Getting rich suddenly

"call-"

Fu Yu collapsed to the ground.

Who would have thought that Qin Li'an would have such a monster as the dirty baby.

He was careless. Seeing that the other party's cultivation level was not as good as his own, he actually lost the vigilance that a monk should have. Fu Yu secretly blamed himself.

The wound on the back of the neck is very deep, and ordinary recovery pills have limited effect. Without the second-level regeneration pill, it may take a long time to heal.

Taking the storage bag from Qin Li'an's arms, Fu Yugang wanted to burn it all, but he noticed that the boots on Qin Li'an's feet were also an intermediate magic weapon.

He is indeed a descendant of an aristocratic family.

Fu Yu complained in his heart, there really is no harm without comparison.

As soon as the boots were taken off, what a surprise, there was a storage bag inside.

Here Fu Yu was destroying corpses and removing traces, but he didn't know that trouble would soon come to his door.

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Fu Luo Zong.

"Zong, sect master"

Master Fu Luo was a monk in the late stage of Ningdan. He had thick eyebrows and a long beard. It was rumored that he cherished his long beard very much, and his self-titled "Beard" confirmed this rumor.

The bearded Taoist frowned and scolded in displeasure: "How unbecoming is it to be so flustered!"

Seeing the bearded Taoist being angry, the young disciple became even more panicked: "Sect, sect master!"

"boom"

The bearded Taoist waved his long sleeve, and the young disciple was blown away.

"If you can't explain it clearly, don't say it again in the future."

The young disciple was waiting at a close distance. He knew that what the bearded Taoist said was not a joke, so he was so frightened that his tongue became active.

"Sect Master, the soul lanterns of Junior Sister Li and Senior Brother Li An are all broken."

The bearded Taoist's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he struck out with a palm, killing the young disciple on the spot.

A few breaths later, Fuluo Sect disciples heard roars coming from the direction of Soul Lantern Hall.

The disciples were all shocked.

When the disciples who were walking on the road heard the roar, they all found a place to hide nearby.

Listening to this voice, I am afraid that something terrible has happened. If you happen to be seen by the sect leader on the road, you will be unlucky and die on the spot.

The bearded Taoist looked at the broken soul lamp in front of him, and his eyes were about to burst:

"Who is it, who is it?!

I want you to be cut into pieces!!"

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Three storage bags.

Fu Yu first poured out the contents of the nun's storage bag.

There was a crash and things were spread all over the floor.

Most of them are miscellaneous items for women, sachets, jewelry and clothing.

Fu Yu picked and picked out a first-level high-level robe, two intermediate-level robes, and a first-level high-level defensive spiritual hairpin.

He has both a high-grade robe and a high-grade spiritual hairpin, so his net worth is really rich.

Fu Yu then opened another five small boxes, four large ones, and a flash of light suddenly blinded her.

I saw that the boxes were all neatly packed with spiritual stones, and one of the boxes contained even middle-grade spiritual stones.

If you take a medium-grade spiritual stone to the market, you can exchange it for a hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

Fu Yu counted and found that there were 220 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones in this box and two pieces of high-grade spiritual stones. Together with the low-grade spiritual stones in the other four large boxes, the total number was no less than 60,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

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Opening the storage bag in Qin Li'an's arms again, although the items were not as valuable as those in the previous storage bag, there were thousands of low-grade spiritual stones, and the high-grade spiritual sword with the previous inscriptions was also valuable...

Fu Yu opened the third storage bag with a solemn expression. Unexpectedly, there was only a few square meters of space inside, and the floor was filled with low-level magic weapons of all kinds.

There was a large adult-sized vat in the corner. Fu Yu's consciousness moved and the vat was moved out of the storage bag.

He casually picked up a magic weapon on the ground and pried open the lid of the large tank.

When the lid was only opened a crack, a strong fishy smell came out.

"Uh-huh, uh-"

Fu Yu shook his hand and the lid fell down again.

This must be the blood vat Qin Lian used to refine the dirty baby. No wonder he had to hide the storage bag in such a secret place.

Put the large tank back into the storage bag and leave it until you find a suitable place to dispose of it.

I'm afraid the things I have to deal with are more troublesome than I thought before.

She could imagine that Qin Li'an's background was not simple. After all, there was a master Ning Dan in his family, but now it seemed that the background of the female cultivator at the third level of Qi training was probably even worse.

It's not that she regretted killing the two of them. Even if she just gave in, the other party obviously wouldn't be willing to let her leave well.

It would be fine if his skills were not as good as others, but Fu Yu believed that he was no weaker than the two of them. Fu Yu couldn't stand being provoked and attacked one after another, and he didn't want to.

Fu Yu slapped his forehead in pain and sighed.

Although there were not many opportunities in the past, they were nothing more than a small fight. The monks I met were all cherishing their lives, and they would not be willing to fight to the death.

Nowadays, your body is like a troublemaker. If you kill a bird in a tree, someone will fight you.

This kind of arrogance and wantonness, which is different from the low-level casual cultivators, is rarely seen in the circles Fu Yu has been in contact with before.

Compared to low-level casual cultivators who only look at results, sect monks are sometimes more demanding about the process.

Did those two people ever think that the consequence of a moment of happiness would be death on the spot?

Vaguely, Fu Yu felt as if he had realized some great truth.

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Zhen Zining opened his eyes.

Over the past half month, he has benefited a lot, and his cultivation during the foundation building period has become much more stable.

His spiritual consciousness sensed that the formation next door was no longer there, and it seemed that it had been gone for some time.

Zhen Zining closed his eyes.

You have already been mentally prepared for this, right?

After all, fate is not enough and cannot be forced.

He smiled bitterly and stood up.

It's time to go back, Master must be anxious.

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Northern Territory, Qingyun Sect.

"How are you sure that Lu Rui is missing and not going out for training?"

The steward of the Law Enforcement Hall looked at the female disciples in the audience with a serious face.

The female disciple panicked for a moment, but since she was already here, she gave up.

Thinking that what she said was true, the female disciple calmed down again: "Manager Xia, when Senior Sister Lu was chatting with me two days ago, she also mentioned that she wanted to retreat in the near future to prepare for the sect competition in a year. How could she suddenly

Leave quietly?"

Manager Xia touched his beard with an unpredictable expression.

"What you said makes some sense." Manager Xia's eyes turned around the woman a few times, and his tone was slightly gentler: "But the sect does not restrict the disciples' freedom of movement. Based on your guess, it is difficult to determine whether Lu Rui

Did he disappear or leave the clan voluntarily?"

Having said this, Manager Xia showed a somewhat appraising look on his face: "Or is there something else hidden, or what did you witness?"

The color on the female disciple's face instantly drained away.

"No!" As if she realized that her reaction was too intense, the female disciple lowered her head even lower and replied: "Brother, I and Senior Sister Lu are as close as sisters. I am just worried about her and have no hidden secrets."

Manager Xia heard this and nodded to express his understanding:

"It's rare that you value love and justice so much, but don't be so reckless next time.

If all the disciples are on your side and come here for trivial matters, wouldn't the Law Enforcement Hall be in chaos?"

If I had known this, I really shouldn’t have made this trip!

Being reprimanded by the director of Foundation Establishment, the female disciple was so regretful that her intestines turned green. She still dared to say anything wrong now, so she could only nod her head repeatedly: "Yes, yes, disciple must pay attention to it in the future!"

Happy 11.11 (●°u°●)"
Chapter completed!