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Chapter 122

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Seeing Xia Daoming first pick up the Bone-Chilling Soul-Scaring Saber, and then grope around on Wu Rong's body, quickly pulling out a small bag, Bai Jianpeng and Du Feiyan, that is, the woman in red, suddenly woke up.

They had just been busy asking him for the gourd and arguing, and actually forgot to pick up that Bone-Chilling Soul-Scaring Saber and grope the corpse.

This Wu Rong was on the evil cultivator wanted list, so there must be some wealth in his storage bag!

"This saber is an evil saber, it needs to drink human blood to be sacrificed to kill, it is very poisonous, you can't take it, you need to hand it over to me. And the bag you got is a storage bag, there must be some evil cultivation methods hidden in it, also hand it over to me." Soon, Bai Jianpeng again said in a high-and-mighty manner.

"This cultivator, isn't it a bit too much for you to do this? I killed the person, I gave you the gourd, and now you want this saber and this storage bag—does that mean I worked for nothing?" Xia Daoming's expression sank slightly.

"Demonic things, our Qingyuan Sect must confiscate and deal with them, they cannot be left in the world to continue to harm living beings. If you insist on keeping them, you can, but after I return to the sect, I will report to the sect and ask them to come and deal with it." Du Feiyan said coldly.

Hearing this, Xia Daoming looked at Du Feiyan quite surprisingly and said: "Using the Qingyuan Sect to pressure me, good strategy!"

Du Feiyan raised her chin slightly, her peaks high, but her expression was indifferent: "I am just doing things according to the rules, I don't mean to pressure you with the Qingyuan Sect."

This girl just wants to pressure you, so what? If you have the ability, bite me!

"I didn't expect that you actually listened to what I said just now. If you had understood strategy when dealing with the evil cultivator earlier, how could it have come to this? But it's not too late to mend the fold after the sheep is lost, teachable, teachable!" Xia Daoming praised repeatedly, looking gratified.

"You..." Seeing this, Du Feiyan was so angry that her peaks rose and fell again.

"I am speaking the truth, don't be excited." Xia Daoming said hurriedly.

"Are you going to give it or not?" Du Feiyan gritted her teeth and said.

"Give, of course I'll give!" Xia Daoming said and immediately threw the Bone-Chilling Soul-Scaring Saber to Du Feiyan.

He really didn't take these three seriously, but the Qingyuan Sect was a behemoth, and he definitely couldn't afford to offend them.

Those who know the times are heroes. Xia Daoming wasn't stupid enough to have to clash hard with the Qingyuan Sect for a little bit of evil cultivator's things.

Moreover, he knew best where Wu Rong's "real estate" was. That share was the big one!

"And the storage bag!" Du Feiyan got the Bone-Chilling Soul-Scaring Saber, her anger subsided a bit, and she pointed her finger at the storage bag in Xia Daoming's hand and said.

"The fairy also said just now that it was because she was worried about demonic things remaining in the world to harm living beings, so my harvest must be handed over." Xia Daoming said.

"That's right." Du Feiyan nodded subconsciously.

"But this storage bag thing is definitely not some evil magic treasure, and some things in this storage bag, such as some spiritual medicines, or spirit stones, are definitely not demonic things that can harm living beings, right?"

"That's right!" Du Feiyan continued to nod subconsciously, but immediately realized something was wrong.

Sure enough, following that, Xia Daoming said: "Since that's the case, you leave the harmless things like the storage bag to me, and you take the rest.

Anyway, your Qingyuan Sect is one of the three major cultivation sects of the Great Liang Kingdom, you wouldn't covet this little wealth I painstakingly harvested, right?"

Du Feiyan only then suddenly realized that this guy had made so many things and said so much, and his target was actually here.

However, just as Du Feiyan realized, Lan Xue on the side had already subconsciously blurted out: "That's for sure!"

"You..." Du Feiyan and Bai Jianpeng glared at Lan Xue.

"Did I say something wrong? He killed the person, and he did save our lives, and these things are handed over, the sect will definitely have rewards, and there is also Wu Rong's head, we can also take it to collect the bounty, we should always let him have some harvest!" Lan Xue said very aggrievedly.

"You..." Du Feiyan and Bai Jianpeng were completely speechless.

"I almost forgot that Wu Rong's head can also be used to collect the bounty. This bounty must be very high, right?" Xia Daoming immediately

said.

"Not high!"

"Of course it's high!"

Different voices sounded suddenly.

And then the scene suddenly fell silent.

Bai Jianpeng and Du Feiyan had the urge to strangle Lan Xue.

"Forget it, forget it, you all put in a lot of effort after all, you take the bounty, you just need to take away the things in this storage bag that will harm living beings, and leave the rest to me. It's a loss, it's a loss." Soon, Xia Daoming waved his hand very generously.

Saying this, he handed the storage bag to Lan Xue, and said in a very gentle and magnetic voice: "Please help me count it, fairy."

This girl is beautiful and kind, and also honest and cute. Xia Daoming trusts her.

"No problem." Lan Xue took the storage bag and revealed two rows of white, neat teeth and shallow dimples toward Xia Daoming.

Bai Jianpeng and Du Feiyan watched this scene, gritting their teeth, but finally watched silently and said nothing.

Trees need bark, people need face!

After all, they were disciples of a big sect. They had already been put in a difficult position by Xia Daoming earlier, and now they had their bottom line exposed by their own people. If they insisted on arguing with Xia Daoming about wealth, it would really be somewhat shameful.

Lan Xue took the storage bag, tossed it back and forth for almost the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, sweat dripping from her forehead, and only then did she let out a long breath: "Finally wiped away the spiritual sense imprint Wu Rong left on it."

After saying this, she slightly circulated her magic power and poured the bag mouth downward.

"Clatter!"

A pile of things poured out.

There were fifty spirit stones that were crystal clear and could faintly see spiritual mist flowing inside, a small bag of spiritual rice, three four-hundred-year-old Fengyao grasses and four other spiritual medicines Xia Daoming didn't recognize, three pill bottles, five ancient books, and some daily clothes and scattered silver money.

Bai Jianpeng and Du Feiyan couldn't be considered wealthy cultivators, and seeing that pile of things on the ground, their eyes turned a bit red.

Lan Xue also froze for a moment, a look of reluctance flashing in her eyes, but she still picked up the three pill bottles and five ancient books to look at them.

After looking, Lan Xue handed one of the pill bottles and one of the ancient books to Xia Daoming and said: "The pill bottle contains 'Snow Lotus Clear Soul Pills', which are used by cultivators to condense the soul and strengthen spiritual sense. They should also be somewhat useful for you martial artists, and they are not evil pills.

And this scroll records some simple and basic formation knowledge. Speaking of which, it's useless for you to hold it. If you are willing, we can exchange it with you for silver money or some pills that can improve martial artists' cultivation.

The remaining two bottles of pills are all refined using evil methods, which are against heaven and harmony, and are not suitable for you martial artists to eat, as it is easy to lose your nature, so I won't give them to you. And these four books are all evil and vicious evil arts and cultivation techniques, and I can't give them to you either.

The rest of the things belong to you. However, you practice martial arts, and the storage bag and spirit stones are useless for you to hold, but you can exchange them for some spiritual medicines and spiritual rice, which is good for improving your cultivation. However, I don't have that much spiritual rice and spiritual medicine on hand to exchange with you for these things."

"Thank you, fairy, you are truly beautiful and kind, a clear stream in the cultivation world, a beautiful landscape. I don't know who will be lucky enough to become a companion with you in the future!" Xia Daoming praised while honestly accepting the pill bottle and the books.

"Where, where, you are overpraising, overpraising." Lan Xue had never been praised so shamelessly to her face, and she was blushing, waving her hands repeatedly.

Bai Jianpeng and Du Feiyan looked up at the sky, speechless.

Ji Yuanzhen and the others curled their lips somewhat disdainfully.

What a sin, such a pure and kind fairy, how could you bear to use sweet words to deceive her!

After taking the pill bottle and the books, perhaps Xia Daoming's conscience was awakened, so he specially poured out a "Snow Lotus Clear Soul Pill" and took five spirit stones, stuffing them into Lan Xue's hand and saying: "This time, fairy, you have suffered heavy losses, I express my deep regret, you take these!"

"This, this..." Lan Xue was somewhat at a loss.

"It's okay, you take it! I still have plenty here!" Xia Daoming said.

"Then I won't be polite, thank you!" Lan Xue said happily, her gaze toward Xia Daoming becoming different.

This person is far less handsome than Bai Bai, but his heart is really good. He knows that I suffered heavy losses this time and actually took the initiative to give me things.

Watching Lan Xue's happy appearance, Bai Jianpeng and Du Feiyan were completely speechless.

"You're welcome. By the way, fairy, can we martial artists really not use this storage bag?" Xia Daoming asked.

"You are already a Martial Arts Grandmaster at such a young age, very powerful. I can't afford your address of fairy, just call me Lan Xue or Miss Lan." Lan Xue said.

"That's fine, Little Sister Lan, can we martial artists really not use this storage bag?" Xia Daoming asked.

Uh!

Everyone's gaze toward Xia Daoming was somewhat stunned.

People clearly just asked you to call them by their name or Miss, and you actually called them Little Sister! This face...

Lan Xue froze for a moment, but was too embarrassed to correct him, and instead replied with a blushing face: "The use of storage bags is different from general magic treasures. Its use is mainly related to the use of spiritual sense, so the use of storage bags does not require much magic power from us.

Just attach spiritual sense to magic power, and it is very easy to control the storage bag. But you martial artists have no magic power, and storage bags are incompatible with energy. Without borrowing energy, directly wanting to open and use the storage bag with spiritual sense requires very high requirements for spiritual sense, unless you reach the Grandmaster realm.

It is said that a Grandmaster's spiritual sense will reach a relatively powerful level, and it seems that they can use storage bags. However, my knowledge is limited, and these are all hearsay, I don't know if it's true or false. I'll help you ask!"

Lan Xue said, turning her head to look at Bai Jianpeng.

"Bai Bai, is it like this?"

Hearing this, Bai Jianpeng almost didn't spray a mouthful of old blood, and he didn't say a word with a gloomy face.

He just broke his whip and humiliated him several times, and now he still wants him to answer? No way!

"Bai Bai probably doesn't know either. Then Xu Shixiong Sister Du, do you know?"

Seeing that Bai Jianpeng didn't answer, Lan Xue turned to Du Feiyan.

"That's it, the matter is over, we should go!" Du Feiyan said impatiently.

"Okay!" Lan Xue nodded, and then said to Xia Daoming with an apologetic face: "Sorry, my Xu Shixiong and Xu Shixiong Sister also don't know very well."

"I..." Bai Jianpeng and Du Feiyan rolled their eyes in anger.

The update is finished today, continuing to beg for monthly tickets.

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