The spirit stones mined in ancient veins this time were 20% more than the last time, so the number of Tianshu Pavilion can be divided into increased. With this item alone, this Tianshu Pavilion can be considered a complete meeting. After returning, the Tianshu Pavilion will develop.

Yang Xiu sat at the stone table with his hands and feet in hand, drinking tea happily. Listening to Liu Wenzhong's tone just now, this time it was a great harvest. The rewards of each disciple increased instead of reducing, which was considered an unexpected harvest.

However, Lin Shuangchen, opposite the stone table, was looking at him indifferently. Yang Xiu could make jokes with Liu Wenzhong, but he could only be honest when facing the smart beautiful master of Bingxue.

"You rashly take action to treat the dragon turtle. What if you fail? Yu Lingzhai's strength ranks among the top three in Ningguo. If the dragon turtle is killed, you can disappear with just one word. If you cure countless enemies who are secretly peeping, they are jealous of you. Those people are eager to lose their strength. Why do you get into trouble for yourself?"

Lin Shuangchen's voice was in the ancient well, but Yang Xiu was very scared when he heard it. When it came to competition among major sects, Yang Xiu could imagine how bloody the interests in the dark were. He made a decision impulsively and was indeed reckless.

However, thinking of Qi Yunlong Turtle's kind-hearted moan just now, Yang Xiu was relieved.

"Master, Qiyunlong Turtle has a boundless life span. I don't know how many births, old age, sickness and death have been seen. You can become king at any place in the Great Wilderness. Why do you have to stay in Yulingzhai and be driven by others? But it still protects its former master's disciples, isn't it just because of the friendship and promises of its former master?"

Yang Xiu put down the teacup, looked at Lin Shuangchen with a somewhat angry expression, and smiled freely and said: "A spiritual beast is like this, but finding such a firm friendship among immortal cultivators is harder than climbing to the sky. I just want to prove that without practicing the ruthless immortal path, spiritual beasts of monks can still practice successfully and live well."

Yang Xiu said solemnly, Lin Shuangchen lowered his eyelids slightly and did not speak. What he practiced was the ruthless immortal path. Since he was a child, he heard from his master that he would not live forever, but the only disciple he accepted was a firm supporter of the world-wide cultivation of immortals.

When the head of the sect asked Yang Xiu to stay under his sect, how did he think about it? Because of this, I heard that the master and the sect had already argued several times.

Yang Xiu had long noticed the subtle changes in Lin Shuangchen. The fairy who was originally cold as a stone who didn't care about the world was still as cold as usual, but there was a little more warmth in front of Yang Xiu.

Maybe Lin Shuangchen himself didn't notice it. When he heard Yang Xiu take action to treat Qi Yunlong Turtle, Lin Shuangchen was happy for his master, but he was more worried about Yang Xiu's safety.

"Master, don't worry,"

Seeing Lin Shuangchen lowered his head and thought, Yang Xiu knew what the other party was worried about, and said, "No one dared to do anything randomly in Fanjing Mountain. Since Min Qingshan came here just now, he was just warning other sluts that our Tianshu Pavilion will make a lot of money this time."

When Lin Shuangchen saw Yang Xiu change his concept, his beautiful eyes squinted Yang Xiu and said nothing more. He was worried about Yang Xiu's safety, but he led the topic to the benefits of the Tianshu Pavilion, which was a slippery point.

...

The rewards for the wilderness training were quickly distributed. This time, the Xianmo Sect and every disciple of the Tianshu Pavilion met were particularly jealous, because the dispute over the ranking of the sects was no longer a secret. The Xianmo Sect was a villain behind but was beaten back by the Tianshu Pavilion, which was very satisfying.

Everyone does not know that Yang Xiu is the biggest contributor. The fact that he has a long face is only circulated among a few people. Yang Xiu doesn’t care about this reputation, and counting money in a silence is the justification. Now Yang Xiu will pull out the porcelain bottle every night and look at the blue water spirit pill happily, and will wake up several times in the next night.

Lin Shuangchen was still not relieved after all, so he personally wrote a Taoist talisman for Yang Xiu. The name is very vulgar, called the ghost-exorcist talisman. It is said that it can avoid many unlucky things.

As the first few sects in Ningguo, the Yuling Sect has many enemies, but what worries Lin Shuangchen the most is a sect called Fengyanshan.

The disgusting name of Fengyan Mountain alone reminds many bad things. This sect is just as powerful as the Tianshu Pavilion, but it inherits extremely rare ghost-exorcist techniques, which specializes in controlling evil ghosts and torture people's souls.

The monks of Fengyan Mountain have a famous nickname in Ningguo, named Mr. Zombie, who is an expert in assassination. If the other party targets Yang Xiu, it will be too dangerous.

Yang Xiu hid the ghost-exorcist talisman close to his body, which was very serious. Yang Xiu didn’t know whether there were any gods in this world, but there were definitely ghosts. There were many evil ghosts in the dungeon of Bingdaotang that harmed people in the secular world, which were the raw materials used by monks to conduct research.

Yang Xiu saw with his own eyes a green evil ghost locked up by several senior brothers, with several Taoist talismans on his body and countless tubes tied. The tragic roar did not look like anger, but rather like begging for mercy. Since then, Yang Xiu, who had never believed in ghosts and gods, even his last trace of curiosity disappeared without a trace.

But ghosts are like monsters, with soft-footed shrimps and powerful characters, so Yang Xiu refused Lin Shuangchen's kindness, not to mention that he also brought Lin Shuangchen's quiet body fragrance.

The meeting of the audience went smoothly. If you don’t consider Liu Kunshan, who was like a father who was so bitter, could be called the host and the host and the host.

All sects finally gathered together to discuss plans to deal with the wild monsters. Yang Xiu was not able to participate and was not interested. He just hoped that the transaction meeting would be held immediately after the end. Liu Xian was still guarding nearly a thousand spirit stones at home. He couldn't feel at ease if he didn't spend it early.

...

"Recently, the wild monsters have been moving frequently, and I don't know what will happen." Lin Shuangchen naturally took the tea handed over by Yang Xiu, took a sip of it gracefully, and whispered.

Yang Xiu stood by the table and poured another cup of tea, saying, "The tide of spiritual power decline has arrived. Those big monsters are coming out now to damage their lifespan. I don't believe they are so stupid. I guess they are just doing it."

Liu Wenzhong looked at the harmonious look of one master and one disciple in front of him, and his eyes were full of satisfaction. In the past, Lin Shuangchen had a serious obsession with cleanliness and never let others touch the things he used. This kind of thing that made others brew tea and water was simply incredible.

It seems that the leader put Yang Xiu on Xiaomengshan was the right choice. He did not want to see Junior Sister Lin, who had been smart since childhood, become a heartless stone man, and he did not know what Uncle Fuyun thought.

Seeing that Liu Wenzhong was stunned and said nothing, Yang Xiu knew that the other party was still making up for his own ideas and continued: "Tianshu Pavilion is located in the hinterland of Tongzhou. The pressure on facing wild monsters is much less. Let their big sects go to trouble themselves."

Liu Wenzhong came back to his senses, reached out to grab the teacup that Yang Xiu had brought to his mouth, smelled the rich tea fragrance, nodded in satisfaction, and glared at Yang Xiu: "My sister-in-law, I forgot my uncle with my master. Your master chose to draw this time. After the meeting of the audience, I will go to the southern front line to kill monsters. I guess I can't go back with us."

"Shenma?"

Yang Xiu stared at Liu Wenzhong, then looked at Lin Shuangchen with a calm expression. Seeing Lin Shuangchen take out a piece of stacked paper from his waist, he immediately snatched it.

The immortal order of Ningguo Cultivation Alliance in Shuli, the immortal text on it is green all over, and tender spore green leaves flash from time to time. The whole paper is like a miniature jungle, and Yang Xiu can even smell the unique smell of green plants on the paper.

What to show off? Isn’t it just the transformation of spiritual power? The great monks in the late stage of Zhuji’s Qihai often copied the skills and traveled among the disciples by themselves, but they never used such a slutty magic.

Yang Xiu shook the paper and threw it on the table with disdain, saying, "This is not the evil envoy of the Xianmo Sect again. The trick failed last time, and now I have the idea of ​​hitting my master."

"Ouyang Jianqing and several other disciples of the Xianmo Sect were also transferred to Fanjing Mountain." Liu Wenzhong shook his head, looking at his expression very relaxed, and he didn't seem to be nervous.

Knowing that Ouyang Jianqing was going to go too, Yang Xiu's mind began to turn rapidly.

Ever since he learned that the Xianmo Sect had something to do with the Shanyin City, Yang Xiu had already sentenced the Xianmo Sect to death in his heart, and there was no room for rewind. Ouyang Jianqing was also unwilling to death with Lin Shuangchen. It would be really strange if Yang Xiu didn't plot against him.

When Liu Wenzhong saw Yang Xiu's eyes rolling around, he raised his hand and patted Yang Xiu's forehead, and said angrily: "Stop thinking about it, the wild front is a real place of life and death, which is completely different from the previous experience. People are thinking about finding a safe place to practice well, but you always want to run to dangerous places."

Liu Wenzhong knew Yang Xiu. He was laughing at the surface, but his mind was only as small as the tip of a needle. He didn't know that he knew a lot of inside information. He had to be optimistic and not let this kid cause trouble.

The southern front refers to the swamp that Yang Xiu and others passed by when they came. Most of the southern part of Yizhou where Fanjing Mountain is located is covered by swamps. There are many monsters in the swamp and bloodthirsty and easy to kill. It is no exaggeration to say that each monster near the junction of human towns and swamps carries countless lives, and vice versa.

I heard that monsters have been causing trouble recently and massacred several villages. The secular world is the basis for immortals. It is estimated that only the ancestor of Fanjingshan who does not eat or drink and meditates all day long. In addition, immortals who have relatives and descendants of their relatives will inevitably remain in the secular world. This deep hatred cannot be resolved, and only killing is the only way to kill.

Lin Shuangchen's cultivation is very reassuring. The first person in Qihai Period is not just a joke. Yang Xiu is worried about the dangers behind it.

Although the Qiyun Dragon Turtle's injury was healed, Yang Xiu's doubts did not dissipate. The egg on the hind leg of the dragon turtle was indeed stabbed into the childbirth by the black bee, but the depth of the larvae was more than two inches!

Therefore, it is not the ordinary black bee that stabs the dragon turtle, but the king of black bee. According to the shallow knowledge found in ancient books before Yang Xiu set out, the queen bee will never leave the beehive in her life unless the bee colony suffers a catastrophe or is driven by others.
Chapter completed!