His eyes turned sharp, and the energy and blood in Zong Shou's body gradually gathered and surged. Just as he was about to draw his sword, he saw Gong Xinran's figure suddenly blocking him. His soul power surged, and he stretched forward with one hand, and at the same time a cold sound came out of his mouth.
Hum: "Back off!"
The five fingers of the jade hand suddenly opened up. A small earth-yellow psychic talisman array also suddenly appeared out of thin air. A strong repulsive force immediately forced the winged rat back and flew backwards.
The next moment, he was killed with a clean sword strike by a martial artist who took action in time.
"What a danger! I was just talking and almost forgot that this is the Blood Valley."
Seeing that the winged rat was chopped into pieces. Gong Xinran patted his chest with lingering fear, and then looked at Gao Yi worriedly: "Brother Yi, are you a little tired? If not, then first
We can talk about it when we go back, or we can take a short rest. Although my ancestor has some relics around him, there is no need to risk his life."
Gao Yi in front gave a wry smile and turned around with apologetic eyes: "It's okay, I was just negligent for a moment. I can still cope with some third-level beasts. That winged rat just now is too cunning. He was a little careless——
"
Zong Shou's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked up and down at Gao Yi with a slightly gloomy look, with a slightly cruel look in his eyes.
Was what happened just now really just an oversight? His experience as a peak martial artist in his previous life meant that he did not give up control of the surrounding situation even when he was speaking. The timing of the winged rat's charge was too good.
The nearby mystical martial arts masters were not unable to stop him.
Half a day ago, I had felt that something was wrong with the way Gao Yi and the others looked at him. At that time, I thought it was an illusion and that I was just following the same route. And Qian Tianshan and Longling City were too far apart from each other.
There was no conflict of interest during the period. Therefore, he always thought that it was his own illusion.
It wasn't until this moment that I was really sure that Gao Yi really had murderous intentions towards him! I just didn't know what the reason behind this was——
There is no grudge between the two, and it makes no sense to say that they are jealous because of Gong Xin. His senior sister obviously only treats him as a younger brother. With his life experience and character, there is no reason to care about someone like him who is recognized as having accomplished nothing.
Scrap material.
Could it be that it's for the relics of Gong Xinran's ancestor? It's just that Gao Yi, as the young master of the Gao family in Longling City, can't get any rare treasures in his family? As a Sun Traveling Realm spiritualist, no matter how precious the relics around him are, they are still valuable.
Three thousand years have passed. Is it necessary to silence him before getting those relics?
The doubts in his heart became more intense and he couldn't think of the reason. Zong Shou didn't dare to be careless anymore. One thing may not necessarily lead to another. After thinking for a moment, he took out some concoction and applied it on his body calmly.
Then he took out a few silver needles as thin as hairs and painted with runes, and quietly inserted them behind his ears and on the side of his eyebrows.
Immediately, I only felt that my hearing and vision had increased sharply again. The previous field of vision could only see about five hundred feet in front of me. Now, everything within a thousand feet could only be seen.
The volume heard in his ears also increased nearly ten times, just like the situation when he opened the Soul Sea that day. Every move of all the nearby spirit beasts, and even the movement of wind and grass, were all heard in his ears.
The purpose was to control the surrounding movements and avoid being plotted. But Zong Shou had just blocked out some useless sounds when he heard a few thin threads of discussion coming from the people in front of him.
"What a pity...Young Master, this person...don't mess up something big!"
"Asshole!...Don't make your own decisions! It's inappropriate for this person's identity...to die in our hands...it can't be separated..."
"...The little girl likes it, forget it! Don't worry about it...the Crown Prince of Tianshan...is a dying person, just a useless person, what can I do if I know about it?"
"But that thing... is very important... the fewer people know about it..."
"This matter is simple... Let's wait until we go out... There are people waiting outside to help... Even that person is here..."
The voices were all fuzzy and could not be heard clearly. Even with the recognition of lip language, it was incomplete. Only the ferocious glints that flashed in the eyes of the secret martial artists from time to time made Zong Shou's heart sink slightly again.
When he wanted to listen carefully again, those people had all stopped talking. Gao Yi's face was still full of gentle smile, and there was nothing unusual about it.
A strong murderous intention arose in his chest, and it took a moment before he suppressed it.
However, Su Chuxue had the intuition of a beast. She subconsciously leaned towards Zong Shou and pressed her sword with one hand, her expression even more alert.
The spirit beasts on the Demonic Corpse Mountain are even rarer, but their strength is even more powerful. They are all close to the peak level of the third level. Even the cold underworld tiger is quite difficult to deal with. If it is delayed for too long, the beasts will be attracted. If you are in a group, it will be more difficult to escape.
Fortunately, it was not the time of the beast tide, so the group of people were careful. They tried to take a detour to a remote place and go up the mountain. They were very lucky and only encountered four or five animals in total. They were also very powerful, so they never encountered any danger.
After walking about two thousand feet, a group of people wandered around on the mountainside looking for it.
Zong Shou was worried about Gong Xinran, and wanted to pretend to be stupid, just pretending that he hadn't noticed. It would be best to wait until night, when the beasts on the mountain are violent, and let these people give up and go down the mountain temporarily.
Until they saw Gao Yi and others, they all showed impatience. Even Gong Xinran gradually frowned and stopped talking. Zong Shou knew that he couldn't delay it any longer.
Sighing secretly, Zong Shou looked around. After a moment, his face flashed with joy and he strode aside.
Not far away, at the foot of a huge rock, there was a clump of reddish-brown spiritual grass. It was about half a person tall and had green leaves.
The spiritual herbs in Corpse Demon Mountain are all slightly poisonous. Zong Shou walked closer, took out a leather glove, and carefully pulled out one. First, he poured a trace of true energy into it, and then dropped a drop of blood on it.
When this drop of blood was absorbed, traces of red veins immediately appeared on the leaves. After just a little recognition, he knew that this grass was exactly the same as the Mailing Grass in his memory.
There were hundreds of grasses here. Zong Shou identified them one by one and picked out about fifty. This number was enough for him to refine the medicine, and it was more than enough. What was amazing was that the ends of the spirit grasses actually had their own They are all about the size of dozens of rice grains, like wheat ears.
The vein spirit grass only bears fruit once every hundred years, and the bundle of vein spirit grass in his hand is obviously more than three hundred years old, so it grows extremely strong.
"Sure enough, it is something that no one cares about. If it were changed ten thousand years later, even ten-year-old Pulse Spirit Grass would be rare."
This kind of spiritual grass has very few uses, but it cannot withstand people's harvesting. Tens of thousands of years later, wild vein spiritual grass has become extremely rare.
And if these things in his hands were left to future generations, he would be able to amass at least tens of millions of net worth.
Satisfied, Zong Shou put one of them into the gauze belt around his waist. Then he saw Gong Xinran, who had arrived beside him at some unknown time, and looked over with a bright smile: "I have collected this vein spirit grass, junior brother, you
It’s time to be satisfied?”
Then he flipped his hands and handed out six talismans and said: "This is the spiritual hidden talisman that senior sister asked for from the teacher before. Each one can be used for two hours and can hide the traces. Junior brother has you as a maid."
With help, we should be able to return safely."
Zong Shou shook his head and glanced sideways at Gao Yi. Although those thoughts before were just speculations, they were also suspected of judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. After all, although Gao Yi had hidden murderous intentions towards him, he could not
Gong Xinran took good care of her from beginning to end. But deep down, she was still a little worried.
After pondering for a moment, Zong Shou then tried again with a smile: "How about, junior brother, go up with you? Or I can ask Xue'er to go up with you. Anyway, with this spiritual hidden talisman, I can go out on my own -"
"Little Lord!"
Before he finished speaking, Chu Xue raised his eyebrows and shouted urgently. Gong Xinran even hit him on the head with her fingers: "Nonsense! No matter how good this spiritual hidden talisman is, I am afraid of accidents. No one is following me, how can I rest assured?
?”
Zong Shou smiled bitterly to himself, knowing that his proposal would definitely not work. Even if he said clearly that he was already in the realm of a martial artist and had a psychic skill in swordsmanship, it would not help.
Not only was he unable to pass the test between Gong Xinran and Chu Xue, Gao Yi's expression became increasingly cold and dangerous at this moment.
Without much hesitation, Zong Shou retreated to the next best thing and took out a bunch of spiritual talismans that he had snatched from Qi Xiao. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, he took them all out and stuffed them all into Gong Xinran's hands: "Senior Sister.
Just bring these talismans, they are of no use to me anyway. The mountains are dangerous, senior sister might be able to use them——"
Gong Xinran was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw the serious look in the eyes of the young man in front of him, he also remembered that the other party's identity as the Crown Prince of Qiantian Mountain was probably full of magical talismans. Then he smiled brightly and put the talisman in his hand into his arms.