If you are interested in copying it, see if you can deduce the method of sacrificial refining of this magic weapon.

In fact, the moths of the green-robed monk are quite impressive.

It's just that Xie Duanyang has raised too many spiritual beasts himself, and with his powerful spiritual consciousness, he doesn't need to rely on such small means at all, which makes it seem useless.

Knowing that today's battle was dragging on for a long time, Xie Duanyang stopped looking at the trophies one by one.

Ask the golden-backed mantis to dispose of the three corpses, and then cast a spell to destroy the nearby environment and cover up the whereabouts

If Xie Duanyang doesn't stay any longer, he won't be able to pursue Yao Wanli's clues about the sting.

After making a big circle, he passed through the territory controlled by Tumu Pavilion and returned directly to the inn where he stayed.

Instead of returning directly, he rented a separate small courtyard next to him with his current appearance and identity.

Proficiently, he took out the array array flag and deployed a medium-quality protective array to cover the courtyard.

Xie Duanyang then used Tu Xingsun's innate ability to escape from the ground, reunited with his body, and walked out of the room.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Yao Wanli and two others returned one after another.

The monk surnamed Chen's face was slightly pale, his energy was weak, and his body seemed to have a faint smell of blood.

However, he seemed to be in a good mood. He opened a small jar of the spiritual wine presented by Xie Duanyang, and drank it slowly with two plates of spiritual fruits.

When I saw him coming out, I immediately poured him a glass and invited him to drink together.

When Xie Duanyang saw it, he immediately understood and congratulated him with fists in his hands.

"Congratulations to Brother Chen for getting his wish. From now on, we will no longer be like these rootless duckweeds like us."

"I am happy and happy at the same time, which means I am not bad luck."

Taking out the inner waist card and placing it on the table, seeing that it was 70% to 80% similar to the VIP identity card that Xie Duanyang received today, the monk surnamed Chen spoke in a humble tone with a hint of contentment.

"It's a pity that Chen knows nothing about alchemy, weapon refining and other cultivation arts, so he can only do hard work, which is far from leisure."

As he spoke, his attitude became more and more affectionate, and he invited the two of them to join Wanghai Tower as stewards and worshippers.

Having two familiar people in a group is much easier than fighting alone.

It's just that the two of them don't really seem to be casual cultivators, so of course they wouldn't make such a choice.

Yao Wanli excused himself by citing his descendants' family, while Xie Duanyang expressed his intention to visit the vegetation garden in two days.

Upon hearing this, the monk surnamed Chen quickly fell silent.

When the three of them first met, they made it very clear that Xie Duanyang planned to go to Mulan Grassland to look for those rare spiritual flowers and herbs because of the flower bees he raised.

The specialty business of Caomu Garden is the cultivation and sale of spiritual plants. In contrast, even if Xie Duanyang wanted to find a powerful family to join him, this would naturally be his first choice.

The monk surnamed Chen was still injured. Seeing that neither of them was interested, he stopped mentioning it. After drinking two more drinks, he went back to his room to meditate and adjust his breath.

"Is it possible that fellow Taoist has given up the idea of ​​going to Mulan Grassland?"

Putting down his wine glass, Yao Wanli raised his head and looked at Xie Duanyang.

Although he had a smile on his face, he was actually a little annoyed inside.

"How is it possible? It's just a matter of rejecting Brother Chen in a bad way, just making an excuse, but I didn't expect fellow Taoist Yao to take it seriously?"

Xie Duanyang chuckled and denied it, then looked determined and asked in a low voice.

"Fellow Taoist, you are like this, but you have some clues?"

Yao Wanli nodded proudly and raised three fingers.

"In three years' time, the Mulan and Tuwu tribes will once again have a decisive battle in the middle of the prairie that happens once in a century."

It can be heard that Yao Wanli's voice is slightly excited.

"Now that both sides are officially preparing for war, the prices of spiritual stones, elixirs, magic weapons, etc. are rising day by day.

Transporting anything from Tiannan is a sure-profit business, so don’t say that I didn’t warn fellow Taoists.”

Hearing this, Xie Duanyang couldn't help but frown, and his face changed slightly.

With the Nine Nations Alliance blocking the way, Tiannan Inland was not familiar with the situation in the Mulan Grassland, and he did not expect to encounter such a thing.

Mulan, Tutu, no one is inferior to Tiannan in strength.

In a decisive battle of this scale, I am afraid that the entire human world will be ranked first.

Although the Jin Dynasty had a vast territory and a large population, the number of monks was far beyond that.

However, because the major sects and the old monster who transformed the gods maintained control, it was relatively stable. There was no such war, and the royal family remained unchanged for ten thousand years.

The two feuding parties are fighting in a decisive battle. Not to mention forming pills, I am afraid that there will be many magicians at the Nascent Soul level.

Originally, Xie Duanyang thought that the golden-backed mantis had already formed a pill, and he added a few of his trump cards.

Even if you really face the Danjie monks, you won’t feel embarrassed. As long as you are careful, crossing Tiannan will not be too dangerous.

But now, he is not so sure.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist."

Yao Wanli is a mature man. When he saw the change in Xie Duanyang's expression, he knew what he was worried about and explained it with a smile.

"The war between the Mulan people and the Tuchu people happens once every hundred years, and each time it lasts for more than ten years.

There are still several years to go before the real start. Even if a war begins, it will only be a small-scale gathering of troops and testing at the beginning.

What's more..."

Having said this, Yao Wanli's tone changed, and he patted his chest and assured himself confidently.

"The war is about to begin, and they are still counting on us to deliver supplies to them from Tiannan.

After the official war, the demand will only be greater, so how can you be stupid enough to take action against us and break the rules..."

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