Chapter 288 A Windfall. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

"..." Mei Keqiu hesitated to speak when he heard the words, finally sighed, and said with a wry smile, "Actually, it is not known whether Huo Zhaojing wants Huangquanmu."

He explained, "Huo Zhaojing was born in a noble family, with high cultivation and strong strength. When he first arrived at the Spring Altar, he was surrounded by stars."

"Over the past few years, many rare objects in Henglufang City have been looted in his name."

"A part of it was indeed dedicated to Huo Zhaojing."

"But there are also quite a few that are missing."

Pei Ling said, "Will Huo Zhaojing let others act under his banner?"

"There are no particularly powerful families near Henglufang City." Mei Keqiu said, "And the disciples of the Tiansheng Sect who act under the banner of Huo Zhaojing also have winks. They won't provoke the really powerful ones."

"For Huo Zhaojing, these are not big things, so he just turned a blind eye."

"After all, he is the big brother of Chuntan, and he was supposed to protect the disciples of Chuntan."

"The most important thing is that it is rumored that the exercises he practiced cannot be done behind closed doors, but need to be in constant struggle before they can be diligently improved."

"Thus, although the actions of these disciples will bring hidden dangers to Huo Zhaojing, Huo Zhaojing doesn't take it seriously, but is happy to see the results."

Pei Ling listened, his thoughts changed, and he asked some more details, then nodded slightly: "I understand, don't worry, let the team pack up and continue to set off."

After dismissing Mei Keqiu, Jin Sumian, who was ordered to go out to deal with the aftermath, returned not long after.

In addition to coming to report that the destruction of corpses and traces and traces have been completed, they also brought Dou Wan's storage bag.

"Thank you." Pei Ling took the storage bag and found that it hadn't been opened yet. He nodded in satisfaction. He used to do this kind of corpse touching by himself, but now, he has to be more prepared when someone else does it for him.

He calmed down a few words casually, and signaled Jin Sumian and the three to help the Mei clan pack up the convoy and set off again as soon as possible.

When he was the only one left in the blood puppet sedan chair, he began to count the harvest.

There are a lot of things in the three storage bags.

The first one is owned by Lu Yanni, which contains about 300 medium-grade spirit stones, as well as various elixirs, incense, medicinal materials, hairpin rings... and many artifacts related to cultivation.

But most of them are nuns' dresses.

It can be described as dazzling, everything that one expects to find.

Pei Ling was worried about missing the valuables hidden inside, so she looked through them deliberately, but found one of them, which was very similar to what Jin Sumian was wearing that day?

He found nothing else in these skirts, and quickly put them aside with disinterest;

The second one is owned by the male cultivator who fled separately from Lu Yanni. There are more than 120 medium-grade spirit stones, more than 7,000 low-grade spirit stones, various punishment tools, pills, utensils, etc.;

The third storage bag came from the strongest of the three.

There are more than 400 middle-grade spirit stones in it, all kinds of monster bones, pills, and bits and pieces needed for cultivation...

In this battle, not to mention other things, the income from spirit stones alone has more than 800 middle-grade spirit stones!

Sure enough, the fastest way to get spirit stones is not alchemy casting, but a windfall from heaven!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling put away all the things in different categories, and then stepped out of the bloody puppet sedan chair.

"Main Master!" Seeing him coming for the first time, Jin Su Mian saluted immediately.

She was guarding the side of the convoy, very close to where the blood puppet sedan chair was.

Seeing Pei Ling's vigor and vigor, and his demeanor becoming more and more calm, Jin Su Mian felt a little complicated for a while.

In the past, she had a big prejudice against Pei Ling, but strength is the most important thing. This time when the natural teaching came, Pei Ling almost solved it by himself.

It is conceivable that without Pei Ling leading the team, with the cultivation methods of her, Dai Baishi and Yan Yuming, they would definitely lose a lot.

Even, it was probably the three of them who were crushed!

In contrast, the misunderstandings between the two seemed less important.

After all, Li Zhen's legend was right, Pei Ling seemed to humiliate her frequently, but in fact, he never touched her!

As the saying goes, no one is perfect, and the eccentricity of the strong, although it is difficult to understand, but when you think about it carefully, it seems to be harmless...

Pei Ling glanced at her, nodded slightly, and then said: "The direction we are going now, in three days, we will reach the sphere of influence of the Holy Sect. People, don’t dare to mess around again.”

"But during the three days, be careful to guard against the natural sect and the latecomers."

Hearing this, Jin Sumian nodded immediately: "Yes!"

The rest of the journey went smoothly.

Ordinary casual cultivators dare not easily provoke the disciples of the Chongming Sect. They occasionally encountered a few monsters in the Kaihui stage on the road, and they were all easily dealt with by Jin Sumian and the three without Pei Ling personally taking action.

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The next day, a group of monks in white robes and golden crowns, surrounded by a carriage pulled by strange beasts and shrouded in haze, appeared outside Henglufang City.

In the carriage, the bead curtain was half rolled up, revealing a refined and handsome figure.

He has sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his face is carved like a beautiful jade, his eyes are clear, his long hair is loose, and he wears an extraordinarily complicated and gorgeous brow ring, in the middle of which is inlaid a golden gem the size of a thumb. . The whole body has pure inspiration and fluctuating aura, which faintly reveals the cultivation base in the late foundation establishment period.

It was Huo Zhaojing, the great disciple of Tianshengjiao Chuntan!

At this moment, he was sitting in the car, sitting upright, with his hands naturally placed on his knees. On his slender and fair hands, he wore several magic weapon gems, all of which were gorgeous and radiant.

Complementing his handsome appearance, he doesn't look vulgar at all, but instead carries a kind of grace and luxury that is unique to the noble son of an immortal family.

The carriage passed by empty-handed, and suddenly stopped.

"Eldest brother." A female cultivator in a white robe dragging the floor and wearing a blue eyebrow pendant walked quickly to the side of the carriage, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Dou, Junior Brother Chunyu, and Junior Sister Lu are full of vitality. Disappear here! According to the news from the altar, the souls of the three of them have dispersed, and they must have died."

Huo Zhaojing turned his head to the side, looked at the defect that appeared suddenly among the lush reeds below, his eyes were slightly condensed, and then he nodded lightly: "Search."

The female cultivator hurriedly lowered her head: "Yes!"

Soon, many Tianshengjiao disciples cast spells one after another, took out magic weapons, and searched the nearby water lake inch by inch with the carriage as the center.

This Huo Zhaojing is not only the incoming disciple of the master of the Spring Altar, and a well-deserved senior brother of the Spring Altar, but also, since the Qi training period, he has made great achievements.

In the spring altar, except for those deep spring disciples who have already formed alchemy and rarely come out for a walk, everyone respects and respects him.

Therefore, no one dares to neglect the order now.

Not long after, a colleague came to report: "Brother, the scene has been cleaned up deliberately, and there are no traces of it."

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