A small monk Buddha light lingered in his hand, and he pulled vigorously by holding the heavy lock of the dark iron.

The bluestone slab looks extremely heavy, and the volume area is also extremely large and heavy, but it is still pulled little by little, making a creaking grinding sound.

Among the monks, Buddhist cultivation is already an extremely powerful category of body refining.

Only second only to the hard tempering of physical cultivation, the supporting exercises make their physical strength strong enough to be dominant among the human race.

Brahma, as the reincarnation of the Buddha cultivated by the Leiyin Temple, is naturally not far behind.

Not to mention, this task is just right for him.

But Ning Qingqiu was still a little dissatisfied.

She muttered and bit her ears with Seven Nights: "Your malice towards him is so obvious, isn't it a surprise." ”

She didn't think that in the current small group, there would be more people who favored them than the little monks.

It is clear that they were all invited by the little monk, no matter what, other people's trust in the little monk is far more important than theirs, unless Qiye and her want to suppress people with force, otherwise, they have no conclusive evidence to prove that the little monk has bad intentions, then it is slander and framed, and no one will be on their side.

Although Ning Qingqiu didn't think that she really wanted to tear her face, and the opposition of others could hurt them a single hair, but from her heart, she didn't want to hurt her feelings with the red sleeves, at least one cooperation, she still had a sense of identity.

Playing the snake seven inches, she adheres to this principle, either she doesn't shoot, if she does, she will definitely not give people a chance to turn the tables.

Qiye did this, she really couldn't figure it out.

Qiye chuckled in her ear in a low voice, indescribably proud, with a sense of indifference that looked down on the world.

"I'm still afraid that he won't make it?"

Full of scorn and contempt.

"If he really dares to do it, I have to admire his courage. ”

"I asked him to open the bluestone slab, it's entirely because you can't stand the cold aura of the Nine Yin Xuan Ice Iron, he is a body refining Buddha cultivator, which just comes in handy. You see that his palms are golden and as hard as steel, and you know that he has practiced the powerful vajra palm of Leiyin Temple, which is the pinnacle of Buddhism, I don't care, other people don't dare to underestimate it. ”

Ning Qingqiu silently watched the reaction of the idiot and the others, and saw that they were also quite surprised, that is, they knew that everyone had not noticed that the little monk had practiced this kung fu before, and this time the little monk showed it, everyone had a bottom in their hearts, no matter whether everyone was a friend or an enemy in the future, they all had a number in their hearts, so that they would not regret it late at the end of the day, and they didn't know anything.

But—

Seven Nights' care for her is really meticulous.

In fact, in addition to being a little reckless before, she didn't think about being cautious after that, just now she was already ready to use the Clear Glass Fire, where was she as reckless as he thought?

While being angry, my heart is sweet, which is really tender.

The powerful Vajra palm of the Buddhist family shook Kyushu, naturally it is not covered, even if the little monk did not fully practice the great power of the Yuanying, it is already shaking the bluestone slab, when there is really a little bit of courage to pull out the mountain and cover the world, and his white and childish appearance is quite inconsistent, so walking outside, the old man, children, women, the three categories can not be provoked, monks, nuns, Taoist priests are to stay away, the ancients are honest and do not deceive!

The swarthy hole was exposed, the little monk grinned, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he didn't have the cold and weird silence that he had before, but wanted to return to his previous state, but Ning Qingqiu didn't feel at ease, but was a little more vigilant.

The blue skirt is like a lotus flower in the water, gently blooming and closing with her steps, it is simply a dynamic picture of a hundred flower beauties, but she is holding a sharp sword, and her face is like frost, but it is the cold and arrogant state of ice and snow that cannot be bullied, and the body of a lady is the color of killing.

"Let's go, let's go and see how many good treasures this dragon has buried, and when the time comes, everyone will have a share, and everyone will share it equally!"

They had a lot to say about the interest planning before, but in general, it was according to the unspoken rules to divide the interests equally, of course, the main contributors and team builders should take more shares.

Ning Qingqiu should have taken the lion's head this time, if it weren't for her, Dark Moon Dragon would not have given the head so easily, but she took the initiative to say that it was divided, then the rest of the people were naturally smiling, what should not be taken is indeed not taken, but if it is not cheaply delivered, it is a real hypocritical person, and the loose cultivation is not such a style, so they all thanked him: "Ning Daoyou is righteous!"

Completely leave the previous conflicts and contradictions behind.

Since the little monk himself is not angry and cooperates like this, then what do other people care, isn't it a dog meddling with a mouse?

As a monk, you should have the righteousness, but if you want to take charge of everything and let others call the shots, then you have nothing to do and find a problem.

Smart people, don't do stupid things.

Several people snaked down into the depths of the earth.

It was dark and damp, but it was built very wide and plain, and along the road, they soon came to a deep and vast cavern.

Countless totem runes are carved, the night pearl merman lamp is extremely bright, countless rare treasures are piled up like a mountain, the dragon family loves the shining treasures, so there are countless spirit stones and gems, and they are placed everywhere like a small mountain, and people are dizzying.

"Developed!"

Red Sleeves was overjoyed.

Although everyone knew that this time it should be a great gain, but seeing so much wealth in front of them, no one could be indifferent, even Ning Qingqiu's eyes were attracted by some strange gems.

No wonder countless monks in ancient times wanted to slay dragons, this is not only a time to show military feats, not only can be famous in the world, these treasures alone are worth the hardships of the fare, if you want to be rich, you can rob the dragon clan, this is undoubtedly a good way.

Killing people and setting fire to the gold belt, but killing the dragon is a lot of benefits, fame, wealth, what do you want!

A few people roughly divided the area, and it seemed that there was almost an average value, that is, they each opened the Qiankun bag and put it in their pockets, although Ning Qingqiu was not so happy, this was originally the purpose of their coming here.

"Seven nights, you helped me refine the heart refining sword, I also want to exchange gifts, this time I made a fortune, when we go out to the Shenluo Secret Realm, I will definitely give you a gift back, you just wait and see!"

Her small chin was raised high, a beauty like white mountains and black water, her eyes were shining, her eyebrows were far away and the mountains were green, and she was full of softness when she saw Qiye, she reached out and pinched the tip of her delicate nose, and her voice was soft and clear: "Okay, I'll wait." ”