After the negotiations were settled, Wang Qing mentioned that he wanted to go down the mountain to experience.
"Senior Brother Ye Fei has been able to go to the Wilderness Mountains and kill the demon cultivators in the Dan Realm." Wang Qing showed a look of disappointment on his face and stretched out his hand: "Zong Zheng, look at how white this disciple's skin is now. Red, different.”
"..."
"Ahem, that's not what I mean, disciple. What I want to say is that back then, you, Zong Zheng, Ming Jiao Xi, Palace Master Zhou and others also gained great fame in the world, and were able to break through realms one after another and become ancestors.
However, the disciple was trapped in the mountain every day for several months, but could not even open the Chongmai. He was really worried. "
Mo Changchun wanted to tell him that opening the Chongmai late was not necessarily a bad thing.
To a certain extent, this can also explain Wang Qing's rich accumulation and the unusually wide sea of Chongmai. As the saying goes, sharpening the knife will not make you chop wood. It will be very beneficial to practice in the future if you sharpen your sword in this realm for a while.
However, as soon as the idea came up, Mo Changchun glanced at Wang Qing suspiciously.
No matter how you look at it, this person is not taking the route of surviving from death.
He spent every day pampering himself in the courtyard, and the good things he got from various sects were put to good use, and his life was so free and unrestrained.
He said that Ye Fei, Ye Fei and Wang Qing are two completely different types of monks. The former places his love on the sword, concentrates on it, and trains himself in life and death, just like forging a supreme sword, hammering it with all kinds of hammers, and forging his body with real fire.
As for Wang Qing... he probably relies on his thick skin to become an immortal, but I can't see that he has any intention of following Ye Fei's example.
Mo Changchun glanced at Wang Qing inquiringly again.
Wang Qing's eyelashes fluttered, which was very lovely.
"Are you afraid you have to go down the mountain to open up business again?"
"..." Wang Qing was embarrassed for a while: "This disciple is obsessed with cultivation and admires the great road. Why do you always think about those yellow and white things? Zong Zheng must not underestimate me."
"really?"
Mo Changchun felt that he had discovered the truth, but he didn't care. He said: "If you want to go down the mountain, you can. But if you want to leave the Qingyun Sect, you must be careful. The demon sect is becoming more and more rampant, and the demon cultivator is also restless. , this little life of yours is not enough for someone else, so it would be a pity to give it away in vain."
He glanced at half a piece of Yuanxin yarn on the loom, and his mind was calm and hidden. Obviously Wang Qing has gained some experience in reconciling Yuan Xinsha Lingji, and it is not a lie to say that he is not inferior to Tang Ruxin.
If such a disciple dies outside...
But Mo Changchun couldn't help but add another sentence: "What on earth are you going to do? If it's convenient, I've been quite idle recently."
Wang Qing's eyes brightened, and he suddenly said:
"If a disciple wants to hunt down a demon king, it is best if he has the bloodline of ancient divine beasts, such as the five-color peacock, the golden-winged roc, the Huntian divine ape, the true dragon and the black turtle...etc., a little less is also possible, please trouble Zong Zheng ”
After finishing speaking, Wang Qing bowed down tightly, but found that he couldn't bow down.
When he looked up again, Mo Changchun had disappeared, only the lingering sound lingered.
"Safe travels!"
well!
Wang Qing let out a long breath, feeling very frustrated.
"It seems that I still have to kill the Demon Lord myself."
…
Wang Qing finished weaving the piece of Yuanxin yarn in his hand before he stopped temporarily and went to the Jiuyuan Mansion Academy.
Minglan Hua'er was still busy in the silkworm room, which made Wang Qing very emotional.
Even if Yuan Xinsha is an important matter, Minglan Hua'er, as a Yuan Ying ancestor, seems to have no need to work here every day. Is there something hidden?
Wang Qing is not here to dig out copies today.
"I've met Ming Jiao Xi, three senior sisters."
"Hey, you're a rare visitor." Li Jianxin was very impressed.
Since Wang Qing's main focus was on Zhiyuan Xinsha, the silkworm room could only come and go in a hurry, and the rest of the details were entrusted to the three senior sisters.
Nowadays, the senior sisters are already the assistants of the junior brothers.
Before the other two could complain again, Wang Qing gave a light drink.
"Take it!"
A slender magical sword floated out from his hand and was caught by Li Jianxin.
"Eyebrow wash? Is this its name? A high-grade magic weapon? As a gift to me? No money?"
Wang Qing chuckled lightly, and another Yao Qin flew out of his hand and landed in Ke Waner's arms. The Qin was not big, but it was packed full. Sure enough... Well, before Ke Waner could say anything, Wang Qing took out another big red damask. Luo is the Danzhu Lingluo of Sheng Feiyan.
In addition to this silk ribbon, the Eyebrow Washing Sword and the Jiuzheng Qin are also high-grade magical weapons, which Wang Qing recently acquired.
"Senior Sister Yuan, this Danzhu Lingluo is for you. We must agree first that you must never miss me again in the future."
"Pooh!"
The three senior sisters are either holding or holding in their arms extremely high-grade magic weapons worth thousands of contribution points.
They looked at each other and then all at Wang Qing. They felt that today's junior brother was really handsome... very much like a nouveau riche.
Minglan Hua'er also looked sideways.
"Why are you so generous today?"
Wang Qing chuckled: "Senior sisters have worked very hard, and my younger brother has also accumulated a little wealth, so I just use these things to express my gratitude. There is no other meaning."
Wang Qing was telling the truth. He came down the mountain this time not to discuss business, but to visit the silkworm altar again.
The "Thirteen Gu Heart Seal" has been stuck on the second seal for a long time, but it has not been able to find that little bit of light.
Therefore, Wang Qing wanted to go to Xiancantan again to see if there was any chance of breakthrough there.
Furthermore, it had been more than half a year since he entered the Pure Origin Valley.
His relationship with Mo Changchun, Minglan Huaer and others is far from what it was before.
Wang Qing believed that as long as his family didn't think about condemning the clan, even if Mo Changchun had some back-up plan to keep it secret, he should have no motive to start it.
Now is a good time to encounter opportunities!
When going down the mountain this time, Wang Qing will definitely enter the Silkworm Altar and see an ancient mulberry garden. The Yuanxin silkworms he brought in that are still alive will definitely be able to survive and multiply there...
"It's so pitiful that I can't find any real opportunity, so I have to arrange a fake one for myself.
Presumably after this encounter, the sect will also feel that I still have some luck and some value in training, so that I will not be used as a mere weaver. "
He had wanted to give the magic weapons of the three senior sisters a long time ago. After all, earlier, the three senior sisters had given him Runjiu Yuan Qi Gathering Pills, but they were sincere.
As for "discovering" Xian Silkworm Altar, they all have to go to Xian Silkworm Altar to help him raise the silkworms until they are fat, white and tender...that is another matter. Presumably the sect will get a reward by then, and they will also It can increase the hope of forming a pill by three points.
Although still suspicious, Wang Qing always insisted on his innocence and even threatened to take the things back. In addition, he really couldn't see any trick.
The three sisters of Canfang finally happily put away their new magic weapon.
"Mingjiao Xi, three senior sisters, my little brother is going down the mountain now."
"I wish you, junior brother, that you will get what you want!"
The three senior sisters all raised their hands and congratulated each other sincerely.
The world of cultivating immortals may not be the same once it comes out, and every separation may be the last time.
