Le Xin is secretly happy.

He was originally worried that the pavilion master would be unyielding and offend the super demon sect in the central region.

The reality was exactly the opposite of what he feared.

Although Tongtian Pavilion is no longer afraid of ordinary sixth-level forces, it is still not enough in front of sects with late-stage gods, especially demon sects who act unscrupulously.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master Chen, for making an exception. Beidou will definitely remember this favor."

Recalling the sect's token, Beidou's arrogance disappeared in one fell swoop.

He is new to the evil sect and is not familiar with fellow Taoists from the Central Region.

Otherwise, he would not have come all the way to the southeast region to trade magic weapons with his old acquaintance Pu Hanmo.

"Excuse Chen for being curious, why is Taoist fellow Taoist anxious to replace this water-attribute gourd that suits him so well?"

Weighing the wine-red gourd, Chen Ping said tentatively,

"It's hard to put it into words."

After thinking about it for a long time, Beidou opened the conversation with a wry smile.

After a quarter of an hour, the Tongtian Pavilion cultivators understood the inside story.

This Beidou Spirit Master is also unlucky.

Not long after he was appointed as the enshrined elder by the Shifang Evil Sect, a war broke out between the sect and a major race in the Central Region.

The stone statue tribe is one of the natural races. Their individual strength is almost the same as that of the human race.

My dear, this clan has a strong point. Once you reach the sixth level, you can basically master the rules of earth and metal.

Beidou Spirit Master is a water attribute monk.

He is at a natural disadvantage in front of the Stone Statue King.

Therefore, he tried to refine a heaven-reaching spirit treasure with both fire and wood attributes to protect himself.

"The Stone Statue Clan only lives in the Tianyan Central Region, and there are many experts in the clan. It is said that the sixth level is close to the number of two palms. It is a good thing for Beidou Taoist Fellow to be cautious."

Bo Hanmo said with a hint of approval.

The nine realms of Tianyan Central Realm are notoriously chaotic.

For example, when more than a dozen major races live in the same place, friction is inevitable. For example, the two evil sects are not good people who want to be kind to others.

There is an old saying in mainland China that "Erze Tianyan".

The Piaomiao Mountain will not sink, but there will eventually be a time to see it.

This so-called

Green Miao Mountain is in the middle region.

This mountain is more than 30,000 feet high, reaching into the depths of the sky. It is extremely mysterious and mysterious, and your spiritual consciousness will be greatly restricted.

Revolving around the overwhelming interests of Piaomiao Mountain, countless genocide wars have broken out among all the major races.

"Do you need to buy a few bottles of sixth-grade recovery pills, fellow Daoist Beidou?"

Le Xin stroked his beard and explained: "I'm not cursing you. Race wars are changing rapidly, so it's better to be fully prepared."

After hearing this, Beidou nodded and took out a batch of resources in exchange for three bottles of elixirs.

Seeing that the two craftsmen under him had done business, Chen Ping couldn't help it and interrupted:

"Chen has used his unique craftsmanship to make several fifth-level puppets. If they are used to self-destruct, they can cause some trouble to ordinary people in the early stages of becoming gods."

"Clan wars are terrifying and unpredictable. If a fellow Taoist is seriously injured and encounters a master from the Stone Statue Clan, it can also add some life-saving power.

When Beidou Spirit Master heard this, his heart suddenly went up and down.

Is Tsutenkaku engaged in a binding transaction?

His eyes swept across the faces of the three of them.

Weapon refining master, alchemy master, shame refining master!

Isn't this pavilion trying to create a craftsmen's alliance?

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After half a stick of incense time.

A beam of hazy mist drifted away from Aoyun Realm.

Beidou Spirit Master came to Lingshan and consumed 600 top-quality spiritual stones.

"I just earned a hundred yuan of top-quality spiritual stones."

Le Xin said with a smile.

"The master of the pavilion wiped out a lot for him, otherwise I would have made so much."

Pu Hanmo was unhappy.

"Those six fifth-level puppets are sold a bit cheaply."

Touching his chin, Chen Ping said with a twinkle in his eye.

Compared with elixirs, magic weapons, and puppets, the price is always difficult to rise.

After all, it is not controlled by the puppet master, and the power of shameful faith cannot reach its full power.

But he added something to the puppet.

It may be useful in the future.

"Pavilion Master, Piao Miao Mountain is probably about to be opened!"

Pu Hanmo said with a solemn expression: "The Stone Statue Tribe is one of the races that protect the Piaomiao Mountain. If the Shifang Evil Sect suddenly attacks them, there must be some changes."

"What treasures are there in the Piaomiao Mountain? I just became a god and I don't know much about it."

Chen Ping asked humbly.

"Piao Miao Mountain has another nickname, which is only spread among the circles of sixth-level creatures."

Taking a deep breath, Le Xin answered: "Rule Fairy Mountain!"

After a while, the experienced Chen Ping remained silent.

For thousands of years, various major races have competed for the ownership of Piaomiao Mountain. The main purpose is to practice and enhance the power of rules.

Le Xin and Pu Hanmo are not sure about the specific details.

Because the ultimate benefits of Piaomiao Mountain basically fall into the hands of the creatures in the late stages of becoming gods.

"What do you want me to do?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping's face darkened and he joked: "The three of us in the early stages of becoming gods are going to die in Piaomiao Mountain?"

"It takes a long time to clear out the several races that guard Lu Miao Mountain. With the magical power of the Pavilion Master, there may not be a chance to break through the first level again,"

Le Xin is somewhat encouraging.

"We are craftsmen, why are we messing around?"

Seeing that Pu Hanmo was still looking at him intently, Chen Ping glared back fiercely.

"no……"

Pu Hanmo pointed at the water hyacinth magic weapon in Chen Ping's hand and said firmly: "Pavilion Master, this water treasure belongs to me. Don't keep pinching it."

"Do you think this pavilion master would be very rare for a piece of magical treasure?"

With a cold snort, Chen Ping threw the gourd to Pu Hanmo and flew back to the main hall first, with the sound transmission coming;

"Sit down and continue the discussion!"

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High in the sky, a piece of blue mist hovered for a long time.

Beidou looked at the mountains and rivers of Aoyun Realm, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

He has been a casual cultivator for thousands of years, and suddenly joining the Shifang Evil Sect was completely forced and helpless!

That year, he took his apprentice Xia Yuanshi and sneaked into a wasteland.

Unexpectedly, the apprentice's divine transformation attracted a passing powerful man.

He is none other than the Demon Lord of the Evil Sect of the Ten Directions!

Thinking of the tragic situation in which he, a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god, was defeated by two or three moves in front of the Demon Lord, he felt cold.

In the end, the apprentice failed to overcome the tribulation and died, and he was forced to surrender and received a position to worship the elders in Shifang Xie Sect.

It sounds crispy.

But in reality they are no different than prisoners of the same rank!

The Demon Lord took a piece of his soul and performed a secret magic technique.
To be continued...