The desert is extremely dry, but all things in the world cannot escape the four words "things must turn against each other". When the drought reaches the extreme, the magic of creation will quietly appear, secretly condensing the essence of the source water. If no one interferes, this essence will slowly develop and grow.
, turned into magical water veins.
This essence of source water is called "Tian Shui Ling Jing". It is the treasure that those who practice water walking method dream of.
Tianshui spirit essence is hard to find in the world, and you have to have a great opportunity to find it. However, ordinary cultivators of the right path will not dare to pick it easily even if they find it. This essence of source water is the creation of heaven and earth. In the future, it will become a water vein and nourish countless living beings.
Yes, if you take it off, you will undoubtedly harm yourself and nature. You will definitely be punished by God and you will definitely die young.
I don’t know where this Yellow Wind King came from, and his cultivation level is not very good, but he should have some talents and skills to pick the Tianshui spirit essence. He has been running around in the desert for thousands of years, and he will pick the Tianshui spirit essence when he sees it.
In the end, he saved several drops. Liuliang estimated that even King Huangfeng himself might not know the value of this treasure. He just kept it as a nice and fun thing. Otherwise, it would bring these treasures to the human world. As long as no one else
If someone were to kill him, he would have already exchanged a pile of great skills, and he would be able to practice well.
But then again, King Huangfeng collected so many Tianshui spirits, no wonder it was punished by God, and it happened to meet Su Jing by chance.
The desert was dry, and the large lake bursting out from the heavenly water seeped into the yellow sand. Su Jing and Liuliang worked hard to find the other five small bottles. This harvest made the young man extremely happy. He practiced
Golden Crow Yanghuo has no need for this thing, but the mainstream inheritance of Lishan Sword Sect is based on water method. If he brings this thing back to the mountain gate, he, the 'first generation disciple', will not go home empty-handed.
Once the Tianshui Spirit is picked, it cannot be planted back. Of course, this good thing cannot be wasted.
Su Jing was greedy, and Liuliang was even more obsessed with money. Recovering the Tianshui Spirit was far from enough. The master and servant went into the water one after another and salvaged most of King Huangfeng's treasures before giving up.
Good things were found in the first bag. Su Jing felt refreshed and opened the Qiankun bag seized from the lizard monster again. However, this time the Golden Crow Yang Fire was sent over, and there was no restriction on sealing the bag.
movement.
Su Jing increased his 'firepower', but no matter how hard he tried, the Golden Crow Yang Fire was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the treasure bag remained motionless.
Shopkeeper Liuliang couldn't figure it out again. He had fought against both the lizard monster and the Yellow Wind King. The latter was obviously more advanced. Su Jing even opened the Yellow Wind King's bag, but couldn't break the other one.
It doesn't make sense...it doesn't make sense, it just can't be opened. Su Jing is not in a hurry. Anyway, the bag is in his hands. Whether it contains gold or silver or a pile of waste paper, sooner or later it will all be his.
What's the rush?
There was still water dripping on her hair and clothes. Fortunately, the show bag was impervious to water and fire, and the contents inside were not wet. Su Jing swam in the lake for a long time, and he was already hungry, so he took out the bag.
The steamed bun opened its mouth to bite, but unexpectedly, with a whooshing sound, the steamed bun was gone...
The steamed bun disappeared, and there were two more notes in Su Jing's hand, with Lu Yajiu's handwriting. No need to ask, the steamed bun was transformed by his uncle, similar to the way of turning stone into gold.
The first note read: If you eat steamed buns, you will have a chance. After choosing the sword at the sword tomb, leave the woman in yellow skirt in Ningcui Park, Shandong. You can visit her when you have time.
The second note said: There is another handwritten note for Huang Qun. If she asks me, I still have the green lamp in my hand, and the rest will answer truthfully. But there is another spell on this note. Su Jingcai will spontaneously burn to ashes after reading it.
Dissipated with the wind.
Uncle Master is good at everything, but he attaches too much importance to the word 'chance', almost to the point of hypocrisy. If he hadn't happened to eat this steamed bun, Su Jing would never have known that there was a woman in yellow shirt in this life. What's more terrible is that the satchel
There are countless steamed buns in it, and God knows which steamed buns are fake and have been tampered with by my uncle.
While Su Jing was breaking off the steamed buns one by one, the chief of the Crow clan came running out of breath. The little mute did not follow and was left in the village.
The patriarch came to the front and bowed his head: "I heard the mute said that my benefactor was planning to leave the desert. The old man felt bad. Hey, thank you for your generous action and eradicated King Huangfeng. Don't you know that this monster will be killed every few months?
They all come to my Honghei Gang to hunt, and he also has seven demon soldiers, named Ah Yi and Ah Er..."
Crow Yi's nature is to talk nonsense when he opens his mouth. Su Jing quickly interrupted: "Ah Yi to Ah Qi, right? I know."
"It's not just Ah Yi to Ah Qi. Fortunately, there are only seven. If there were seventy of us crow descendants, we wouldn't have to live... My benefactor, there's no need to hide it from me. Someone from our front line went to Huang Feng Village to see all the seven demon soldiers.
Being beaten to death must be a good deed done by you... I know that my benefactor doesn't like to make noise, and I'm afraid of disturbing your practice, so I haven't said anything, but I must repay the great kindness... You must always do this.
Take it." The patriarch took out an iron box from his bag and opened it. Inside there was a red feather with some gold showing through it and a map drawn on leather.
What followed was inevitably a series of long words. After eliminating countless nonsense, Su Jing understood the general meaning. Before the crow descendants moved to the desert, the ancestor Fire Crow Demon once came to visit these hybrid descendants. At that time, he left behind
A map and a feather, indicating that if something happens, you can search for it according to the map, and you can pass through the mountain protection formation with this feather.
The patriarch shook his head and sighed: "The ancestor's fairy palace is thousands of miles away from us, and we can't go there at all. Besides, the old man helped us once, but he never took care of our descendants for generations to come, so the ancestor decided to move to the desert. These two things
The things will be kept. We have no real use for keeping them, so we might as well give them to our benefactors. The Fire Crow Clan never owes anyone any favors. You can take these two things to my ancestors, and they will thank you for us.
old."
Su Jing had the "Golden Crow Vientiane" in his hands and the Lishan Sword Sect behind him, so how could he covet the reward of the Fiery Crow? But when he saw that feather, his heart moved slightly, thinking that he practiced the Golden Crow fire method, the Fiery Crow.
This kind of bird carries the blood of the Golden Crow. If you have the opportunity to meet it in the future, it may be able to verify the skills and help your own practice. The young man did not show any pretense, thanked him and took the map and crow feathers.
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The patriarch had not yet finished sending the thank-you gifts, but he waved and pointed to a group of young men and women behind him: "These are the young men and women of our village. They have been trained into forty-nine pairs of Crow Guards according to the methods left by our ancestors.
This is a famous one, called the 'Biyi Duangcrow'. In the past, it was only through them that the Red and Black Ridge could deal with King Huangfeng... Now that the monsters have been eradicated by the benefactor, there is no need to raise troops in the village, just let them grow old with you.
.My benefactor practices immortal magic, so of course he doesn’t need their protection, but when he encounters those short-sighted little boys, his hands will be stained when he takes action, so let them teach him a lesson... Oh, don’t worry, I’ll let them bite the bullet
Stone, they won't be able to make any noise, this method works well."
The ninety-eight crow-born are strong and strong, divided into forty-nine pairs of men and women. The men are tall and strong, with long hair tied into ponytails, while the women are petite and dark and pretty, but they all have shaved heads and look a bit wild. Both men and women are alike.
There are three characteristics: a red crow is tattooed around the right eye, revealing the arrogance of the demon; a black scimitar is carried on the back, invisible in the night, and it is difficult to detect without looking carefully; there is a stone in the mouth... The man's Adam's apple rolls up and down, and the woman's lips
He was twitching, obviously he was too nervous to speak, and he was forcing himself to endure it.
At first glance, these Crow Guards are indeed majestic, exuding an aura that is completely different from the Eastern Earth warriors.
Although they were 'given away', these crow guards all looked at Su Jing eagerly with eager eyes.
It is not difficult to understand that young people do not yearn for a prosperous place. Although living in the depths of the desert is comfortable, it is too desolate after all. It is not interesting to be trapped in such a hopeless place for a lifetime.
Su Jing was able to understand what they were thinking. After thinking about it, he nodded slightly, and suddenly there was a strange clicking sound...it turned out to be a Crow Guard who saw him nodding in agreement, and he was so excited that he bit the stone between his teeth with one bite.
Anyway, the stone was broken, so the Crow Guard simply knelt down with his fists clasped, and said loudly: "Once I thank the lord for saving our clan, and then thank the lord for taking us in, Wu Shang Jiu'an dares not to die as a result!"
One person broke the rules and spoke, and the others followed suit and spit out stones. Ninety-eight people spoke at the same time, and in a blink of an eye, the quiet desert was filled with noise.
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