon contact with the monk, the red-hot metal stuck to the corpse.

"This is the predecessor of the Ancient Teng Sect, right?"

Lin Yuan and Lu Xian bowed respectfully to this body, no matter what, their own sect occupied other people's places, and this amount of etiquette should be deserved.

Guan Qi frowned and counted, "How do you old boy usually teach apprentices." Just that Luo Hengzhi, do you know what he did, do you know that you, the master, are jointly and severally responsible?"

As for that evil cultivator, Lu Xian endured his nausea and touched a storage bag from his stinky corpse, and opened it easily.

"This guy is also on the second level of Qi training. ”

I rummaged through the storage bag, and the contents were also attached to the identity of a low-level monk. In addition to a book and two spirit stones, only one last thing remained, a coffin-shaped magic weapon.

Lu Xian took out the magic weapon, the size of a palm, and after infusing the aura, it turned into a large coffin that could lie down for several people.

Pushing open the lid of the coffin, there were really several people lying inside, or rather, not people. None of the corpses were humanoid, like mud dolls smeared with mud on human skeletons.

The three of them thought it was disgusting, but it was a magic weapon anyway, so they left it. Storage bags are also a good thing, and after washing, they can be distributed to diligent doormen as rewards. As for the book, Lu Xian swept his eyes, "The evil cultivation method is called "Corpse Puppet Demon Skill". ”

Everyone just heard the name and stayed away from it, after all, no good person wants to deal with corpses all day long. Lin Yuan was interested in the meteorite on the corpse of the predecessor of the Ancient Teng Sect. He was also ruthless, and directly removed the meteorite from the corpse and put it in a storage bag.

This behavior directly caused the bones in the coffin to fall apart, and he smiled and said to the corpse of the monk who built the foundation: "Your old man has such a big piece of iron stuck to his body, and he must not be able to sleep. Although the younger generation is a bit heavy, it is all for the sake of your old age, but don't blame it. ”

The aura on the meteorite was very thick, and the three of them felt it. The disciples of the Ancient Teng Sect were not interested in the iron on this master's body, and in Lu Xian's opinion, they could be regarded as having a little conscience.

Guan Qi said that he wanted to go to the city and buy jade swords for the brothers and sisters of the Kite family. The sword in her hand has all been used up, if the prediction is good, the brother and sister will be able to complete the first jade crushing today, and she will be able to do it herself in two or three days to get the second time, and start to impact the third layer of qi training.

"Let's go together, then. "Lin Yuan is also going to the city. Since Miss Guan Qi also went, he simply asked Lu Xian if he wanted to go for a walk together.

Lu Xian touched his stomach and said that he didn't need to.

"After eating the Gathering Divine Pill, the aura in the sea of qi rose uncomfortably. I'm going to continue cultivating, so remember to buy some of the daily necessities in the sect. ”

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Guan Qi and Lin Yuan separated after they arrived in the city. The former went to buy a jade sword, and she didn't have many spirit stones in her pocket. As the eldest lady of a secular family, although she is mentally prepared to bargain with the merchants like a village girl, she has no intention of doing this kind of disgrace in front of her friends.

"I'll go by myself, don't come with me!" she said, excited.

"Okay~" Lin Yuan said goodbye to her at the gate of the city, and then went directly to the firm he knew and sold five thousand spirit grasses at the price of four hundred spirit stones. Then he went to the pharmacy next door and took out 5,000 plants and asked the boss to help refine the pill.

The boss was overjoyed to see that there were materials to use to practice. Lin Cheng was mysteriously advised, "I have a grudge against the Lu family now, please trouble the boss to keep the matter of Lingcao secret, don't tell it." I'm afraid they'll come back to me for trouble. ”

He didn't want the news of his possession of many spirit grasses to spread out, so he scared the boss. The boss nodded solemnly and patted his chest to make a guarantee. In his opinion, someone who believes in himself so much is a thing to be happy about.

Five thousand spirit grasses can make less than 1,400 pills, and now that more than a dozen people have died in Yan Kangmen, the number of medicines needed has been reduced a lot, and this refining can probably last for more than a month.

After getting the job done, Lin Yuan thought about the meteorite he had just gotten and ran to the blacksmith street in the city.

Linshan City is a mixed city, and the blacksmiths are almost all low-level monks, with the ability to refine spiritual materials. There are also some relatively large ironware shops with signs of thin smoke sects or golden ring gates, which can be used to make ritual utensils according to the needs of guests.

These news were all that Lin Yuan had just heard from the little brother of the trading house, and that person was still as talkative and kind. Despite this, Lin Yuan didn't mention the word 'meteoric iron', for fear that the baby would be exposed.

In recent days, Lin Yuan felt that he had been in constant adventures, and he was no longer the poor monk who gnawed on steamed buns overnight. But the ensuing troubles seem to have accumulated a lot of unmanageable ones, and God knows if this meteorite will bring new troubles.

found a small iron shop, Lin Yuan went in and found the boss who was full of muscles and shirtless. After chatting with the boss for a while, Lin Yuan bought a few blacksmith suits, and then pretended to be chatting and mentioned 'meteoric iron'.

When the blacksmith boss heard this, he snorted through his nose, and his eyes swept Lin Yuan up and down a few times to reveal a contemptuous gaze, as if he had seen him through. This made Lin Yuan's heart weak for a while.

"Boy, you want to buy meteorite? It's too late! This smoky mountain fell a year and a half ago, and it has long been impossible to buy!"

Lin Yuan was made a false alarm by the person in front of him, and thought that this person guessed that he had goods in his hand. Seeing that this boss didn't seem to be very clever, he asked boldly and confidently: "Boss, if there is still goods on the market, what is the approximate price?"

"Price?" the boss snorted again, "How can I tell you, you look next door." The boss pointed his arm to a blacksmith shop opposite and said, "The owner of the shop opposite is an old friend of me." Everything is good, but the brain is not very clever. I was deceived by someone who borrowed money to buy meteorite before, and I haven't paid off the Lu family's debts for more than a year. Now he is busy selling the shop land, and his only daughter has to be given to the Lu family as a concubine to offset the interest. Say, young man, how much is this meteorite worth?"

Lin Yuan touched his head and looked at the shop on the other side with some greed. The heart said that this piece of iron, is it really that valuable?

Before he saw the box containing grass seeds and strange stones, his biggest goal in life was to buy such a shop, open a teahouse, and then soak there with his brother every day to drink tea and eat candied melon seeds, and listen to the storyteller tell the story of the gods.

Fortunately, these things that happened to me can be used as a book review. As for the pavement of the teahouse...... It doesn't seem like it's that hard to get your hands on.

Saying goodbye to the boss, Lin Yuan went to the opposite shop, and knocked on the door of the store with the words 'store for sale'.

The door was opened by a shirtless girl...... A dirty blacksmith's apron was somewhat wrapped around his chest. Her complexion was darker than the blacksmith boss just now, and she was a monk, a first-level cultivator. Holding a red-hot tongs in her hand, she answered the door with an unhappy face, as if the knock had disturbed her important work.

Seeing the stinky face in front of him, Lin Yuan scratched his head and was a little stunned, "Are you the daughter of this shop?" Didn't you say that you were going to be arrested by the Lu family as a concubine?"

With Lin Yuan's aesthetics, he would not believe that anyone would be blind enough to find such a girl as a concubine. With that smoky complexion and appearance, being a cook is almost the same.

But the girl's eyebrows are marked. ’

Lin Yuan thought unscrupulously.