Life Hunter

Li Qingxian did the math, and found that only 20% of the more than 30,000 people were left, and almost 25,000 people died. This is terrible. These are more than 20,000 seventh-grade monks. To use an inappropriate metaphor, more than 20,000 seventh-grade county magistrates would die, but... this statement seems to be easier to accept.

"Mother, what do you think of this Qingyun test?" Li Qingxian smiled with a well-behaved face.

"How do we women know about the exam? However, you are not the only one who has treasures, others also have treasures. Some treasures are very troublesome, so you should pay more attention to them."

Everyone thought of glazed tiles and movable type plaques.

The mother-in-law continued: "Your baby..."

Mother Wei's voice suddenly stopped, and after a while she said again: "Keep your treasure well, don't use it unless it is absolutely necessary. And the glazed tiles are also good treasures. Think carefully about the time to use them. Use them well. Well, they are all treasures; if they are not used properly, they are all waste products.”

"Kid, remember this," Li Qingxian said.

The mother said again: "Your uncle is a guard in the palace, but he can't help you with the exam. When he sees you, show your rattle and he will recognize you. By the way, your grandma sometimes lives in other places and sometimes lives in the palace. Li, from now on, if you can, please don’t disturb her, do you understand?”

"My child understands."

Everyone was confused after hearing this, envious and having a headache. They didn't expect that the relationship between Qi and Qi was so complicated.

"Look at my memory, I've forgotten the most important thing. Come here, bring me the flower watering pot." The mother said.

A legless woman flew outside the door and slowly put down a shower head and a kettle to water the flowers.

"Your tree is still planted in the backyard. Don't forget to water it soon. When the fruit is ripe, keep it on your body, eat the fruit, and then you can return to the tree."

"The kid goes now."

"What's the hurry? Sit down and digest your food, and chat with your mother." The mother said.

"Yes." Li Qingxian raised his buttocks in the air and lowered them.

Song Baige kept winking at Li Qingxian. Li Qingxian thought for a moment and said, "Mom, is this Vientiane Map occupied by us?"

Mother Wei snorted softly and said: "The old things from the Destiny Sect are still quite powerful. We can't touch the best things. We can only use the Destiny Sect's great inheritance and great destiny weapons to open them. Don't even think about it, unless If you are a successor of the Tianming Sect, otherwise you are not qualified to open it. Even if you open it, it will be done secretly and not let us know."

Li Qingxian looked at the black curtain and felt as if his mother was staring at him.

"Yes, we just want to escape...to complete the Qingyun Trial. As for the treasures of the Tianming Sect, there is no need to compete with those Daxiu and the Son of Man. Safety comes first." Li Qingxian said.

"My son is smart. Fight when you should fight. If you shouldn't fight, just give it to others. It's not a rare thing. When you enter the inner city, messy things may fall from the sky. Fight if you can get it. It's too difficult. Forget it, it's not worth it." The mother said.

Everyone secretly remembered that it seemed that they could find good things if they entered the inner city.

"What is it specifically?" Li Qingxian asked with a smile.

"I'm a woman, how could I know that?"

Li Qingxian was helpless, you are a woman who knows everything.

Li Qingxian thought for a while and said, "Mother, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Ask me..." Mother Wei glanced at everyone, and everyone felt a chill in their bodies.

"Don't mix with those stinking things." Mother Wei's voice was slightly cold.

Everyone was puzzled, except Luo Jing who felt faintly uncomfortable.

Li Qingxian looked at Fangfang, and Fangfang said with a smile: "I know what smelly things are. When I encounter them, I will point them out to you."

Li Qingxian kissed his sister hard on her big cheek, making Fangfang giggle.

After everyone chatted for a while, Li Qingxian used watering the tree as an excuse to walk out of the room, carrying the kettle, and the others followed.

Walking out of the east courtyard, a series of long exhales sounded in the team.

"so close."

"My heart is stuck in my throat and ready to pop out at any moment."

"Ye Han is amazing, he can actually..."

"Stop, stop, let's go water the trees."

"Yeah……"

Everyone moved forward, bypassing the main hall and entering the backyard.

A familiar feeling came over me. A gravel road separated the backyard. On the left side stood a black and white patterned rockery, and on the right side lay a pond.

To the north of the pond, a tall ginkgo tree three to four feet tall stands upright.

The ginkgo leaves are golden and fall to the ground, looking like molten gold under the sunlight at noon.

In front of the big tree, a strong young man sat cross-legged. His clothes were vaguely Night Guard style, but his whole body was protected by armor intertwined with branches, leaving only his face and hands exposed.

His hair was also wrapped in dry branches, like a branch helmet on his head.

The strong young man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Li Qingxian, excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Sunshine boy? No...Ye Han?"

Li Qingxian took a closer look and found that this person was one of his teammates in the last Gui Village. His original name was Chen Sanwa. Later, he was called Blacksmith and was selected as the tree guardian.

Finally, when deciding on a strange name, I chose the strange wooden sign with the words "forging iron" inscribed on it, but crossed out the name and wrote Ye Han instead.

I originally thought that he, like everyone else, had died due to a trick.

Before leaving this time, I also went to the Chen Family Hall and got a peace knot from his mother, which I was going to burn for him.

Unexpectedly, he was alive and even called his two names.

"Should I call you blacksmith, or Chen Sanwa?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were blurry. After a moment, his eyes were clear and his eye circles were red.

"Chen Sanwa!" the man replied.

Li Qingxian's heart warmed, and as he walked forward, he took out a series of red peace knots and handed them to him.

Chen Sanwa burst into tears, holding the peace knot in her hands, her lips trembling, and tears silently slipped down her cheeks.

"Before I left, I went to your house..." Li Qingxian told the whole story.

"Thank you... thank you..." Chen Sanwa burst into tears.

Everyone vaguely guessed something and looked at Chen Sanwa sympathetically.

"What happened while you were here?" Li Qingxian asked.

Chen Sanwa wiped away her tears and recalled carefully: "After you left, I was in a daze. Although I couldn't hear clearly, I remembered that Mother Wei was crying and said she had lost her son. Her daughter comforted her. Later, mother and daughter occasionally When I came here, I looked at the ginkgo tree with a very complicated expression. They were very kind to me. Mother Wei said, since I have been given this good fortune, I must cherish it. Strange to say, I didn’t practice cultivation, I just sat there in a daze, really. Yuan has been improving, and now it is inexplicably eighth level, and may be promoted to seventh level at any time. Also, my true energy has changed, and it seems to have added charisma..."

Chen Sanwa slowly recounted her experience.

While listening, Li Qingxian deduced in his mind, vaguely realizing that after he crossed out the name "The Iron Man", Chen Sanwa, the tree keeper, was transformed into a strange life, which should be between human and ghost.

After Chen Sanwa finished speaking, Li Qingxian looked up at the center surrounded by branches.

A red fruit as big as a fist is located inside. At first glance, the front of the fruit looks like an enlarged walnut, wrinkled. If you look closely, the lines on the surface of the fruit form the face of a baby, which is similar to Li Qingxian and is related to good luck. There are also three points of similarity.

I'm used to posting in advance on time every day, but I forgot today, and I kept busy writing. I didn't realize it until I read the book reviews at night. I'm sorry.

Recently, the book review section has been tricked. I don’t know how long it will take for it to return to normal. I didn’t expect that I would also be tricked...