Mingwei had a headache: "Senior brother, just say whatever you like."

Mingfeng sniffed: "I smelled the Qianhuan Beads on you, a fishy smell."

Mingwei took a deep breath with heartache: "Senior Brother, I have only obtained two Thousand Illusion Beads in total..."

"Xin Yi is still your junior nephew. In a word, will you give it to me?" Ming Feng was cheating and grabbed Ming Wei's sleeve.

Ming Wei sighed: "Give it to me, I'm so proud of Xinyi. I said, Senior Brother, you are a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage. After all, you haven't saved up any wealth at all?"

Ming Yu Shen finished the fight: "Just a little wealth, Senior Brother Mingfeng has used it to make wine. Tell me about the wine you brewed, but I didn't earn a single piece of spirit stone. It is said that Master Xin Yi has also respected you a lot."

Mingfeng was said to be unpainful and itchy by these two people. He is a thick-skinned person, just talking, and he won't lose any piece of meat.

Seeing Jiang Chan come in, several people stopped talking. Ming Wei waved to Jiang Chan: "Mr. Nephew, come forward."

Jiang Chan didn't understand why, Ming didn't take out a pink bead the size of a thumb from the storage ring, and he looked quite reluctant to leave.

"This is the Qianhuan Pearl, please put it away."

Seeing Mingwei's heartache, Jiang Chan knew that this was a good thing. She didn't refuse. Why didn't she want to deliver it to her door? Besides, can the elder dare not refuse?

Qianhuanzhu has been in Jiang Chan's hands, and Ming Wei even has to accept his fate even if he is reluctant. He smiled kindly: "I'll call you here today, mainly three months later, the secret realm of Tianmen will be opened. The sect is preparing to arrange for you

Go to the secret realm for a trial.”

The secret realm of Tianmen? Jiang Chan was confused. It seemed that she didn’t see these in the original owner’s memory. Could this be the benefit of leaning on the big sect?

"Thank you for your love, my disciples must try it well." I think this Qianhuan Pearl is to increase the protection for him to go out, so that he can understand why Ming Wei called her over today.

"Nothing can compare to your own life when going out for a trial. If you can't beat it, run away quickly. Don't worry about face and other empty things. If you have life, everything will be easy."

Mingfeng said with a humming voice, Jiang Chan raised her eyebrows: "When did I come here?"

"Yes, you have always been more alive than me, and I don't need to teach you this little thing." Ming Feng smashed it, smashed it, and felt that he had nothing to teach Jiang Chan.

Sometimes, my little apprentice is too worry-free, which makes him, as a master, feels no sense of accomplishment.

On the way back to Wuji Peak, Jiang Chan was about to grab Mingfeng and ask clearly: "Master, what's going on in the secret realm of Tianmen?"

Mingfeng rubbed Jiang Chan's Xuanli sword and stood on the Xuanli sword without any correct shape: "That's it. This secret realm appears once every thirty years, and disciples below the Golden Elixir stage can enter.

It also depends on your qualifications. If you miss this time, you will definitely not be able to catch up next time."

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Where do you believe in my strength so much?"

"That's natural. If you haven't reached the Golden Pill Stage for thirty years, your qualifications will be wasted."

"With your words from Master, your disciple, you must work hard!" Jiang Chan almost patted her chest and promised. Unexpectedly, Mingfeng still had high hopes for him. Of course, he still couldn't compare with her. The goal she set for herself was second

Ten years.

"What's going on with this Qianhuan Pearl? Apart from a Xuanli Sword, my disciple only has such a magic weapon, which was given by the master of the sect. Master, you gave me a storage bracelet on the day my disciple became a disciple."

Mingfeng was not fooled: "Don't you want the storage bracelet? Then give it to me, I'll exchange it for wine! This Thousand Illusion Bead is a magic weapon that changes its appearance. When you go out, you meet the turtles from the Yunwu Sect

Grandchildren, be careful.”

"How can this be done? By the way, this Qianhuan Pearl is really good. I can't avoid Yun Xuanlin for the rest of my life, right? Or is the head uncle who can give gifts."

Jiang Chan rubbed her hands: "I'm going out to practice now. Master, don't you prepare anything for me to defend myself? For example, seal a few sword energy in the body of the disciple or give some sword balloons to the disciple? This way, the disciple will fight.

But you can run."

Mingfeng bulged his face: "I owe you as a little evil disciple in my previous life. I will make up for it when I go back. Anyway, this thing doesn't require spirit stones, so don't come to me if it wants spirit stones."

"I understand, I'll bring you good things when my disciple comes back from the secret realm?" Jiang Chan tentatively said, and it was too late to take it back as soon as she said that.

Sure enough, Ming Feng's eyes lit up: "Come back and half a minute?"

Jiang Chan curled her lips: "No, at most one tenth."

"I'm not ready for your sword balloon."

"Three out of ten, no more. If there is more, I will go to the head uncle. I guess he will be happy to help me with this big help." Jiang Chan made a move to turn the flying sword, and Mingfeng quickly agreed.

"Okay, 3 out of ten is 3 out of ten, it's all in vain."

After quarreling with Mingfeng, the two of them arrived at Wuji Peak.

"By the way, there are too few spiritual plants on the Wuji Peak. I heard that there is a big medicine garden in the secret realm of Tianmen. If you bring more things back, this will be your peak in the future."

Looking at the fruit tree below, Mingfeng's eyes turned and made new requests.

Jiang Chan stretched out her white and tender little hand at Ming Feng, and Ming Feng glared: "What are you doing?"

"Jade Box!" Jiang Chan said righteously: "Without a jade box, what should I use to pack these spiritual fruits and medicines? Master, you can't be so unkind. Your disciple prepares things by himself, and you will have to pay three tenths of you when you come back..."

Mingfeng cursed and took out a storage bag with heartache: "I will give it to you, and I will give it to you all, little evil disciple, I am always thinking about picking things from my old man."

Seeing Mingfeng leaving cursingly, Jiang Chan proudly raised the corner of her lips: "Isn't it just drinking a few jars of wine for you? Is it necessary to react so much? Master, so many jade boxes, it turns out that you are endless!"

When I opened the storage bag, I saw that there were tens of thousands of jade boxes, and the storage bag was neatly arranged. Jiang Chan's eyes turned, and like this quality jade box, it was usually two lower-quality ones.

There are tens of thousands of jade boxes in one piece of spirit stone. How many spirit stones do you need?

It seems that you still have to dig out more Mingfeng's foundation in the future and have a wealth, it depends on whether you have the ability to dig it out.

Mingfeng, who was lying in the cave drinking, shivered. It must be the little evil disciple who was plotting against him behind his back. After changing his posture, Mingfeng's palm moved slightly, and a small wooden box about the length of him appeared in front of him.

Next he drank and condensed the sword balloon with one hand. In less than half a moment, the bottom of the box was covered with a layer of transparent sword balloons the size of a baby's fist.

"Little evil disciple, born to collect debts, without a little disciple, I don't know how good it is to be free and free. Now I have to work hard to compress the sword balloon... Forget it, let's sleep for a while, the sword balloon will come later.
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