Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

　　 In the middle of the main hall, a gloomy orb hung.

　　 The moment he saw the orb, Mo Qiu moved his heart, and realized that the pearl was of great benefit to his own practice.

　　 But the thought was only just getting up, and it was suppressed by him.

　　 Ye Bin's eyes were dead, and he stretched out his hand to take in the orb. The void in the hall trembles, and immediately there are two passages, one in front and one in the back, appearing out of thin air.

　　 "Only two?"

　　 Shenhou frowned subconsciously.

　　 Two passages, one of them is definitely to exit the hidden ground, which means that if they want to move forward, they must be together.

　　 "Everyone." Ye Bin embraced his husband, his voice hoarse:

　　 "See you later."

　　 said, without waiting for someone to reply, he took a step, and already chose to quit, and the figure flickered and disappeared in the back passage.

"Hey!"

　　 Cowen watched her leave, sighed slightly, and said:

　　 "Let's go too."

　　 "Since there is only one channel, you might as well go together for the time being, but this is relatively rare. If you want to separate, you might as well wait for the next time."

　　 said, looking at me apologetically.

　　 This team was originally gathered temporarily, and there is not much cohesion, and it is impossible to offend the old ancestor of Sanhua for not seeking.

　　 But the fight just now brought the relationship between a few people closer, and no one was embarrassed to say anything for a while.

　　 "Let's go!"

　　 Tianzhi doesn't like to talk more, but he moves faster, his figure swayed, and he was already rushing into the passage.

　　Mrs. Butterfly, Shen Hou, Kou Wen, and Mo Qiu followed in order.

　　…………

fire!

　　 Flames!

　　 High temperature!

When 　　 entered the eyes, it was red.

　　 This is a world of flames.

　　 In mid-air, dozens of volcanoes stand on the ground, erupting magma from time to time, and the sky is full of red clouds formed by the gathering of flames.

　　 Visible to the naked eye, dozens of fire walking spirits shuttled among magma and fire clouds, and the extreme high temperature made everyone feel anxious.

　　 The monks of Yunmengchuan have rarely seen such scenes.

　　 The suppression of the rules between heaven and earth made the butterfly husbands who practice good water groan, and their bodies tremble lightly and fall to the ground.

　　 The faces of the others were different, all frowning.

　　 There is nothing to ask for.

　　 The eyebrows are raised, and the breath is like a fish swimming in the water, which is fully unobstructed, and the sight of the Dharma is far more transparent than others can see.

　　 "Does the Daoist practice fire method?"

　　 Tianzhi controls the sword light, stabilizes the breath on his body, looking sideways, he can't help being surprised:

　　 "Yun Mengchuan has few people who practice fire law."

　　 "Tianchi Taoist friend said it's bad." Shenhou on the side shook his head and said:

　　 "You Daoist Mo is not from Yunmengchuan, but this place fits the method that Daoist Mo practised, and you have to rely on it when you pass the customs."

　　 "Just kidding." Mo Qiu shook his head lightly, his gaze passed over the mountains, and he said slowly:

　　 "This is a formation."

　　 "Formation?" Cowen's eyes moved slightly:

　　 "It seems that the rumors are true. Some predecessors once said that the reason why the various areas in the ancestral temple are different is because the formation is cut."

　　 "Break the formation and find the eye, you can go inside, otherwise you will be trapped in it."

　　 "Hmm." Moqiu nodded:

　　 "The power of the fire is extremely active here, but watching its changes, it only comes from two places, one of which is the hall of customs clearance."

"but……"

　　 His voice paused slightly and said:

　　 "The other place, I am afraid that there are hidden treasures."

　　 In his perception, the vitality of the fire here is like a tide, rushing endlessly, but it penetrates carefully, but each has its own source.

　　Hundred rivers converge, forming two symmetrical nodes on the left and the right, and one of the nodes gives him the feeling that he has an impulse.

　　 This impulse is by no means a whim.

　　 After self-refining the Da Luo Fayan, even if it is an existence that has never been in contact, it can have some kind of induction, and he will not care about it.

　　 That thing may be very important!

　　 "Then look for the secret treasure first." Hearing this, Shen Hou's eyes lit up and said:

　　 "There is only one thing in the customs clearance hall. We have six people here, how do you divide it?"

　　 If you want to clear the customs in this place, you must rely on Moqiu. Naturally, there is no other person's share of the things in the hall.

　　 Although I agreed before I came here, I got the price of the treasure meeting.

　　 But after waiting, don’t be afraid, you will separate and walk alone. How can there be anything to share with others?

　　 It's better to search for the secret treasure first, and let's talk about the benefits.

　　 "Also."

　　 Cowen nodded, and looked at other people:

　　 "What do you think?"

　　 "This place is full of aura and valuable treasures, so you can't miss it." Madame Butterfly nodded and gestured towards Moqiu:

　　 "There are workers and Taoists who can give directions."

　　 Tianzhi didn't say a word, just nodded.

　　Don't ask for it, just tap lightly, and the blue flames steepen up on his body, wrapped his body, turned into a line of fire and went straight ahead.

　　 Not far away, Shen Hou's eyes flashed, seeming to be a little surprised, and he caught up in a flash.

　　 His retreat is invisible and invisible. Even if he opens his eyes, he can only see a phantom streamer, and he will follow behind him.

　　 Tianzhi’s escape light is a blade of light, the blade is sharp, breaking through the thick fire cloud, like a thin line, flying straight forward to escape.

Mrs. 　　 Butterfly has an elegant figure, wrapped in colorful glow, as if she had wings on her back. With just one flap, she flew for more than ten miles.

　　 Cowen's escape method is the most mysterious, like the inner road, the breath is always in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and comes from the breeze and auspicious clouds.

　　 The speed of Master Jin Dan’s escape is extremely amazing.

　　 Even though the place is not small, it didn't take long for the group to be close to the place with the most aura.

　　 "Lingmai!"

　　 Shen Hou seemed to have another clever way. He went to the front line faster than Moqiu and noticed the anomaly in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he went straight to the mountains below.

　　 Lingmai means Lingshi.

　　 And the spiritual energy gathered here is extremely terrifying, and I am afraid that it is the top-grade or even the top-grade spiritual stone, and it is no longer in the minority.

　　The things in the ancestral temple, especially the spiritual stones, are rarely obtained from the outside world and the spiritual energy will not pass away, not to mention the spiritual stones themselves are very valuable.

　　 Before the body arrived, Shen Hou gave a low cry, a sharp glow tearing the void in front of him.

　　 "呲……"

　　 The blade light was cut diagonally along the waist rib of the mountain, cutting out a deep gully about a few miles long, showing the shining red light inside.

　　 The red light is not a blaze.

　　 are densely packed fire spirit stones!

　　 The next moment.

　　 A strong aura gushes out from the cracks, almost metamorphosing into substance, the aura is condensed into a cloud, and a deep breath makes people floating.

　　 "Posted!"

　　Shenhou was ecstatic.

　　 There are so many spirit stones, even if only the grade of which is enough, it can be compared to the accumulation of a family of sects for a hundred years.

It can be said.

　　 Even if a few people split equally, there is no need to worry about Lingshi for decades.

　　 "We only take the top-grade and top-grade spirit stones, not to be exhausted." Cowen was also overjoyed, rubbing his hands, and said:

　　 "Take the things out first and then divide them, what do you think of Friends?"

　　 "Yeah." Moqiu nodded, then reached out his hand:

　　 "I want something inside."

"in?"

　　 Shenhou was taken aback, then his eyes narrowed, the dagger in his palm flashed abruptly, piercing through the heavy spiritual stones, and hitting a heavy object.

"Ding……"

　　 The melodious collision sound echoed in the field.

　　 A few people condensed their gazes, and then they looked around, but they saw that the core of the spiritual veins here, there was a person sitting cross-legged holding a duckbill black pot.

　　 The body was stiff and breathless, and he had obviously been dead for many years.

The duckbill black pot in 　　 was also unremarkable, but it was just this thing that made the magic weapon dagger in Shenhou's hand return without success.

"what is that?"

"careful."

　　 A few people were wary, and carefully distanced themselves.

　　 The previous experience of the Nether Corpse Emperor made them not dare to despise the corpse.

　　 They don't know, but they can see it clearly. The reason why the fire here is full of spiritual energy is not the source of this place.

　　 It's the unremarkable black duckbill pot in the man's hand.

baby!

　　 Divine fetish obscure.

　　 The rank of this treasure is probably better than the Breaking Fa Ruyi bestowed by Taiyizong.

　　 It is conceivable that such a large piece of spiritual veins can be born with the power of one thing over many years.

　　 Lingmai is just an accessory.

　　With it.

　　 As long as there is enough time, it is normal to regenerate a spiritual vein.

　　 Other people couldn't see the reason for this, but they knew that the duck-billed black pot was absolutely extraordinary. They looked at each other, and their faces couldn't help but hesitate.

"no problem."

　　 Tianchi speaks first:

　　 "Things belong to you, spirit stones belong to me and so on."

　　 "No!" Shen Hou's eyes flashed and said:

　　 "Except for the things inside, you can't get the spiritual objects in the hall over there. I have to wait until I have read them, and the higher price will get it."

　　 "Huh?" Do not ask to raise an eyebrow.

　　 After thinking for a while, he nodded slowly:

"Can."

　　 "I have no opinion." Madame Butterfly smiled lightly.

　　 Cowen stroked his beard lightly, and was about to speak, suddenly his complexion changed slightly, and he turned his head to look into the distance:

　　 "Someone is here!"

　　 Someone really came, and it was very fast. As soon as his voice fell, four escapees stopped not far away.

　　 Four people, two men and two women, one of them is sturdy, with a sturdy body, and the aura on his body is not concealed. It is indeed the late Jindan.

　　 The other three have old women, young women, and young people, all of whom are also masters of the golden core.

　　 "Lingmai!"

　　 The young woman is holding a bamboo basket in her hand, wearing a golden hairpin on her head, her beautiful eyes passing by everyone and falling on the spiritual veins, she can't help but be happy:

　　 "It's a coincidence. There is such a spiritual vein. We Xiaohuan Island will no longer have to worry about Lingshi for hundreds of years from now on."

　　 "Good." The old woman nodded.

　　 "A few people." Kou Wen's expression sank:

　　 "We discovered this first."

　　 "So what?" The young man smiled indifferently:

　　 "Spiritual creatures are born by nature, and come by looking for causes and effects. It has always been the residence of the virtues, and there has never been a reason for coming first."

　　 "How many friends are from the Seven Saints League, right?" Madame Butterfly stepped forward and bowed:

　　 "I have seen a few of you with my concubine body Cuifeng Mountain Butterfly Moon."

　　 "It turned out to be Madame Butterfly." The big man nodded, his expression unchanged:

　　 "In Baoshan, the Seven Saints League, these are Bao Mou's fellow Changqingzi, Fang Yan, and Yuan Yu. You should have heard of them all?"

　　 Yunmengchuan has a lot of golden pills, but every one of them is well-known.

　　A few people, even if they don’t know each other, they have heard of it.

　　 The other party is no exception.

When you open your mouth, you will speak coldly and show your sharp edge, but it is deliberate. At this level, how can you lose your mind like ordinary people? The young man Yuan Yuxiu is the weakest, and it seems that he has recently advanced to Jin Dan.

　　 "Meeting is fate." Kou Wennian turned his head and said slowly:

　　 "Since several of you have already arrived, I can't monopolize the spiritual veins here. Why don't I wait for one person to get half of it?"

　　 Apart from Shen Hou pursing his lips, the others did not respond.

　　 Since Cowen has been chosen as the speaker, he can naturally call the shots.

　　 "Hmm..." Baoshan's eyes moved slightly, his gaze fell on the spirit veins, and he nodded, saying:

　　 "It's all right."

　　 "However, that thing belongs to me."

　　 said, reaching out and pointing towards the figure holding the duckbill black pot inside.

"Hey-hey……"

　　, the Changqingzi on the side hung his head and smiled. With a crutches in his hand, he turned into a wisp of breeze and flew towards the figure inside.

　　 "Da..."

　　 It was dark in front of him, and a figure blocked the way.

　　Don't ask for a big hand to stretch out, speak calmly:

　　 "The things inside are mine."

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