The sky turned pale, and this long and difficult night was finally over.

After fighting hard all night and finally cleaning up the ghouls fleeing in the town, everyone returned to the half-destroyed inn with tired faces.

Several disciples of Fenghuagu, headed by Yin Li, stood in front of the crowd and pushed the little silver-ringed snake demon they had captured to them.

After interrogation several times, this little snake demon doesn't know anything, and it's useless to keep it.

"Anyone who wants it will take it, and if he doesn't want it, I will get rid of him."

The expression on Yin Li's face was as proud as ever. She was holding one end of the demon chain, and the other end was the little snake demon that had turned into a human body, a thin boy kneeling on the ground shivering.

A Taoist priest with a white beard chuckled, his eyes flashed and he looked up and down at the little snake demon.

"This senior sister from Fenghua Valley, is this the little snake demon guarding the formation? It looks like it has a hundred years of cultivation. It would be good to use it to refine some low-level spirit-gathering pills."

The little snake demon could understand people's words, and when the Taoist said that he was going to take him to make alchemy, he trembled even more. He hung his head and did not dare to lift it up, and he did not dare to cry out loud, but the tears fell drop by drop on the ground. On the ground, a circle of fine dust was splashed.

Jiang Xundao was pushed aside by the crowd, and she was able to see the little snake demon clearly on tiptoe.

It's just a child, thin and ragged, it seems that there are still bloodstains on his body from injuries, and his real body can be seen by gathering spiritual energy in his eyes.

A small snake as thick as a thumb, with a black back and white belly, and small white rings around its body.

There are quite a few snakes like this in Yunqing Mountain, they are gentle and timid, they will quickly run away when they see people turn their tails, and rarely attack people actively.

Seeing his pity, Jiang Xundao felt pity for him, such a small snake demon could not do any evil, and heard the old Taoist said that he would use it to make alchemy, so he hurriedly pushed away the two people in front of him, and squeezed in front of Yin Li.

With a slight smile on her face, she bowed slightly and said politely.

"Beautiful senior sister of Fenghua Valley, if you don't want this little snake demon senior sister, can you give it to me?"

Jiang Xundao called a beautiful senior sister, causing Yin Li to raise his eyebrows. Although his face was expressionless, his heart was filled with joy.

Regardless of the dissatisfaction of the old Taoist priest who spoke first, he handed one end of the demon-locking chain to Jiang Xundao and asked.

"What do you want it for?"

Jiang Xundao had a small calculation, if he wanted to let her go secretly, then Yin Li would definitely not give it to her, so she raised her head and smiled softly, with a gentle and pure smile on her delicate face.

"Return to senior sister, I want to use it to make alchemy."

Lan Yiyou, who bowed his head silently, frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Xundao, his dark and deep pupils were a little cold.

Juling Pill, as the name suggests, has the effect of concentrating spiritual power, and it can get twice the result with half the effort when practicing. It is usually made by putting different grades of Juling Grass into the pill furnace.

The longer the age of the spirit-gathering grass, the higher the quality of the spirit-gathering pill refined.

But the spirit-gathering herb is rare, and most of the ones that can be bought are bought by the big sects. If ordinary casual cultivators want to buy the spirit-gathering grass, they will have to spend a lot of money to buy it.

If they couldn't afford it, they used some little demon's demon pills to refine them. Although they also had the effect of gathering spirits, but there were too many impurities, and the effectiveness was halved. The disciples of the great sect never lacked for spirit gathering pills, so this little demon's demon pills naturally entered out of their eyes.

But this is how some casual cultivators catch little demons to refine spirit gathering pills, cut open the little demon's body, take out the demon pills, and then throw them into the alchemy furnace for refining.

Although the method is cruel and only monsters can be caught, even righteous people have never had any objections.

Jiang Xundao said that she wanted this little demon to make spirit-gathering pills, except for the old Taoist priest who was a bit annoyed when the little demon was snatched away, others only thought that she was a disciple of a small sect, so they let her go.

However, several people in Qingyun Palace looked at each other, and there was something strange in their eyes.

Jiang Xundao who came down the mountain has been walking with them, even though Jiang Xundao came from a small sect they had never heard of, Yun Qing Guan.

But Jiang Xundao has no shortage of treasures.

Not to mention anything else, just say that when she first met the Qingyun Palace and the others, the demon-binding net that Mu Chang accepted was not a vulgar thing, and there was also the demon-suppressing bell that she took out yesterday.

There are only a few spirit-gathering pills, how could she not have them, and she still needs to use the demon pills of this little demon snake to refine them.

Mu Chang guessed what Jiang Xundao was thinking, but she kept her mouth shut. The little monster looked pitiful. If he hadn't been caught and forced to defend the formation, he would have been so cowardly. Dare to hide in his own hole and dare not come out.

While everyone was packing up, Jiang Xundao ran back to his room and picked up the things he had left behind.

So he wanted to find a chance to sneak up the mountain to release the poor little snake monster back to the mountain, and told him to hide in the mountain to practice in the future, not to come out to hang out, and not to harm anyone in the future.

After packing up his things and carrying a small burden on his back, Jiang Xundao opened the door and peeked out.

The door was only opened a crack, and Jiang Xundao caught a glimpse of a white corner of his clothes, with a lifelike maple leaf embroidered with gold thread on it.

Moving his gaze upwards, Jiang Xundao saw Lan Yiyou's cold and beautiful face, with a little bit of bright cinnabar between his brows, and his calm eyes were staring at her lightly.

Jiang Xundao was startled, cleared his throat, stood up straight and called softly.

"Senior Sister Lan."

Lan Yiyou nodded and pointed to the room with a cold tone.

"Can you go in and talk about it?"

Jiang Xundao was a bit puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, she didn't know why Lan Yiyou wanted to find her, and they didn't seem to know the old friendship.

But even so, Jiang Xundao politely opened the door and pushed it a step to let Lan Yiyou in.

As soon as Lan Yiyou stepped into the door, she turned her head and saw Jiang Xundao who had closed the door. She flipped her white jade hand, and there was a small white jade porcelain vase in her palm, and she handed it to Jiang Xundao.

"Here are five high-grade spirit-gathering pills for you."

Jiang Xundao was startled, but before he could react, he stretched out his hand to take it.

The whole body of the jade bottle is snow white, cool to the touch, just by looking at the bottle, one can tell that it is not a cheap thing.

Jiang Xundao took a second look before realizing it, and quickly put the jade bottle back into Lan Yiyou's hand, asking in a daze.

"Senior Sister Lan, why are you giving me this?"

Lan Yiyou stared at the jade bottle that had been stuffed back in his hand, and was also taken aback, then said in a low voice with a flash of light in his eyes.

"How about five high-grade spirit-gathering pills in exchange for the little snake demon I got from my senior sister today?"

"Little snake demon?"

Jiang Xundao reached out and pressed the small gourd on his waist, with a trace of guard in his eyes.

"I won't change."

Lan Yiyou raised the price quietly.

"Ten."

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Xundao resolutely refused.

"No."

"Twenty?"

"No."

Jiang Xundao's resolute refusal made Lan Yiyou a little confused about her thoughts.

Twenty high-grade spirit-gathering pills, even she only has thirty, which is her year's weight.

"Didn't you want this little snake demon to refine the Spirit Gathering Pill? You can only refine one low-grade Spirit Gathering Pill with it. I will exchange twenty high-grade Spirit Gathering Pills with you. Why don't you?"

Jiang Xundao shook his wits, and instead of answering, asked Lan Yiyou instead.

"Then what is Senior Sister Lan going to do?"

Lan was at a loss for words.

What is she going to do, she is also a demon, she will naturally let her go secretly, how can she bear to see this little snake demon who is only a hundred years suffer.

But of course she wouldn't say that. Jiang Xundao listened, she just raised her chin slightly and her tone was indifferent.

"I still need to interrogate him about the demon sect's sneak attack yesterday."

Jiang Xundao thought of a good way, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile on his face as if he was courteous.

"Then Senior Sister Lan will interrogate with me, and return it to me after the interrogation is over."

Lan Yiyou was taken aback again, she really didn't know whether to praise Jiang Xundao's cleverness, or mock her for being stupid.

I don't want twenty high-grade spirit-gathering pills, but I want to keep the little snake demon. I don't know what her plan is.

Lan Yiyou heard the footsteps outside the door, and didn't say anything, just said something indifferently.

"Forget it, excuse me."

After finishing speaking, he bypassed Jiang Xundao and opened the door to go out.

Jiang Xundao stood behind her, turned around curiously and asked her kindly.

"Is Senior Sister Lan not going to interrogate?"

Lan Yiyou paused, without turning his head.

"No trial, you can keep it."

When Jiang Xundao saw her go out, she was suspicious, so he deliberately raised his voice and said to himself.

"It's not bad to keep the snake soup."

Outside the door, Lan Yiyou stopped in his tracks, a trace of sullenness flashed across his face, and then he left quickly.

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