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The first thousand four hundred and eighty-two chapters

The entire Yuheng Peak was only symbolically left behind Zong Yang, and was guarded by Qiu Yuehua, who no one dared to assign.

As a result, Qiu Yuehua has been locked up in the ninth-story demon-suppressing tower, and the only ones who can breathe in the Yuheng Peak are Lin Fei and Zong Yang.

"No problem! Zong Yang is very skilled in accepting these chores. After all, the old Taoist priest is not a person in charge. Zong Yang had already lived the life of a housekeeper in Yuhengfeng, but it was because of the old Taoist priest. Zong Yang was quite sad as a country.

While taking it, he began to calculate carefully.

"Our Yuheng Peak was actually only damaged on the surface, and there were even a lot of spiritual plants at the foot of the mountain. As long as some of the inconspicuous spiritual plants below were transplanted, they could be perfected. The remaining ones could be made up with some secondary Yunya stones, and then the formation needed to be rebuilt... This is a large number, but I know some substitutes, up to 50,000 spirit stones, can be done..."

Lin Fei rolled his eyes when he heard this and waved his hand, "I have something to do. You can do it yourself. Then pick a few items from the rest that can be used and put the rest into the treasure house. Okay, I have something to do, so let's go first."

"Ah? But Senior Brother Lin..." Seeing Lin Fei leaving, Zong Yang immediately reacted from the careful planning and quickly called Lin Fei, with some more to say.

However, the next moment, Zong Yang's voice suddenly stopped...

Because at this time, the Qiankun bag was accidentally pulled open by Zong Yang.

For a moment, a dazzling brilliance bloomed out...

What was placed inside was crystal clear and huge number of top-grade spirit stones. The rich spiritual energy gathered to the extreme. The moment the Qiankun bag was untied, the nearby spiritual energy almost condensed into liquid form...

Anyway, at that moment, Zong Yang stayed there, subconsciously squinted his eyes before adapting to the dazzling impact.

When I looked at the Qiankun bag in front of me again, I found that the colorful light in front of me was extremely rich and flowing quietly in the air.

Only then did Zong Yang realize that there were not just spirit stones in this light.

The ambergris liquid that rapidly matures the elixir of birth is said to be able to give a chance to relieve the soldiers under the heavenly tribulation, and the fruit that can increase its cultivation for ten years...

All are rare spiritual materials, some of which are not even available for purchase by spirit stones. They will only appear in regular auctions held by the top ten sects. If the opportunity is not enough, even the elder-level figures have to wait honestly...

But now, these treasures that can cause bloody storms are just placed in front of me?

Looking at the treasures in front of him, Zong Yang swallowed hard. It was really hard and hard. He then moved his eyes away from the above and began to carefully count them one by one...

But the more counted, the more scared Zong Yang felt.

Many of the treasures in this are not even produced by Luofu Realm. They only appear in some strange worlds or spaces. Even the treasure houses of some medium-sized sects may not be as complete as possible in this storage bag.

The most outrageous thing is that some treasures are stained with blood. After many years, the blood on them has not dissipated. They are bright red and bright, as if they have just been stained, emitting different fluctuations of pressure, as if the owners of these blood are all the ferocious beasts roaring in the world...

Zong Yang became more and more anxious as he became. It was unimaginable how Lin Fei did it. It just disappeared for a few years. How could he save so many things?

Even if it is a killing, robbing sect, Lin Fei is afraid that he will have to sleeplessly. He can only accumulate so many things if he does ten or eight in a day, right?

In fact, Zong Yang really misunderstood Lin Fei...

Lin Fei really doesn't do anything like killing and robbing people often, at most it's just a little easier.

These things have nothing to do with Lin Fei. They were all sent by the ancestor of the Fuli Realm when he left the Fuli Realm. At that time, he just said casually that these were all spoils he collected when he was young...

In fact, with Lin Fei's knowledge, when he saw these things, he was a little shocked.

Lin Fei could tell by just feeling the pressure above carefully that those bloody owners were at least starting out and capturing their true bodies.

And they are all existences with extremely powerful combat power in their respective realms.

This is just the spoils of the ancestor of Fulijie, who was young.

It is conceivable how fierce this ancestor was. When he saw these things, Lin Fei's impression of the old ancestor who was not as old as Fulijie was completely changed.

No one who can lead everyone through the great disaster and find a place of reproduction and rebirth is indeed a simple person.

Most of the reason why I was able to be attracted by this ancestor and reached a cooperation was because this ancestor really got old.

If the other party was thousands of years younger, Lin Fei felt that the Demon Emperor would not have the chance to launch a calculating, and would be directly defeated by the ancestor Fulijie.

Now I have picked some things that I can't use yet and kept them...

The problem is, Zong Yang doesn't know this...

Luo Yuzhen reacted

"Senior Brother Lin, this..." Zong Yang suddenly closed the Qiankun bag in his hand and shook his head, as if he was trying to make himself clear. When he looked at Lin Fei, he stuttered, as if he couldn't speak incompletely.

He held the Qiankun bag tightly with his hands, and couldn't help but tremble a little. This blessing the space magic array. The thin Qiankun bag, in Zong Yang's hand, felt as if he had a piece of red kilogram of hot charcoal, which was simply unstable to hold.

"What's this one?" Lin Fei was about to leave, but was forcibly stopped by Zong Yang. He frowned in anger: "If you can use it, use it. If you can't use it, put it in the treasure house. Repair the mountain protection formation so that people will attack the mountain at any time. It's not embarrassing enough. I have something to do, just like that..."

"I myself..." When Zong Yang heard that he wanted him to protect these treasures, he was not very confident. After he hesitating for a while, he suddenly remembered something and asked quickly: "By the way, Brother Lin, where are you going..."

"Nine-story Demon-Suppressing Tower."



Tianquan Peak, on the ninth-level demon refining tower, Tang Tiandu was sent back to seclusion. Elder Tianquan Peak closed his eyes and fell back to cultivation...
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