i am a tree

Qiu Chan squeaked and hissed loudly, I stood outside that building and waited for Mu Yi.

I don't know what bargaining chip Mu Yi used in exchange for Wanlingzong's protection, the extreme Yin faction is powerful, even though Wanlingzong is not afraid of it, it will never offend it for a few irrelevant monks and mortals.

The chips must be placed, and the price may have to be raised.

Old man Lin was squatting beside me, sighing and looking at me with a sad face.

In fact, he can’t be called an old man anymore, his face is so tender that water can be pinched out, his big eyes are watery, peach blossoms fly around when he smiles, and a dimple is slightly exposed on the left side of his face. Different.

Unexpectedly, there are such unreasonable characters in this cultivation world.

I have great admiration for him.

We sat in front of the main hall, staring at each other, I saw him looking like he was doing nothing, he was so busy picking flowers and weeds, I couldn't help but asked, "Why are you so idle?"

You know, being a monk is busier and more tiring than being a mortal. In order to reach the Dao before the end of your life, you never slack off, all year round.

He blinked and sighed, "This is fate, why did my father name me Lin Sleeping."

I can clearly feel the veins on my forehead twitching twice. This is shameless. I just found out from his senior brothers that Lin Sleeping is a big deal. His father is probably a certain important figure in the Wanling Sect. , that is to say, Lin Sleep is a second-generation ancestor.

He does not have the arrogance and domineering of the second generation ancestor, but the fact that the second generation ancestor lives as he pleases is [-]% sure.

That carefree appearance made me a little bit envious—and admired.

The most important thing is that his cultivation base is not weak, of course, he is not as good as Mu Yi's evildoer who has a post-Xingpan, but among his peers, he can be regarded as a rare opponent.

I chatted with him one after another.

He pinched my face with his hands.

With a bang, I shook his hand away.

He persevered and pinched it again.

I pat him away again.

……

Finally I got annoyed, rolled my eyes wildly, and moved to the side.

He leaned over with a playful smile, I glared at him, and he retracted the outstretched hand in an embarrassing manner, without any embarrassment on his face.

Probably because he has played the part of a beggar for a long time, and the thickness of his skin is also very human.

After a long time, my feet became numb from squatting, and I moved a little. I decided not to waste time, but started to meditate.

There is so much aura on this mountain that it cannot be wasted.

Once I meditated, the phantom of my real body appeared behind me.

Lin Sleeping clicked and circled around me a few times.

I let the aura in my body run on its own. Although it was not as efficient as my own manipulation, but in a strange place, it is still the most important thing to be careful, and I set aside a small part of my mind to watch Lin Sleeping.

He reached out and poked my phantom.

As if the calm surface of the lake had been broken, the phantoms swayed in circles, and under the sun, the branches and leaves swayed as if they were disturbed by the breeze.

There was no movement for a long time.

When I turned around, I saw Lin Sleeping standing there in a daze, his eyes drooping, inexplicably losing the expression he had just now.

I reached out and kicked him, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Sleep came back to his senses, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep, his eyes were still a little hazy, "It's okay, seeing your original shape, I think of someone." He said with a little melancholy.

I nodded.

For a moment, even the sound of leaves falling could be vaguely heard.

Under the sunlight, Mu Yi walked to my side.

I look up.

Against the light, Mu Yi's figure was somewhat blurred in the sunlight, only that eternal gentleness could be clearly felt from the halo that could not be seen clearly.

He took my hand and left the territory of Wanlingzong.

Behind him was Lin Sleeping's "reluctant" eyes.

He took my hand and walked out of the enchantment, which is the Taoist temple where incense is at its peak. There are people coming and going around, and Mu Yi is in the crowded crowd, like flowing water, pouring past, and the flowers and willows are not there for him. comfortable.

I put my arms around his neck, smelled the light and distant breath on his body, and turned my head, "What does Wan Lingzong want?"

Mu Yi kept walking, "After five years, go to the Evil Spirit Valley."

Evil spirit valley?I seem to have heard the name.

After a long while, I finally remembered that this is not the most vicious place rumored in the world. If I went there, I would almost die, and if I didn’t die, my skin would be peeled off. Some monks who believed in "seeking wealth and wealth in danger" and "reluctant to let children be tied to wolves" rushed to that place one after another.

On the Opening Day once every 50 years, no matter whether you intend to or not, you will focus on it.

I put my arms around Mu Yi's neck, I can't help but tighten it.

I have never wanted to do this uncertain thing, and I didn't even want to touch it.

90.00% nine mortality rate, bet on this luck?What is not courting death?

There is only so much luck in a person's life, and it should be used wisely, in the inevitable moments of life and death, not in these things that ask for death.

After going down the mountain, they moved Yu Ziliang's big family to the Taoist temple where Wanlingzong was located, where they were made to be handymen doing some peripheral chores.

The matter was resolved smoothly, I said goodbye to Mu Yi and Yu Ziliang's family, and left Anyang.

The two children's faces were full of tears, and they shook their hands desperately, sending each other off all the way.

I thought, I don't know if there is a time to see you again.

Five years, whether it is long or not, is not short.

Compared with the thousands of years of monks, it is like the warm setting sun in the afternoon, but for ordinary people who are less than a hundred years old, it is a long 820 days and nights.

We did not deliberately hide our whereabouts, so the tail that followed has never been lost.

This extreme yin faction seems to be on our shoulders, and he refuses to give up no matter what, Mu Yi also regards them as a living target. Sometimes, I can't help but sigh, this extreme yin faction is too stubborn, It's no wonder that almost all the monks' faces changed when they heard the words "Extreme Yin School". No one would dare to easily make an enemy of this kind of maggot-like energy.

There was a burning smell in the air, and the ground was covered with scattered corpses, most of which were bloody and incomplete.

This extreme yin faction is really cruel, it is not easy to train some people to come out, so batches of them become cannon fodder.

With a wave of Mu Yi's sleeve, a gust of fresh wind blows away the scorched smell in the air, leaving a faint scent of vegetation.

In fact, going all the way like this, playing and stopping, is also beneficial, that is, the more you fight, the more you get the feeling of fighting, the higher your level will be.

The sky is full of stars, and the night wind rustles.

The mountain in front of me split the sky like a knife and axe and went straight into the sky. I raised my head and looked up, "Where are we going?" I pointed to the top of the mountain and asked.

Mu Yi nodded, this is already a year later, this year, the Ji Yin Sect still did not give up on hunting us down, but the cultivation level of the people used to hunt us down is generally not high, and the practice is almost the same, It was meaningless to continue, so Mu Yi decided to find a place with more aura and practice hard for a few years, waiting for the opening of the Evil Spirit Valley.

After looking around, I found this Qingtian Mountain.

This mountain lives up to its name.

Mu Yi hugged me, and with one light step, he was ten feet away. In this year, his teleportation skills have become more and more powerful.

I nodded with satisfaction.

Finding a slightly flat place halfway up the mountain, Mu Yi took out the magic weapon named "Cloud Ring", and with three or two strokes, a temporary cave was dug out on the mountain wall. I followed Mu Yi's movements, I was very happy to cut and made a few pieces of rough furniture. When everything was done, I clapped my hands and nodded with satisfaction, that's it.

Mu Yi also hurriedly arranged the defensive formation and barrier outside the cave.

A white mist filled the mountains and forests. In the blink of an eye, from the outside, this place was no different from the surrounding environment.

However, the excavation of the cave is such a big movement, of course, it will attract the attention of the surrounding monks.

I thought about whether I should say hello to them. After thinking about it later, I decided to forget it. I don’t need to communicate with my neighbors, as long as I can live in peace.

Mu Yi sat there, absorbing the surrounding aura, I could feel the agitation of the surrounding aura, the aura that hit Mu Yi like waves, even condensed into a milky white liquid, slowly attached to Mu Yi When it landed on Mu Yi's body, it disappeared.

Mu Yi remained motionless, I looked at his body, half submerged in the white light, half swallowed by the black mist, the white light and the black mist were entangled and competing, gradually becoming a stalemate.

The evil spirit inhaled into the body because of the "spirit-like stone" has not been completely resolved after all.

Even I don't know exactly what Mu Yi's current state is.

Because of the abundance of aura in this place, the flowers and trees grew extremely luxuriantly. Soon after, even the cave was occupied by those wildly growing flowers and trees. I was very happy to see them grow so well , When the interest comes, I will greet them one by one, and see after hundreds of thousands, which flower or grass has the opportunity to transform into a human form.

Life is very comfortable.

Mu Yi practiced day and night, while I followed the steps. Since entering the foundation building stage, my progress in cultivation has slowed down. Now it is extremely difficult to advance even an inch. After a long time, I am still in the middle of the foundation building stage. In fact, his cultivation speed is extremely fast, but compared to Mu Yi, who has Yu Xingpan and has outstanding aptitude, it is naturally too far behind. He is an old man, and now he is thinking about conceiving a baby.

In the world of comprehension, only when one reaches the Nascent Soul stage can one truly step into the ranks of masters.

It's just that Mu Yi has only cultivated for so long, and it's actually not a happy thing to conceive a baby. If it wasn't for the promise of the Evil Spirit Valley, he would definitely have to wait for hundreds of years, at least to get rid of those in his body. Let's talk about the "evil spirit" after it is resolved.

Now, we don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to drive ducks to the shelves.

The process of conceiving a baby is extremely dangerous, I was naturally so worried that I almost couldn't even care about my own cultivation, so I looked at Mu Yi with my eyes, and I was afraid that I would lose my eyes after seeing this.

There are still four more years, and Mu Yi will start conceiving babies in the fourth year after all, and he will be ready ahead of time. Of course, Wan Lingzong will also provide some things. Good stuff, now it's fine too.

Lin Shui originally wanted to follow us to the rivers and lakes, but was taken to retreat by the elders of the Wanling Sect. When he left, with tears in his eyes, he raised his hands and told us that in five years, the master will be a good man again.

I thought, about five years from now, he will also go to the Valley of the Evil Spirits.

The trophies collected from those Jiyin sect disciples along the way were not wasted, they were all sold, and returned with a lot of good things.

Mu Yi's alchemy has already reached the master level. Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are only five alchemists who can compete with him. No one knows. With the help of Xingpan, his alchemy success rate is frighteningly high. It's about as tall as three or four alchemy masters combined.

We go down the mountain every few months.

Mu Yi took me to a comprehension city thousands of miles away to do business.

He took my hand and walked to the largest building in the city. On the plaque was written "No Return Pavilion" in three flamboyant characters. It seemed that the ink was not dry yet, and there was always a sense of never returning. A sense of arrogance.

Mu Yi handed a plaque to a clerk, and the clerk held the jade plaque and respectfully invited Mu Yi to go to the third floor.

Soon, a monk in white hurried in, and said respectfully, "Senior Mu, I welcome you from a distance."

Because Mu Yi was there, even if it was me, he greeted me with a smile all over his face.

Mu Yi nodded lightly, the monk in white asked Mu Yi to take a seat and served tea.

I took out three jade bottles from the storage bag and placed them on the table one by one. The sub-treasurer of "No Return Pavilion" carefully took them over and looked at them carefully one by one.

This "Bugui Pavilion" is the place with the biggest business in the cultivation world. Of course, there are many backers behind it. It is said that their strength is also unfathomable. For materials and spirit stones, of course, we need to find a buyer who is courageous and dares to fight against the extreme Yin party. "Returning to the Pavilion" gives full play to the true qualities of a businessman. If you have a milk, you are a mother. As long as you give enough benefits, everything will be blocked for you.

Of course, I'm not afraid of them taking advantage. With Mu Yi here, even if they take advantage, in the final analysis, we still benefit more. They are extremely satisfied, not only earning a lot of spirit stones, but also providing Mu Yi and me with a lot of pills for cultivation, why not do it?

The higher the elixir, the more rare it is to live in. Those Nascent Soul stage, or even old monsters above the Nascent Soul stage, do not lack spirit stones at all, and they are afraid that they will be out of stock.

For example, the "Infant Formation Pill" contained in the jade bottle on the right is said to be a legendary pill that can increase the chance of infancy. Although it can only increase by ten percent, any monk will flock to it when they see it.

Looking at the trembling hands of the monk in white, he knew how precious these elixirs were. He said in a repeated voice, "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Senior Mu could even refine this long-lost elixir." He is also a man of knowledge, "Ever since one of the main ingredients of this elixir disappeared, this elixir has never appeared again, could it be Senior Mu?"

Mu Yi shook his head, "I just replaced the extinct main medicine with another medicinal material. But don't worry, the effect of this 'Yingying Pill' will only be better."

The white-clothed friar’s eyes were shining, and I knew at a glance that he had come up with the idea of ​​this pill, my eyes lit up, good guy, I can make a lot of money again.

In the end, I pulled Mu Yi out of the "Ge of No Return" and returned with a full reward.

That half of the discarded alchemy was exchanged for [-] low-level spirit stones, which is a sky-high price.

I looked at the white-clothed monk with a satisfied face. In fact, this pill formula is of course true, but without the assistance of Mu Yi and powerful things like Yu Xingpan, nothing can be practiced. It can only work in an extremely special state, and in this regard, it almost limits the scope of application of this formula.

Generally speaking, I'm the one who comes forward when discussing business, Mu Yi is so easy to fool, if it was him, he would probably give Dan Fang away.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I had a talent for doing business.

We wandered through the shops, and the ones that were on the bright side were certainly not of the highest quality. We just looked around casually, and what we were really waiting for was the auction that the monk in white said.

There is an auction only once a month in the "Government of No Return", bringing together treasures from all walks of life, there are things that the "Government of No Return" wants to sell, and there are also treasures that monks want to exchange or sell. It is not uncommon for the cultivation world to be black and black, " "Not Returning to the Pavilion" also saw this business opportunity, so they held such an auction. Over time, they became quite famous among the monks, and more and more people came.

Mu Yi and I concealed our true colors and entered the venue.

At this time, the auction is about to start.

The monks were scattered in the venue, sitting alone, or in small groups, their faces were covered with a white mist, and they couldn't see clearly. This place restricted the monks' spiritual consciousness, so naturally they couldn't see each other's true faces.

Mu Yi and I have participated in this auction quite a few times. It was very rare for us to actually make a sale. Only once, when we fell in love with some refining materials, we used the expensive price of 100 million low-level spirit stones to get this from someone else's tiger's mouth. Things were snatched by force.

That thing is called star dust, and it is useless to those who don't know the goods, but to those who know the goods, as long as they add some to the refining equipment, the essence of the magic weapon can be greatly increased.

The only magic weapon in Mu Yi's hand, "Cloud Ring", was taken from the remains of ancient spirit beasts, and some weird insect silk was added. It is a rare magic weapon with both offensive and defensive functions. , it was too rough. Although it was refined several times later, the grade still couldn't go up.

I searched secretly, and after a long time of inquiring, I finally realized that only by using this stardust can I truly remove the impurities in the "cloud ring".

That auction probably left a deep impression on the monks present.

At that time, a monk also fell in love with this thing. He was probably very powerful, and the price went up all the way. In the end, this unremarkable stardust was sold at an unprecedented high price, and the monk who was competing with me was so angry The swearing made the head of the "No Return Pavilion" tremble with excitement. In the end, I still won.

Stardust is also really easy to use. After I got it, I used it to put the "cloud ring" in the furnace for 81 days. Stardust doesn't need money, and I tempered this magic weapon over and over again. Finally, its strength has been raised to a higher level, and it has reached the high-level top-grade, even if it is held by a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, it is definitely enough.

It's just because the main material of this magic weapon is the remains of that ancient spirit beast, so Mu Yi is also hesitating, if it is regarded as a natal magic weapon, will it cause turmoil in the evil spirit in the body, thinking of this, Also dare not try easily.

Think left and right, considering various pros and cons.

In the end, I gave up this year.

The natal magic weapon has too much to do with it, and there must be no hidden dangers left behind.

It is better to continue to learn how to control the astrolabe, even if the astrolabe sometimes leaks.

As for me?

In the foundation building period, the natal magic weapon is not yet available.

Just when I was thinking wildly, there was finally movement on the high platform of the auction, and three men and a woman walked up.

I was bored looking at the famous post, there was a detailed introduction of the auction items brought out by "Buguige", but there was nothing in it that Mu Yi and I needed.

Mu Yi hugged me, and gently followed my back, her hair fell on my face and body, like cold silk, I lay there, a little drowsy.

My broken body, even though my cultivation has grown day by day, has not changed at all.

I don't know how long it will stay like this.

Thinking about it, I feel a little depressed.

In fact, according to the age of the tree, I am indeed still in my infancy.

It's just that I'm still a monk in the foundation period——

All the auction items went up and down, and the auction hall was full of shouts one after another.

I yawned and rubbed my eyes, but still nothing of interest.

At this time, I saw an old man with a hunched waist flying to the auction stage with a whoosh, his rough sandpaper-like voice sounded in the auction house, "I want to auction this spiritual pet."

I was shocked, and when I heard the word "spiritual pet", my mind immediately cleared up a little.

Although almost everyone in the cultivation world has a spirit beast, few people dare to raise a spirit pet.

As the name suggests, this spiritual pet is a spiritual or demon cultivator that has been transformed into a pet.

This kind of practice is definitely a big taboo against spiritual and demon cultivation.

Although there are some monks who raise them in private, it is almost never seen such a blatant auction.

Suddenly, the hall was in an uproar.

The people in "No Return Pavilion" looked at each other with cold sweat on their foreheads.

Immediately, someone smashed the table next to him, stood up and shouted, "What do you mean?"

It seems that this monk is either a spiritual cultivator or a demon cultivator.

The old man snorted coldly, a great pressure poured out from his body, the monk staggered a step, a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the old man viciously.

This old man's cultivation is at least at the Nascent Soul stage.

This person is not a fool, he dared to do this, he naturally had his own support.

The hunchbacked old man grinned, and the aura around him eased, "I'm not going to break the rule of 'not returning to the pavilion'. When this pet is in my hands, it has already lost its sanity. I can't use it. Of course Change it to something."

I watched him remove the black cloth from the cage that closed the spiritual pet, looked at the man lying inside, and stood up involuntarily.

It was him!

The unexpected development left me dumbfounded.

The piranha that was once so arrogant and mighty.

Now lying quietly in the cage, except for that face with still bright eyebrows and eyes, there is no trace of resemblance to before.

His eyes were dull and empty, as the hunchbacked old man said, he had lost his sanity.

The hunchbacked old man slapped him with a palm, and the piranha trembled all over. Even though he lost his mind, he could still feel the pain in his body. After writhing on the ground for a while, a huge piranha appeared on the spot.

The ferocious and gorgeous flower discs are opened and closed, which looks very charming.

The hunchbacked old man took out a fifth-level green spirit beast from the spirit beast bag, and carefully put it into the cage.

In terms of cultivation, the fifth-order Jade Spirit Beast is already equivalent to the cultivation of a monk's early Golden Core.

After the Jade Spirit Beast was put into the cage, it saw the three huge discs of the piranha turning around, as if staring at each other, exuding a fierce murderous aura.

Bi Ling Beast wandered around it.

It seems that he also knows that this is a difficult opponent to deal with.

The two held each other for a while.

Slowly, everyone saw that the piranhas bloomed more colorfully.

A strong fragrance of flowers came.

The one with a low cultivation level immediately walked over to the auction table feeling dizzy.

The Jade Spirit Beast is no exception.

Just like that, he stumbled and walked towards the piranha as if he was drunk.

This flower's ability to confuse people is getting higher and higher.

It wasn't until the piranha's flower plate was used as a hood that he became sober, tried his best to hide to the side, and finally escaped.

He raised his feeble claws and tore off the petals.

entangled for a while.

In the end, he couldn't escape, and was rolled into the flower plate by the piranha, and he was about to become its food.

At this moment, the hunchbacked old man opened the cage and chanted a spell.

With a "plop", the piranha spit out the Bi Ling Beast it had swallowed.

The disheveled green spirit beast returned to the hunchbacked old man's spirit beast bag.

This scene naturally impressed the monks below.

The people below were stunned.

Spirit pets are much better than spirit beasts, and their combat power is far from that of them.

There are bids in twos and threes below.

It's not high, only [-] to [-] low-level spirit stones.

The hunchbacked old man let out a cold snort, and seemed to be dismissive of the price.

In fact, although the spiritual pet transformed by this man-eating flower is extremely powerful, but it cannot be moved at will, so it is much less useful. It is no wonder that these monks are unwilling to pay a high price.

I wrote a few words on the bid plate.

The head of the "No Return Pavilion" on the field immediately said loudly, "There is a senior who bid 50 low-level spirit stones. Is there any senior who has a higher price than this?"

When the price came out, there was another uproar immediately.

Some people cursed fiercely, wondering who was being taken advantage of, and was willing to pay such a high price to buy back this useless spiritual pet.

No matter how noisy the audience is.

The piranha on the stage remained unmoved, even the huge flower fell silent.

The boss above shouted three times in a row, but after no one bid, the piranha belonged to me.