The enchanting driver of the female president of Bingshan

standing in the hall.

Wu Tao was a little dazed.

Lingshi, the state of solidified spiritual power, can only be produced in places with strong spiritual power in the world. Its thick spirit is very useful for forming formations, alchemy or cultivation.

In the memory of his inheritance, spirit stones only appeared in ancient times. With the invasion of the earth by ancient trees, the spiritual power of heaven and earth gradually disappeared, and there was no record of spirit stones appearing in the following thousands of years.

Today, even the vast majority of warriors have forgotten the existence of spirit stones.

After confirming the guess in his heart, Wu Tao walked forward naturally.

"How do you trade this stone?"

This booth is guarded by an old man aged six to seventy, who looked over strangely when he heard the question.

He got that pitch-black stone by accident, and he took it with him because of the fluctuation of spiritual power on it from time to time, but the fluctuation of spiritual power is very weak, and if ordinary people carry it by their side, it can strengthen their health.

But for warriors, it is not of much use.

Therefore, this pitch-black stone was used by him as a gift for the fire dragon plant next to it. Now someone is asking for the price alone, which makes it difficult for him.

"Well, little brother, why don't you even buy the dragon plant next to it?" The old man scratched his head and asked tentatively.

"I just want that stone." Wu Tao shook his head and refused, the fire dragon grass was of little use to him.

"How much is the little brother going to pay?" The old man looked forward to it.

"When you sell things, don't you clearly mark the price?" Wu Tao asked strangely.

"Little brother, this stone is a treasure I wear with me, and it has the magical effect of prolonging life. I have been carrying it with me for more than ten years. If it weren't for the fact that money is really tight during this time, I wouldn't kill the old man. Take it out and sell it."

The old man lamented, pretending to be very reluctant.

Wu Tao was a little dumbfounded.

Looking at it like this, the next quotation must not be low. This old man is planning to slaughter himself like a fat sheep!
He was trying to dispel the old man's naive thoughts when suddenly a bald man came over.

The big man had a ferocious face, he grabbed the pitch-black spirit stone and put it in his arms, sneered: "Old man Yang, why don't you hand over such a good thing, do you really think that I am a poisonous centipede for nothing?"

"you you……"

Old man Yang looked angry.

Before the deal was negotiated, a robber came. The most important thing was that he couldn't provoke the robber. How could this make him feel better?
Old man Yang snorted twice, put away the booth, turned around and left.

Anyway, this stone is not worth much, at most, I didn't cheat a fortune, and I will just find the place in private in the future.

Seeing this situation, Wu Tao couldn't help frowning.

This spirit stone is of great use to him!

So, he looked at the poisonous-faced centipede and asked, "Poison-faced centipede, how about we continue with this business?"

"Why should I make a deal with you?" The poison-faced centipede smiled ferociously.

"Although this stone has some effects, it is far less exaggerated than what old man Yang said. It is really useless in your hands." Wu Tao said calmly.

"So what?" Poison-faced centipede sneered.

Wu Tao frowned.

This guy seems to be targeting himself specially!
He didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he turned and left.

The poison-faced centipede turned around and looked at Wu Tao's leaving back, with a trace of coldness on his ferocious face.

Since he joined the Chen family in Sichuan Province, his status in martial arts has been increasing day by day. Any casual martial artist who meets him is not respectful, but not long ago, Wu Tao made him lose face in front of his subordinates.

Although it was because of the Chen family in Southwest China, a mere rogue cultivator dared to take the opportunity to slap him in the face.

"You go and follow him. I need to know where he is before night."

The poisonous face centipede waved his hand and said to the subordinates beside him.

"Yes, boss."

One immediately walked out and followed.

……

The sky was getting darker.

Wu Tao walked towards the southwest corner of the village alone.

This martial arts exchange meeting was huge, with a large influx of warriors. The houses in the village, no matter how dilapidated, were allocated to people from various forces. With his current status as a casual cultivator, he naturally couldn't live in them.

Not only him, but most of the casual cultivators who came here were also unable to live in.

As a last resort, they could only find a place to live by themselves, and in the southwest corner, the hidden guard had secretly set up a tent for him.

Tonight, Wu Tao will have a good rest.

Everything will be resolved after tomorrow.

"However, some people don't seem to want to wait until tomorrow."

Wu Tao looked at the dark sky and muttered twice.

Turn around and go in another direction.

In the wilderness, there are very few people.

Wu Tao stopped suddenly, and soon after, several figures surrounded him.

"Boy, we meet again." The long scar on Poison Faced Centipede's face trembled and sneered.

"It's really you."

Wu Tao's eyes flashed and he looked over.

"You sent someone to follow me for so long, I don't know what you want to do?"

The poisonous-faced centipede said sternly: "Boy, you made me lose face in front of my brothers today, now kneel down and kowtow three times in front of my three brothers, this matter is over."

"What if I don't?" Wu Tao said lightly.

"Then don't blame me for being rude."

The poisonous centipede waved his hand, and the other three immediately surrounded him.

Wu Tao was not moved at all, just shook his head and sighed: "A gangster is a gangster, even if he has the opportunity to step into the martial arts, his behavior is still so ugly."

"you wanna die!"

The poisonous face centipede let out angrily.

The three people surrounding Wu Tao shot immediately.

The three of them used to be casual cultivators who bullied others. After they were recruited by the Venomous Face Centipede, they followed behind to reap benefits. Now Wu Tao, a lone cultivator alone, is a big fat sheep in their eyes.

As long as Wu Tao is knocked down, they can have a full meal.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, they all used the strongest force to attack with all their strength.

But before they came in front of them, Wu Tao's figure disappeared.

"what!"

The faces of the three changed.

When they were in a state of confusion, three starlights shot out in succession in the sky.

"Ahhh!"

After three consecutive screams, the three figures fell down completely.

The Poison Faced Centipede looked over immediately, and after realizing that the foreheads of the three people were all pierced, and those who were already dead could not die anymore, their expressions changed drastically.

Unleash your internal energy and external force, killing people from afar!
This is a strong master!

"You, who are you?"

The poisonous centipede's tongue trembled, and its body backed away unconsciously.

Wu Tao came to him one step at a time, and said with a faint smile, "My name is Wu Tao, you haven't heard of this name, have you?"

A trace of bewilderment appeared on the face of the poisonous centipede.

But in an instant, there was a huge wave in his heart.

Isn't this name the peerless genius who killed Zhang Xian on Luo Yunfeng not long ago and became the No. 1 genius of the younger generation? How could such a character come here suddenly and silently?

Seeing his appearance, Wu Tao smiled again: "Maybe you are strange, but I have another identity."

"What?" The Venomous Faced Centipede asked dumbly.

"Lord of the Dizong!"

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