Shen Yi nodded rarely and glanced at the extra storage bag in his hand.

Still stained with wet plasma.

He casually took out the contents inside and saw a transparent six-petaled flower with traces of scarlet in it, like blood vessels, adding a bit of evil aura.

"Hey! This is a polluted middle-grade spiritual root!"

Ah Qing noticed what Brother Shen was holding.

Although he didn't know why the other party suddenly took out a spiritual root to show off, Ah Qing still didn't forget his work and gave him an explanation in a timely manner.

But Shen Yi didn't seem to want to ask in detail this time. He simply put it into his storage treasure and continued walking forward.

When I was chasing the tiger, I ate a lot of food from the woman.

I didn't expect that now that I am the Hunyuan Grandmaster, I can still receive Jiang Qiulan's things, which is quite interesting.

But I didn't prepare anything.

Forget it, let’s talk about it next time.

…

At the end of the long street.

The woman took off her cloak and stayed in front of the tavern for a while.

Soon, a young man in a large green robe walked out slowly: "How was the harvest?"

"No gain."

Jiang Qiulan looked calm and tapped his chin: "Thank you, senior, I've been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay, I didn't mean to wait for you."

The man in green robe shook the wine bottle in his hand, walked towards the outside of the city, and then asked curiously: "What is in your hand?"

Jiang Qiulan looked at the round demon pill in his palm: "It's nothing."

"Blood-transforming demon cow?" The young man smacked his lips, stretched out his hand casually, and found a bigger one lying in his palm: "I also have one with a higher level here."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiulan didn't look away, still staring at the one in his hand, and then carefully put it into the storage treasure.

"It's boring."

The young man withdrew his gaze, and a black sword came out of his sleeves and fell at his feet: "I got into trouble this time. It would be a bit unsightly to go back empty-handed. I will give it to my senior sister as a gift from you. It doesn't matter whether she will keep you or not."

, it has nothing to do with me.”

When he first met this woman, she was seriously injured and was forced to survive as a Taoist.

There is no healing, but the spiritual roots are being refined.

His will was firm to the extreme, and he knew that he could only survive if he broke through the middle realm of Hunyuan, so he concentrated on doing it.

In the end she really survived.

He had just lost his only disciple.

If it weren't for the fact that he was not in the same direction as this woman's spiritual practice, Mr. Nie would have even considered accepting her as his disciple.

"Thank you, senior."

Jiang Qiulan nodded, sacrificed Dao Ying, and flew up into the sky.

She wiped the blood stains from the corners of her lips, her expression still calm.

Nie Jun stepped on the Xuanjian, and when he saw that the other party would rather hold on, and did not ask him to give her a ride, he shook his head lightly.

He didn't force it, he just flew away with his sword in the air.

After the young man swept away, Jiang Qiulan quietly looked back and looked at the three figures on the long street.

She pursed her lips slightly.

They are all practicing, they all come from Daqian, and they all need to be on guard against the Xuanguang Cave.

Although he was anonymous, he still had a beautiful woman by his side, so he was very happy.

Jiang Qiulan reluctantly withdrew his eyes, Dao Ying used all his strength and flew towards the sky!

Wutong Mountain, Lingxi Zhenren.

The first of the twelve disciples, the senior sister of Master Xuan Jian, heard that the other party had strict examinations, and wanting to become her registered disciple was even more difficult than breaking through to become a god.

However, this may be the only opportunity in this life.

It needs to be grasped well.

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