Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Fengyumen is indeed the richest sect.

Those precious spiritual herbs that were priceless outside piled up a wall, making Shen Gunian's eyes stare to death.

However, in order to avoid being discovered too much, Shen Gunian still planned to take away only the spiritual herbs he needed, such as the ones that Xu Chaoan wanted to use, and he found three high-grade plants here.

Shen Gunian excitedly put these three high-grade spirit grasses into the storage ring, and then he and Jimo Qing continued to search for the Thousand Silk Talisman.

"Wait." Shen Gu Nian suddenly grabbed Jimo Qing's arm and pointed to the corner: "Where, there seems to be some talisman paper."

The floor they are currently on is already the sixth floor of Jubao Pavilion. There are countless treasures of heaven and earth, each of which has its own unique light, illuminating the entire sixth floor as if it were daytime.

Jimo Qing had already put away the lighting beads, and led Shen Gunian through the gossip array placed under his feet, stopping every step he took, and then at a specific place, he cast a few spells that Shen Gunian couldn't understand. hand formula.

"Are you... modifying the formation?" Shen Gunian saw the part changed by Jimo Qing's hand formula, the faintly visible handwriting sank into the floor and disappeared.

Jimoqing curled his lips: "The formation of Jubao Pavilion is much more exquisite than that of the humble family, but there are still some minor flaws. Is it a courtesy if I help them modify it?"

Shen Gunian: Are you digging a hole?After modifying the formation, it is estimated that they will also encounter troubles when they come up to Jubao Pavilion to fetch things.

Jimo Qing smiled harmlessly to humans and animals.

"This is the Thousand Silk Talisman?" Shen Gunian looked at the inconspicuous red bead suspended in mid-air protected by the formation, and wondered for a while that the person who named it was right about the word Talisman, what misunderstanding?

"It's a thousand silk talisman." Jimo Qing reached into the formation and was completely unaffected by the formation. Shen Gunian affirmed that Jimo Qing's understanding of the formation was also very good.

After the red bead broke away from the formation, it turned into a golden talisman in Jimoqing's palm.

Only then did Shen Gunian realize that this formation was actually a blindfold?

However, the function of this thousand-thread talisman can restrain all Gu worms, and the refinement also consumes cultivation base, so it is no wonder that it is kept secretly, and I don't know how many thousand-thread talismans there are...

"Okay, let's go." Jimoqing put the Thousand Silk Talisman into the storage ring, and took Shen Gunian to leave Jubao Pavilion directly.

Returning silently to the temporary residence of Fengyumen in an instant, Shen Gunian couldn't help but sigh Jimo Qing, what a dog.

Probably it was to bully himself that he had the experience of hiding in the rockery and sneaking around.

Shameless, too shameless, more shameless than myself.

"Junior Brother, wait a moment." Before Shen Gu Nian returned to the room, Jimo Qing took off the silver bell on Shen Gu Nian's wrist, and said: "Brother will put it back on for you tomorrow."

Shen Gunian was still not used to letting the silver bell go, after all he had been carrying the silver bell for almost a year.

"Tomorrow will be fine." Jimo Qing intended to fuse the silver bell and the thousand silk talisman together.

Shen Gunian suddenly discovered that since he had known each other for so long, it was Jimo Qing who had been giving him things all the time, and besides making food for him a few times, it seemed that he had really never given anything to him.

Thinking of this, Shen Gunian's eyes filled with dissatisfaction with himself.

"Little brother, are you staring at me like this, is it because you are reluctant to leave?" Jimo Qing was about to leave, but seeing the little eyes of the little brother staring at her, it was difficult to move.

Jimoqing suggested with an unpredictable look: "How about senior brother accompany you tonight to talk by candlelight?"

Shen Gunian heheed, and slammed the door shut in front of Jimoqing.

Jimoqing laughed dumbfounded, and just turned around, the closed door opened a small gap, and an object was thrown out.

"This is all I have. I like to eat it or not." Shen Gunian seemed a little awkward, and closed the door again before Jimo Qing could look over.

Jimoqing looked down at the item in his hand, it was wild game wrapped in lotus leaves, the little junior kept it in his storage bag and was reluctant to eat it, so he gave it to him?

Jimoqing naturally knows that food is really a very precious thing in the heart of my junior brother.

Danfeng's eyes were full of affection, she turned around and disappeared into the night.

The next day, Shen Gu Nian was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Senior Brother Shen, are you there, Senior Brother Shen?" Zhuang Su knocked on the door impatiently.

Shen Gunian opened his eyes from meditation, and opened the door suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Seeing Shen Gu Nian, Zhuang Su breathed a sigh of relief: "Senior Brother Shen, it's good that you are here."

Only then did Shen Gunian see Huang Zifeng who was talking to Luo Yi in the courtyard, his eyes flashed strangely, and he asked calmly, "What's going on?"

Zhuang Su explained: "I didn't hear it very clearly. I really think it means that their sect has lost many important treasures. What does it matter to us?"

Shen Gunian lowered his eyes, he didn't expect to be discovered the next day.

"They also said that the lost treasures have their sect-specific seals on them, let us cooperate." Zhuang Su became even more angry when he said this.

He said angrily: "Their faces seem to believe that we stole the thing! I'm so mad."

Shen Gunian just smiled and didn't speak.

I really stole it.

"Senior Brother Luo." Shen Gu Nian walked over a few steps, and said: "You are not afraid of the shadow swaying when you are upright. Since the noble sect has lost something, it doesn't matter if everyone cooperates."

Luo Yi glanced at him, wondering what kind of medicine he sold in his gourd.

Shen Gu Nian said meaningfully: "However, since we want to investigate, we should investigate more thoroughly. We can't just investigate our humble disciples, right? Such an approach will chill the affection between the sects?"

Huang Zifeng was very troubled today, because not to mention the priceless spiritual grass lost in Jubao Pavilion, the most important thing was the loss of the Thousand Silk Talisman, which was the most complete one in the original version.

Huang Zifeng suspected that someone from the Humble Sect had stolen the Thousand Silk Talisman, because none of the disciples of his own sect had the strength to enter the Jubao Pavilion quietly, and easily stole the treasure without being discovered.

If it wasn't for the alchemy competition two days later, the alchemy furnace that my sister needed was placed on the sixth floor, Huang Zifeng would not have gone up to the sixth floor and accidentally touched the formation and got trapped, and found that the thousand silk talisman was missing.

"Of course, since we want to investigate, we must treat them equally." Huang Zifeng smiled falsely.

Although I don't know when the Thousand Silk Talisman was lost, but it is certain that it was after the people from the poor family sect came.

Huang Zifeng's idea is very simple, he just needs to gather all the disciples from the poor family, and use the magic weapon of the sect to activate the seal set by the treasure, even the storage bag and the storage ring cannot be blocked.

As long as the treasure is on them, they will definitely find it.

Thinking of this, Huang Zifeng showed a cold smile.

"What? Lost the treasure and suspect that we stole it?"

"They deceive people too much!"

"Okay, stop arguing." Luo Yi's face was also very ugly, his eyes were cold.

Huang Zifeng held the magic weapon in his hand, and stopped for a while in front of every poor disciple, but the magic weapon in his hand did not change at all.

As the disciples were eliminated one by one, Huang Zifeng's face became more and more ugly, and finally stopped in front of Shen Gunian, his eyes were dark and he murmured: "How is it possible..."

Shen Gunian folded his hands on his chest, not feeling guilty at all, and asked in a good mood: "This shit, it must be broken, right?"