v2 Chapter 77： All parties in the trial world (1/2)

At this moment, not far from behind, the mist separated toward the two sides. A pale and bloodless teenager with a thin build walked slowly to him, respectfully saying, ”I have seen my brother, but I haven't seen it in January. Brother Xiu is really gratifying to make another breakthrough. [?

When the monk turned and heard the words, the eyes fell on the young man, his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help showing a gloomy color. Years, you can practice to reach the initial stage of foundation building. This time in January in Midi, it reached the middle stage in one fell swoop. Such a degree of practice is rare in the real world, and it is no wonder that Master will treat you as a mantra. Real people are deliberately cultivating you as the next head. ”

When the young man heard the words, he shook his head and said, ”It's because the head and the Master are too much love. Although the master is lucky enough to practice more quickly, he still dares not think about these things at all.”

”Huh! Now that the master is out, let's go to the exit and remember what Master said before. This time the trip to the wooden house is mainly for me. Please also wait for the master not to be the master.”

After all, the man snorted slightly, discerning the direction slightly, his body glinted darkly, and suddenly turned into a flowing shadow and flew forward.

Behind him, the young monk shook his head slightly, with mocking eyes in his eyes, and followed immediately.

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Somewhere in a mountain stream, a thin, shabby young monk, carrying a bamboo basket and holding a jade shovel, carefully lifted a plant on the ground, one foot tall, with narrow leaves and purple-black fruit. The ground was transplanted with roots, and muttered in his mouth, ”Good things, good things. This black magpie grass has grown for at least four hundred years. It can produce fifty fruits every ten years, and it can produce twenty. For the other kinds of spirits, if they are sold to Zongmen, they will have at least five hundred. No, six hundred spirits can be sold. ”

A few feet away from this black lotus spirit grass, a beast covered with scales and looking extremely ferocious fell to the ground, and a large hole was opened in his forehead, which killed him instantly.

Transplant the spirit grass, carefully put it into a white jade bottle, and put it in the bamboo basket behind it. This bamboo basket is obviously not an ordinary thing. It has a lot of money in it, and it is very easy to collect this black grape spirit. It should be a treasure similar to a storage bag.

”Well, although this second-tier Chinese-scale scale beast is very careful to open the wound on my head, with the wound, the kid in the refiner department will definitely push down the price, and I can't sell a few spirit stones! Damn, why did you shake your hand just now? The attack was supposed to fall on your eyes. ”This population fluttered, showing distress in its eyes,” but no matter how small a mosquito is, it ca n’t be lost. ” In the meantime, when the man waved his hand, the scaled beast corpse disappeared and disappeared, apparently he was put in the storage bag.

”Well, time is running out, hurry up and go around and see if you can find any other elixir. These simple-headed guys, when you enter the trial world, know that you will fight for it. How many spirit grass treasures can be damaged, and everyone can't find the wealth of spirit grass quietly, dumb, really dumb! ”

The monk carrying a bamboo basket was preparing to leave, but suddenly his face changed suddenly, and his eyes showed endless pain. He reached out and patted on the waist storage bag, looking at the trial stone that had pointed out the way out. A terrible howl suddenly appeared: ”How come time is so fast, I haven't dug enough spiritual grass, I haven't found that can make Xiaolin sister and sister fall in love with my thousand miles of marriage grass instantly, how can I leave so soon! I disagree! I firmly disagree with this matter, and I want to protest! ”

This man screamed and screamed, and then red-eyed after half a ring. He slammed a **** into the air fiercely and shouted, ”Damn old ghost, if you do n’t promise, you will give me two thousand good spirits. As a reward, I wo n’t do this stupid waste of opportunities to earn soul stones just to watch the fun! ”

”Damn, you guys wait for me. This time, my little master, I haven't been able to search the whole world of trials. After two hundred years, my younger apprentice will continue to do my unfinished business, and there will be me 400 years later. The apprentice grandson, the apprentice grandson 600 years later ... I must dig out all the spirits and grass in your Mujia trial world! ”

Tiger's eyes looked at the earth of the earth with tears in tears, and the monk turned his head and flew outward in the light, tears and rain all the way.

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Somewhere in the dark stone room, three monks sat cross-legged, and one was the young generation leader of Naluo Water Gate-Jun Wu Regret.

The three of them sat cross-legged in a matrix formation, turning in a triangle, and a white light cluster was suspended in the center of the three. Under the effect of the matrix formation, a trace of white light was broken down and merged into the three bodies along the matrix formation. .