Dragon Vein Martial God

Another day passed after Jiang Ting left the valley. After nearly 30 people came out one after another, Han Youqing and several others returned to the outside world from the exit.

Just as they came out, they saw the exit tremble a little... A lot of fluorescence dispersed, and the stone pillar quietly retracted toward the ground.

"Well?" Qingfeng Taoist and others looked at the exit at the same time, and their eyes were a little surprised.

The only difference is that the face of the old man in the black feather Pavilion is a little overcast, and the corners of his mouth show three points of ridicule... Nie Miao, who is led by dalishengzong, looks as usual.

After a while, the stone pillar completely retracted to the ground, and the exit... The exit seemed to have never appeared.

Jiang Ting, for the first time, deviated: "the exit disappeared? Doesn't that mean it will last three days? "

"This..."

After a moment's hesitation, fan Bowen said with uncertainty: "generally speaking, the export will last for three days, unless... Unless there is no one in the medicine picking Valley, and only if all of them leave, the export will disappear by itself."

No one?

After blinking, Jiang Ting began to scan around... There were not many people here.

Six sects add up to more than 60.

Three hundred people went in and sixty people came out... Almost 80% of them died!

It's a near death.

Heiyuge has the largest number of survivors, with nearly 20 people coming back.

Qiushui Pavilion is the most miserable... There are only five people, well, only Hualing and the others who followed her in the inner layer before.

Except for Heiyu Pavilion and Qiushui Pavilion, zishuangmen and other four sects were almost the same, and only about seven to ten people came back.

Besides Qi Hong who died in the hands of Jiang Ting, Hong Shengxin of Juque gate also died... Because Jiang Ting didn't see Hong Shengxin come out.

Among the living disciples of Juque gate, there is no Hong Shengxin at all. Before Qiushui Pavilion suddenly attacked and killed Hong Shengxin, it is clear that Hong Shengxin has escaped, and he does not know who killed him.

What's more, Dixin didn't come out... I don't know whether Dixin, who once played with Jiangting, had died in caiyao Valley, or whether Dixin was actually disguised by the people of Heiyu Pavilion.

Cao Han of black feather Pavilion suddenly gloated: "how many small fish and shrimps have you survived in Qiushui pavilion?"

"Kaka..." Hualing immediately got up, clenched her fists, and her anger overflowed... However, she didn't say anything, but soon bowed her head.

What is the state of Cao Han? What is the state of Hualing?

If it wasn't for Hualing's mother, Hualing would still be here. With Hualing's just action, no one would say anything even if she was slapped to death by Cao Han.

Nie Miao of darishengzong suddenly opened his mouth and said, "count the harvest first."

The rest of the people didn't mention what they thought and didn't object.

Purple frost gate area.

Jiang Ting, fan Bowen and others got up one after another and lined up to take down all the storage bags.

Sikou, as the leader of the outer door competition, was naturally the first to hand in.

The handover here is not the end of taking out the spirit grass.

Just like Sikou, after he got close to Taoist Qingfeng, he respectfully took down all the storage bags and opened them for Taoist Qingfeng to check.

After checking, Taoist Qingfeng will take out a magic weapon to test... To test whether Sikou has hidden other storage bags or what storage treasures.

The efficiency of inspection is not slow.

Jiang Ting was at the end of the line, but it was his turn in less than 30 minutes.

Taoist Qingfeng rarely shows a smile... Obviously, he remembers Jiang Ting, a registered disciple, and Jiang Ting's trip to the medicinal Valley made him more satisfied.

Jiang Ting first saluted, and then took out a lot of spirit grass.

Then open all the storage bags.

Taoist Qingfeng sank his mind into the many open storage bags... The things in them were complicated, including magic weapons, seal characters, pills... In a word, there were many things, which were obviously spoils of war.

As for lingcao, there are some lingcao in the storage bag, but they are not worth money, and they don't need to be handed in.

After the inspection, Taoist Qingfeng was not satisfied. Instead, he frowned slightly and looked to the ground... There, there was a pile of lingcao brought by Jiangting.

Spirit grass is not very few, but also not much.

Blood heart lotus and other five kinds of spirit grass... None of them!

With Jiang Ting's strength, even none of them?

After a long time, Qingfeng road talent back line of sight: "back a little."

"Well." Jiang Ting left the storage bag in place, while he stepped back three steps.

Taoist Qingfeng took out a bead, which flew to the top of Jiangting's head, blooming a little brilliance... It was a magic weapon to detect the storage space.

Bathed in Guanghua, the tranquil mood of Jiangting has some light waves.

There are not only many spiritual grasses, such as xuexinlian, on the contrary, there are also many... But he wants to use those spiritual grasses himself.

He transferred many spirit grasses to the necklace... Leaving aside the five spirit grasses such as xuexinlian, the number of other spirit grasses Hidden was three or four times that he handed in.

I don't know. Can you hide from Taoist Qingfeng?

After about three breaths.

"There are three thousand four hundred and fifty-three spiritual grasses here. Give the keepsake to the emperor." Qingfeng Taoist took back the beads, and his eyes were puzzled. He didn't say anything.

Obviously, he didn't notice the problem, but he wanted the keepsake... Naturally, he assigned the contribution point to Jiang ting.

The action of adding contribution points is also very fast. He just waves his hand and ends it... Whether the contribution points have been obtained or not, Jiang Ting will not find them until he returns to zongmen.

Qingfeng Taoist ignored so much and waved his hand slightly to indicate Jiangting to leave.

Jiang Ting takes out all the storage bags, then... Salutes slightly, and calmly returns to the previous area.

Not found out. Good!

Taoist Qingfeng began to check other people again.

Sitting in the same place, Jiang Ting's face remains unchanged... Many spirit grasses have been successfully obtained. As long as he returns to the zishuangmen Mountain Gate, he can start to sell the spirit grasses he doesn't need and other spoils in exchange for what he needs.

It is not far away to break through the foundation.

Soon, fan Bowen also handed in lingcao and returned to Jiangting.

What's more, he said: "younger martial brother, although you have gained a lot, how can you feel that it's not enough compared with your booty?"

Obviously, in other people's estimation, there are so many storage bags hanging on Jiang Ting's body, so the spiritual grasses handed over to him are not worth mentioning. At least, there should be no shortage of five spiritual grasses such as xuexinlian.

As a result, none of them were found. If the Taoist Qingfeng had not checked and confirmed that there was no problem, no one else would think that Jiangting had something private.

Although, he does have a secret.

Jiang Ting was not willing to answer, but... He felt that Taoist Qingfeng was listening.

Without any trace, he shook his head immediately: "I'm not lucky. I can't find the blood lotus and other spirit grass. If not, there are many people who died in my hands, but they are all the people I dealt with in the early stage."