Ye Ling only kept the octagonal wood xun, and threw the octagonal wood warrior's storage bag to the flower girl: "I don't want anything else, you three just divide it!"
Before Baihua Girl could take a look, Wing Fire Witch Girl was afraid of suffering a loss, so she grabbed it and hurriedly scanned it with her spiritual consciousness. When she saw that there were more than 40 pieces of high-grade spiritual stones in the storage bag, her eyes turned red!
"Forty high-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to 400,000 spiritual stones!" Wing Fire Witch's eyes widened and she looked at Ye Ling. The more she looked at Ye Ling, the more she found it pleasing to her eyes. She no longer had the previous hostility, and sighed: "Captain, You are so generous! Do you really want not to give up a piece of it?"
Ye Ling just played with the octagonal wooden xun and looked at it carefully with his spiritual consciousness. When he heard the scream of surprise from the Winged Fire Witch, he was obviously much more polite to him. Ye Ling just nodded slightly, still looking very focused.
The Winged Fire Witch looked at Baihua Girl and Zhilan again as if to guard against thieves, and was about to discuss with them how to divide the storage bag.
Little did he know that Baihua Girl didn't care about the spirit stones, she just said: "The spirit stones all belong to you! This seventh-grade high-grade spirit wood stick belongs to Zhilan. Throw away all the remaining scraps of copper and iron!"
The Winged Fire Witch was dumbfounded when she heard this, and almost suspected that she was a lackey! He wished he could go up and hug Baihua Girl and call her sister, and said excitedly: "You don't want it, don't throw it away, it's such a waste, leave it all to me! I don't mind any scrap metal, as long as it can be sold into spiritual stones. As much as you want.”
As she said that, the Winged Fire Witch collected all the storage bags of the other barbarian warriors, leaving none behind. Even the flying swords they had dropped were put into their bags one by one. Baihua Girl and Zhi Lan were looking at them. Looking at each other.
Woo~
Suddenly, a long sound of xun sounded. The three women looked back and saw Ye Ling holding an octagonal wooden xun. Eight fingers were pressing the octagonal xun, as if pouring magic power into the wooden xun. Each corner flickered out of the wood. The brilliance of the essence looks extraordinary!
Baihua Girl admired: "The wooden xun left by the barbarian cultivators is quite unique!"
Zhilan also echoed: "Isn't it! Every corner is shining, colorful, so beautiful!"
"It just looks good. The sound is monotonous, and I can't even play a tune. There's nothing surprising about it." The Wing Fire Witch counted the various items, and after just one glance, she lost interest.
At this moment, Ye Ling let go of a corner. In an instant, the essence of wood on the corner of the wooden xun seemed to come alive. It separated from the wooden xun and transformed into a green flying bird, whirling in the air. Always by Ye Ling's side.
"Wood Spirit Transformation!" Zhi Lan raised her eyebrows, and she immediately became interested. As a wood cultivator, she had never seen a wood spirit transform in her life, and it sounded like the octagonal wooden xun. Become a whirling bird!
It was only then that the Winged Fire Witch raised her head, looked at Ye Ling's blowing instrument seriously, and became interested in the flying bird transformed by the wood spirit.
Ye Ling only felt that in the sound of the wooden xun, everything became very ethereal, and his thoughts could control the birds transformed from the essence of the wood at will! Either rush to the sky, or rest on his shoulder. As long as he directs it with his thoughts, the transformed bird will naturally obey his command.
Baihua Nu and Zhi Lan looked envious, and Wing Fire Witch was also a little tempted, but compared to the 400,000 spirit stones, the spirit stones were more important!
Immediately afterwards, Ye Ling let go of the corner again, and the purple essence of the wood separated from the octagonal wooden xun and turned into a purple cloud.
Following Ye Ling's thought, the purple cloud instantly flew to Ye Ling's feet. Carrying Ye Ling, it flew past the treetops and circled around for dozens of miles before turning back. The speed was comparable to the best flying sword!
