Chapter 152: Dividing the Wine

When Mo Qianli finally came back to his senses, the first sentence was: "My mother, I was almost sucked dry!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at Mo Qianli speechlessly: "Can you go?" Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mo Qianli finally came to his senses, took another sip of wine, stood up, and smacked his lips: "Fortunately, there is this monkey wine, otherwise I would have to meditate for a long time." ”

The two of them walked out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and when Mo Qianli saw the big pit in the mountain road, a trace of shock appeared on his face: "This immortal branch is so terrifying!"

After thinking about it, he regretted jumping his feet: "I finally got this branch, but I only killed a monkey king, it's not worth it!"

"If it weren't for the strange shape of the land here, you wouldn't want to kill a monkey king. Liu Qinghuan poured cold water on him: "If you want to be outside, if you want to stand there and shoot arrows, I'm afraid you will die ten times or eight times." ”

Mo Qianli thought about it, and he was right! But he was still not convinced: "I can't cultivate now." If I cultivate higher, it is not a matter of flicking my fingers to shoot it. ”

The two of them fought all the way and flew out of the stone path and flew out of the mountains. They hadn't forgotten that there was a large group of Aoki demon monkeys that might catch up.

After flying out of this mountain range, they stopped, chose a suitable place to set up a protective circle, and then breathed their own breathing.

Half a day later, Mo Qianli excitedly looked at the six rough stone jars in front of him and asked, "Brother Liu, how do you divide them?"

Liu Qinghuan, who was sitting on the side, said: "These cylinders are big and small, some have all turned into wine, and some are only half out. It would be a pity if we only took wine now, the spirit flowers and spirit fruits in it were all excellent things. Let's just divide it in a stone jar. ”

Mo Qianli thought for a while and felt reasonable: "Yes." And the longer the wine is soaked, the better the effect should be. ”

In the end, after weighing the two of them, they divided the four vats with wine equally. About one person can get four or five gourds of monkey wine.

Of the remaining two, Liu Qinghuan gave up the other one that had already been out of the wine and chose the one that had just been brewed.

Mo Qianli said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Liu, this time I took advantage of you." ”

Liu Qinghuan put away the jar and said, "What do you mean by taking advantage of me? Although I haven't drunk yet, I'm much bigger than yours, so I should say that I took advantage of you. ”

That being said, no one knows if these stone jars can continue to make wine without the lair of the Aoki demon monkey.

"Again. Liu Qinghuan continued: "If it weren't for your arrow this time, we wouldn't have been able to destroy the Monkey King so easily, and you should have more points." ”

"Hey, hey. Mo Qianli smiled: "That's a good thing......!

He said solemnly: "Although the power of the Immortal Exterminating Branch is amazing, with my current strength, I can only barely send it out, and I can't do anything else." If it weren't for Brother Liu's life risking his life to block the Monkey King in the mountain road, the demon monkey would have fled without a trace when I pulled the bow. ”

"Oh. Liu Qinghuan clutched his storage bag expressionlessly: "Those iron needle cactus seeds have been used up by me, don't you want to go back!"

Mo Qianli laughed: "It's easy to say." Brother Liu, what are you going to do next?"

"Keep hunting monsters. ”

"Ah, me too!" Mo Qianli pretended to be surprised: "Let's go, let's go together, hahaha." ”

Liu Qinghuan knew that he had met a scoundrel.

He took out the record jade pendant, checked his contribution points, and was surprised to find that there were more than three hundred more points.

Mo Qianli also took out the jade pendant to check it, and exclaimed: "Why did I suddenly have so many more contribution points?"

"I've got a lot more, probably because we killed the Aoki Demon Monkey before. ”

"But we didn't kill many, did we?"

Liu Qinghuan guessed: "At that time, there was a fire in the valley, and many demon monkeys who were choked by the smoke were buried in the fire, and probably these were also considered as contribution points. ”

Mo Qianli patted his leg and said regretfully: "I knew that this would work, if we drove all the monkeys in the mountains and forests outside into the valley......"

Liu Qinghuan rolled her eyes, stood up and walked out.

"Eh, Brother Liu, where are you going?" Mo Qianli hurriedly caught up.

Since then, Liu Qinghuan and Mo Qianli have been hunting demon beasts in the Qu Yan Swamp. The efficiency of the two people is much higher than that of one person, and after the battle of the Monkey King, the two have also cultivated some tacit understanding, and they are even more successful in killing.

There are really a lot of strange things on Mo Qianli's body, and the spiritual weapons he uses are even more strange.

Once, after killing a demon beast, when Mo Qianli put away his spiritual weapon, Liu Qinghuan really couldn't hold back and asked, "Mo Qianli, you won't be a woman pretending, right?"

Mo Qianli's face darkened, and he said in a rough voice, "Brother Liu, what do you mean?"

Liu Qinghuan pointed to the emerald hairpin in his hand: "I see that many of the spiritual weapons you make are only used by female cultivators......"

As soon as he said this, Mo Qianli couldn't help but vomit bitterness: "Brother Liu, my life is so miserable! You don't know the pain of being in a sect that is almost all women. In the Xingyue Palace, plus I only have a few male cultivators, I live a miserable life every day! Tsk! I am surrounded by a group of senior sisters and sisters every day, and Yingying Yanyan is so noisy that my ears are almost deaf......"

Liu Qinghuan said succinctly: "Tell the point!"

Mo Qianli was deflated: "The spiritual weapons of the Star Moon Palace are all in this style. ”

Liu Qinghuan patted him on the shoulder sympathetically and said nothing. The disciples of the Star Moon Palace he knew, except for Mo Qianli, there was only one Mu Yinyin left, but Mu Yinyin was a cultivator, and he hadn't seen her use other spiritual weapons.

Thinking of Mu Yinyin, Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and he returned to normal as soon as he turned his head.

They took the materials from the corpses of the demon beasts that could be sold as spirit stones, and continued to look for the next one.

And in the Qu Yan Swamp, there are not many monks like Liu Qinghuan and Mo Qianli who hunt demon beasts, and the number continues to increase.

The first- and second-order demon beasts of the Qu Xuan Swamp were completely devastated. No matter how strong the demon beast is, if it kills a monk who comes to attack, another one comes, and if it kills a pair, another team comes.

Since the Boundary War, more than 100,000 years ago, the Qu Death Swamp has never been so lively. A steady stream of monks entered the swamp from all directions, killing or being killed when they saw monsters.

The swamp is full of life-and-death struggles between humans and monsters, either you die or I die. The blood dripping from the ground didn't know if it belonged to a monk or a demon beast.

And so another month and a half passed.

The eyes of the entire Yunmengze Continent were focused on Qu Yan Swamp and Haoyuan City.

In the past few days, Haoyuan City found that there were suddenly more sect monks in the city. The second group of disciples sent by various sects has arrived one after another in these days, and the number is even greater than the first.

When the Hongmeng Colorful Dapeng entered Haoyuan City, countless monks looked up and watched.

"Oh, what a big bird!"

"I know that this bird belongs to the Wen Shi faction!"

Because Dapeng was too big, he wandered around Haoyuan City twice, but he couldn't find a place to land. Nanshan Square is now overcrowded, and there is not even a place to plug in.

Several people flew out from the mountain peaks in the city, guiding the Roc to descend to the top of the mountain.

This time, the Wenshi Sect sent a full 500 people, nearly 100 disciples of Zhuji, 7 people in the Dan Period, and the leader of the team was also replaced by Yuanying Elder Mingyangzi.

Ji Yue, Mei Qingzhen, and Wen Songzhen, who came in a hurry, hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.

Ji Yue was different from others, he held the gift of a disciple, and stepped forward to bow: "Master." ”

Mingyangzi nodded, but turned his head to look into the distance.

"Haha, Zhang Daoyou, you are the latest to come this time. Before the person arrived, he saw the Shaoyang Sect Ling Yangjun flying out of a large hall on the top of the mountain, and greeted him with a smile.

Behind him, Shanhua Zhenjun, the leader of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, also followed: "Mingyangzi Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many years, but your demeanor is still the same!"

Chu Zhiqiu of the Ziwei Sword Pavilion, the Flying Phoenix Fairy of the Hidden Immortal Sect, and several Yuanying Zhenjun and Jiedan Zhenren of other sects all came out one by one.

Ming Yangzi arched his hand and smiled: "Fellow Daoists are polite. ”

After everyone saw the ceremony, Shanhua Zhenjun made a gesture of invitation: "Daoist friends have come just in time, we are discussing the recent changes in the situation in the Quyan Swamp, please go here." ”

Ming Yangzi nodded, turned to Ji Yue behind him and said, "You take the disciples back to the sect station first." ”

Ji Yue and the others sent a group of Yuanying monks away, and then they greeted and flew to the place where Wen Shi was stationed with all the disciples.