Dragon Vein Martial God

While refining the jade pendant, Jiang Ting spoke slowly to fan Bowen.

Fan Bowen is a little strange: "younger martial brother, do you think that the six forces of one clan, two schools and three pavilions are a family that love each other?"

Jiang Ting blinked his eyes and laughed: "it's still elder martial brother fan's quick thinking. Younger martial brother didn't think of it for a while."

Of course, he didn't know, he just pretended to be stupid.

In the near future, the participants were limited to six forces of one sect, two sects and three pavilions.

As long as you are not stupid, you can easily find that... When you enter the valley, there must be a fight between different forces, and it is related to interests!

In his mood, Jiang Ting inadvertently said: "is there any ranking in the medicine picking Valley?"

Fan Bowen nodded: "there is indeed a ranking."

Jiang Ting's eyes suddenly narrowed... If there are rankings, there will be extra rewards.

Then, I'm afraid that the intensity of the fighting in the valley is still above his thoughts.

Don't forget that in the jade slips just given by Taoist Qingfeng, there are many illustrations of lingcao. According to Taoist Qingfeng's division, all the lingcao recorded in the illustrations must be handed in.

The spirit grass will be turned into contribution.

He has a feeling... The so-called ranking, in nine cases out of ten, more than ten contribution points can be exchanged for jiaolingcao ranking.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting's mood became dignified: "take the contribution points exchanged by lingcao as the ranking?"

"Not bad." Fan Bowen rarely shows three points of depression.

Jiang Ting looked around at the cheerful fellow students and breathed out a little... He already understood why he said that he was dying.

There may be a lot of spirit grass in the valley. However, it can't be everywhere. If you want to get spirit grass, you always have to look for it.

However, there is a more convenient way to go out and look for lingcao in the medicine collecting valley.

Killing people and looting treasures... If you kill other people in the medicine collecting Valley, won't the booty be much faster than collecting it slowly alone?

Without waiting for Jiang ting to reply, fan Bowen said with a smile, "younger martial brother, we are all disciples of zishuang sect. We are not as good as our peers when we enter the medicine picking Valley this time. How about that?"

Jiang Ting's eyes are full of some accidents: "peers?"

Peer... Seems safe, but how to distribute the profits?

Of course, Jiang Ting did not refuse, but readily agreed: "well, this jade pendant can find the whereabouts of the same family."

"My younger martial brother is with me. This trip to the medicine collecting Valley has swept all over the world. No one dares to provoke us." Fan Bowen became complacent.

Jiang Ting laughs, ready to be modest.

Words to the mouth, Meiyu suddenly a pick: "elder martial brother, your words but some break evil younger martial brother."

Fan Bowen whispered: "younger martial brother, elder martial brother, I also have some information channels. In the scorching sun and desert, younger martial brother's strength was invincible. Now his cultivation is further. Why should he be so modest? Don't he treat elder martial brother as his own person?"

"Fluke, fluke." Jiang Ting was laughing.

Eyes but no trace of a squint... The sun desert, he now, most do not want to hear is, the sun desert these four words!

After returning from the desert before, he never told anyone about the burning sun desert, and Lvzhu might have said it... However, at that time, when Lvzhu made a contact, Xia Houping hit him hard, and he lost face greatly. According to reason, Lvzhu could not have said it.

Even if it's said, it's not what ordinary people can know.

Don't you see that so many people here think that Jiangting is just an ordinary ninth floor of gas refining?

How did fan Bowen know that?

What's behind you?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting suddenly finds out that... He seems to have never inquired about fan Bowen's background before, but through observation, he knows that fan Bowen likes to make friends and is a disciple of Danfeng.

Specifically, he did not understand. After all, he had never been to Danfeng.

Do you want to find a way to find out who is behind fan Bowen?

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ting shakes his head again without any trace... His friendship with fan Bowen is not bad. There is no need to spy too much. He deliberately went to camp to inquire, but he fell behind.

Green bamboo suddenly said: "I don't know how long it will take to start."

Jiang Ting is very keen to find that green bamboo seems to be slightly sulky... I don't know if I don't want fan Bowen to keep pestering about the hot sun desert, or is it because Jiang Ting only talks with fan Bowen?

However, it's just right to help me to get out of the way.

Jiang Ting suddenly showed a smile: "it should be fast."

When fan Bowen heard the speech, he also digged off the topic.

The conversation between the three became relaxed and pleasant.

Soon, about half an hour passed.

The time set by Taoist Qingfeng is just over.

Then he took out a flying boat: "all aboard."

The flying boat of palm size rises against the wind, and instantly turns into a big Mac of nearly 20 feet. It's not an ordinary small boat. It's a glorious boat, full of three layers!

As soon as the figure of Taoist Qingfeng flashed, he appeared on the deck of the flying boat and stood with his hands down.

This person and others glanced at each other and moved their mana to their feet one after another. After only three breath, all of them got into the boat.

"It's a long way to go. Each of us should find a place to have a good rest. Don't let us lose our face in the medicine picking valley." Voice down, Qingfeng Taoist sitting in the bow.

The flying boat trembled slightly and rose up in an instant. The speed was extremely fast. There were only shadows on the mountains on the ground.

It takes more than ten days for Jiang ting to leave the mountains alone, but the boat has already left the mountains in less than ten minutes. The speed is very different.

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In a flash, January passed.

It took Taoist Qingfeng a month to drive the boat, crossing countless mountains and rivers, and finally stopped at one place.

According to Jiang Ting's estimation, it is not impossible for them to cross hundreds of thousands or even millions of miles this month.

The place where the boat landed was not a mountain range or a plain.

It's an uneven place full of stones.

They are not the first to arrive.

When the boat fell, Jiang Ting saw that two groups of people had gathered here, but he didn't know any of them.

A group of people, like the outer disciples of zishuang sect, were also dressed in green clothes. However, unlike the pure green clothes of zishuang sect, the left chest of that group was embroidered with a round of scorching sun.

The number of people... Is the same as the purple frost gate.

For the other group, their clothes look a little out of place, because they have yellow patterns, some of which are similar to tiger skin.

The two groups should be the same as zishuangmen. They belong to the same clan, two gates and three pavilions. Jiang Ting has never been in touch with them and can't see which force they are.

Although observing other people, Jiang ting and other disciples of zishuang sect calmly found a place to sit or stand.

"I didn't expect that Qingfeng Daoyou led the team this time. Count the time, we haven't seen each other for nearly 200 years." In the crowd embroidered with the sun, one of them burst out laughing.