After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Yang Mei glanced at the people present and did not take the initiative to speak. First, he was not familiar with any of them, and the only two people he was familiar with were his enemies; second, based on his seniority, he did not need to take the initiative to greet anyone in this prehistoric world.

"Amei..." Luohou couldn't help but speak first.

"Forget it." Yang Mei interrupted him rudely, "Luo Hou, don't I know what kind of person you are? Stop pretending to be affectionate and disgusting me!"

Luo Hou stared at Yang Mei for a long while, then suddenly sneered, "Okay, Yang Mei, it seems like you're planning to never have anything to do with me again, is that necessary?"

Yang Mei tidied up her long hair that was scattered on her chest and said nonchalantly, "How can that be possible? We still have to interact with each other. I haven't yet repaid you in person for taking my life treasure that day. How can I stop interacting with you? We should interact with each other more often."

Luohu's cheeks twitched and he seemed a little angry.

Hongjun held his shoulders and said to Yang Mei, "Daoist Yang Mei, have you forgotten that you severely injured Daoist Luo Hou that day? Doesn't this offset the cause and effect of him stealing your things? Don't be so stubborn!"

"Oh! Hongjun, do you know what you are like? You are like a troublemaker, wanting to get involved in all the trouble!" Yang Mei sneered, "Don't forget, you haven't become a saint yet, it's too early to put on airs now!"

Hongjun's face was stiff and ugly: "Thank you for the reminder, Brother Yangmei."

Although the other people around them didn't know them, they could roughly guess who they were by listening to the way they addressed each other.

Sanqing and others could still boast of their noble status on weekdays, but at this moment they dared not say a word.

Take the Three Pure Ones for example, they are Pangu and Houyi, and the three big guys over there are the same as Pangu, they are chaotic demons before the creation of the primitive world. They cannot be compared, so they just went into hiding.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the target of their trip to take action.

The innate gourd vine not far away has matured and burst out with strong light. The seven gourds on the vine fall off one after another and float in the air.

Sanqing and others looked at each other. Even though they were anxious, no one dared to grab the gourd first.

Taiqing Laozi stepped forward and said to everyone present: "Fellow Taoists, there are only seven innate gourds, and there are far more than seven of us here, so even if each of us takes at most one gourd, there will still be people who don't have one. How about this, each of us sends out a magic power, and if a certain gourd responds, then it means that there is a connection with it, and the gourd will naturally belong to that person. What do you think, fellow Taoists?"

Zhen Yuanzi, Nuwa and others all said "good", and Yang Mei nodded without comment.

In fact, Yang Mei felt early on that none of the seven gourds were destined to him, so it didn't matter to whom these gourds would belong in the end.

The scene was strangely harmonious. In the end, Taiqing Laozi got the purple gold gourd, Yuqing Yuanshi got the chaos gourd, Shangqing Tongtian got the water and fire gourd, Nuwa got the demon-summoning gourd, Hongyun got the nine-nine soul-scattering red gourd, Taiyi got the immortal-slaying gourd, and Hongjun got the last one, the Haotian gourd.

Just as a few people got their own gourds, they saw two more people rushing from a distance and landing here.

The two men were bareheaded and dressed in monk's robes. One of them was skinny and had a miserable look, while the other was short and fat, and his appearance was ordinary.

"Brother Jie Yin, we are late!" The short and fat guy started crying as soon as he landed on the ground. It was so unpleasant to hear!

Jie Yin's expression became even more bitter: "Zhunti, stop crying. Who made our Western Regions so barren? Even the innate spiritual roots refuse to grow in the Western Regions."

Zhunti touched his face and said to everyone: "My fellow Taoists, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. My brother and I came from the West, where spiritual energy is scarce and opportunities are rare. This time we finally sensed that a treasure seemed to have been born here, but we didn't expect that we are still too late." As he spoke, he began to cry again.

Logically speaking, they were just casual acquaintances, so who cares whether he cries or not, but there was some fool who felt compassion for him.

"Fellow Daoist, you are really pitiful. Not as good as me, um!" Hong Yun stretched out his arms and wanted to say, "Why don't I give you my gourd?", but Zhen Yuanzi beside him quickly covered his mouth.

Zhen Yuanzi was so angry at his best friend that he almost died. How could he just refuse an innate spiritual treasure? !

Zhunti's eyes lit up: "Daoyou, are you going to give us your gourd?"