Gu Qing gradually approached the entrance of Butterfly Valley, and suddenly found that there were many monks gathered in front of him!
Gu Qing felt a shiver in his heart. Those who arrived early must be monks from other sects! He immediately stopped and used the Water Invisibility Technique to hide in the blue water bubbles and approach quietly.
When he got closer, Gu Qing discovered that there were more than 200 monks gathered at Diegukou. The female cultivators of the Ming Sect and the elite disciples of the Wentian Sect only accounted for a small part of the number. Most of the monks wore different colors and wore clothes around their waists.
There is no jade plaque hanging, so they are obviously casual cultivators from Fengyu Town. They must have heard the message and came here specially to hunt for monsters and explore the thousand-year-old cold Qionghua.
Some teams with insufficient numbers are temporarily recruiting teammates, and there are even many casual cultivators who have set up stalls at Diegukou to sell third-level talismans and elixirs.
Gu Qing finally felt relieved. Since there were so many people here, why should he worry about asking the elite disciples of the Tianzong! So Gu Qing took off the leaf-shaped jade plaque from his waist that represented the identity of the disciples of the Medicine Sect, and walked out of Shuiyin
He appeared out of nowhere and floated into the crowd.
What surprised Gu Qing was that no one was surprised by his arrival. No one even took a second look at Gu Qing, because there were too many treasure-hunting monks arriving one after another, and Gu Qing's cultivation at the seventh level of Anding was so great among everyone.
He is considered relatively low among them, and he is not wearing the best robes, so he is too inconspicuous.
Gu Qing comforted himself and sighed in his heart: "There are tens of thousands of monks in Fengyu Town. It is normal to meet strange monks whom you don't know. However, there are two familiar faces among these people."
Gu Qing caught a glimpse of two familiar figures among the female cultivators of the Ming Sect. They were Song Chun's two junior sisters, Han Xiangling and Fang Jin. Gu Qing had seen them both by the Fengchi and in the Ming Sect.
times, of course I recognize it.
But it was impossible for Gu Qing to go over and form a team with them and join the Ming Sect's team. He could only hang out among these casual cultivators.
"Hey, little brother! You don't have a team yet, right? Come on, our team is short of people!"
A tall, yellow-faced man in his thirties greeted Gu Qing warmly.
Gu Qing looked at their team. The one with the highest level of cultivation was this big man with a yellow face, who was on the eighth floor of Anding, and the rest were on the seventh and even sixth floor of Anding. Gu Qing shook his head and said, "I'm very sorry.
I don’t plan on forming a team.”
"What? Do you want to go into the valley alone? That's the same as sending yourself to death!"
The yellow-faced man's face froze, he shook his head, and immediately judged Gu Qing as a young and ignorant person who was just starting out, and sighed:
"Little brother! Do you know what so many people are gathering here for? They are all waiting for the sun to rise and most of the fire butterflies in Butterfly Valley have fallen back before they are ready to set off. After all, there are too many third-level fire butterflies in Butterfly Valley.
It would be too dangerous if you enter separately. Not only do you have to form a team, but all teams also have to enter the Butterfly Valley at the same time!"
Gu Qing secretly calculated that even if he brought five fourth-level spirit beasts with him, considering the situation in Butterfly Valley, he could not enter rashly. What's more, if he didn't form a team, he would be suspected by others, and he might even be killed to seize the treasure.
The monks kept an eye on him and caused a lot of trouble for no reason.
So Gu Qing nodded, smiled calmly and said: "Okay! My surname is Gu. I am a pharmacist who is proficient in healing techniques. I am willing to join the team."
"Oh? You are a pharmacist!" The yellow-faced man was overjoyed and became even more enthusiastic. After practicing in Butterfly Valley, having an additional pharmacist is equivalent to giving the team an extra layer of protection.
When the nearby monks heard this, they immediately stepped in, crowded the yellow-faced man aside, and sent invitations to Gu Qing one after another! What they lacked most was a pharmacist, but the Medicine Sect did not send anyone today, and the one from Fengyu Town
Among casual practitioners, few practice the art of rejuvenation.
At this time, a crisp voice suppressed everyone and said sweetly: "Ancient Medicine Master, come here! Our senior sister is looking for you and invites you to join our strong team of the Ming Sect!"
Gu Qing suddenly turned around and saw Fang Jin, who was dressed in sect attire and a peach-colored dress.
Gu Qing originally did not intend to have anything to do with the Ming Sect, but when he heard that he was invited to join the Ming Sect's powerful team, especially in the name of the senior sister of the Ming Sect, Gu Qing was somewhat surprised.
Fang Jin saw that Gu Qing was hesitant and ignored the girl's reserve. He quickly stepped forward and pulled her hard, and promised: "As long as the ancient pharmacist is willing to come, you will get one-third of the benefits the team gets!"
Gu Qing's heart moved, and she nodded silently. Amid everyone's doubtful eyes, she arrived at the place where the elite female disciple of the Ming Sect was.
Seeing that Fang Jin was so useful, Han Xiangling invited Gu Qing here and smiled at Gu Qing: "Brother Gu! Goodbye by Fengchi. We haven't seen each other for many days. How are you? Gu Pharmacist advanced to An so quickly.
The late stage of Ding makes us envious!"
Fang Jin was also blessed. He met Gu Qing again and said with a smile: "I offended a lot of people at the Fengchi Pond a while ago. Please forgive me, Master Gu. Hehe, now even our senior sister has heard of your name.
Before coming here, I specifically asked Yun Wan and Xiao Rong, and they admired the ancient pharmacist very much!"
As he said that, Fang Jin pointed at the only female cultivator among the elite female disciples of the Ming Sect who was wearing bright red clothes. She had a pretty face and skin like ice and snow, but her expression was a bit cold and arrogant. She was looking at Gu Qing coldly.
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What surprised Gu Qing was that this woman actually had the cultivation level of the ninth level of Anding! It seems that the cultivation level of the eldest sister of the Ming sect, who is also the eldest disciple of the sect, is far better than that of his senior brother of the Medicine sect.
"My dear Ming Zong Bai Qiu, you are Gu Qing? It is rumored that Yao Zong recently appointed you as the sect's chief disciple. Is this possible?"
"This is indeed the case." Gu Qing said calmly.
Bai Qiufeng took another deep look, looked at Gu Qing again, nodded and said: "Well! In that case, Brother Gu's healing skills must be outstanding. Just as Fang Jin told you, no matter what the team has
Whatever you gain, you will have one-third of it. Han Xiangling, Fang Jin, you two should also follow our team."
"Thank you, Senior Sister, for taking care of me!"
Han Xiangling and Fang Jin were overjoyed and separated themselves from Senior Sister Bai Qiu.
Gu Qing nodded and glanced at the other three female cultivators in the Ming Sect's powerful team. They were at least the eighth level of Anding and were considered to be very powerful among the dozens of teams at Diegukou.
The other casual cultivators did not win over the ancient pharmacist, but they were far away and did not hear what they said. A group of people pointed and whispered:
"Did you see it? This kid got lucky! He was actually seduced by the powerful team of the Ming Sect."
"Hey! Is there such a shortage of pharmacists? What abilities does he have? It's worthy of Miss Bai to win over him like this."
Everyone was envious and jealous, and very doubtful about Gu Qing's abilities.
But it was different here with the Ming Sect. The female cultivators were quite disapproving at first. When they heard that the monk in the moon-white satin gown on the seventh floor of Anding in front of them was actually the senior disciple of the Medicine Sect, the female cultivators couldn't help but look at him with admiration and were very curious about Gu Qing.
How did you become the eldest disciple of the sect?
However, Gu Qing has always been indifferent to them. Even when the two daughters Han Xiangling and Fang Jin tried to reminisce with him, Gu Qing ignored them.
Han Xiangling sighed softly: "The status of the ancient Taoist friends is different from the past. How can you and I, the minor cultivators of the Ming Sect, get into the eyes of the ancient senior brother of the Medicine Sect?"
Bai Qiu coughed in a deep voice and said coldly: "Okay! Don't talk behind your back. The purpose of our trip is to look for thousand-year-old cold flowers. We will quietly wait for the sun to come up and enter the Butterfly Valley to hunt for treasures."
When the senior sister spoke, the two girls remained silent, seeming to be somewhat afraid of the senior sister Bai.
This reminded Gu Qing of the Medicine Sect. He did not have the prestige of Bai Qiu in the sect. Although Zuo Boming and other famous disciples were convinced, Yuan Hao and other disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Family were not convinced by him at all.
Gu Qing secretly sighed: "Bai Qiu has the cultivation level of Anding Stage Dzogchen, which is superior to other elite female disciples of Ming Sect, and has naturally established prestige in the sect. But I am the cultivation level of Anding Seventh Level, and I am still
It’s not enough to convince the public.”
As the sun gradually rose and illuminated the entire Butterfly Valley, those third-level fire butterflies flying in groups all over the sky fell back one after another.
The monks who gathered at the entrance of the valley were impatient for a long time. When they saw this, they immediately shouted and called each team to enter the valley together.
With a move of Bai Qiuyu's hand, not only the powerful team of the Ming Sect led by her set off, but the other three teams of female cultivators also followed behind, with a vague tendency to compete with the disciples of the Wentian Sect.
Gu Qing followed Han Xiangling and Fang Jin leisurely, looking around at everything in the Butterfly Valley. The morning sun penetrated the mist and shone on the spiritual flowers and grasses all over the mountains and plains. It was like a paradise.
But Gu Qing knew very well that under this silence, there were countless third-level fire butterflies hidden, which could come out to hurt people at any time, especially when encountering a gathering place of swarms of fire butterflies, which would be even more fatal.
"Haha! Yellow wattle grass that is more than 500 years old! It belongs to me!"
Among the group of casual cultivators walking at the front, someone shouted excitedly that they were going to pick the top-grade yellow wattle grass beside the mountain road.
Suddenly, a sea of fire instantly engulfed the monk, and screams were heard!
"It's the fire dance technique of the fire butterflies! Quick, destroy this group of fire butterflies, they will attract more butterfly groups!"
The team of monks in front immediately took out their magic weapons, took out their magic talismans, and bombarded the mountain road. Finally, they killed four fire butterflies, and everyone let out a sigh of relief.
As soon as the fire butterfly died, the eyes of the teams in front were immediately attracted by the five-hundred-year-old high-grade yellow wattle grass, and they rushed forward one after another.
"Our Wentian Sect team killed two fire butterflies, and the yellow wattle grass should belong to our team!"
The elite disciples of the Wentian Sect, dressed in black clothes, eagerly went up to pick yellow wattle grass, but were stopped by the casual cultivators from Fengyu Town.
"Wait a minute! Our two teams of treasure-hunting monks from Fengyu Town have also killed one each. Do you want the Tianzong disciples to take it all for themselves?"
In addition to them, a group of casual cultivators who rushed to the front yelled: "It is our teammates who died in Fire Butterfly's fire dance, and we should also get a share!"
For a time, there were endless shouts and shouts on the mountain road in front, and the crowd around them was blocked. The team of monks behind them could not move forward and became a mess.
Gu Qing followed the Ming Sect's powerful team and watched the quarrel among the large group of monks with cold eyes.
"Okay! Don't fight anymore. Junior Brother Yao, step back! Isn't it just a high-grade yellow thorn grass? Give it to them!" A rough voice came from behind the crowd, quite magnanimous.