Wen's sect's scumbag junior brother is back

The bright moon in the sky seems to be made of ice. The brighter it is, the cooler the desert becomes, and a layer of frost forms on the sandy sea.

The lingering sound of the erhu lingered in the beams, stirring the soul. The little mouse ran hard, gliding over the ice with its claws, jumping three feet high.

It can feel that it is getting closer to its master, but the sound of the erhu seems to be getting clearer?

At this moment, its feet were picked up, and all the gravel in the bag was poured out.After it was put down, it was discovered that there was a pile of little mice that had been poured with sand.

The little mice gathered together and rolled around in place, looking frustrated.

Erhu Jun lowered his head and put the gravel into the box one by one, his eyes soaked in desolation for a long time finally became more tender, and there was a smile on his lips.

It's just that he had been picking up the sand for a long time in the barren sand, and when he put in the last grain of sand, his fingertips kept trembling, and he almost couldn't put it in.

The box was sealed, he stood up, and the endless sea of ​​sand around him came into view, but he had more strength, carried the erhu on his back, and trampled the sand step by step.

The cold wind blew his hair up, and in addition to the turbidity in his eyes, there were still gravel illuminated by the moonlight.

Mr. Erhu walked away until Xu Chaoqi was no longer seen.

Outside the secret, everyone was terrified by the secret land of Liangsha in the western region at first, and they were relieved when they found that head Wen was not as angry as imagined, and even calmed down and let Dabi go back to normal.

Some powerful people gathered together in private to secretly look at the secret realm, and they whispered.

"In the extreme northwest, the days are long and the nights are short. Only vicious people and beasts come and go. There is no drinking water there, but there is a river of darkness underground, and there is water in the river of darkness. Once the sand touches the water of darkness Biting cold. When an ordinary monk touches the sand on his hands, the dark energy will seep into the soul along the fingertips, and it will be too cold for three days and three nights."

A powerful person shook his head and said "tsk": "It's hard for the dolls, after all the treasures are buried below."

The white light flickered in the light curtain, and there were indeed many disciples in the secret realm with bitter expressions on their faces. They sat on the ground with their hands folded for a long time and couldn't get over it.

The Dabi Secret Realm comes from all over the 27th Realm, and the disciples will skip their birthplace when entering the secret realm, so few of the frozen bone disciples in Liangsha are known.

At the end of the day, many disciples were empty-handed.

A few disciples covered their hands with weapons or disciple clothes, and then they dug open the cool sand to get a few stones with aura, which can be regarded as a harvest.

Da Neng waved his sleeves, the light curtain turned, a woman took out a big fan and fanned it in the air, a large piece of cool sand was blown away, revealing dozens of treasures.

She stretched out her hand to put on the handgown, picked up the treasure, and her pocket bulged.

Others admired a bearded Da Neng: "It is said that Miss Lan has practiced both swords and swords at a young age. This fan must be practiced by Miss Lan, right? A fan that can move Mingsha is extraordinary."

Da Neng was very proud of hearing this, but he said humbly: "Lan'er has been diligent and studious since she was a child, and my mother and I can't stop it. Since she was nine years old, she has been able to practice the yellow-rank magic weapon by herself, and at the age of ten she has been able to practice it. Disciple Zhan Jianji, I plan to let her inherit my mantle in the future."

The crowd rejoiced.

The light curtain turned again and turned into another person.That person is also amazing, in half a day, he collected most of the bags of treasures.Although not as good as Miss Lan, but also very eye-catching.

The light curtain turned back and forth, and after illuminating several disciples, it finally stopped at Yu Chengzhou's place.

At this time, it was dark in the light curtain, and the hurricane rolled up the cool sand, which was ten feet high.

The sand and gravel flying in the air cut off the dead trees, and the wind whistled, but the whistling sound was mixed with roaring.

"This is... Feng Yao?" Da Neng hesitated.

"Exactly." The person who responded looked solemnly: "Not only is it a wind demon, but it is also a wind demon in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who has become mad and violent."

"This... Yu boy is only at the end of the Jindan stage!"

All monks knew that the gap between Jindan and Nascent Soul was like a catastrophe, not to mention that the other party was still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

How can this be done?Yu boy is the young sect of Yingtian sect, so he must not be folded here.

Yu Chengzhou in the light curtain obviously saw Feng Yao, and his eyes became serious.

Feng Yao smelled the long-lost breath of "spiritual flesh", and his eyes were bleeding from excitement. The hurricane became more violent, blowing up several feet of wind and sand, and rushed to Yu Chengzhou in one breath.

The hurricane was getting closer and closer to Yu Chengzhou, and Yu Chengzhou clenched his natal sword tightly around his waist.

At the moment Feng Yao opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Yu Chengzhou, the sword light pierced the night sky, Hurricane's body was sliced ​​off with one sword after another, and Feng Yao howled in pain.

Yu Chengzhou used a set of sword moves to knock down half of the wind demon, and then flew up on the wind, piercing down from the air, the cold sword fell heavily and tore the wind demon apart, and the blade split the demon core.

With a roar from the wind demon, the hurricane went from nothing to nothing, and everything in the air fell to the ground, first the cold sand, and then a large piece of treasure.

The masters outside the secret were stunned and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"This... Yu boy, this..."

"I think, Fu Changzong wasn't as powerful back then."

"I think Yu Xiaozi is really the most powerful Young Sect of Yingtian Sect since ancient times!"

"Hey, why not? Everyone in the world says so, only...that one doesn't recognize it."

"I just hope that Boy Yu won't let his thoughts go wild and create a mental block for himself."

And here in Xu Chaoqi.

He set up a tent with the things his senior brother had prepared for him, hung Ye Mingzhu in the tent, and spread a thick blanket under his feet.

He was about to move the cool sand tentatively, when a few little mice came running over, snorting, and they put all the things in their pockets on the blanket that Xu Chao had rolled up.

The little mice came over and rubbed against Xu Chaoqi, and then continued to search contentedly.

After a while, the little rabbits with pockets also ran over, and they had even bigger treasures in their pockets.They put their large treasures on another pile, which was almost half the height of a man.

The little rabbits shook their long ears and came to claim credit. Xu raised his head and touched their backs, and the little rabbits collapsed comfortably on the ground.

After a while, the big tiger came back with his luggage on his back, and the pile of treasure outside the tent was one foot high. The pile of treasure was precarious, almost falling down and crushing the tent.

Xu Chaoqi raised his neck and thought that enough was enough, but the little mice in the distance didn't stop after sensing their master's thoughts. They beat up the little wind demon who had been possessed by the demon in front of him, forcing them to take the treasure. Hand it over!

The little wind demon swayed, took the treasure out of the wind tremblingly, and "offered" it to the little mouse with both hands.

The little mouse put the treasure in its pocket, and then left with paws.

Xu Chao got up and squatted outside the tent, feeling that he would win a good position if he continued like this, so he focused on breaking the situation.

The cold wind blew the tent into a whirring sound, Mr. Erhu was very far away from him, and he could only hear the vague music.

He leaned in front of the tent and recalled that his original intention of pinching the little mice was to find the most precious treasure in the secret realm, and all ten little mice found the gravel.

If sand is really precious, then one grain of sand may be worth his countless treasures, so his first priority should be to find sand.

It's just that Mr. Erhu regards the gravel as his own life, and he can't sense the opponent's cultivation base. If there is a real fight, he may be beaten to death by Mr. Erhu.

To put it another way, what if sand and gravel are not precious?After all, he saw that the gravel was nothing special except for a faint aura.

He remembered what he said to the little mouse at the beginning: the most precious thing in the secret realm.

Gravel is only precious to the secret realm, or it can be considered that it is the most precious to the owner of the secret realm.