His eyes became sharp, and the energy and blood in Zong Shou's body gradually gathered and surged. Just as he was about to draw his sword, he saw Gong Xinran's figure suddenly blocking him. Soul power surged, one hand stretched forward, and at the same time he snorted coldly: "Back away!"
The five fingers of the jade hand suddenly opened. A small earth-yellow psychic talisman array suddenly appeared out of thin air. A strong repulsive force immediately forced the winged rat back and flew backwards.
The next moment, he was killed with a clean sword strike by a martial artist who took action in time.
"It's so dangerous! I was just talking and almost forgot that this is the Blood Valley."
Seeing the winged rat being chopped into pieces. Gong Xinran patted his chest with lingering fear, and then looked at Gao Yi worriedly: "Brother Yi, are you a little tired? If not, then go back first, or take a short rest. Although my ancestor There are some relics around you, but there is no need to risk your life."
Gao Yi in front gave a wry smile and turned around with apologetic eyes: "It's okay, I was just negligent for a moment. I can still cope with some third-level beasts. That winged rat just now is too cunning. I was a little careless -"
Zong Shou's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked up and down at Gao Yi with a slightly gloomy look, with a slightly cruel look in his eyes.
Was what happened just now really just an oversight? His experience as a peak martial artist in his previous life allowed him to never give up control of the surrounding situation even when he was speaking. That winged rat rushed over at a very good time. The nearby secret martial arts masters were not unable to stop him.
Half a day ago, I had already felt that there was something wrong with the way Gao Yi and the others looked at him. At that time, I thought it was an illusion and I was just following the same journey. And Qiantian Mountain and Longling City are too far apart, so there is no conflict of interest between them. Therefore, he always thought that it was his illusion.
It wasn't really certain until this moment. This Gao Yi really has murderous intentions for him! I just don’t know what the reason is—
There was no grudge between the two, and it would not make sense to say that they were jealous because of Gong Xin. His senior sister obviously only regarded him as a younger brother. With this person's life experience and character, there is no reason why he should care about a useless person like him who has accomplished nothing.
Could it be that it's for the relics of Gong Xinran's ancestor? It's just that Gao Yi is the young master of the Gao family in Longling City. What rare treasures can't he get in his family? For a Sun Traveling Realm spiritual master, no matter how precious the relics around him are, they are still 3,000 years old. Is it necessary to seal his mouth before getting those relics
The doubts in my heart became more intense, and I couldn't figure out why. Zong Shou did not dare to be careless at all. One thing may not lead to another. After thinking for a moment, he took out some concoction and applied it on himself calmly.
Then he took out a few silver needles as thin as hairs and painted with runes, and quietly inserted them behind his ears and on the side of his eyebrows.
Immediately, only hearing and vision increased sharply again. The previous field of vision could only see about five hundred feet in front of him. At this moment, everything within a thousand feet is visible.
The volume heard in his ears also increased nearly ten times, just like the situation when he opened up the Soul Sea that day. Every move of all nearby spirit beasts, and even the slightest movement of wind and grass, are all heard.
The purpose is to control the surrounding movements and avoid being plotted. But when Zong Shou had just blocked out some useless sounds. I heard a few thin threads of discussion coming from the people in front.
"What a pity... Young Master, this person... please don't mess up something big!"
"Asshole!... Don't make your own decisions! This person's identity... died in our hands, it's inappropriate... It cannot be separated..."
"... The little girl likes it, forget it! Don't worry about it... The Crown Prince of Qian Tianshan... The dying person is just a useless person. What can I do if I know about it?"
"But that thing... is very important... the fewer people know about it..."
"This is a simple matter... Let's talk about it when we go out... Someone has already been waiting outside to help... Even that person is here..."
The sounds are all fuzzy and cannot be heard clearly. Even with the addition of lip reading recognition, it is incomplete. Only the ferocious glints that flashed in the eyes of the secret martial artists from time to time made Zong Shou's heart sink again.
When he wanted to listen carefully again, those people had all stopped talking. Gao Yi's face was still full of gentle smile, and there was no abnormality at all.
A strong murderous intention arose in his chest, and it took a moment before he suppressed it.
However, Su Chuxue had the intuition of a beast. She subconsciously leaned towards Zong Shou and pressed the sword with one hand, her expression even more alert.
The spirit beasts on the Demonic Corpse Mountain are even rarer, but their strength is even more powerful, and they are all close to the peak level of the third level. Even the cold underworld tiger was quite difficult to deal with. If we delay for too long and attract a herd of beasts, it will be more difficult to escape.
Fortunately, it was not a beast tide period at this time, so the group was cautious. Try to go to remote places and take detours to the mountains. I was very lucky and only encountered four or five in total. He was so powerful that he never encountered any danger again.
After walking about two thousand feet, a group of people were walking around on the mountainside, looking for it.
Zong Shou was worried about Gong Xinran and wanted to act stupid, but pretended he didn't notice. It would be best to wait until night, when the beasts are violent on the mountain, and let these people give up and go down the mountain temporarily.
Until they saw Gao Yi and others, they all looked impatient. Even Gong Xinran gradually frowned and hesitated to speak. Zong Shou knew that he couldn't delay it any longer.
Sighing secretly, Zong Shou looked around. After a moment, his face flashed with joy and he strode aside.
Not far away, at the foot of a huge rock, there was a clump of reddish-brown spiritual grass. About half a person's height, with green leaves.
The spiritual herbs in Corpse Demon Mountain are all slightly poisonous. Zong Shou walked closer, took out a leather glove, and carefully pulled out a plant. First, a trace of true energy was poured into it, and then a drop of blood was dripped on it.
When this drop of blood is absorbed, traces of red veins appear on the leaves. After just a little recognition, he knew that this grass was exactly the same as the Pulse Spirit Grass in his memory.
Zong Shou identified hundreds of grasses here and picked out about fifty. This amount is more than enough for him to refine medicine. What's amazing is that the ends of these veins of spiritual grass are actually the size of dozens of rice grains, like wheat ears-shaped flowers.
The vein spirit grass only bears fruit once every hundred years, and the bundle of vein spirit grass in his hand is obviously more than three hundred years old, so it grows extremely strong.
"Sure enough, it is something that no one cares about. If it were changed ten thousand years later, even ten-year-old Pulse Spirit Grass would be rare."
This kind of spiritual grass has very few uses, but it cannot withstand people picking it up. Ten thousand years later, wild vein spirit grass has become extremely rare.
And if these things in his hands are left to future generations, he can at least amass a net worth of tens of millions.
Satisfied, Zong Shou put them one by one into the gauze belt around his waist. Then I saw Gong Xinran, who had arrived beside him at some point, and looked over with a bright smile: "You have collected this vein spirit grass, junior brother, you should be satisfied?"
Then he flipped his hands and handed out six talismans and said: "This is the spiritual hidden talisman that senior sister asked for from the teacher before. Each one can be used for two hours and can hide the traces. Junior brother has you as a maid." With help, we should be able to return unharmed.”
Zong Shou shook his head and glanced sideways at Gao Yi. Although the previous thoughts were just speculations, they were also suspected of judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. After all, although Gao Yi harbored murderous intent towards him, he took good care of Gong Xinran from the beginning to the end. It's just that deep down in my heart, I'm still a little worried.
After pondering for a moment, Zong Shou then tried again with a smile: "How about, junior brother, go up with you? Or I can ask Xue'er to go up with you. Anyway, with this spiritual hidden talisman, I can go out on my own -"
"Little Lord!"
Before she finished speaking, Chu Xue raised her eyebrows and exhaled urgently. Gong Xinran even hit him on the head with her fingers: "Nonsense! No matter how good this spiritual hidden talisman is, we are still afraid of accidents. No one is following, how can I rest assured?"
Zong Shou smiled bitterly to himself, knowing that his proposal would definitely not work. Even if he said clearly that he was already in the realm of a martial artist and possessed a spiritual sense of swordsmanship, it would not help.
Not only could he not pass the test between Gong Xinran and Chu Xue, Gao Yi's expression was becoming increasingly cold and dangerous at this moment.
Without much hesitation, Zong Shou stepped back and took out the next best thing. He took out a bunch of spiritual talismans that he had snatched from Qi Xiao. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, he took them all out and stuffed them all into Gong Xinran's hands: "Senior Sister. Just bring these talismans, they are of no use to me anyway. The mountains are dangerous, senior sister might be able to use them—"
Gong Xinran was a little hesitant, but when he saw the serious look in the eyes of the young man in front of him. I also thought of the other party's identity as the Crown Prince of Tianshan Mountain, and he probably didn't lack any spiritual talismans. Then he smiled sweetly and put the talisman in his hand into his arms.
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