Lu Ping was already scolding his mother at this time. Zhang Weiqing knew that he was going to lose, and he wanted to force out all of Lu Ping's family fortune. Lu Ping had been thinking about how to hide some of the spirit herbs and elixirs this time in private for himself. Alchemy and cultivation are used, but now they put all their gains in the open, even if they want to use some methods, they can't do it.
Fortunately, this kind of fighting treasure is only limited to the resources related to improving one's cultivation base. If the harvest of magical weapons and spirit stones is also counted, Lu Ping will not cry to death.
At this time, Zhang Weiqing was forced to stand on the edge of the cliff. It was his suggestion that all the gains that the Xuanling faction could have hidden would be exposed, and in the end they still lost to the true spirit faction. About to be taken away by the True Spirit Sect, Zhang Weiqing could already feel Feng Xudao's murderous eyes lingering on his neck from behind.
At this moment, Zhang Weiqing was like a gambler who lost his eyes, with a ferocious expression on his face. Suddenly, he carefully took out a jade box in his arms that was sealed with a magic seal on the surface, and the eyes of more than thirty real people suddenly lit up. Those who know the goods, naturally know that the Feng Ling Talisman was written by Daoist Duan Dan, so the things in the box are naturally expected.
Zhang Weiqing's blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent. He looked at Lu Ping on the opposite side and said, "This is the last treasure of my Xuanling Sect, and it is also my biggest harvest from Feiling Island. If you can win this thing, then There's nothing like it."
After finishing speaking, he uncovered the spirit-sealing talisman on the box and opened the box. The real people present suddenly exclaimed. Feng Xudao hurried forward a few steps, looked at the things in the box, and his expression finally changed.
"This is… "
"Heaven and earth spirits!"
"Xuan-rank low-grade, fallen fine gold!"
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The gossip of the real people made many ignorant hemolysis monks surprised at first, surprised by the gaffe of these real people; then they were shocked, shocked by the preciousness of the heaven and earth spirits.
Fallen fine gold, metallic heaven and earth spirits, although they are the lowest-ranked low-grade of heaven and earth spirits, but every kind of heaven and earth spirits are rare treasures of heaven and earth, which means that a forging alchemy real person can advance from the initial stage In the middle stage, or from the middle stage to the later stage, it is something that every real person must have. The life and death battles that the real person in the alchemy stage will fight for the spiritual things of heaven and earth can be found everywhere in the cultivation world.
This was Zhang Weiqing's last resort, and also his biggest reliance to turn defeat into victory!
At this moment, Feng Xudao finally stroked his beard in satisfaction. All the Daoists he sent also believed that the True Spirit Sect would undoubtedly be defeated, and the confidence of Liu Zhenren and Guo Zhenren began to waver. , Zhu Bao abdicates!
The only ones who remained calm were eleven monks including Lu Ping and Wei Ziheng.
The real people present immediately discovered this situation, and the commotion on the field suddenly fell silent, but the real people's discussions in private were endless.
"These boys are so calm, is there any follow-up method?"
"Impossible, I think these boys from the True Spirit Sect should be precious spirits who don't know the world."
"It's hard to say, maybe they also have a spiritual object in their hands."
"Spiritual objects in heaven and earth are so rare. It is a blessing for the monks of the Xuanling sect to get one. If the true spirit sect gets another one, the next time the true spirit island is opened, there may be some alchemy cultivators who will abandon their cultivation to find the heaven and the earth. It's a ghost."
"Or is it the elixir used by the ancestors of the Faxiang period?"
"It's even more impossible, even your own tone of voice is so weak. There are only a few kinds of elixirs that the ancestor Faxiangqi has, and each of them is indeed not inferior to the spirits of heaven and earth. But don't forget, back then Feiling Island was a Let dozens of ancestors plow it again, how can there be any leftovers of these things."
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All the real people expressed their opinions, and real person Guo Xuanshan was already impatient with the wait, and said loudly: "Boys, what else is there to do, use it as soon as possible, otherwise you will lose half of the things on the ground to others."
Wei Ziheng and the others all turned their attention to Lu Ping, and the more than thirty real people couldn't help but look forward to whether this junior who had repeatedly made big shots in the battle of treasures could surprise everyone again.
At this moment, Lu Ping was planning something in his heart, with a contemplative look on his face, but in the eyes of others, Lu Ping seemed to be hesitating.
His expression fell into the eyes of the real people present, and he naturally thought that Lu Ping did not have any treasures comparable to the fallen fine gold. The real person Guo Xuanshan's face changed first, and the real person Liu Xuanling also looked dignified.
No one thought that this trip to Feiling Island would bring such a great harvest to the disciples, even a Daoist alchemist would find it hard to choose. At this time, no matter who loses, half of the resources taken away are spirit stones worth hundreds of thousands. Even for big factions like Zhenling and Xuanling, it is like cutting flesh.
At this time, Feng Xudao suddenly said: "Boy, it is normal if you can't get a treasure of comparable value. After all, the spiritual objects of the world are all virtuous ones, and it is not shameful to lose. It's just two factions fighting treasures, but you Is it because I haven't taken out the spirit grass from Feiling Island up to now, is it because I want to play tricks?"
This is Feng Xudao's nonsense. Just now, the Xuanling faction was suppressed everywhere by the True Spirit faction. Without Lu Ping's action, the True Spirit faction was far ahead in the collection of spirit grass. At that time, all the real people did not see anyone named General Lu Ping. Take out the spirit grass.
Now Feng Xudao thinks that he has the chance to win, but he starts to count the spiritual herbs in Lu Ping's hands.
Master Guo Xuanshan snorted angrily, and said, "Old Dog Feng, you are so shameless!"
Feng Xudao sneered and said: "This real person is telling the truth, but what is wrong, do you want to advise?"
Master Guo Xuanshan snorted coldly, turned his face away and stopped talking.
At this moment, a young voice suddenly said: "What Feng Zhenren said is also reasonable. According to what the real person said, if my True Spirit Sect wins, my True Spirit Sect will also take half of this fallen fine gold, yes Neither?"
The person who spoke was Lu Ping, and Feng Xudao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this kid really has treasures comparable to fallen fine gold? Then what he said just now would be shooting himself in the foot. It's good to backtrack in front of everyone, not to mention that he doesn't believe that Lu Ping can really produce treasures comparable to the heaven and earth spirits.
Therefore, Feng Xudao looked at Lu Ping with disdain, and said, "Of course!"
What he said was categorical, and Daoist Duan Dan's decisive style was undoubtedly revealed, and all the disciples under his sect showed admiration on their faces.
Lu Ping let out an "oh" and said, "A real person must always keep his word."
After all, he flipped a storage bag to the ground, nearly 7,000 500-year-old spirit grasses, and 120,000-year-old spirit grasses fell in the middle of the true spirit sect's place of spirit herbs. The people with him on Feiling Island didn't know that Lu Ping had collected so many spiritual herbs, and they looked surprised.
Feng Xudao, Zhang Weiqing and other Mysterious Spirit sect monks had joyful expressions on their faces. Zhang Weiqing and others had already guessed that Lu Ping's harvest would be rich, but they didn't expect it to be so rich.
Lu Ping looked at the spirit grass on the ground and counted it silently before realizing that about half of it was the spoils he had collected. In the 18 days since Feiling Island was opened, twenty-three monks died in his hands. Of the 200 monks on Feiling Island, almost one out of every eight died at the hands of Lu Ping.
Seeing the greedy expressions of Zhang Weiqing and others, Lu Ping turned to Master Liu and Master Guo and said, "You two masters, this disciple got a flame that was about to go out on Feiling Island. I don't know what kind of flame it is because of my shallow knowledge. Spirit fire, I would like to invite two real people to appreciate it."
After all, from the storage bag, he took out a spirit gathering plate obtained in the underground secret room of the Artifact Refining Hall. The bean-sized flame on it was cultivated by Lu Ping's dozens of middle-grade spirit stones in the past half month. After changing the dying situation, the small flame, which had doubled in size, was beating lively and full of life again.
Just when Lu Ping took out the spirit-gathering plate, dozens of divine senses had already been entwined on the flame on the plate, and several real people couldn't help but walked a few steps towards Lu Ping's direction.
Master Guo Xuanshan yelled angrily, and said, "What a boy, you can actually get such a good thing!"
Although Master Guo was talking to Lu Ping, his tone was directed towards several real people who were eager to try, and he came to Lu Ping in a flash, and took the spirit gathering plate in his hand.
Lu Ping knew that once he took out this flame, it might cause a violent reaction from the real people present, so as soon as the real Guo came to his side, he handed the spirit-gathering plate in his hand, otherwise there would be no guarantee that there would be someone A real person with a tendency to be evil killed himself casually and snatched the spirit fire in his hand.
A few real people who were disturbed by the spirit fire shyly retracted their outstretched feet. Master Liu took a step forward, stood with Guo Zhenren, and said: "Xuan-rank middle-grade spirit fire earth core melting flame, fellow Daoist Feng What else can I say?"
At this time, Master Feng Xudao was stupefied by this dramatic turning point. Hearing what Master Liu said, he flicked his sleeves angrily, turned around and flew towards the Xuanling faction. Today's old face can be regarded as a shame. do.
Seeing Feng Xudao leaving on his own, Liu Zhenren didn't hesitate, but turned to another Daoist from the Xuanling Sect and said, "Renren Lin, how do you divide that piece of fallen fine gold?"
Immortal Lin looked at Senior Brother Feng who left in a fit of anger and smiled wryly. He couldn't leave now, otherwise the Xuanling Sect would be dishonest. How would they gain a foothold in Beihai in the future
Master Lin pondered for a while, and said, "Real Master Liu, you should also be aware of the spirits of the heaven and earth. Once divided, let alone the vitality of the spirits will be greatly reduced, and their effectiveness will also be greatly reduced. Can you allow me to find a replacement after returning to the sect?" thing?"
Liu Zhenren knew that it was enough to force the other party to admit defeat in things like heaven and earth spirits. If he insisted on making a fuss about spirits, the Xuanling faction would find an excuse to lie down in anger, so he said: "In this case , I, the True Spirit Sect, don’t care too much about myself, all real people from each faction can serve as witnesses, it can take the expensive faction a month to find a replacement, and after one month, I believe that the position of the Xuanling Sect in Beihai will definitely be able to He did what he said."
Lin Zhenren had no intention of staying here for a long time, after agreeing, he left half of the spirit herbs and spirit pills with Zhang Weiqing and others who were in mourning.