I Am Calabash Fairy

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One hundred thousand mountains.

Fulong Mountains.

Not long after the terrifying hurricane has just passed, there are also careful storms from time to time, and the east side of Fulong Mountain, which is close to the sea, is even more messy.

But amid the whistling wind, a teenage monk surrounded by a blue shield, cautiously avoiding the whirlwind that blew from time to time, and cautiously searching in the mountains.

"The pill for cultivation is not enough. Now, with my fifth-level qi training level, although it is still the best among the young generation in the tribe, it is still far from the requirement to enter the sect."

Young Zong Qing thought in his heart, picking up a light blue stone from the gravel on the ground.

"Second-order water cloud stone, good baby!"

The young Zong Qing checked, revealing a hint of joy.

This spiritual material is not treasured, but it has a wide range of uses. Many tribes use this spiritual material to arrange spiritual gathering formations. The demand is very large and the price is very reasonable. This size of water stone can be exchanged for two. A pill can be worth more than half a month of hard cultivation.

Not long after he came out, Zong Qing was overjoyed because of this gain.

But for the next two more hours, Zong Qing ran for dozens of kilometers without any other gains.

"Is that bad luck today?"

Zong Qing thought in his heart and continued searching.

It didn't take long before Zong Qing came to a stone with dim light.

This stone was obviously not something in the mountain range, and a faint spiritual energy escaped from it, but Zong Qing thought about it for a while, but there was no message of this spiritual material.

"Is this what baby is this?"

Zong Qing thought for a while, and put the treasure in the storage bag.

But after trying it, I found it couldn't be closed.

"Is it a strange treasure?"

Zong Qing’s eyes were bright, and the treasures that could not be put in the storage bag, but they were rare. Although Zong Qing had not encountered it, he had heard of such rumors. Thinking of this, Zong Qing gritted his teeth. With a wave of his arm, he picked up the stone.

Only when it was wrapped up, Zong Qing almost staggered and fell.

This stone is not heavy.

"It must be a baby."

Zong Qing thought from the bottom of his heart, holding the stone and walking towards the tribe.

After walking for more than four hours, among the endless mountains, Zong Qing finally returned to the cottage.

The barbarian cottages were originally extremely rough, but after so many years, there were more and more immortal cultivators in each cottage, and gradually changed. Roughness is not the mainstream, but has become a little exquisite. For example, many places in this cottage have simple formations to gather spiritual energy and cultivate elixir.

Zong Qing returned to the cottage, put the stones in his house, and tried various methods.

The flame burned and the magical weapon hit, neither could destroy the stone.

"When the clan elder comes back, I will ask what kind of treasure this is."

Zong Qingxin thought about it, closed the door and left.

After half a stick of incense, Zong Qing came to the center of the tribe.

Here is a clinking piece of yuzhu. This yuzhu is only a first-order wooden bamboo. It is difficult to make any magical artifacts or treasures, but the biggest role of this yuzhu is to gather aura. The aura near this wooden bamboo is better than a cottage. Other places are more than 30% higher, and that's why.

"Zong Qing, how did you get today?"

As soon as Zong Qing arrived here, a slightly visible figure next to him asked.

"It's a bit of gain, and I don't know what it is. I'm about to show it to the clan elder when he comes back." Zong Qing said indifferently. The person who just spoke was named Zong Yuan. His cultivation is the sixth level of Qi training. He ranks first among the tribes, and Zong Qing is the second. The two people usually fight against each other, and they will run a few words between words. .

When Zong Yuan heard this, he curled his lips and said:

"Zong Qing, it’s not that I said you. Your talent is not under me. Don’t be whimsical on weekdays. If you have time to practice more exercises, the key is to enter the sect as soon as possible. The three sects are difficult to enter, but the next one is always Is it possible."

Zong Qing was silent.

Zong Qing's talent is really good, and the spiritual root potential of civil attributes has more than 70 points, which is extremely good.

But Zong Qing's parents hunted monsters in the mountains five years ago, and unfortunately died. Without the help of his parents, Zong Qing cultivated by himself, even if he was taken care of by the clan elders, it was no better than when his parents were there.

But Zong's principle is not the case. Although his parents only practiced the seventh level of Qi, they accumulated spiritual stones and purchased pills for Zongyuan to practice. This is the gap.

Zong Qing didn't say a word, and Zong Yuan felt that it was meaningless.

After a pause, Zong Yuan took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Zong Qing: "There is also a Qi Refining Pill in it. You should practice more and strive to enter the late stage of Qi training as soon as possible. Then you and I will enter the Zongmen together. Only when the clan gets old can the stockade be preserved."

Zong Qing was startled and did not answer.

Zong principle is to put the medicine pill into Zong Qing's arms, sit aside, and start practicing.

Zong Qing glanced at Zong Yuan, then sat down and meditated.

Two hours later, a flying magic weapon fell from the sky and came to the tribe.

This person is very old and his hair is a bit gray.

"Old Clan!"

"Clan elder."

Among the tribe, many people came out after seeing this situation.

Clan Old Zong nodded forever, and after greeting everyone, he called the three people with the highest cultivation level in the clan to come over.

Inside the house.

After the clan Lao Zongyong opened the guard formation, he took out a statue from his arms. This statue was a figure, standing with his legs open, his hands on his chest, one finger for the sky and one finger for the floor.

Seeing this statue, the three of them instantly turned red.

"Clan elder, is this the heritage of my barbarians?"

A man asked.

One hundred thousand mountains, the number is more than one hundred thousand, endless, endless, among these hundred thousand mountains, apart from nearly a hundred sects, they are the barbarians. After the rise of immortal cultivators, the barbarians happened with them. War.

Later the barbarians were almost extinct.

But now, whether it is a barbarian or a cultivator, they are actually of human blood, and there is no difference.

The difference between the barbarian and the immortal cultivator is that the barbarian specializes in cultivating the flesh, and the flesh is terrifying, while the monk has many spells, strange secrets, and immense magical powers, and can finally win.

Zong Yong nodded and said:

"I was lucky when I went out on this trip. What I got is that this inheritance is a treasure of the ancient techniques of the barbarians. This technique and the method of cultivating immortals can be used in common. In the past few days, everyone in the clan has studied the inheritance statue in turn. Can you comprehend the exercises from it."

"Okay, now the cottage is about to rise."

The three of them all showed joy.

Zong Yong didn't say much. Putting the statue in the center meant that three people were sitting around the statue and realizing it.

But when night fell, the three of them still had no sense, and had to leave.

At this time, Zong Qing held the dim stone and stood in front of the clan elder's stone house.

"Qing'er, come in for something."

The clan elder soul transmitted voice, and said.

Zong Qing opened the door, walked into the stone house, and put the stones in the house.

"Clan elder, I collected this thing after the hurricane. I don't know what treasure it is. Please clan elder to help me look at it." Zong Qing respectfully saluted.

Clan Old Zong Yong nodded, and stood around the stones to look around.

However, after using several methods, there is no clue.

"Qing'er, don't worry about this thing, since it's here, just give it a try." Zong Yong waved his hand, took the statue out, and placed it on the stone in front of Zong Qing.

"What is this?"

Zong Qing asked curiously.

"Don't ask too much, stay calm, gather your spiritual knowledge, stare at this statue, and see if you can see anything from this statue." Zong Yong said in a deep voice.

Zong Qing nodded and did so.

Nothing happened at the beginning. Zong Qing looked at the statue for a long time and said nothing.

But slowly, there was a long-lasting breath on the statue, and under this breath, the statue was emitting a gloomy light, illuminating the entire stone house.

Zong Qing was completely dull.

Seeing this, Zong Yong opened the formation around the stone house and waited quietly.

The aura above the statue became more and more intense, and at this time, Zong Yong also discovered an abnormality. The stones below the statue also exudes a faint five-color light.

"this is?"

Zong Yong frowned.

Time slowly passed.

Until a certain one, the stone with five colors of light slowly cracked, and a voice came out: "Good technique, I can't think of such a harvest."

Hearing this, Zong Yong's expression changed drastically.

But the next moment, the stone was cracked, and the figure of a young monk emerged from the stone, holding the statue in his hand.

"You...return the treasure to me."

Zong Yong instantly showed anger.

In this stone, there is a monk hidden, and the inheritance that he has worked so hard has been taken away by this person, how can this be.

Angrily and depraved, Zong Yong sacrificed a long cyan sword and killed it instantly.

This person is naturally Hong Ming.

The secret technique of the Five Elements Conferment is one of the most difficult secret techniques in the small Five Elements True Secret Art. Hong Ming has been practicing in the sea for six years, and he can perform this secret technique after he has understood countless runes. .

After casting this secret technique, the spirit power of the five elements gushes out, forming a layer of light cocoon, and the defense power will be extremely terrifying.

Even a Tier 5 monster wants to break through, it is very difficult.

The price of this secret technique is that Hong Ming will fall into a deep sleep, and he will not be able to get out.

And Hong Ming was already awake when he was carried by Zong Qing up the mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It’s just that it will take some time to recover his strength. Hong Ming is not in a hurry, until this statue appears, Hong Ming came out of the cocoon. .

The cyan long sword is a high-grade magic weapon, extremely extraordinary.

This sword strikes at an extremely fast speed, and the cyan wind blade on the long sword is also extremely sharp, which is not something that ordinary cultivating monks can resist.

But when Hong Ming saw it, he stretched out his hand, and the five-colored lights flashed in his hand, and he grabbed the long knife.

After that, Hong Ming picked up the long knife and looked at it carefully.

"You, return the treasure to me."

Zong Yong's expression changed drastically, but he still said so.

This heritage treasure is very important, even if it is to perform secret techniques and die with this person, Zong Yong will not hesitate.

Hong Ming nodded when he heard the words, throwing his hand, the long knife and the statue floated towards Zong Yong, and after receiving the two treasures, the latter showed ecstasy on his face, which was a little unbelievable.