Near noon, in a wilderness plain outside the sky dome covered with waist-deep weeds, three monks stayed, as if looking for something.

These three monks are all Zhou Tianjing's cultivation practices. Among them, the highest is a 50-year-old old man, wearing a yellow robe. He looks loyal and has wrinkles around his eyes. Zhou Tianjing's cultivation is threefold. for. ‘

The other two are Zhou Tianjing's first and foremost cultivators, both of whom are young men in their twenties. The two young men had similar faces, both with square faces and thick eyebrows and big eyes. One of them was slightly burly and looked like a brother two or three years old.

The three monks were in the wild grasslands here at a distance of at least three or four thousand miles from the sky dome, because the weather is fine at the moment, but at a glance, the sky do not see the trace of the sky dome at all.

Taking the cultivation of these three monks as an example, it is extremely dangerous in the wilderness so far away from the sky dome.

And the three monks seemed to know this very well, and their expressions on their faces were very nervous. The two young monks in green shirts looked down and looked carefully in the grass and grass, while the old man in the yellow robe, more than fifty years old, was always not far from the two, looking around with vigilance. At the same time, in his hand are a silver hook-shaped magic weapon and a copper-colored square shield.

"Uncle Chen, found a plant!"

Suddenly, the youngest young man cheered and lifted his body, holding in his left hand an emerald green plant with only three leaves.

The leaves of this plant are similar to ordinary grass, but it looks much brighter, and it should also be a kind of spirit grass that can be used to refine something.

"it is good!"

The old man in the yellow robe, who looked very loyal, was immediately filled with an excited look, "Come on carefully."

"Okay, Uncle Chen." The young man immediately took out a wooden box he was carrying with pleasure, carefully opened it, and packed the spirit grass into it.

"There are five more, and I hope they will be collected today, so I won't be here tomorrow." Another young man was also very excited, looking more seriously in the surrounding grass.

"Uncle Chen..." At this moment, the young man who had just installed the elixir was preparing to continue to look for this elixir, but suddenly, in the afterglow of his eyes, he suddenly saw Huang The old man's body stiffened.

The young man felt wrong, and when he turned around, his face suddenly changed dramatically.

Just behind their bodies, less than a hundred feet away from them, I don't know when, they actually stopped two monks.

One of the two monks was wearing a cyan vest, and his face was a bit sallow, while the other monk was wearing an ordinary coarse yellow robe and his face was covered with pockmarks.

You don't need to feel it carefully. All three monks can feel that the waxy-faced monk and hemp-faced monk are far above them.

"The three Taoists are relieved, we just asked for some news along the way, and there is nothing malicious." Just when these three people were amazed and their bodies were unconsciously stiff, the wax-yellow-faced monk, but the color of Yan Yue Said this sentence.

"Senior wants to ask, even though it's just that." As soon as the wax-yellow-faced monk said this, the old man in yellow robe and the two young men were relieved.

"Should it be the nearest gray moth city?" Wax face monk asked Yan Yanse: "My companion and I have not returned to the sky dome for more than 20 days. I don't know the nearest gray moth city. Are there any major events in these cities?"

"Senior, the closest city to this place is indeed the Grey Moth City, and there are probably more than five thousand miles away from here." The old man in the loyal yellow robe immediately thought about it, and dared not have any indifferent answer: "Speaking of the most recent event, there are many wreckages of ancient ruins that are said to have fallen near Fanying Mountain, causing many monks to **** and many monks falling inside. As for the gray moth city, if it is a major event... it seems Since the wreckage of the ancient ruins on the side of Turning Eagle Mountain has landed, some highly trained monks have investigated outside the surrounding city."

"There are monks with high cultivation levels in the surrounding cities of Grey Moth City? What about the remaining cities?" Wax-faced monk and Ma-faced monk glanced at each other, "What are those monks?"

"Because we are usually only near the Grey Moth City, we don't know the rest of the city, and we don't know the identity of these monks. It's just that some big monks who are very high are very afraid of them, and they dare not defy it. "Look," the old man in the yellow robe looked at the wax-yellow-faced monks and hemp-faced monks: "We only know that there are a lot of these monks. Basically, every monk who returns from the sky dome and passes around these cities will be stopped and checked, and These monks seem to know a lot. It seems that the monks who live in these cities near the Grey Moth City have records."

The brows of the wax-faced monk and the monk-faced monk were both wrinkled, and then their lips moved slightly, as if there were a few words of conversation.

Afterwards, the wax-yellow-faced monk looked at the old man in the yellow robe and the two young men who were still dare not to appear. They were afraid of causing any trouble, and then said, "You are monks in the gray moth city? What are you collecting here? Elixir?"

"The three of us are indeed monks of the Grey Moth City. We came here to gather the three-leaf clover grass." The old man in the yellow robe dared not conceal his answer.

"Since that's the case, how about we make a deal?" the wax-yellow monk said quietly.

"I don't know what the seniors want to do with us?" The old man in the yellow robe and the two young men's faces changed slightly.

"Don't be nervous, this transaction is very simple." The wax-yellow monk saw the fear of the three monks and smiled slightly: "I just want you to tell us your true identity, and then find a safe place , Stay for 30 days and then return to the Grey Moth City, you can open the conditions if you want a spirit stone or a magic weapon."

"Predecessor means..." The old man in the yellow robe froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly flashing a very surprised look.

"Since it's a transaction, I don't want to hide anything from you. The two of us have a lot of rivals. Maybe the monks who are in the investigation may be our rivals. We have some easy-to-use tricks, so I want to borrow you for the time being. I used my identity for a while, and I mixed these cross-examinations." The wax-yellow-faced monk glanced at the old man in the yellow robe. "This shouldn't hinder you anyway. Anyway, when you go back after 30 days, it's not necessarily the same monk that checks you. Even if it is the same monk, your identity is correct, and he will not be suspicious at all, because you will naturally be able to go out of the sky again, and go back again."

The old man in the robe and the two young men glanced at each other, and there was a lingering look.

"I can guarantee that the spirit stone and the magic weapon will not treat you badly, and if I put you in a strong place, it will be easy to sleep for thirty days, I just don't want to do it." The wax yellow face monk looked at the yellow robe The old man and two young men glanced.

"Predecessor! According to the proposal of the predecessor, this kind of transaction is of course only profitable to us, but we do have other reasons." The old man in Huangpao immediately explained with a bitter smile: "Otherwise, our cultivation is what, how Dare to go so far to collect this elixir?"

"Straight talk," said the wax-yellow monk looking at the old man in the yellow robe.

"We were forced to come here to collect this elixir." The old man in the yellow robe hesitated and gritted his teeth: "A monk caught us a companion and asked us to do something for him, or he would deal with us. Companion, next we must collect a certain amount of elixir and give it to the monk, and then he might ask us to do other things. If he lets us go to the Grey Moth City, we will have no choice."

"The big monk has captured your companion? The big monk you said is a Jindan monk? How can your companion fall into his hands?" The faces of the wax yellow face monk and the Ma face monk showed some unexpected looks. .

"The monk we are talking about is indeed the Jindan monk. The monk is called Jin Yao, and we have no place to anger him. It just happened to be passed by him, and the result will make us do things for him." The old man in the yellow robe said now that the faces of him and the two young men were full of anger and helplessness.

"This real Harrier is a casual repair? Hearing what you mean, he is not in the Grey Moth City. Is there a cave house outside the sky dome?" The wax-yellow face monk blinked and asked.

"His cave house is on Jin Yao Mountain, on the way here to the Grey Moth City, about two thousand miles away from here." The old man in Huangpao replied.

"Oh? It turned out to be the same way." The monk with a yellow face smiled, and then asked: "How much is this golden harrier Jin Jin's practice?"

"It is Jin Dan's heavy cultivation." A look of amazement flashed in the eyes of the old man in yellow robe.

"In that case, then you will take us to the real man of Golden Harrier." The monk with a pale face nodded. "If your companion has not died in his hands, I will let him hand it in."

"Senior, do you help us ask for our companion?" The old man in yellow robe and the two young men were shocked, but at the same time shook their heads, and said nervously: "But he is Jin Dan..."

"How about ~lightnovelpub.net~ No gamble?" But they were interrupted by the wax-faced monk before they had finished saying, "If you want to gamble, then take us to see this real Harrier If you don’t want to, then we will leave on our own, and you will continue to help him gather elixir here."

"I bet!"

After watching the wax-yellow-faced monk say that, he turned around indifferently, as if preparing to leave. The old man in the yellow robe exhausted all his strength, gritted his teeth, and called out.

"Then go, you can get here, there should be flying magic weapon." Wax face monk smiled faintly, it seems that this answer did not meet his expectations.

"We have the magic weapon of flying escape." The old man in the yellow robe heard the yellow-faced monk saying this, and immediately took a photo on the body of the nabao, but he sacrificed an emerald green bamboo crane-like flying escape magic weapon. "Right," after connecting two young monks to this flying escape magic weapon and starting to lead the escape in front, the old man in yellow robe remembered something like this again, saying, "When it comes to big things, there is no such thing. I thought, I don’t know if this is a big deal. A famous monk angered Zhenwuzong young master, was captured by Zhenwuzong young master, and was suppressed in Moyuling, saying that it was to be slowly fired with real fire for two hundred days, and then Kill and sacrifice a magic weapon. When the time comes, it will be publicly displayed for people to watch."