Jinwang is a treasure of Earth Evil level, which has 40 levels of restrictions and is good at collecting magical tools for others.

The "Half Moon Glass Flywheel" has only been thirty-three levels, but Jinghua's encounter is special, and his spiritual storage is pure and profound, so the flywheel is not inferior to the Earth Demon magic weapon. In the battle two days ago, it fell at a disadvantage, trapping the Jinwang and unable to move, which was indeed beyond Jinghua's expectations.

Unlike puppet beasts, "Spraying Gold Pan Silk Screen" is a magic weapon and does not require special exercises to drive it. Jing Hua can use it easily with a little sacrifice and refining, which adds a lot of help.

The green-clothed female simulator also has a wrap around her, mostly with local products from mountains and rivers. Other herbs, minerals, etc. are not worth mentioning. There are dozens of "five-colored pine mushrooms" in it, which just solves the problem of monks.

In addition, there is also a "Six Colored Pine Mushroom" in the package, which is probably the reason for the death of the female cultivator. The "Six Colored Pine Mushroom" takes hundreds of years to grow. Whether it is to refine elixirs and as medicine or raise spiritual beasts, it has excellent magical effects.

"Five-colored pine mushrooms" are a monster food and are usually difficult to survive for a long time. In the four cities of Tongtian, a "Six-colored pine mushroom" is worth hundreds of spiritual crystals.

The rice ball has no interest in the "five-colored pine mushroom" but is drooling in the "six-colored pine mushroom". It rolls all over the ground, grinding hard and beating hard, and "snatching" the food from Jing Hua's hands, and swallowing it with a big mouth as if it was swallowed like a belly.

Jing Hua actually didn't care about pine mushrooms, but was afraid that the white wolf would become charming because of his favor, so he scolded him a few words.

The white wolf was afraid that Jing Hua would be angry, so he used the excuse to help him "protect the Dharma" to heal his wounds, and ran away without a trace. There was a vague connection between the two. Jing Hua knew that it was around, so he simply ignored it and focused on his power to force the poison.

The remaining poison has been cleared over the past few days, and the wound on his arm has scabbed. The monk was about to leave, and the sound of fighting outside came from far to near and into the tree hole.

Jing Hua pushed aside the hidden leaves and saw that the mountain road was very lively.

I saw dozens of monks divided into two groups, and more than twenty men in brown clothes had the upper hand. They surrounded the two monks and were urging and scolding. The surrounded people were not afraid of their faces, and they stood back to back, guarding against each other's attack with all their might.

He could see clearly from a high place. The two surrounded by one were tall and the other was short. Jing Hua knew them all. One was beautiful and beautiful, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He was the young master of "Zi Yao Pavilion". The other was short, thick and black, with a lion's nose and wide mouth. He was Qi Dian, a martial artist who had attacked Long Aotian.

Among the monks in brown clothes, there was a scar-faced old man, who seemed to be the leader. He stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Master Long, don't bully people too much. Hand over the 'Nine Nine Saving Ring' in his hand, we can go without any blame."

The "Nine Nine Storage Ring" belongs to the low-level storage Ring. Jing Hua once saw it in Tongtian City, and it is probably worth a piece of spiritual jade. As the name suggests, it provides a storage space of nine feet square, which is slightly inferior to the "Eight Horse Bracelet".

Jing Hua looked at Long Aotian, and there was indeed a black ring on his right index finger.

Long Aotian said loudly: "Long's ring is passed down by the family. Why should I give it to you? Cang Binghong, you are wrong, aren't you afraid of the 'Zi Yao Pavilion' law?"

There was a tall and thin monk beside Cang Binghong, with two rat whiskers, and his voice was sharp and thin.

"Nonsense! The ring is yours, where is the spirit stone inside? That is my private property of the furniture store. Do you sneak into the treasure house and steal the spirit stones, and have the face to say that we are the ones who are wrong?"

Long Aotian said arrogantly: "Cang Bingde, don't forget that the Daxingshan Spirit Mine is the private property of the 'Zi Yao Pavilion'. If the Long family had not entrusted the Cang clan to manage it, how could the Cang family have today? You should have used my Long family's industry to fill it with my private pockets and deceive us into saying that the spirit Mine is exhausted. Now that I have discovered it, what else do you have to say?"

Cang Bingde sneered: "The spiritual stones are the income from the hard work of the Cang family for all generations. We pay the 'Zi Yao Pavilion' on time every year. Could it be that Mr. Long wants to destroy the bridge across the river and kill them all?"

Long Aotian reached out to take out a blue account book, with curled cover and damaged corners of the page, which was obviously a matter of time.

"Is that true? Long has read the Cang family's account books for the past years. Why is it very different from what you said?"

Jing Hua shook his head secretly. Since there is a book of accounts, I can take it back and hand it over to "Zi Yao Pavilion". Now I'm talking about it in public that the Cang family has no way out, so I'm afraid I won't give up.

The Cang family monks were indeed all gloomy in their faces. The account book was taken away, and the spirit stones that had been swallowed for several years were exposed immediately, and there was no way to talk about it.

Strictly speaking, the Cang family is considered a servant of the "Zi Yao Pavilion".

Over the past few hundred years, the power of the Long family has gradually declined, and the Cang family has produced another master of the Kandan. The relationship between the "master and the slave" gradually collapsed, and the Cang family has gained great independence.

But no matter what, the Ling Mine is nominally a private property of the Long Family. In recent decades, although the Cang Family has expanded rapidly, it has not reached the point where it can challenge the "Zi Yao Pavilion".

Cang Binghong's thoughts were electric. The ideal result was to maintain the status quo. The Cang family continued to shrink behind the "Zi Yao Pavilion", relying on the occupied spiritual mines, the town gradually developed. The swallowed spirit stones are indescribable, without wealth or resources. How can the Cang family cultivate family's children and attract foreign cultivators?

Having said that, although the Cang family did not dare to turn against the Long family, the Long family has lost talents in recent years and has to rely on subordinate families to support the scene. Since both sides have concerns, it is better to take a step back.

Thinking of this, Cang Binghong barely smiled.

"Master Long, I can't count the number of broken books. The Cang clan has more people and less wealth, and it depends on Kuri's savings to survive. I don't think so. Master, please return the spirit stone first, let me go back and allocate personnel and send additional civilians. In the future, the Cang clan is willing to add half a share of spiritual stones every quarter. What do you think?"

Long Aotian did not answer, put the account book in his arms, and said with his head raised: "Old Cang said this is a bad thing. At that time, the Cang family and the Long family agreed to take charge of various matters of the Dashishan Spirit Mine and collect 30% of them in return. Now you have no faith, swallowing most of the spirit stones they have produced, and reaching their hands to surrounding towns. At that time, the ancestors of the Cang family were just a casual cultivator, and were helpless..."

Cang Binghong was a man of a mature spirit. He heard Long Aotian talk endlessly and immediately understood the other party’s plan. He snorted heavily and interrupted directly: “Master Long, are you talking nonsense, but are you waiting for reinforcements from ‘Zi Yao Pavilion’?”

He took out an iFlytek sword and shook it in front of Long Aotian for a few times.

"...It's a pity that if you talk for three days and three nights, they won't know, and no one will be full and come to save you in the wilderness. I have just finished my kindness, Master Long! Don't toast or not to drink a punishment!"

Long Aotian's face changed slightly.

The iFlytek sword in the other party's hand is about five inches long and has a bright yellow color, which is exactly what he sent before. It is ten times higher than the "sentence paper crane" and needs a special magic array to receive it. It can win at an astonishing speed and is one of the fastest means of transmission on the mainland.
Chapter completed!