The young man raised his head and looked at Qin Mufeng's panicked state, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
I know in my heart that my overdraft is unnecessary. This junior only came here for the Good Fortune Pill and will leave after getting it. What a mistake.
"You silly boy, that's the Earth Dragon Soul. You can't swallow it at your level. Give it to me and I'll give you other benefits." The young man quickly made a decision and shouted to Qin Mufeng.
"How can I give it to you?" Qin Mufeng asked anxiously. His body was constantly being restrained by extremely heavy weights.
"Come down, you and I will work together to stop it. I can swallow it." The boy shouted.
Qin Mufeng hesitated after hearing this. Going down? The young man would probably give him a sword blow.
The young man urged again: "Hurry up, the other two come in, and we will be in crisis together."
Qin Mufeng saw the Bagua man and woman approaching, and thought of using the Bagua man and woman to come in, he took the opportunity to run over.
"I'll give it to you, what can you give me?" Qin Mufeng asked while making a decision.
The young man said anxiously: "I'll give you the dragon's tail. You can only bear the dragon's tail. In addition, it will give you huge benefits. If I cheat you, you will be robbed and killed by the inner demons."
"Here we come." Qin Mufeng swooped down and ran straight towards the boy, mentally prepared to be deceived and risk his life.
The young man's dim eyes suddenly lit up like cold stars, and his face suddenly appeared strangely aged.
A boy turns into a young man, a young man turns into a middle-aged man, and a middle-aged man turns into an old man.
The black and white sword energy surged around the whole person again, forming an inward attraction.
When Qin Mufeng was about to hit the black and white sword energy, his body suddenly turned back and kicked the gray and white dragon's head upside down.
With a bang, the momentum of the dragon's head slowed down, and Qin Mufeng flew up into the sky.
The old man opened his arms and hugged forward, suddenly holding the dragon head into his chest.
A strange scene appeared, the gray-white dragon head sank into the man's chest, as if it was not real.
In a very short time, Qin Mufeng could clearly see his whereabouts, and there was an extra tortoise shell on his right hand.
This was given to him by the elder of the clan. The tortoise shell reached out and struck at the dragon's tail, and the dragon's tail was broken off.
Qin Mufeng was delighted, knowing in his heart that this must be the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, and he wanted to put it in his storage bag as soon as he rolled up his spiritual consciousness.
Not wanting to do anything in vain, the dragon's tail seemed to be rooted and motionless.
Qin Mufeng was dumbfounded and thought in a flash: "Could it be that it can only be swallowed by the body?"
He suddenly fell down, his face pressed down, his left eye touched the dragon's tail, and with a thought, the gray-white dragon's tail was strangely drawn into the star soul world.
At this time, the gossip man and woman rushed into the rock, and they looked at the old man hesitantly.
The old man swallowed the dragon's head bit by bit into his chest, and half of it was still outside.
The young man's eyes sharpened and he pounced on the old man.
Qin Mufeng collected the dragon tail, feeling happy and contented and planning to leave quickly.
He saw the young man rushing towards the old man with murderous intent.
"Stop." Qin Mufeng shouted.
The rushing young man stopped and stared at Qin Mucheng.
Qin Mufeng said coldly: "The dragon's head belongs to him, you can only take other things."
"Seeking death!" the young man yelled angrily, raised his hand and shot out a dazzling light, as if the sun was erupting, and the extreme fire energy could almost melt gold and iron.
Qin Mufeng was surprised and activated the Tianyue in a thought.
The cold wave appeared, and a huge ice-wheel ax flew out of the chest, slashing with extremely overbearing ice-cold killing power.
The confrontation between the big sun and ice wheel, lightning and flint.
Boom! The young man groaned and fell back, his face pale and weak.
Qin Mufeng was shocked. One blow from the high-level Tianyue in the Spirit Transformation Realm failed to kill the young man.
The girl stepped on the Bagua and walked to the young man's side. She stretched out her hand and pulled the young man to stand on the Bagua. The two held hands and faced Qin Mufeng.
The bright moonlight appeared all over the girl.
The young man quickly took out a golden elixir and swallowed it. He stared at Qin Mufeng fiercely, and warm sunshine appeared around him.
In the Bagua center under the feet of men and women, a strange rotating Tai Chi diagram appeared.
The eight hexagrams on the outside of the Tai Chi diagram appear in eight different colors, and the mysterious and mysterious power of the sealing of heaven and earth is permeated.
Suddenly, the young man's fierce eyes froze, he appeared confused and struggled, and the warm sunshine in his body disappeared.
The girl turned her head in surprise and shouted: "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Mufeng's figure moved as fast as the wind. He reached out and reached out to secretly attach a leaf from Nikong'er, and wiped it across the young man's neck, revealing an owl's head.
Ah! The girl exclaimed, her eyes suddenly froze, and the moonlight around her became pale.
Qin Mufeng wiped away his hand, and a sharp arrow with crystal water came out of his hand and pierced the girl's neck.
The girl screamed and flew out and fell, holding her neck and struggling to death.
The water god thorn of the chameleon fish is actually the attack of the net bottle.
Qin Mufeng did not go to touch up the girl, but rolled up the boy's storage bag with his spiritual consciousness, rolled up the Bagua and put it in his own storage bag.
"My lord, you can practice with peace of mind. I'll leave first." Qin Mufeng said, quickly reaching the edge of the rock and starting to return.
Entering Snail Row, Qin Mufeng secretly scolded the gossip boy for being stupid, and he was forced to take action.
If he left regardless, there would be endless troubles. The monk who swallowed the dragon's head would definitely be able to kill him.
The so-called fatal illness depends on how big the gap is between strong and weak.
The old monk can still swallow the dragon's head, which shows that it is not the oil that runs out and the lamp dries up.
Even if there is only one breath left, it is enough to die together.
Qin Mufeng took action to make his position clear, but hoped not to cause trouble for him in the future.
The snail's pace of return is psychologically more difficult than entering. At the end of the return journey, there is a group of strong men waiting for the geese to pluck their feathers.
Qin Mufeng thought about it and was willing to give up part of his wealth to avoid disaster. But when he met a greedy guy, his magic weapon was not a vegetarian.
Half a day later, there was a roar from behind, and the noise was much weaker than last time.
But with the roar, Qin Mufeng felt that he was getting closer and closer.
Qin Mufeng lamented helplessly that the old man would definitely be able to surpass him, so he could only hope that the old man would let him go.
Half a day later, the old man caught up with Qin Mufeng.
Qin Mufeng was pulled by an invisible force, and the old man led him forward.
Finally, I walked out of the snail row area and faced a group of strong men waiting for help.
For an instant, the old man's eyes seemed to be filled with two arctic cold stars, and his whole person exuded the power of destruction.
Qin Mufeng saw what was happening and felt that the old man was much stronger than him.
Behind the old man, he looked like an ant at the foot of the mountain.
For a long time, the old man stood motionless.
Qin Mufeng felt strange, but did not dare to ask.
The old man said: "That immortal is gone."
Qin Mufeng was slightly startled and said: "That human immortal may be waiting for me. I traded a fortune pill with him."
"I thought he wanted to fight." The old man said coldly.
"Your Excellency, you are not sure of winning?" Qin Mufeng said calmly.
"He is a human immortal, but I am weak. If I can't kill him with one sword, I will fall." The old man said.
Qin Mufeng nodded.
The old man said again: "In this case, I helped you survive the disaster. Am I repaying your favor?"
"The younger generation is far less powerful than the adults, but the level here is passable." Qin Mufeng negated casually.
The old man turned around, looked at Qin Mufeng, and asked: "Where are you from? What is your name?"
"Elder of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, descendant of the Black Dragon City branch of the Imperial Qin Clan, Qin Mu Feng." Qin Mu Feng answered calmly and pulled up the tiger skin without hesitation.
"Qin Family of the Imperial Capital?" The old man frowned and whispered, his eyes showing complicated expressions.
Qin Mufeng was silent, thinking that the Qin family in the imperial capital was really strong.
After a while, the old man asked: "Why didn't you just watch before?"
Qin Mufeng said calmly: "First, sir, befriend me first, and second, I don't want you to annoy me in the future, so I help you get through the difficulties."
The old man said: "If you think about the future, you should know that there will be no difficulties for me."
Qin Mufeng felt contempt in his heart after hearing this, and said: "The younger generation knows that you can be safe, but the foundation of a monk is the most important. You have repeatedly overdrawn your foundation to kill the enemy, and the consequences can be imagined."
The old man calmed down after hearing this and asked: "Do you want me to fulfill my promise?"
Qin Mufeng nodded and said calmly: "The younger generation needs a way to protect themselves. Sir, I condensed a sword talisman and the younger generation got a surprise."
The old man said coldly: "You really dare to ask for it. Condensing the sword talisman requires the consumption of the foundation. How can I give it to you in such a mess?"
"Let's talk about it later, don't rush it for a while." Qin Mufeng said with an apologetic smile.
The old man said coldly: "You are a cunning young man. Your request for the sword talisman is false. You are worried that I will ask for the dragon's tail."
Qin Mufeng shook his head and said: "The dragon's tail was given by the adults, and the younger generation really expects the benefits from the adults."
The old man said coldly: "I will naturally not break my promise of the benefits I promised. I have a daughter who is widowed in the Qin family in the imperial capital and will become your wife in the future. You can kowtow."
Ah? Qin Mufeng looked at the old man dumbfounded. Is this a sword cultivator?
He had never seen such a rogue and thick-skinned big shot, and he was overwhelmed by the sudden 'benefits'.
The old man looked at him and said: "I am at the peak of the Immortal Realm. You have my father-in-law as your backer, which overrides any benefits. Are you very surprised?"
Qin Mufeng was speechless. If he refused, he would definitely be destroyed into dust.
He chose to lower his head, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Qin Mufeng pays homage to my father-in-law, may you be well and safe."
The old man bent down to help him up, nodded and said: "There is a way to make choices, be able to bend and stretch, and never lose your innocence."
"Father-in-law, you have too much praise." Qin Mufeng responded calmly.
The old man said gently: "You remember, monks who cannot adapt to life will become stepping stones.
As a monk, my edge is easy to break, I am weak and unlucky, but I am able to reach the peak of the Celestial Realm. Only 30% of my ability to kill decisively is due to luck, 20% is due to luck, and 50% is adaptable and tactful.
In the battle between monks, force is not the absolute master, and those who blindly respect strength are often exploited by the weak without realizing it."
"Qin Mucheng is taught." Qin Mucheng responded respectfully.
"I haven't been this weak for a long time and am in urgent need of retreat. I can't give you anything for the time being. Leave ten of your creation pills and give the rest to me. I need to exchange for cultivation resources." The old man asked bluntly.
Qin Mufeng took out the Good Fortune Pill and offered it to him without hesitation.
The old man received the Good Fortune Pill and gave Qin Mufeng a jade bottle, saying, "You have very poor knowledge. Each bottle of a pool of Earth Spirit Vitality Stone Milk is worth as much as one Good Fortune Pill."
Qin Mufeng was stunned and embarrassed, and asked: "What's the use of this?"
"The virtual god is here, let's go." Qin Mufeng was suddenly coerced.
When he calmed down, he saw that the old man was gone. He was in a vast forest and had escaped from the earth's dragon's lair.
His expression changed, and he realized that the Bagua magic weapon in the boy's storage bag was gone.
"Taking advantage of others? You don't have that much character, right?" Qin Mufeng was stunned.