Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Okay, okay!" Xiao Luo was very excited when he heard this. "If I met you sooner, the three martial arts would definitely not bully us."

Touching his nose, Qin Ming also nodded.

Qin Wu leaned back and said: "Then I will trouble you!"

As a result, the four people walked together, and there were three Wu Zuns, and Qin Ming also had a little confidence in his heart.

"This box belongs to you, and the next box belongs to us." Qin Ming handed the key to Qin Wu and said.

"We have joined your team and have given you a lot of help, how can we pay back the treasure!" Qin Wu shook her head and refused.

She didn't care much about the treasure, no matter what was in it, she didn't care about it. What she wanted most was the death of Yun Xiatian, followed by taking Xiao Luo out of the secret realm.

There is only her martial artist here, and they are carrying an oil bottle. They are really embarrassed to divide the treasure.

"If you give it to you, just continue. We are a team. Whether it is the trophies or the treasures found, they should be divided equally!" Lan Zhi took the key from Qin Ming's hand and put one in Qin Wu's hand. Here you are, the next one is ours."

"This..." Qin Wu hesitated.

Ronaldinho turned her eyes, grabbed the key from Qin Wu's hand, and inserted it directly into the treasure chest. She was a little curious about what was in it. Along the way, she had seen the chest more than once, but her sister didn't care about the key. It's still a box, just turning a blind eye, just thinking about going out.

"This is?" Ronaldinho took out the branches from the box.

"Quiet Shenmu!" Qin Ming smiled, "This quiet Shenmu is only one inch. To make a futon, it takes about a thousand pieces. However, even an inch-sized Jing Shenmu has the effect of calming and calming, and it is of great value. At least one can exchange for a perfect nine-pin pill."

A futon needs a lot of Jingshen wood, because not all of the Jingshen woods can be used, but the wood heart must be taken from it.

But it can be used as a futon, and it can also be calm. It's still a precious Nine-Rank plant, so the price remains high and it's hard to find a single tree.

Many top powers, after tens of thousands of years of collection, made a futon, benefiting the entire sect.

Therefore, the acquisition of big powers has always caused the price of Jingshenmu to remain high, and it will never rot, and it can be used like currency, and is often treasured by warriors.

"Jing Shenmu?" Xiao Luo and Qin Wu have heard of this kind of spiritual plant, but they have never seen it.

"Let's give this Jing Shenmu to you! I hold it and it's useless." He took the Jing Shenmu in Xiao Luo's hand and handed it to Lan Zhi.

Shaking his head, Lan Zhi smiled and said: "I said it a long time ago, one for each person. No matter what comes out of it, this is all yours."

Seeing Lan Zhi's determination, Qin Wu could only put it away.

After everyone was ready, Qin Ming closed his eyes and explored the route.

"Go, come here."

A few women keep up.

"By the way, I haven't asked you why the Wu Zun who ran out suddenly came back." On the way, Qin Ming recalled the three Wu Zun, the last one holding the sword, and finally ran back inexplicably.

"Qin Ming, I found that my talent and supernatural powers are very useful here. These walls can enhance the attack power of my rhythm!" Lan Zhi touched the flute and said softly.

"Oh?" Qin Ming was curious.

Lan Zhi smiled slightly, picked up the jade flute and played it gently. The melodious flute sound suddenly echoed in the maze.

It could be heard in Qin Ming's ears, like a thunderstorm, his hands and feet were instantly weak, and his spiritual energy began to become unwilling.