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After Wu Tang spoke, he went to the front of the line to look for the elder brother, and when he passed by Yu Ji in the middle of the line, he snorted coldly.

Senior brother was at the front of the line, Wu Tang went over to him and sent a voice transmission: "Senior brother, that person is very strange, there is a big problem with him."

The elder brother didn't turn his head, and remained calm and calm: "You're talking about Yu Ji? How did you meet him in the first place?"

Wu Tang's expression turned serious, and he explained everything about meeting Yu Ji in the ice cave.It's just that he omitted a series of things about taking medicine for himself, and after he finished speaking, he confided the point he cared most about: "I and my poisonous scorpion communicate with each other, I'm sure I got stuck in his hand, as long as he It is impossible for a human being to be fine, but I saw last night that he was indeed unscathed."

The elder brother pondered for a moment: "There are many capable people and strange men in this world, maybe there is some magic weapon in him that can resist scorpion poison, but do you know anything else?"

Wu Tang frowned, he wanted to say that it was different from magic weapon, magic weapon could not resist scorpion poison.But he couldn't guarantee that no one in this world is not afraid of poison, so he opened his mouth: "Even so, this person's background is quite strange, we'd better drive him out."

The elder brother didn't turn his head, his spiritual consciousness spread out to cover the entire canyon, searching for traces of white crane ginseng and herds of beasts: "No, junior brother, he will go to the depths of the canyon on the same road with us, if he has other plans, we will You should keep him by your side and stare at him, it is much safer than hiding him in the huge dense forest."

Wu Tang's persuasion was fruitless, and when she returned home in a daze, she began to stare at Yu Ji closely, to be on guard against any changes in him.

Seeing Wen Yanke standing aside with a sword in hand, Wu Tang remained silent as always. If it wasn't for Wen Yanke being his junior brother, he would occasionally pay attention to him. He was almost blending into the surrounding dense forest. Also called over to join him: "You help me keep an eye on that Yu Ji, and tell me immediately if he changes anything."

Wen Yanke glanced at him and said, "Okay..."

The white crane spirit ginseng they were looking for was the task of the master's school. It was rare to see it in a hundred years and it was very precious, but it was also very dangerous.

For this secret realm experience, Wu Tang made a lot of pills in advance and distributed them to fellow students.But after staying in the secret realm for half a month, my fellow disciples didn't suffer any injuries by relying on these elixir, and most of the elixirs were consumed by more than half.

But these monsters in the front are still very low-level, and even Jindan stage ones are rare.And the group of monsters guarded by the White Crane Spirit Ginseng they were looking for now was mostly at the Jindan stage, and there was even a big monster at the Nascent Soul stage. Wu Tang had to make a few batches of pills as soon as possible to make preparations.

Wu Tang is now at the level of alchemy sect, only one step away from alchemy masters, there are only five alchemists in today's huge world of cultivating immortals, and there are no more than a hundred alchemists in the alchemy sect.

The level of alchemy is closely related to the level of cultivation. He is the only monk in the world of immortality for thousands of years who can rise to the level of alchemy in the golden alchemy stage. The reason for the respect of the brothers and sisters.

If Wu Tang can be promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, alchemy will definitely benefit greatly, but it is a pity that his cultivation base has been stuck in the Golden Core stage and has not moved.

Although Wu Tang brought a lot of medicinal materials when he came, he used up the hot flame grass in the ice cave, which is indispensable for alchemy, and it is difficult to find large quantities of flame grass now.

Wu Tang could only choose to settle for the next best thing and replace it with other medicinal materials that generate heat, and the most effective thing closest to him was the nine-headed dragon gallbladder, which was the one in Yu Ji's hand.

But since Wu Tang saw Yu Ji's hand was unharmed in the moonlight in the dense forest last time, he was a little jealous of him.But it wasn't pure fear, but mixed with anger and an inexplicable jealousy.

He couldn't get used to Yu Ji's high cultivation, couldn't get used to his aloofness and inexplicable disdain for him, and even more couldn't get used to his height higher than himself.

The result of blending together is that Wu Tang is very reluctant to see Yu Ji.

He hooked his fingers and called Wen Yanke over, and said softly, "Go to Yu Ji and buy his nine-headed dragon gall. I'll pay you as many spirit stones as you want."

They came to the secret realm this time because they were sent by the master, so the spent medicine spirit stones will be compensated by the master afterwards, and Wu Tang doesn't feel bad about spending it.

"Okay..." Wen Yanke nodded, then turned to look for Yu Ji in the middle of the team.

The two talked for a while, Wu Tang kept watching from behind, but couldn't hear what they said, after a while Wen Yanke came back, Wu Tang went up and asked, "How many spirit stones do you want?"

"He doesn't sell it..." Wen Yanke shook her head, looking at a glint of light in Wu Tang's eyes.

"It's okay to exchange, ask him what he wants and I'll exchange it with him." Wu Tang frowned, planning to spend a little money.

"He won't change either." Wen Yanke said directly.

Wu Tang frowned even tighter, and glanced at Wen Yanke: "How do you know before you ask?"

"I asked just now, senior brother, and he said that he would not exchange any treasure." Wen Yanke's face was as calm as ever.

Wu Tang snorted coldly, looking at Yu Ji's figure in front of him becoming more and more distasteful, he didn't change any treasures for anything, it was just something he pretended to look down on him.

If he had followed his usual temperament, he would have turned his back on him long ago. There was always only something he didn't want, and no one dared to refuse his deal.

"Ask him again what he wants to do with the gallbladder. I use it to refine the Snow Soul Pill to save my life. If he is willing to exchange the Snow Soul Pill, I will give him half of it. If he wants to refine other pills, he can also Come find me."

Wu Tang gritted his teeth. He has never done such a loss-making business. He has always been the only one who begged him to make alchemy, and he has never begged others to help him make alchemy.

Wen Yanke took a deep look at Wu Tang, then turned to look for Yu Ji again.

While Wu Tang was waiting at the back of the team, a layer of mist came up from the depths of the canyon, and it filled the dense forest in an instant. Walking in the dense forest, the shadows of trees would block out the sky and the sun, and this mist blocked the sight. It was also quite strange to be able to isolate the spiritual sense, Wu Tang was already some distance away from the front team, subconsciously panicked and took two steps forward.

But fortunately, Wu Tang heard the sound of the elder brother telling everyone to rest in place, and the sound of a senior sister in front of him pulling the junior brother next to him to sit down together. He could tell that they were not far in front, so he was relieved.

Wu Tang also found a tree at the same spot and sat down against it, waiting for Wen Yanke to come back to find him.It's just that he waited for about half a stick of incense, and before Wen Yanke came back, he gradually became anxious.

Xu Shi brothers and sisters were all meditating and resting, so there was no voice around, and the surrounding white mist dispersed like a thick jelly, and even the rustling of the wind blowing forest leaves gradually stopped.

Due to the slow progress of this change, when Wu Tang realized that the surroundings were too quiet, all the surrounding movements were erased like stains, leaving only a white mist that could not be seen.

Wu Tang's heart skipped a beat, cold sweat broke out on her back, she subconsciously stood up and shouted: "Wen Yanke!"

"Senior brother!"

"Wen Yanke!"

Wu Tang yelled a few times, but the surrounding white mist didn't flow at all, as if it sucked his voice away, and didn't return any echo.

The golden bell on Wutang's wrist rang crisply, which was a sign of danger coming around.

He drew out the sword with his right hand and clenched it tightly, and squeezed the storage bag with his left hand. Inside were the few spells he had just drawn for himself and the life-saving magic weapons that had replenished his aura. Only then did he feel a little safe.

"Senior brother..." A clear voice suddenly came from the depths of the white mist, it belonged to Wen Yanke, and it overwhelmed Wu Tang's ringing bell.

Hearing the sound, the person seemed to be running over in the fog, and he was still a little anxious.

Hearing this, Wu Tang breathed a sigh of relief. His fingers were in spasm-like pain because he had exerted too much force just now. He subconsciously relaxed his fingers.

Wen Yanke's figure formed a silhouette in the fog, and then, like a rock protruding from the water, it gradually appeared after pushing through the fog.

Wu Tang walked towards the figure, and he could only see his face clearly when the two of them were almost face to face.

That person may not be called a person, but a huge green furball, which is flying in the air, and the sound is coming from it.

Since Wu Tang was very close to him, he was too close to swing the sword, but at this moment, the golden bell in his hand flew out and suddenly grew bigger, strangling the fur ball tightly.

Wu Tang took the opportunity to call out a sword to pierce it through. He had little experience and had never seen this type of monster before. Remembering that even if he saw the wrong shadow in the mist just now, he still believed in it as if possessed by a demon. Doubt, guess that this sound can confuse people's minds.

Wu Tang's arm was trembling slightly when he stabbed it with the sword, but the fur ball turned into a puff of green smoke and scattered in all directions, and soon gathered into a fur ball again in the mist.

The next moment, Wen Yanke's voice came from all directions, and fur balls came out of the mist one by one.

Wu Tang's scalp tingled when he heard it. Wen Yanke's clear and pleasant voice was like a curse from these monsters, which made him feel that his mind would be sucked away by this voice.

But fortunately, the golden bell on his wrist was also ringing, covering up the sound of these fur balls, allowing Wu Tang's spiritual consciousness to have a chance to breathe.

Since the sword can't penetrate these monsters, and these monsters can confuse people's minds, Wu Tang guessed that they were spirit-like monsters, so he made a trick and urged the golden bell on his wrist.

The sound of the golden bell suddenly became louder, completely drowning out the voices of those monsters. Only then did Wu Tang feel fully awake.

But those monsters seemed to be controlled by someone behind them, and after they realized it, they amplified their voices together, no longer calling him senior brother in Wen Yanke's voice, but a shrill scream, which immediately defeated his bell sound.

Wu Tang felt fascinated, there were many phantoms in front of him, and green fur balls from all directions slowly approached him.

At this moment, a whip came through the air and hit the hairball in front of Wutang. The hairball that was originally as flexible as a mist under Wutang's sword now took on a real shape. With the miserable cry, they scattered and fled in all directions.

After the hairball dispersed, the mist around Wutang also slowly dissipated. He held his sea of ​​consciousness in pain and let out a soft hum.

Opening his eyes, the person in front of him was Yu Ji, who was standing tall with a whip in his hand.

Wu Tang was a little frightened, afraid that some kind of monster could turn into Yu Ji to deceive him.But his bell is a heavenly magic weapon, which can predict danger, and the fact that it didn't ring at this time meant that there was no danger, so he was relieved.

The first thing he did after waking up was to look for Wen Yanke's figure.But after the mist dissipated, the dense forest was still empty, except for Yu Ji, there was no one.