The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

He quickly realized his gaffe, immediately smiled at Leng Bingqing, and praised:

"Not bad, not bad. You are worthy of being a disciple of my Xuantian Sect and a high disciple of Junior Sister Gan. It is really rare to be able to escape unscathed from this secret realm in the south and obtain so many elixirs."

The old beggar Wu on the side looked extremely ugly. He couldn't believe that he would lose anyway, and that this woman could actually come up with so many elixirs. Maybe it had something to do with Xie Nantian's fall, so he looked at Leng Bingqing's eyes were full of evil.

"Where did you get all these elixirs?"

"Brother Wu, what are you doing? With your status, do you still want to embarrass a junior?"

When Tong Dachuan saw Old Beggar Wu's fierce gaze, he immediately snorted coldly and stood in front of Leng Bingqing almost teleporting. As the leader of Xuantian Sect, if he couldn't even protect his disciple who had just made great achievements, , then he doesn’t have to mess around.

After Tong Dachuan said this, Old Beggar Wu also felt that it was not appropriate to speak to a disciple in this tone in his own capacity. People would think that he was narrow-minded, so he looked away and looked at the person in line. The Huang Maple Valley disciples behind shouted:

"No need to wait in line, bring all the elixirs here."

The disciples took out the elixirs and put them in front of them, and soon it became a small pile.

It has to be said that these disciples have quite a lot of elixirs in their hands, with more than 140 plants.

But compared with the cold harvest, it is nothing worth mentioning.

Tong Dachuan laughed and looked at the four strong men.

"Fellow Taoists, the winner has been decided. Look..."

"Congratulations to Fellow Taoist Tong. This is a low-grade Xuan-level Qian Tian Ge. Go on." Shen Yunxia had the lightest bet, so she didn't feel so distressed. She just threw a magical weapon that she couldn't use to Tong Dachuan.

"Fairy Yunxia is really a generous and trustworthy person. Tong thanked her." Looking at the sharp khaki long sword in his hand, Tong Dachuan secretly screamed that it was a pity that this earthy material could not be used as a defensive weapon. It actually turned into a Changge, what a waste.

However, this was also a genuine Xuan-level magic weapon. Tong Dachuan couldn't say much. After putting away the Chang Ge, he looked at the old beggar Wu with a smile.

"Hmph! I am willing to admit defeat. This evening primrose is yours."

The wrinkles on Old Beggar Wu's face seemed to be getting more and more numerous. He snorted coldly, threw out the spiritual grass, and then threw out a straw mat, which instantly grew in size and swept up the disciples of Huang Maple Valley, shooting towards the distance. And when I left, it seemed I didn’t want to stay for a moment.

Caressing this extremely rare spiritual grass with admiration, Tong Dachuan's fat face turned to Taoist Zhao and Ling Xuehong again, with a bright smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, Fairy Xuehong..."

Taoist Zhao was like a vegetable wilted by the frost, without any energy. Looking at Tong Dachuan's fat face, he squeezed out a smile bitterly.

"Fellow Taoist Tong, look at this iron essence...well, can it be replaced by other items? You also know that this iron essence is extracted from cold iron ore, and cold iron ore is extremely difficult to find, and the high The price of high-quality cold iron is sky-high. I can only spend time slowly refining it from ordinary iron ore. It will take five years to get such a piece. You see..."

Tong Dachuan listened to the other party's complaints with sympathy, nodded in agreement from time to time, and then sighed.

"This iron spirit, Fellow Daoist Zhao, is indeed hard-earned, but Tong is reluctant to let go of this treasure that can improve the quality of the magic weapon. I, Tong, love refining weapons most in my life. So, as long as Fellow Daoist can come up with the Xuanjie A high-grade magic weapon or a bottle of second-grade high-grade cultivation elixir can be used to leave this piece of iron essence, ah, the body of a demonic beast or the blood essence in the late stage of enlightenment will also work."

"you you....."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Zhao almost turned his nose with anger. The value of these two things was still higher than that of Tie Jing. Asking him how to find them, he pointed at Tong Dachuan with trembling fingers, and was speechless for a moment.

Tong Dachuan smiled and felt very happy.

While he was feeling proud, Zhan Nianchuan's voice suddenly came to his ears, making him stunned.

"Master, tell him to give me this piece of iron essence. I have high-quality cold iron concentrate here. As long as I refine five pieces of iron essence for me, I can give him one piece. In addition, if he can finish refining it, I can trade him for the cold iron concentrate."

"Where did this kid get the high-quality cold iron concentrate? This thing is extremely rare. All the concentrates are tightly controlled by those top forces. It is difficult for even one piece to flow out. He actually has enough to refine five pieces. ore?"

Although he was shocked and confused, Tong Dachuan decided to listen to Zhan Nianchuan's words, moved his lips slightly, and transmitted the message to Taoist Zhao.

After hearing these words, Taoist Zhao was stunned, and it took him a long time to recover from the shocking news.

He handed Tie Jing to Tong Dachuan without hesitation, laughed and said:

"Fellow Taoist Tong, it's settled that I'll be waiting for you in the sect, so I'll go first."

After saying that, he patted the spirit beast bag, and with a loud "whoosh" sound, a huge thunder eagle with lightning all over its body flapped its wings and flew out, stirring up gusts of wind and blowing the disciples staggering around.

Taoist Zhao rolled up his sleeves and led ten disciples to stand on Lei Diao's huge body and quickly walked away.

Watching the huge body of the Thunder Eagle disappear, Tong Dachuan took Tie Jing into his arms with a smile and looked at Ling Xuehong at the end.

"Hmph, what are you looking at? Could it be that I, Ling Xuehong, will break my promise and lose weight? Go on!"

Ling Xuehong's heart was bleeding. She was absolutely reluctant to part with the hard-won life essence blood of the fire dragon, but she couldn't break her promise in front of so many disciples, so she could only throw out the vial angrily, and then sacrificed it. Xue Hongling's magic weapon took the remaining eight disciples and left without looking back.

At this time, there were only about ten people from the Xuantian Sect left in the empty space by the stream that was originally full of people.

......

After looking at the transparent vial that shone like blood diamonds in the sunlight, Tong Dachuan admired it and put it in his arms.

After throwing out a Wanli Talisman, Tong Dachuan turned to look at the disciples who looked exhausted, and distributed two high-grade yellow pills to each disciple, which could be used to restore mana and heal injuries. .

"Thank you Peak Master Tong!"

All the disciples looked grateful and took the elixir one after another.

Tong Dachuan nodded, threw out the flying boat with a wave of his hand, and activated the magic formula to quickly grow in size. He waved his sleeves to bring several seriously injured disciples onto the flying boat, and then Zhan Nianchuan and other disciples also jumped onto the flying boat.

As Tong Dachuan activated the formations all over the spirit boat, the spiritual light of the spirit boat exploded, swaying slightly, and shot towards Xuantian Sect.