The skinny ghost cultivator did have a lot of good things on his body. He kept a large amount of spiritual stones and more than twenty magic weapons. He could exchange them for a lot of spiritual stones in Wangyue City in the future. There is also a gold-rimmed black robe that hides his aura. After putting it on, he can also pretend to be a ghost cultivator and cover up his original aura. In addition, there is an evil wind stone, which is extremely evil. It is an important object for ghost cultivators to break through the ghost prince and advance to the level equivalent to the seventh-level ghost commander of the human golden elixir monk. Coupled with the Seven Nights Ancient Flowers that Lu Xiaotian had collected before, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but glance at Di Kun. This guy was also lucky. He spent a lot of effort to collect several kinds of Condensed Gold Fruits. However, Di Kun didn't even raise his eyes and collected the things it needed to advance. It seems that Di Kun's machine level is also quite high. Presumably with Di Kun's qualifications and current strength, the chance of becoming a seventh-level silver corpse should be high.
"That's it." There was disappointment on the faces of Xiao Sanniang and Ge Changting. After all, it is too rare for human monks like Lu Xiaotian to keep their promises and not have bad intentions towards the two ghost cultivators. What's more important is that they are under Lu Xiaotian. There are many benefits gained here. If Lu Xiaotian doesn’t come in the future, he will naturally not be able to get more.
"If Mr. Lu needs to send us somewhere in the future, just ask, we only need a transmission note, and the two of us will definitely ride on horseback and let Mr. Lu drive." After being disappointed, Ge Changting immediately patted his withered chest and said .
"Besides, if there is a chance to cooperate, I will look for you again. Now there is a melee in the world of immortal cultivators. As ghost cultivators, you should be careful." Seeing Ge Changting's vowed look, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but smile, no matter what Anyway, it is always good to leave a way out. If Di Kun is injured again one day, or something else happens, the two ghost cultivators in front of him will still be of some use. Otherwise, it would probably take him until the Year of the Monkey to refine the Yin Evil Fire Essence to save Di Kun. There are specialties in the arts, and the work of ghost cultivators is not something he can easily do if he is more powerful.
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There was a cry of black crows not far away, and Lu Xiaotian looked away, and even saw that the mountains in the distance were on fire and filled with thick smoke. A small black fire crow seemed to be frightened and flew back like an arrow, landed on Lu Xiaotian's shoulder, pecked its own feathers, and glanced at Di Kun and the two ghost cultivators with a haughty look.
Xiao Sanniang and Ge Changting looked confused at the same time. Except that their intelligence seemed a little outstanding, they didn't see anything special about the little black crow in front of them. They didn't understand why Lu Xiaotian looked at this little black crow so differently.
Lu Xiaotian gave a wry smile. The little black crow couldn't stay in the spirit beast bag. After being released into the forest, he would do something weird every now and then. He was no longer surprised. Fortunately, this little guy always Going outside to go crazy made him feel a lot more relaxed. Now the little fire crow can already release small fireballs, the least lethal elementary spell. Fortunately, there are also some water and ice monsters in the streams and rivers of this mountain forest. Otherwise, after more than a year, I'm afraid it has been burned bald by this little fire crow.
Di Kun also glanced at the little black crow rather coldly, and then dismissed it. Although Di Kun had lost his memory, he still had no good impression of the little black crow. There seems to be an instinctive disgust.
After saying goodbye to Ge Changting and Xiao Sanniang, Lu Xiaotian rode on a spiritual horse and disappeared into the forest.
The two ghost cultivators looked at each other and returned to the Shadow Wind Valley. The situation outside was tense, and they had received a lot of benefits from Lu Xiaotian. At the moment, improving their cultivation was the most important thing, and they were unwilling to leave the valley to wade into the muddy water outside. As for the monks outside, unless they are ghost cultivators, they are generally unwilling to come to a place like Yinfeng Valley. Even Lu Xiaotian has been living outside the valley for more than a year and is not willing to stay in the valley for a long time.
Outside the foggy forbidden area, a beauty in white clothes, wearing a white cloak, walked alone in this dangerous place.
"Huh?" The beauty in white suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. She looked up and saw that there were many eagle feathers floating in the air.
It was the Flying Cavalry Tribe. The beauty in white’s eyes hidden behind her cloak suddenly became as sharp as a sword. This beauty in white was none other than Dongfang Yi. In fact, when Lu Xiaotian returned to his hiding place in the snowy ridge of the Mist Forbidden Land, Dongfang Yi was still there. Did not leave the Mist Forbidden Land. But after waking up, his strength dropped sharply, and he went out to look for some spiritual objects for healing. Therefore, he missed the opportunity to meet Lu Xiaotian. When Dongfang Yi returned to his hiding place, he could feel the aura left by Lu Xiaotian. I know that Lu Xiaotian is okay for the time being, but he left for some unknown reason.
One and a half years later, Dongfang Yi's injuries are far from being completely healed. He has temporarily regained his ability to move. However, due to the suppression of alien power in his body, his strength has dropped to the Golden Core stage, which is only equivalent to the level of a monk in the later stage of foundation building. , but with her foundation as a Golden Core cultivator, even if her strength is severely damaged, as long as she does not encounter a Golden Core cultivator, she can handle most other crises.
Although there are some spiritual beings in the Mist Forbidden Land, there are also many powerful monsters. Once she encountered a wave of black beetles, if she hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and escaped back to the snowy ridge by luck, she would have fallen victim to those insects. Inside the tide. Realizing that the Mist Forbidden Land is not a place to stay for a long time, only by returning to the sect can he recover from his injuries as soon as possible. So Dongfang Yi left the Mist Forbidden Land. She had seen the power of the Flying Cavalry tribe before, so she carefully chose the same method as Lu Xiaotian, traveling on the ground, mostly using high mountains and dense forests, so that it was not easy to be discovered by the Flying Cavalry tribe. Although the speed is slower, it is more reliable.
Unexpectedly, we encountered two resting flying knight tribes here. It seemed that they were injured and were resting here for a while.
A cold light flashed in Dongfang Yi's beautiful eyes, and faster than the cold light in his eyes was the shadow of a sword flying out.
With a pop, the bodies of two fifth-level and sixth-level spiritual eagles that were originally resting under the tree, as well as a monk, were cut into two pieces with a sword.
When Wu Chi came back to his senses, there was already a chill on his neck, and an extremely sharp flying sword was already attached to his neck.
"This, this fellow Taoist, spare, spare your life!" Wu Chi stammered. Who would have thought that he would encounter such a terrifying enemy. Without any warning in advance, his fellow clan members were already dead, and the two spiritual eagles also followed one after another. die.
"It's not impossible to spare your life. I'll ask you something and see if you know it." Dongfang Yi said in a cold voice.
"What, you ask, I will definitely tell you everything I know!" Wuchi shuddered and said, although he didn't know whether the other party was telling the truth, but life and death were in the hands of others, and he couldn't help it at this time. .
