Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 287
It was very quiet inside the temple, not even the sound of snoring.

It seems that everyone has fallen into a deep sleep.

The flames flickered on and off, flickering and jumping on everyone's faces.

Suddenly, the two stood up one after another.

Still two mortals, mortals with shaved heads.

The two mortals had triumphant smiles on their faces, and one of them was tall and thin with a Qiankun bag in his hand, scraping and patrolling in the temple.

The other person did the same, swearing and spitting on a casual cultivator.

"Cultivator? Immortal? Damn! It's not fish on the chopping board!"

The mortal scolded happily in his heart, and was also busy with his work. Although these refugees fled, they still had some valuables with them.

They worked so hard, walking with a large group of sour refugees, starving every day, eating and sleeping in the open, and collecting some hard-earned money, it was only natural.

You need to be smarter, otherwise how can you be a master.

However, a moment later, a casual cultivator suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the pile of lying down people.

But the two mortals didn't feel flustered, they just bowed towards the loose cultivator with fawning faces.

"Old fairy!"

The two mortals made a humble voice.

The casual cultivator who was respected as the "Old Immortal" gave a casual "hmm" and stopped talking to the two ants.

The two ants rejoiced, carrying the Qiankun bag, and continued to collect good things from this group of refugees.

Little Pegasus and Little Thunderwing Tiger could see clearly in the spirit beast bag, and Little Lingxi was also looking at them.

It turned out that mortals and monks colluded together to commit crimes.

That casual cultivator was a gray-haired old man with shrunken head and a stooped figure. He was actually a Golden Core cultivator, but he had a talisman that suppressed his cultivation, and his exposed cultivation was only at the second level of Qi Refining.

It seems that in this world, there are still many people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

It's just that the monk at the Golden Core Realm didn't look very good.

After spending such a large amount of money, using hundreds of mortals as bait, and spending several months, stopping and going for so long, only a dozen or so monks were caught, and they were all low-level monks in the foundation building stage. .

Not a single big fish!What a waste of time, and this expensive bottle of high-end ecstasy powder.

"unlucky!"

That Jin Dan raised his foot and kicked Yue Hongyun from the air. Yue Hongyun was kicked until blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't respond.

It seemed that the Golden Core cultivator had already seen that Yue Hongyun was the dominant of the Anyue family.

"what happened?"

Little Pegasus and Little Huzi looked at each other in the spirit beast bag, did Yue Hongyun get tricked?
Shouldn't be.

Is this Yue Hongyun's ability?
Little Huzi looked at Little Pegasus, and questioned: "Si Duan Zi is just so lucky, how can he be stunned so casually?"

Look at their masters, they are trying to pretend to be dizzy right now.

Little Pegasus shook his long hair on his forehead, and said to himself: "There must be a reversal, we'll just wait and see."

The golden core casual cultivator tried this, and was completely relieved. It seemed that this group of foundation-establishing disciples had only so much skill. No matter how many tricks Ren had when he was sober, he couldn't escape his fascinated fans.

"Heh, slaying demons and defending the way, fight against injustice!"

The golden core loose cultivator snorted lightly, stretched out two more fingers, and performed a cleansing technique to remove the mud from the faces of the female disciples of the Anyue family. After seeing their faces clearly, he shook his head slightly disappointed. head.

Not stunning, not worth stopping to warm the bed.

The golden core casual cultivator stepped up leisurely, performed fire control skills, tested the eyelashes of every unconscious monk, and put all the storage bags and spirit beast bags on these monks into his bag, and came at the end Go to the corner where An Qingli is lying down.

An Qingli lay there motionless, with her face pressed against the cold wall, still looking decent.

"And you!" The stooped Jindan old man was not in a good mood. He was depressed for a long time all the way, and he was a little neurotic and talkative, so he muttered to An Qingli, "Heaven has a door to you!" If you don’t leave, there’s no way to hell and you’re just going to come in. Just come in if you’re in, it’s just a period of Qi training, and you’re so ugly. Even if your cultivation level is a little higher, I’ll be able to follow you there Get something better."

An Qingli kept his composure and continued to listen to the other party's nagging. It seemed that the Jindan old man was not planning to commit murder, but only planned to arrest these people in the temple and exchange things with some forces.

Barter people for things?

This Jindan old man is really nothing.

The Jindan old man moved closer to An Qingli, but didn't get too close. When he stretched out his hand, the low-grade storage bag tied around An Qingli's waist flew into the old man's hand.

In the low-level storage bag, there are only a few changes of clothes, a flying sword magic weapon, a few low-level talismans, and some low-grade spirit stones.

An Qingli's role changes a lot, and every time she changes, she puts great effort into dressing and equipment to avoid being seen through.

This low-level storage bag does not recognize the owner, and monks with spiritual consciousness can check and use it.

As for the middle and high-level storage bags, storage rings, and spirit animal bags that the old man Jindan seized before, they have already recognized their masters, and they basically need to be released after the master dies or is forcibly erased. Will be used by others to snoop.

"Hey, it really is a poor ghost."

The old man sighed to himself, and reluctantly accepted the low-level storage bag.

As for the spirit beast bag on An Qingli's body, the old man had no interest in it. He didn't need to think about it to know that it was just the eggs or larvae of some low-level monsters, which would be an eyesore.

Little Pegasus was in the spirit beast bag, laughing at the old man's poor eyesight and missing out on his and Xiaohuzi's bloodline of divine beasts.

The old man Jindan took a look around, and then took out another magic weapon of space from his bosom.

The materials for refining space instruments are not easy to find, and they are not uncommon in the cultivation world.

The old man scraped all the monks in the temple before he was ready to do it.

"Old Immortal, wait, wait!"

The two mortals hurriedly begged, but their hands kept on, each carrying a Qiankun bag, busy collecting valuables from the mortals.

The Jindan old man came and went without a trace, if they didn't rush to make a fortune at this time, then they would have been busy all this time in vain.

The emerald jade inlaid on the belt of a nobleman should be of great value, and the two mortals almost fought over it.

"Why isn't Yue Hongyun doing anything yet?" Little Pegasus was complaining to An Qingli.

Judging by the old man's posture, he was ready to call for gold and retreat.

An Qingli was also puzzled, how could Yue Hong have such great luck, and he had gained a lot in Fengyu Secret Realm, and he was also a disciple of great luck that Sect Master Qiu personally confirmed.

"How about we do it?" The smelting fire was eager to try, and if it was later, the old man might be taken into the space magic weapon.

It's easy to become passive while staying in someone else's space magic weapon, so it's best not to try it.

An Qingli let out a "hmm", and if she couldn't wait for Yue Hong to fight, she would have to fight herself.

(End of this chapter)