That night, Qingmang Mountain remained absolutely quiet.

A top leader is stationed here, and most of the ninth rank in the Tiannan Catacombs have been wiped out. At this moment, the area around Qingmang Mountain is extremely safe.

…

the next day.

May 1st.

Fang Ping walked out of the room and suddenly said with emotion: "It's Labor Day, is it a day off today?"

Wu Kuishan and the others who had also just walked out of the room were a little confused.

Is this something you should consider?

No, is this something a warrior would consider?

For this group of people, there is no such thing as a holiday.

It's fine when you're weak, but if you're strong, don't you see that you can sit on the top of Mount Yuhai for hundreds of years?

Fang Ping didn't care about this and looked around. At this moment, Qin Fengqing came over with a sad look on her face, dragging her long hair, and murmured: "Why!"

Why do you always bully me?

Chen Yaoting is like this!

Zhang Tao is like this!

Fang Ping and the others are even more so!

The sorrow of the weak?

But if so many people don't bully me, why do they always bully me?

He was pressed underground for another night!

Didn’t he just tell a few truths?

Is Juedian so narrow-minded?

Qin Fengqing was indignant, and she was crying and speechless in her heart. This revenge... could not be avenged.

When it comes to Chen Yaoting, he still has a little bit of confidence.

Do Zhang Tao... Unless he can pick up the ultimate demon plant next time he goes to the cave, drink the life essence as water, and bear a fruit that instantly increases his mental power. By the way, he can also forge a golden fruit to seal his triple burner.

In this way, he would have the confidence to fuck Zhang Tao.

Otherwise, don't count on it.

Fang Ping and others ignored him. Fang Ping looked around for a while and said strangely: "Just now I seemed to see...I saw Old Li's head, did you see it?"

Wu Kuishan was not surprised at all and said casually: "I saw it."

"Is it really him?"

Fang Ping was stunned and couldn't help but said: "What is Lao Li doing here?"

Wu Kuishan raised his eyebrows slightly, couldn't help it, and said in a low voice: "Change your name!"

Mudd!

Some rules!

I really want to beat you to death!

Nicknames are thrown around all day long, Big Lion, Old Li Tou, what do you call him behind his back?

Old Wu? Old man with white hair? Or something else?

Fang Ping said with a smile: "It's okay, Lao Litou, come out quickly, I have something good for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Man Li suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Old Man Li said excitedly: "Boy, there is a ninth-grade divine sword, right? I knew the news and flew three thousand miles in one night..."

Old Man Li was really excited and he really couldn't hold it back.

Fang Ping didn't notify him when these people came out yesterday, but he had been paying attention to the situation here and had informants.

Knowing that Fang Ping had a ninth-grade divine sword, he really flew thousands of miles and rushed here overnight.

Fang Ping smiled and said, "No more."

"What?"

Old Man Li screamed, and on the side, Lu Fengrou said with an evil look: "Li Changsheng, the Divine Sword has nothing to do with you, right? What are you doing here?"

Old Man Li said righteously: "What do you know? I have thought about it. I will be a protector for this boy in the future. Of course, the protector must be strong! You can't do it, little seventh-grade... Are you scared if you go down this time?"

Courage?"

Lu Fengrou's face was so ugly!

I am not scared to death!

I didn't follow them at all... If I did, I would probably die. Just by listening to them, you can tell how promiscuous these boys are.

He glared at Li Changsheng with a dark face. This guy was no longer the honest and low-key Li Changsheng since he went down to the cave last time and recovered his golden body.

Although he was arrogant back then, his strength was average, and his arrogance was only aimed at middle-level people.

Now it's better, the seventh grade has become a small seventh grade.

Lu Fengrou had a dark face and said nothing. On the side, Wu Kuishan said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Is Changsheng, the unity of ten thousand ways really that powerful? If you have time, can you and I compare notes?"

You dare to bully my wife, she is so impatient!

Old Man Li is too lazy to pay attention to him. Do you think I am afraid of you?

I'm afraid I'll beat you to death!

Each of these people is more arrogant than the other.

Fang Ping just listened and didn't interrupt. After they had finished talking, he said: "My idea is to exchange the ninth-grade divine sword for the ninth-grade monster. Old Li Tou, the divine weapon should be forged by himself."

better.

I just don’t know...whether they will change it or not.”

As soon as he said this, Wu Kuishan was a little surprised by his idea, but he quickly nodded and said: "This is indeed a good idea. If you forge the magic weapon yourself, it will be more in line with your requirements and easier to cultivate.

As for the current ninth-grade divine sword, the government should be willing to exchange it, but I'm afraid some conditions must be added."

Fang Ping said nonchalantly: "They still owe me 160 billion. If not, just deduct some of it... Forget it, principal, you asked me to give them the corpse of the seventh-grade tree demon, plus the ninth-grade tree monster."

Can I exchange the Grade 9 divine weapon for the corpse of a Grade 9 monster?"

"It's not a big problem." Wu Kuishan pondered for a moment, and said with a slight joy on his face: "For a ninth-grade monster, to forge a divine weapon, you only need a heart core, a brain core, and a skeleton.

Flesh and blood are not needed, and other auxiliary materials are needed. This magic weapon can be purchased for money.

And the flesh and blood of the ninth-grade monster... Fang Ping, last time you used the blood of the eighth-grade monster from Mowu, this has paid off your debt!"

I used to say that this guy would be allowed to carry an eighth-grade monster back, but now it’s only been a few days and he’s carrying a ninth-grade monster back!

The flesh and blood of a ninth-grade monster is a good thing even for people like him.

Of course, they don't have much demand.

You can give some to those middle-grade warriors, and the effect will be astonishingly good!

You can even find a way to extract some immortal substances!

Old Man Li was extremely excited and nodded quickly: "Go and change it quickly, go and change it quickly!"

Forging a ninth-grade divine weapon by himself is more in line with his wishes than a ready-made one!

It’s so cool!

People do it at home, and the divine soldiers come from the sky...

He was just getting excited when Fang Ping suddenly hesitated and said: "Old Li Tou, you already owe me several trillion... You can't afford to pay back even if you sell yourself. Let me think about it again."

Old Man Li's face froze!

I can't answer this...

On the side, Lu Fengrou coughed lightly and said, "Fang Ping..."

"Teacher, is something wrong?"

"Um..." Lu Fengrou continued to cough, and after she finished coughing, she said, "I'll give you back the seventh-grade magic weapon. I don't want the eighth-grade one anymore. Can you lend me the corpse of your seventh-grade monster beast?"

She doesn’t want the eighth-grade magic weapon!

She didn't want to use a seventh-grade sword either.

When Fang Ping said this, she remembered that Fang Ping also had the complete corpse of a seventh-grade monster, which could be used to forge the magic weapon she wanted.

What is most suitable for you is the best.

A seventh-grade magic weapon is suitable for her, and she can exert great power.
To be continued...