Rat, snake, rabbit.

Three monsters, all three corpses were thrown to the ground at this time.

Taoist Master Simu and Master Ikki looked carefully and both of them were slightly dotted.

Master Ikki even held his chest with one hand and said:

"Namo Amitabha, good, good."

"Good job, the three demons came out, and Qingyun Mountain would be purified.

The villagers around will definitely be grateful to you."

Taoist Simu also smiled and spoke, which was quite recognizing the performance of the four people.

Not only did he kill three monsters, but he also suffered no harm in the situation of the four.

It can be said that the task was completed perfectly.

Wencai even hugged the box and said with a smile:

"Uncle Master, I'm still here!"

"This is?"

Taoist Simu was puzzled.

Wencai put the box on the stone next to it and opened it directly.

Suddenly, the jewels and treasures swelled up in the face.

Under the hidden firelight, the four-eyed Taoist Master, the iron rooster, couldn't help but look horrified:

"Okay, so many jewelry!"

As he said that, he walked forward excitedly.

"Uncle Master, these jewelry are collected by that monster.

In addition, there is also a wild ginseng that has been slurped with the vintage.”

"Here, uncle."

Qiu Sheng opened his mouth and took out the ginseng.

As soon as this thing is taken, it is a scent of medicine.

Taoist Simu refining medicine, and just by smelling it, he knew that the wild ginseng was extraordinary.

At this time, the jewelry was not enough to care about it and looked at the wild ginseng.

The nose kept twitching, smelling the smell of eating wild ginseng:

"Good thing, this is a good thing..."

Master Ikki came over too:

"This ginseng has to be at least three hundred years old. It's definitely a treasure."

"Yes, this kind of treasure is hard to come by.

If you use it as medicine for uncle to refine pills, you will definitely be able to refine good pills."

Taoist Simu spoke excitedly.

As a result, Master Ikki didn't choose:

"No, your shit alchemy technique will only destroy this mountain ginseng.

It’s better to slice and make tea for me.

Everyone, a pot in the morning and evening will definitely strengthen their body, which is better than taking your pills..."

"No, monk, use it to refine alchemy."

"No, it's used to make tea..."

In an instant, the two enemies, Taoist Master Simu and Master Ikki, began to quarrel again.

Even the gold, silver and jewelry next to it were gone.

From this we can see the weight of this wild ginseng in the minds of the two.

It is much more important than these gold and silver.

Even if you have gold and silver, you can also go to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

However, these three hundred years of age are hard to come by, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

As juniors, Nanchen and others are not easy to interrupt now.

So these two old guys started arguing directly.

But it was too late today, and it was impossible to rush home now.

Everyone decided to stay here for one night.

Wait until tomorrow morning and set off for a trip.

Nan Chen had no intention of paying attention to Taoist Simu and others, so he found a place to lie down and rest.

Looking at the vast starry sky, thinking about what happened today and unexpected gains.

He never expected it.

It turned out that in addition to him, his classmate Shangguan Ronghui also traveled here.

Although many years have passed, the feelings during the school period have faded.

But as modern people and time travelers, Nanchen still wants to find himself, his classmate, this kind of person.

I just don't know if she is still alive now.

As she thought about it, Nanchen fell asleep deeply.

But who knew that he was dreaming again today.

Moreover, it was the dream yesterday.

Exactly the same, all the same scenes.

I dreamed of an altar with the word "jue" marked on the Seven Quarter Gate.

The altar was like a beast, and it wanted to open its mouth and bite him and devour him.

Give him endless pressure and fear.

When he woke up from his dream, he was sweating again.

Looking at the sky, it was already early morning.

The air is so fresh, and the birds sing in the woods.

Only Nanchen is still scared.

Thinking back to that terrible dream.

I have been having the same dream for two days, dreaming of the altar.

I dreamed of traveling through the lake.

He was even more suspicious.

I doubt that my time travel is related to the altar?

Actually, this is not a dream?

The altar he saw was actually his real memory?

That altar really exists.

It stands in a certain corner of this world.

This idea is very strong.

And Nanchen is guessing;

If the altar really exists, this is his memory.

Then, his time travel must have some relationship with the altar.

Can he go back if he finds that altar?

Return to the present world?

Although it was just a thought, this thought quickly took root in Nanchen's mind.

He wanted to find the altar, but he had no idea what to do.

The only Seven Quaternary Sects I have come into contact with now is the evil ghosts, the demonic path.

There are very few understandings of the Seven Quarter Sect.

Not to mention finding the mysterious altar, it is very difficult to find a Seven-Secret Sect.
To be continued...