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

Tong Dachuan's fat face was filled with a smile, which showed his love and concern for his beloved daughter. He understood the value of these two elixirs, each of which could be exchanged for an earth-level magic weapon, but Zhan Nianchuan just casually The land was given to Tong Xi.

"This kid doesn't have that kind of interest in Xi'er, does he? It's normal for Xi'er to be so beautiful. Well, let's observe first."

Thinking of this, he looked at the handsome and upright young man in front of him and said:

"Since you don't care about materials and spirit stones, I will go to Zhao Niubi's place and exchange the ores for some more materials. You will need them for repairing and refining magic weapons."

Zhan Nianchuan naturally agreed. Then he looked at Tong Xi, who was working hard to refine the medicine, and asked his biggest worry.

"Master, when the Earth Leopard killed Xie Nantian, I vaguely felt a faint red light entering my body, but I then checked my whole body and found nothing."

"Is there such a thing?"

Tong Dachuan's expression was unusually solemn. He immediately checked Zhan Nianchuan's whole body carefully, but found nothing.

"I can't tell you. It seems to be a mark."

"Mark? Did Xie Nantian mark me? He wants the people in Yellow Maple Valley to seek revenge on me? But it's been so long, why hasn't Ye Shuxiao come to the door yet?"

Zhan Nianchuan looked puzzled and thought quickly about countermeasures.

"Master, please send someone to inquire about the recent movements in Yellow Maple Valley. If this is really a mark, she will definitely come to our door."

"Okay, I'll ask other familiar elders first, please wait a moment."

Tong Dachuan knew that the situation was serious and immediately threw out several transmission notes.

After a cup of tea, Tong Dachuan received a reply. After listening attentively, Tong Dachuan breathed a sigh of relief and told Zhan Nianchuan a piece of news that made Zhan Nianchuan feel happy and sad.

Half a month ago, Ye Shuxiao, the supreme elder of Huang Maple Valley, suddenly went crazy. Although he suppressed his inner demons with his profound cultivation, his meridians were seriously injured due to backlash and he needed more than a year to recover.

Zhan Nianchuan immediately determined that this was definitely because of Xie Nantian's death, because Xie Nantian died exactly half a month ago! Combined with the red light that flew into Xie Nantian's body when he was dying, Zhan Nianchuan had a strong premonition of danger.

"So, I still have a year to prepare."

Zhan Nianchuan murmured to himself, frowned slightly and began to think.

Although he thinks he has a certain level of strength, he is absolutely not arrogant enough to think that he can fight against a monk in the Dan Formation Realm.

"By the way, Nianchuan, Lin Hongzhi disappeared. But he should still be in the sect. Do you need me to find him?"

"No need, he must have run away immediately after seeing me returning to the peak with Master. If not unexpected, he must be at Liu Weimao's place. Let him hide there like a mouse. I will get rid of these two people sooner or later." Zhan Nianchuan said calmly.

......

Qingling Peak.

A red room.

The bed tents are fiery red, the tables and chairs are painted with vermilion paint, with fiery red flowers placed on them, and even the floor is paved with fiery red stones.

There is a fragrant aroma in the air.

This is the boudoir of Gan Weiwei, the leader of Qingling Peak.

She has a beautiful and noble appearance. She is wearing a lavender gauze dress, which vaguely reveals an exaggerated arc that makes people crazy, like a gorgeous peony blooming proudly.

The woman opposite her was cold and pretty, with picturesque features and an ethereal and elegant temperament, like a cold plum in the snow.

Both of them have peerless looks and very different temperaments, which make each other even more beautiful.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit dull.

"Snapped!"

Gan Weiwei's jade finger coated with purple cardamom slapped the table, causing the flower petals on it to fall like rain. Her jade face held a powerful look and she shouted angrily:

"Qing'er, do you take me seriously? Who saved your family? Who saved your family from starving to death? Who raised you up? Have you forgotten?"

"You actually negotiated terms with me and forced me to swear not to spread the word? You are simply treasonous!"

Speaking of the point of anger, Gan Weiwei's breasts kept rising and falling, and the waves surged magnificently, showing the style of the peak master.

"Master, forgive me. It's not that Qing'er meant to deceive. It's really a matter of great importance. I beg Master to agree." Leng Bingqing knelt down quickly, her eyes red.

"Huh, it's impossible to swear, but Master can promise you not to tell anyone else." Gan Weiwei was so angry that her two daughters, whom she had worked so hard to cultivate, didn't listen to her and rebelled against them.

After hearing this, Leng Bingqing hesitated for a moment, then lightly opened her red lips and began to answer Gan Weiwei's question.

Gan Weiwei was completely stunned by her first sentence.

"These 648 elixirs were basically snatched by Zhan Nianchuan."

silence.

Deathly silence.

A petal fell from the branch, danced gently in the air, and finally landed on Gan Weiwei's slender feet.

A quarter of an hour later.

The petals suddenly flew up and turned into powder. Gan Weiwei stood up in disbelief and asked loudly:

"Just him?"

"What can a young monk at the third level of Qi Condensation do?"

"How dare you lie to Master?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Bingqing, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up, her long black waterfall-like hair flying away, her black and white eyes looked at her most beloved master, and she said word by word:

"I-did-not lie!"

"Master, I know this is hard for you to believe. Even though I have experienced it personally, I often feel like a dream, but it is really a fact."

"Master, look."

Leng Bingqing gently raised her slender and delicate jade hand, and a jade stone the size of a fist, exuding a misty cold air, appeared in her palm.

With the appearance of this jade, the room that was originally as warm as spring suddenly felt like an ice cellar. All the heat seemed to have lost its color, and all the flowers blooming on the table withered instantly.

"Xuanyu!"

Gan Weiwei exclaimed, covering her mouth with her beautiful hands, her beautiful eyes full of shock.

This is the best material for refining earth-level ice attribute magic weapons!

It can be said that as long as the level of the weapon refiner is not too bad, he will definitely be able to refine a high-grade magical weapon on the earth level!

But what shocked Gan Weiwei was still behind.

"Master, please activate the cave restrictions."

Gan Weiwei was a little angry. She was the majestic master of the peak and a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment. She still needed to open the ban on her own peak?

But looking at Leng Bingqing's serious look, she was also aroused with strong curiosity, so she waved her sleeves, activating the restriction that had not been opened for decades, and then said lightly:

"Is this okay?"

Leng Bingqing nodded, took back the mysterious jade, and then gently raised his spring onion-like jade finger, and a small, crystal clear ice flower appeared on the fingertip.

With the appearance of this small and cute ice flower, the whole room instantly became a world of ice and snow.

Even the hot spring outside the house, which was gurgling and steaming all year round, froze in an instant.

Gan Weiwei's pupils shrank sharply, and her expression changed drastically.

She took dozens of steps back without hesitation, and actually crashed through the room. She walked away as if avoiding a snake and scorpion, looking at the cold slender fingers with fear on her face.

so horrible!

The cold air alone can seriously injure her!

This... what kind of treasure is this? !

Wait, this outrageously rich aura?

Spiritual eye thing!