Covered by Qin Yang's spiritual thoughts, he saw the crystal clear Jiuji Thunder Liquid under the tree roots, exuding a unique energy wave.
At this time, the Jiuji Thunder Slurry has become a little more viscous, and its color is also milky white.
Qin Yang felt a little regretful that the nine-pole thunder slurry had formed and the dead tree had reached the end of its life.
All its purification has been absorbed by the Jiuji Thunder Slurry, and now it is just ordinary wood, or even worse.
Qin Yang used his inner strength to shatter the trunk of the tree, and then took out the evergreen seeds first.
The evergreen variety is about the size of a soybean and is green in color. Qin Yang's spirit was lifted as soon as he bought it, as if his whole body was suddenly more energetic.
He happily collected the evergreen seeds, then cut off a piece of thunderbolt wood and carved it into a wooden cup container.
Finally, the roots of the tree were dug up, and all the Jiuji Thunder Slurry was collected into a container and sealed.
Qin Yang put away the thunder wood. He couldn't lose this thing. He might need it some time.
Fortunately, he thought a little more this time, otherwise without the thunder wood, he still wouldn't know how to completely form the Jiuji Thunder Slurry.
This dead tree was no longer good, but there were still some places that could be used as thunder trees. Qin Yang took away two sections, one for his own use and one for Pei Yu.
When he was about to go down the mountain, Qin Yang glanced at the martial arts masters all over the place, hesitated for a moment, and gave up the killing.
These people were just following orders, killing them all... It was not necessary.
Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred!
If there is no grievance or enmity, there is no need to kill someone.
And seeing the difference in strength, they must not dare to provoke him.
"Forget it!"
Qin Yang waved his hand, and then went down the mountain with the harvest of this trip.
At this time, at the foot of the mountain, a group of young people were preparing to go up the mountain.
They are none other than Pei Yu and his friends from the East China Sea.
Pei Yu was a little anxious. He went to Qin Yang's hotel, but Qin Yang had already come out. How could he find Qin Yang?
But his friends didn't want to wait for Qin Yang, so they came directly to prepare to go up the mountain.
At this time, Pei Yu's friends were looking at him jokingly.
"Pei Yu!"
The girl who was disdainful to Qin Yang yesterday suddenly shouted.
Pei Yu turned around and asked doubtfully: "Sister Lin, what's wrong?"
The girl is twenty-one years old and her name is Zhu Yulin.
She smiled lightly and said, "Let's go up first, and you can come up later."
Pei Yu's expression changed. There may not be many thunder trees in the sky. If he didn't follow them, he might not have a chance.
Although he really wanted to wait for Qin Yang, his trip to Purple Thunder Mountain would be meaningless if he didn't get the Heavenly Thunder Wood.
Pei Yu said: "Brother Qin may be unable to come because of something. Let's go up first."
A trace of disdain flashed in Zhu Yulin's eyes, and she said with a smile: "No, you should wait here. You can only go up after we come down."
Pei Yu's face changed drastically, and he seemed to understand something and said angrily: "Sister Lin, what do you mean?"
Next to Zhu Yulin, another girl with a cold expression and good looks showed a trace of sarcasm in her eyes.
"Pei Yu, because we are friends, you are qualified to climb mountains."
"Don't really think that you, a Tianyang person, are qualified to work with us. You and we are not on the same level."
Pei Yu's face was ugly and he was filled with anger: "Zhao Qian, what do you mean by this?"
Zhu Yulin rolled her eyes: "You are not worthy of going up the mountain with us, don't you understand? You are such a common citizen, you can't even understand what you are saying!"