Chapter 1329 (1/2)

Ding Yi pushes away elder martial brother Xu's body and dives back to the bottom of the river.

That swaying cicada flower, slightly shaken with the current, as beautiful as a girl's body.

Ding Yi stared at the sclerotia branch and counted, one circle, two circles - seven circles, eight circles, nine circles.

If elder martial brother Xu is right, this golden cicada flower should be ninety-nine thousand years old.

There's less than a thousand years, less than a hundred thousand years?

A thousand years may not be long for these wolves.

Some of them have been in fairyland for seven or eight thousand years, and for tens of thousands of years.

When the monster can't practice with immortal crystal, the promotion is very slow. A small virtual immortal monster may live for tens of thousands of years.

All the monsters in the world are precious, but they are nothing in the fairyland. They are everywhere.

Ten thousand year old herbs in the world are also treasures, but they are nothing in the fairyland. They are everywhere.

Ding Yi fled here from mojianzong. On the road, there are more than 100000 years old or even more than one million years old fairy grasses, but these fairy grasses are not valuable. Only those who can practice elixir and have medicinal value can be valuable, such as cicada flower.

So, are we going to dig or not? Nearly 100000 years? Once it's 100000 years old, Chinese herbal medicine will be promoted to the top grade.

Ding Yi hesitated a little, because the number of circles above is only nine (each circle represents a thousand years). Is this golden cicada flower 99000 years old or 99990 years old? Ding Yi is indistinguishable.

There's a thousand years to go before it's a hundred thousand years, or there's a year to go.

If it is a year, Ding Yi would rather wait here for a year.

In 100000 years, the value of this flower will be at least ten times higher.

But I can't wait, can I?

Ding Yi thought about it for less than half a minute, gritted his teeth and dug.

For Ding Yi now, the 90000 year old may be better than the 100000 year old.

There is no one near qinglingmen to eat the golden cicada flower of 100000 years. Mingzhou city is also a little dangerous.

You don't have to choose the most expensive, just choose the most suitable one.

Ding Yi took time to wait and dug hard with his hands.

”Wow.” The cicada flower is really refined. It took more than 30 centimeters to get to the root.

Take it in your hand and estimate it casually. It's heavy and weighs at least two Jin.

Ding Yi quickly put it away and threw it at the diamond platform.

In order to prevent the insect from eating, Ding Yi put it far away, dozens of miles away.

After digging, Ding Yi is ready to leave the bottom and return to the shore.

Whoosh, he's going up slowly.

Just rose less than a meter, suddenly felt a strong and terrible idea, like Mount Tai, roaring, falling from the sky, oppressive intrusion into the water.

This idea is fierce and aboveboard. It seems that it is very confident in itself.

Because this idea is too strong, when it falls on the water, ripples appear on the water, as if it had been thrown into a stone.

”No, there are masters.” Ding Yi was startled and ran his newly learned resting skill. At the same time, his eyes closed and his limbs stretched out like a dead body lying on his back.

The hand moves quickly, brushes, binds the animal rope to entangle his feet, and then entangles with a clump of water grass on the side.

The art of tranquility and tranquility in the world also works at the same time, and he even tears off the wound of Xiaojiao's dressing in his throat.

Now it seems that Ding Yi is a dead body, bound by ropes and entangled with the aquatic plants at the bottom of the river.

Because this idea is powerful, it gives Ding Yi a certain reaction time.

Just as Ding Yi does all this well, he shouts that this idea falls to the bottom of the river. He sweeps along the bottom of the river inch by inch.

Soon it was locked on Ding Yi.

A slight pause, continue to move forward, a few breaths, a mile around the bottom of the river are swept by this idea.

”There is a dead body below, wrapped by water and grass, and bitten by Sirius at the throat.” On the Bank of the river, two men stood with their hands down and looked around.

These two men, who can sweep to the bottom of the river with divine thoughts, are naturally great figures of Jinxian level.

Hong Ansheng and Lei Dongjiu in the early period of mohjian sect.

Ding Yi can't believe that these two golden immortal masters have been chasing Ding Yi for five months.

”These people should be from Qingling gate. Some of them died in the hands of tianban wolf, and then they seemed to kill each other?”

”There is no body of Sirius. Someone should have taken it all.”

”This is the territory of qinglingmen. Our two golden immortals suddenly enter. They will have an opinion. Elder martial brother Lei, do you want to chase them?” Hong Ansheng was already a little discouraged when they discussed with each other.

The fairyland is too big. It's too easy to hide one person. They searched for two fairylands for five months. They came from the territory of mojianzong to the territory of qinglingmen, but they haven't found the fugitive yet.