The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"Haha, this guy is so vulnerable. That blue shield has such strong defense. Is it a Xuan-level magic weapon?" The short man looked greedy and quickly grabbed Zhan Nianchuan's waist, trying to grab his storage bag.

"Quack!"

A group of poison dart frogs jumped out of the water and rushed directly towards the short man and Zhan Nianchuan, shooting out several long tongues like lightning.

"What an annoying beast."

The short man cursed and had to turn around and offer a bronze plate to block himself. Although the poison dart frogs were not strong, they were numerous, so he had to be careful.

At this moment, the change suddenly occurred. Dozens of small and sharp objects suddenly appeared silently and stabbed him fiercely from several directions at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, Zhan Nianchuan, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up and punched him on the back with two heavy punches.

In a flash, the short monk was surrounded on all sides and fell into a more desperate predicament than Zhan Nianchuan just now.

"Ah~"

A desperate and shrill scream sounded, and the protective aura condensed by the short monk was instantly shattered. There were dozens of small holes on his body, and blood gushed out. He was hit hard on the back, and his chest was directly bulging. His whole body flew towards the poison dart frog that pounced on him.

Zhan Nianchuan stretched out his hand and calmly put away the bronze medal and storage bag of the short monk, and cast a calm look at the ugly man in yellow.

The yellow-clothed man who was rushing over quickly shrank his pupils and flew back without hesitation. Zhan Nianchuan's previous method had completely shocked him.

Although he still believed that he could beat Zhan Nianchuan, it was obvious that it was absolutely impossible to take him down easily. In this secret realm full of dangers, it was better to be safe, otherwise he would not only make wedding clothes for others in vain, but also put himself in trouble.

Zhan Nianchuan watched the yellow-clothed man go away indifferently, glanced at the poison dart frog that was madly gnawing at the body of the short monk, and flew away on his sword.

While flying, he checked the gains after killing the short monk.

A sect token of the Yellow Maple Valley. Zhan Nianchuan looked at it and threw it away casually.

The bronze token is a yellow-grade earth-attributed defensive magic weapon, which is very good. Of course, it is not very useful for Zhan Nianchuan who has a blue water shield.

There are more than 20 first-grade upper-grade elixirs and one Xuan-grade lower-grade elixir in the storage bag. Zhan Nianchuan quickly identified the effects and put them into his storage bag in different categories.

A yellow-grade upper-grade steel fork, which is quite powerful. Zhan Nianchuan has been hunting wild beasts since he was a child and is very familiar with this weapon. He rubbed it carefully, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and put it into the storage bag.

More than ten spiritual herbs, not worth much.

More than 300 spiritual stones.

There were several talismans, and the one that surprised Zhan Nianchuan the most was a very rare invisibility talisman. Although it was not of high level and could only be invisible for half a cup of tea, and could not move, it had unlimited possibilities as long as it was used well.

What Zhan Nianchuan valued most was a bronze mirror. There were many red dots on the mirror that kept moving. It seemed that this was the positioning magic weapon of Huangfeng Valley.

Looking at these red dots, Zhan Nianchuan fell into deep thought. If he got the positioning magic weapons of the other four sects, wouldn’t he be able to judge the number of opponents?

Just as he was thinking about whether this idea was feasible, the light of the bronze mirror suddenly flashed, and the scenes displayed on it all disappeared. No matter how Zhan Nianchuan urged it, it could no longer be used.

"It seems that this thing will soon lose its effectiveness after the owner dies, but I remember clearly that there is already a disciple of Huangfeng Valley in the Qingluo Desert ahead, and two more disciples are rushing there." Zhan Nianchuan threw down the bronze mirror and muttered to himself.

"Those who dare to go directly to the big ones must be experts from various sects. I must be careful and never be arrogant." Zhan Nianchuan warned himself, and then he flashed and shot towards the Qingluo Desert.

Along the way, Zhan Nianchuan checked the sect jade card and the jade talisman given by Tong Dachuan, and was surprised to find that a disciple had also arrived in the Qingluo Desert, and another disciple was on his way.

The jade talisman showed that a disciple from Lindan Peak was standing still somewhere more than a thousand miles away from him, probably waiting for teammates or encountering enemies.

"It's easier to get things done with more people. In this kind of melee, it's best to have more people. You can just force it directly. Otherwise, you can only be the yellow bird, but it will take too much time." Zhan Nianchuan had a headache, but there was no good way for the time being. He could only act according to the circumstances.

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Qingluo Desert.

A disciple of Lingxi Sect lay on the ground with his face up, his eyes wide open and full of unwillingness. Blood kept flowing out of the big hole in his chest and abdomen, washing out a winding red gully on the ground.

Behind him, more than 30 spiritual herbs with golden flowers swayed in the wind, emitting a faint spiritual light. They were the necessary spiritual herbs for refining foundation-building pills - golden sunflowers.

In front of his body, five disciples were fighting a purple-red poisonous scorpion in the early stage of the clear state, and they looked particularly strenuous.

This disciple of Lingxi Sect had really bad luck. He was directly teleported to the core of the Qingluo Desert. As soon as he appeared, he encountered the clear state poisonous scorpion guarding the spiritual herbs. The scorpion's big pincers pierced his chest and abdomen.

The five Qi Condensation Level 9 disciples who arrived later had no choice but to join forces and try to kill the poisonous scorpion and seize the spiritual herbs.

But it was obvious that they overestimated their strength, and all five of them were hiding something and were unwilling to fight the enemy with all their strength. This allowed the poisonous scorpion to attack the five of them recklessly with its high bone armor defense, and it also sprayed poisonous mist from time to time, beating the five people back step by step.

"Are you five here to make fun of me? You are far inferior to the group of cultivators five years ago!" The purple-red poisonous scorpion sneered loudly and looked down on them.

One of the Changhe Sect disciples with yellow hair frowned and shouted angrily:

"You broken scorpion, you actually bully and insult us like this, four Taoist friends, help me block him for a moment, I will activate the talisman to kill him."

The other four were overjoyed and responded in unison:

"Daoyou just count the action, we will hold this beast for you."

Seeing that the four disciples had used all their means, the yellow-haired Changhe Sect disciple waved his hand and sacrificed a green talisman, and a golden bird suddenly flew out of it, with a clear cry, it stared at the purple-red poisonous scorpion that was facing a great enemy.

Seeing that the poisonous scorpion had been completely attracted by the golden bird and ignored them at all, the four disciples were overjoyed and hurriedly drove the magic weapons in their hands to hit the poisonous scorpion.

However, at this moment, the figure of the Changhe Sect disciple suddenly flew back, and the shadow of the big bird in the sky slowly disappeared.

"Not good!"

"This bastard!"

"Quickly retreat!!!"

The four people were horrified and flew back desperately, not even bothering to recall the magic weapons they had shot out.

"Crack!"

The purple-red poisonous scorpion let out a strange cry, and its two large claws grabbed a long sword and an iron gall that were shot at it, and instantly erased the spiritual imprints of the two, and then the figure disappeared on the spot.