Mo Wentian was alert, but he was on guard for a long time but didn't know what went wrong? If there was a problem, it was that the woods were too quiet, so quiet that it made people feel strange. On the spiritual meadow outside the woods, bees were playing and butterflies were adorned with them, which was a unique lively scene, but here, let alone birds and beasts that should have existed, they had never seen one of the most common moths.

Such a strange scene made him afraid to move forward, but at this moment, a faint wave of spiritual energy came from behind him. In amazement, he suddenly turned around and saw a disciple of the Tianxin Sect approaching quietly, with spiritual energy surging in his right hand, obviously about to cast magic.

The disciple obviously did not expect him to turn around suddenly, and he stopped in shock. He responded very quickly, immediately changed into a smile, stepped forward and bowed, "I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist? Gu Chengren, a disciple of Xiatianxin Sect."

Mo Wentian sneered in his heart. This person obviously wanted to attack him, but he was not surprised that he could see through it. He instantly changed his face. His face was amazing. Even so, Mo Wentian was also a calm mind. He said calmly: "It turns out that it is fellow Taoist Gu, Mo Wentian in Xiaqinghe County."

Gu Chengren smiled and said with a kind expression: "Fellow Daoist, it is extremely rare to be able to come here in the next step first with your cultivation level of Qi Refining."

"It's just luck, it's really not worth mentioning in front of fellow Taoist Gu." Mo Wentian laughed, but a hint of chill flashed in his heart. This person was vicious and obviously wanted to find out his own background and secretly use the killer.

Gu Chengren laughed with a voice, but a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He looked around for a moment, his expression became solemn, and he pondered: "Fellow Daoist, this forest is a bit strange. It's better for you and me to walk together. If you get the treasure, you will divide it into two. What do you think?"

Mo Wentian pondered for a long time. Even though this person had bad intentions, he was firmly better than him with his cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining. He had nothing to worry about. He said immediately: "It's so good, Fellow Daoist Gu has a high level of cultivation and is leading the way."

Gu Chengren did not refuse. With a loud laugh, he waved his long sleeves and walked in front of him. It was common sense to ask a monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining to walk behind. After all, if a monk with a high level of cultivation followed him, he would be as nervous as a thorn on his back, and he would always worry about being attacked by someone. If Mo Wentian did not have this concern, he would instead doubt it.

In the lush forest, there were thorns and shrubs, and there was no path at all. Gu Chengren repeatedly used fireball techniques to burn the weeds and trees blocking the road, and the two of them advanced very quickly.

Gradually, it penetrated deeper into the dense forest, and became even more silent around it, as if you were walking into a cemetery. It made people feel gloomy. Suddenly, a broad-leaved tree with lush branches and leaves came into the sight of the two people. The leaves of this broad-leaved tree were extremely wide and stretched out, about the size of a meter. In the gaps between the leaves, a faint soft light flashed in the gaps.

The two of them looked at each other intently and saw a storage bag lying quietly beside the cold and wet roots of the broad-leaved tree. A medium-grade spirit stone fell out from it, which was flashing with fluorescent light.

Gu Chengren's expression was stunned at first, but immediately became ecstatic. He turned his head, glanced at him and said with a chuckle: "Fellow Daoist, I'm really embarrassed. This storage bag and medium-grade spirit stone were discovered first."

Seeing his greedy expression, Mo Wentian knew it clearly. This man had the idea of ​​taking it alone and said in surprise: "What is this Fellow Daoist Gu? You and I don't have any words first. If you get the treasure, they will be divided into two."

Gu Chengren laughed loudly and said with a patient explanation: "Fellow Daoist said nothing, but the storage bag and medium-grade spirit stone were discovered first, so they naturally had to belong to them."

Mo Wentian sneered and thought to himself: "Gu Chengren, you are unkind first, so don't blame me for being unrighteous. So let you live for a while and wait until the storage bag is taken back, and then you will take your dog's life."

Although he thought so, he didn't show any sign of his face, he just pretended to be angry and looked like he dared not speak.

Gu Chengren would not take the anger of the monks at the seventh level of Qi Refining. He slowly walked towards the broad-leaved tree with a crazy laugh. He didn't know what treasure was in the storage bag? But just by relying on a medium-grade spirit stone that fell out, you can see through the leopard, and the storage bag must contain valuable treasures.

The soft light emitted by the medium-grade spirit stone seemed to have infinite magic power, which made his greedy face gradually approach, and there was death silence around him. He stepped on the dead tree branches and made a broken sound. The moment he bent down, suddenly, a quiet broad leaf above his head moved suddenly, pounced down like a spider web, wrapping him tightly, as if the intestines of an animal were constantly moving, and Gu Chengren's heart-wrenching scream came from the leaves.

Such a strange scene made Mo Wentian completely stunned and shouted in dismay: "Is it a carnivorous tree?"

"Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa" Suddenly, three palms hit each other from the deep forest, and a figure gradually came into Mo Wentian's eyes. The man stroked his palms repeatedly and exclaimed: "Master Mo is knowledgeable and has extraordinary knowledge, and I admire him very much."

"Li Wangqing, it's you?" Mo Wentian's pupils shrank and he suddenly said, "So it was a trap you set here?"

The man robe was light and slow, and his beard was captured on his cheeks. His face was like a jade-like jade, and his face was righteous. It was Li Wangqing, the head of the Huaxian Sect. He stroked his beard and smiled: "If you have greed in your heart, you will enter the body. That fellow Taoist from the Tianxin Sect died without any grievance, let alone death early and late, what's the difference?"

Mo Wentian frowned and said, "Why did Master Li say this?"

"Even if he escaped from the carnivorous tree by chance, he would not be able to pass the level of Master Mo." Li Wangqing laughed, his long beard under his cheeks fluttering in the wind, and he was unspeakable and transcendent, floating like an immortal.

Mo Wentian sneered and did not comment. But at this moment, the leaves of the carnivorous tree slowly spread out, leaving only a pile of bones left inside, and together with the storage bag fell to the ground. Mo Wentian stared carefully, and countless tiny mouthparts grew on the broad leaf, with blood surging inside, obviously having a full meal.

Li Wangqing laughed loudly, and with a swing of her long sleeve, the storage bag was rolled into his sleeve by him. This is the high-level magic spell of the Huaxian Sect, Fengyun Sleeves. It is the basic spell of the magic spell in the sleeve. The magic spells in the sleeve can form a space in the sleeve, absorbing the yin and yang of the world. It is reported that if a great magic cultivator casts the magic spells in the sleeve, he can directly roll a city into the sleeve.

Li Wangqing used Fengyun Sleeves to pick up the storage bag. Although he used a ox knife to kill chickens, it was the most suitable at this time. With his cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he did not dare to approach the carnivorous tree at will. After obtaining the storage bag, he naturally would not check it in person. After stuffing it into his arms, he threw a fireball technique and burned the pile of white bones completely and recovered as before, leaving no trace. The storage bag and medium-grade spirit stone that Mo Wentian saw before were still lying quietly in the wet and dark corner. The cold light of the medium-grade spirit stone was still dazzling.

Mo Wentian felt a little cold in his heart, and he said in a cold voice: "President Li, it's really a good method, and he can't even think about it or not."

"With the help of the carnivorous tree, you just need to get a bargain. There is nothing to admire?" Li Wangqing laughed. He was meticulous. When he was in the Qingqing Sect, he had checked Mo Wentian's cultivation level. He clearly remembered that it was the eighth level of Qi Refining, but now he used the cultivation viewing technique to check, but he got the result of this person's seventh level of Qi Refining.

For a moment, he was both surprised and confused and secretly afraid. He couldn't figure out the depth of Mo Wentian, so he didn't dare to take action. Suddenly, his thoughts changed, and he had a plan, laughed a long time, and said loudly: "President Mo, the cultivators in Wanling Valley are divided into four forces. Needless to say, the strongest one is the Xuantian Sword Sect of Qingyun County; and the Tianxin Sect of Qingyang County is only slightly inferior; only Qinghe County, although the disciples of Feiyun Sect are in a group, the number is too small, which is much weaker than the other two sects; as for the disciples of other sects of Qinghe County, they fight on their own, like a pile of loose sand. If they still act alone, they will inevitably be defeated and all of them will fall here."

PS: Today is Saturday, I will accompany my wife to a different city to check my health, so I had to ask for a long leave and apologize. I also have good news to share with my book friends. I recommend this book Sanjiang next week, and I hope I will support it!
Chapter completed!