I have a blood fairy pupil

Chapter 63 Don't panic at all
Xu Yin turned on the horse, with his legs slightly clamping the horse's belly, and the bone-skinned horse slowly walked forward. The white ghost looked back at the black river, quickly caught up, and followed.

On horseback, Xu Yin opened the other party's Qiankun bag to look through, and was surprised when he saw a pile of pill bottles, and muttered: "There are a lot of pills, and they are packed in paulownia bottles, a special product of the Fire Pill Academy. This person It must be a disciple of Fire Pill Academy."

After taking stock, Xu Yin was even more happy.

There are ten bottles of elixir in the Qiankun bag, among them, there are five bottles of eighteen pills of the ninth-grade top-grade Qi-entraining pill; three bottles of twelve pills of the ninth-grade top-grade Difa pill; six grains.

There are eight other elixir bottles, but they are already empty.

In addition, there are 130 six low-grade spirit stones, one yin snake spirit talisman of the ninth grade, and two spiritual grasses that can strengthen the muscles and bones of the ninth grade—the first-class blood soul grass of the ninth grade.

There are also some Taoist robes, monster materials, and sundries. As for the magic weapon, there is not even the dark iron sword.

Xu Yin thought, this person must have lost the fight with others, was severely injured and fell into the Heishui River, the magic weapon should have been lost, and even the magic talisman had been consumed to the point where there was only one left.

From this point of view, this person should be at the peak of Qi Entraining Realm.

No wonder he has such a fairly rich net worth, but it is a pity that the most valuable magic weapon is lost.

The smile on Xu Yin's face was even brighter. It really is true that no one is rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass.

Compared with this person, Sun Hao's Qiankun Bag wealth is much inferior. There are only sixteen low-grade spiritual stones and not many spiritual talismans. The only valuable thing is his ninth-grade high-grade magic weapon, the Bone Umbrella. .

Defensive artifacts are more valuable. This white bone umbrella should be able to sell for about seventy low-grade spirit stones.

Anyway, now, the low-grade spirit stone on his body has broken through the [-] mark again.

"Hey, monsters are worthless, monks are worth money!"

Xu Yin sighed with emotion, stuffed the Qiankun bag into his bosom pocket, looked at the white ghost who was following him, and encouraged him: "Thanks to the white ghost, you have sharp eyes, otherwise I would have passed by this big fortune. After that, I will reward you with three demon flowers."

"Aww?" The white ghost looked at Xu Yin suspiciously. He didn't understand what the Yaopo flower was, but he knew that Xu Yin wanted to reward it, so he was immediately excited.

Xu Yin rode on the bone-skinned horse and turned around to explain: "This is a ninth-grade high-grade spiritual flower. Monks cannot eat it, but it is a great tonic for monsters. It is commonly used by the disciples of the Beast Control Academy. Lingzhiyuan also has a special medicinal field for planting in batches.”

"One plant! It seems to be five low-grade spirit stones, or six, I can't remember exactly."

Hearing this, the white ghost tiger's eyes showed joy. Although it understood every word Xu Yin said, it was still a bit fuzzy together, and roughly understood [-]% of the meaning.

The white ghost has a very high spiritual intelligence, and decided to let the ghost armor teach it the knowledge of these contents after going back. The knowledge of human monks is indeed very useful.

Xu Yin was at ease, walking forward with the white ghost, and was not in a hurry. It was only noon now, as long as he could rush back to Wudao Mountain at night, he just happened to try to set up a stall on Changshou Street, and used the magical artifacts and monster materials as much as possible. sell.

As for the industrial stores that were sold to Guanzhong...they couldn't sell them at stalls, and the prices of Guanzhong's industries were too low.

One person and one tiger moved forward slowly, and they followed the Heishui River and left the valley in a short time.

At this time, the white ghost's ears moved slightly, as if he heard the voice, he looked back, and then looked at Xu Yin with a "roar".

"Someone?"

Xu Yin raised his brows and turned his head to look. At that time, the river bank was winding and covered by plants, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Don't worry about it, this Bailiheihe Valley can be regarded as a place of experience. There are many monsters and elixir growing here. There are also a lot of disciples who come here, as well as some casual cultivators and family disciples. Some people are normal. As long as Just don't get too close to us."

Xu Yin said, generally speaking, when monks walk and practice in this kind of field, they will not greet each other when they meet each other, but keep a distance and deliberately stagger.

The sound of horseshoes in the rear gradually became clear, and Xu Yin turned his head to look, and saw a figure in green shirt riding a tall horse with red and yellow hair, walking along the river bank, staring at the river bank.

Xu Yin raised his brows suddenly, is this person looking for the one who was beheaded by him?

Xu Yin remained calm and didn't panic at all. Even if they fought, he still had enough confidence.

Even if you can't fight, escaping is not a problem.

Immediately, I was still walking leisurely and leisurely, but the direction had already started to move away from the river bank, heading towards the main road.

The voice behind him got closer, Xu Yin turned his head again, and the fiery red-haired big horse came into view, it turned out to be a monster, rank nine medium.

On the back is a middle-aged man with a square face, short thick eyebrows, and a layer of stubble on his face.

Seeing Xu Yin turning his head, he pulled the reins, slowed down the red horse, and kept a distance from Xu Yin, then cupped his hands and shouted, asking: "Dare to ask this fellow Taoist who ascended the Immortal Temple in front of him, how can he be in the Heishui River?" See a dead body?"

"Corpse?" Xu Yin frowned and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist killed someone and threw the corpse into the Heishui River?"

The middle-aged man in the green shirt looked at Xu Yin's expression, his brows slightly relaxed, and part of his doubts about Xu Yin were dispelled in his heart.

This person should not have seen it, otherwise, if he saw his fellow disciple, he must have saved someone from running away, and he would not be walking leisurely here alone.

The middle-aged man in green shirt glanced at the golden-eyed tiger again, waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's just a young man, it's nothing."

"By the way, Fellow Daoist, I wonder how long you have been walking in this section of the river?"

"Well..." Xu Yin coughed and rubbed her fingers.

The middle-aged man in Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then took out a low-grade spirit stone from the Qiankun bag, assisted by mana, and threw it over steadily.

Xu Yin raised his hand to catch it firmly, put it into his Qiankun bag, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist is too polite, I have been walking this river section for less than half an hour."

"Half an hour..."

The middle-aged man in green shirt muttered, if that person was really washed downstream, he should be able to be seen according to the time.

If not, then there are only two possibilities. One is that the person dived into the water and went further upstream in the opposite direction, or the other is that he is already dead and his body was swallowed by monsters in the Blackwater River.

"Thank you buddy!"

"No thanks, Pindao takes money to do things." Xu Yin waved his hand flatly in greeting.

The middle-aged man in green shirt stopped the red horse, turned around, and went back the same way, marching upstream, the second brother was still searching upstream, maybe he had been found by the second brother.

Seeing the middle-aged man in Qingshan leave, Xu Yin murmured: "I also can't see through the cultivation level. It should be a monk at the peak of Qi Entraining Realm, not a casual cultivator. There is a high probability that he is a member of a certain family."

Then, Xu Yin looked at Bai Gui and said, "We have to leave quickly. Just because this guy is deceived now, it doesn't mean he won't doubt us again."

"Ow!"

"What are you fighting for, you fool, let's go!"

Xu Yin shook his head and drank in a low voice, steered the bone-skinned horse and galloped towards the main road, heading towards Wudao Mountain.

"Ow!"

The white ghost let out a low growl, and followed closely behind Xu Yin.

(End of this chapter)