After walking through the forest for five days, the two of them had already picked spirit grass worth more than 200 spirit stones. Although it is not as good as the Valley of Thousand Medicines, it is already a small harvest in a land hundreds of miles away from the city.

The two of them did not encounter robbery along the way, and several monks with similar cultivation just passed by.

Except, of course, for the two panicked little sheep on the first day.

He Miaomiao cleaned up the two storage bags and found that there were three thousand seven hundred light spirit stones, and there were talismans and pills in them.

She and He Quanling had never seen the talisman, and they originally wanted to try their power, but they were safe and sound all the way, and there was no use at all.

When she was in Fulong City, she had heard that the power of the talisman was extremely powerful, and if she threw ten or eight sheets, she would instantly kill the late stage of Qi refining.

After she turned out twenty golden sword talismans, she couldn't help but be glad that He Quanling reacted quickly, and stopped their movements with one move, plus her own golden needles were explosive, so they didn't have a chance to trigger them.

Otherwise, it would be the two of them who are lying in the ground at the moment.

In the Qinglang realm, the talisman is also divided into one to three levels, and each level is divided into four grades: lower, middle, and upper.

Wei Yunxin and the nameless boy's golden sword talisman is a first-order high-grade good product, and each one must be sold for at least fifty spirit stones.

This throw is a spirit stone, and the two unanimously decided that they would never use it until the moment to save their lives.

In addition to the twenty golden sword talismans, there were also six bottles of Replenishing Spirit Pill and six bottles of Blood Returning Pill in the storage bag, and what made He Miaomiao most excited was two bottles of Gathering Spirit Pill that could help advance.

There is a word difference between the Gathering Spirit Pill and the Replenishing Pill, but it is a world of difference! The Replenishing Pill is the most basic elixir, a bottle of ten pills only costs fifty spirit stones, and one Gathering Spirit Pill requires fifty spirit stones!

If these two bottles of Juling Pill are sold, it will be more promising to buy medicine for He Zhengchu!

There are also some jumble knick-knacks in the storage bag. Lighting stones, a few first-order high-grade spirit grasses, and two sets of first-order mid-grade defensive robes.

He Miaomiao didn't plan to keep it for herself.

She righteously told He Quanling that no matter how poor she is, she can't be without ambition! What kind of hero is wearing the old clothes of the defeated generals!

Actually, the main thing is...

That gauze skirt is the big red that she is most annoying about! It looks like He Yanxin when she wears it! It is better to sell it!

After killing those two, she had no fear. Even if Wei Yunxin's father was the city lord, she was only a little worried.

The law of the jungle is a truth she has understood since she was a child.

In ordinary small towns, there are all kinds of unknown plots and battles, not to mention the immortal cultivation realm with high mana and scarce resources.

Either you kill me, or I kill you, today the treasure is in his hands, and tomorrow he will change the owner.

What if a gentleman like him just now has more resources? If he doesn't have enough strength to come out and provoke, he will only become the soul of someone else's subordinates.

He Yanxin once told her that even if she is unscrupulous, she must live!

This sentence left an extremely deep impression on her heart, and she has been doing so ever since.

Even if she wants to curry favor with He Yanxin, who imprisons her, She Quanling, who has to endure insults and kill her, and those low-level monks who dare to provoke, she doesn't care!

She doesn't want to take the initiative to kill, but if someone offends her, even if she has to endure the humiliation, she will fight back.

What's more, everything in the immortal cultivation world has spirituality, flowers and trees can also be cultivated, not to mention demon beasts and spiritual things, collecting spiritual grass, hunting demon beasts, and refining spiritual objects, doesn't it also destroy their path and hurt their lives?

Who stipulates that the life of a person is heavier?

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, He Miaomiao and He Quanling have seen since childhood all cruel realities, and these realities do not allow them to be hypocritical.

......

The same idea is naturally not only He Miaomiao and He Quanling, but also He Zhengchu, who has a similar experience and even grew up in a more hostile environment.

He was worried about He Miaomiao's spiritual sense, and he was far behind him all the way, and he didn't even take the opportunity to fight with Wei Yunxin.

He quietly solved a lot of monks who were following him along the way, so that He Miaomiao and He Quanling arrived here without worry, and he couldn't tell what kind of mentality he was.

Early in the morning of the sixth day, he saw the two of them marching forward vigilantly, and finally did not want to wait any longer.

"What if we get along for a few months? If I change places, they will do the same to me! I'm not greedy for different fires... I'm just trying to stay alive!"

"Their qualifications are not good, maybe it will be difficult to build a foundation! Sooner or later, it will be cheaper for others to take the different fire! It is better to use it for Dan to help me reach the top again!"

He Zhengchu kept meditating in his heart, and finally convinced himself completely.

Seeing that they were bending down to collect spirit grass, the silver dragon sword in his hand waved forward, and the sound of breaking the air immediately alarmed the two.

"Brother Zhengchu?!" He Miaomiao rolled on the ground several times before he could dodge the sword; He Quanling struggled even more, dodging left and right for a long time, desperately being slashed off by a sword wind to cut off a large piece of flesh before avoiding the fatal sword.

"Miao Miao, Quan Ling, don't blame me! If there is a way, I will never do this!"

Brush Brush Brush ... The sword wind pounced on the two mercilessly, He Miaomiao and He Quanling were powerless to resist at all, and they turned around and wanted to escape, but their backs were completely injured by the attack, and they finally fell to the ground.

In the twelfth layer of the Qi Refining Period plus magic weapons, they didn't have the strength to fight back at all.

"Brother Zhengchu, what are you doing? What can't you discuss? Do you have to be a killer?" He Miaomiao was shocked and angry, she had been together for so long, how could she say that she would change her face if she changed her face?!

He Zhengchu stared closely at the two people covered in blood, and the silver snake sword was in the air, but he had no intention of closing the momentum.

"I don't want to do that either... If you want to blame him, blame He Yanxin! I really need the Blood Melting Pill... I don't want to ...... either."

He approached step by step, and was only five feet away from the two of them before he stopped again.

He Miaomiao saw firmness, imperativeness, and ruthlessness on his face, but he didn't see the slightest "unwanted" and "unwilling".

"Brother Zhengchu..."He Miaomiao knew that it was impossible to turn around again, but she still held on to a glimmer of hope, "What do you need? We'll give it to you! Please spare our lives, we will leave Lingnan immediately, and we will definitely not be your enemy!"

"No... Miao Miao... All I want is your fire! Only you die... I can only live if you die!"

"It turned out to be for a different fire..."He Miaomiao felt an indescribable grievance and sadness, but she suddenly felt relieved.

Seeing him slowly raise his sword, He Miaomiao's eyes rolled slightly, glanced at He Quanling, and finally made up her mind.

Boom Boom Boom Boom .......

Twenty golden sword talismans mixed with orange fire shot at the opposite side...

"We're here to live, too..."Her murmur drifted away in the wind, and she didn't know whether she was persuading He Quanling or comforting herself.

Looking at the potholes on the ground and He Zhengchu, who was no longer alive, He Miaomiao was like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold.