The desert is extremely arid, but everything in the world is always difficult to escape the four words "things must be opposed", the drought is extreme, and the magic of creation will quietly appear, secretly condensing the essence of the source water, if no one interferes with it, this essence will slowly grow and develop, turning into a magical water vein.

This source water essence is called 'Tianshui Spiritual Essence'. It is the treasure that practitioners of the water path dream of.

The essence of the heavenly water spirit is difficult to find in the world, and it has to be found by great chance, and the average righteous path cultivator, even if they find it, they do not dare to pick it easily, this source water essence is the creation of heaven and earth, and it will become a water vein in the future, nourishing countless living beings, and picking it is undoubtedly self-harming creation, and it will be punished by heaven and will definitely die.

This Yellow Wind King doesn't know where he came from, and his cultivation is not very good, but he should have some natural skills to pick Tianshui Spirit Essence, and he has been running around in the desert for thousands of years, and when he sees Tianshui Spirit Essence, he picks it down, and he actually saves a few drops before and after. Liuliang estimates that even the Yellow Wind King himself may not know the value of this treasure, and it should be a good-looking and fun thing to collect, otherwise it will bring these treasures to the world, as long as people don't kill them, the great exercises will have already been exchanged for a stack and cultivated out of the climate.

But then again, the Yellow Wind King has collected so many Heavenly Water Spirit Essences, no wonder it was cursed by heaven, and it should have happened to run into Su Jing.

The desert is dry, the big lake that bursts out of the Tianshui Spirit Spirit Essence is leaking into the yellow sand, Su Jing and Liuliang fought hard, and finally found the other five small bottles, this harvest made the young man extremely happy, he didn't need this thing to cultivate the Golden Crow Yang Fire, but the mainstream inheritance of the Mountain Sword Sect was based on the water method, and if he brought this thing back to the Mountain Gate, he, the 'first-generation disciple', would not go home empty-handed.

The Tianshui spirit spirit spirit is picked and can't be planted back, of course, this good thing can't be wasted.

Su Jing was greedy, and Liuliang was even more of a wealth fan, it was far from enough to find the Tianshui Spirit Essence, the master and servant went into the water one by one, and most of the treasures of the Yellow Wind King were salvaged before they stopped.

The first bag opened a good thing, Su Jing was in good spirits, and went to open the Qiankun bag seized from the lizard monster again, but this time the golden black yang fire was sent over, and there was no movement in the sealing of the bag.

Su Jing increased his 'firepower', but no matter how hard he tried, the Jin Wuyang fire would enter the sea like a mud cow, and the treasure bag would not move.

The six two shopkeepers couldn't figure it out again, he had fought with the lizard monster and the Yellow Wind King, obviously the latter's Taoism was higher, Su Jing even opened the Yellow Wind King's bag, but he couldn't break the other, this thing didn't make sense...... If it doesn't make sense, it can't be opened, it can't be opened, Su Jing is not in a hurry, anyway, the bag is in his hands, whether there are mountains of gold and silver in it, or a pile of waste paper, sooner or later it will be his own, what's the hurry?

There was still water dripping from the hair and clothes, but fortunately, the show bag was not invasive, and the things inside were not wet. Su Jing swam in the lake for most of the day, his stomach was already hungry, and he took out a steamed bun from his bag and opened his mouth to bite it, but he didn't expect that when he heard a whooshing sound, the steamed bun was gone......

The steamed bun was gone, and Su Jing had two more notes in his hand, Lu Yajiu's handwriting. No need to ask, the steamed bun is transformed by Uncle Shi, similar to the technique of turning stones into gold.

The first note reads: After eating steamed buns, there will be a fate, after the sword mound chooses the sword, the woman in the yellow skirt of Shandong Ningcuibo can visit when she is free.

The second note reads: Another handwritten letter can be given to the yellow skirt, if she asks me, the green light is still in my hand, and the rest answer truthfully and there is another spell on this note, Su Jingcai spontaneously ignited and turned to ashes after reading it, and dissipated with the wind.

Uncle Shi is good everywhere, but he attaches too much importance to the word 'chance', almost to the point of hypocrisy, if he didn't happen to eat this steamed bun, Su Jing wouldn't have known that there was a woman in a yellow shirt in his life. What's even worse is that there are countless steamed buns in the satchel, and God knows which steamed buns are fake and have been manipulated by Uncle Shi. ...,

When Su Jing was breaking steamed buns one by one, the patriarch of the Crow Descendants came panting, and the little mute did not follow and was left in the stockade.

The patriarch came to the front and bowed: "I heard that the dumb man said that Engong was planning to leave the desert, the old man didn't have a taste in his heart, hey, thanks to your righteous action, eradicated the Yellow Wind King, don't you know, this demon will come to my red and black gang every few months to hunt, and he also has seven demon soldiers under him, called Ah Yi and Ah Er...... respectively."

The nature of the crow descendant will talk nonsense when he opens his mouth, Su Jing hurriedly interrupted: "Ah Yi to Ah Qi, I know." ”

"Isn't it just Ah Yi to Ah Qi, fortunately there are only seven, if there are seventy of us, we crows don't have to live... Engong doesn't have to hide it from me, someone went to Huangfeng Village to see it a while ago, and the seven demon soldiers were all killed, it must be a good deed you did... I know that Engong doesn't like noise, and I'm afraid of disturbing your old cultivation, so I haven't said anything, but Da En must repay it... You must always accept this thing. The patriarch took out an iron box from his bag and opened it, and inside was a golden feather peeking out of the middle and a map drawn on the skin.

Inevitably, there was a series of verbosity, removing countless nonsense, Su Jing understood the general meaning, when the crow descendants had not yet moved to the desert, the ancestor fire crow demon had come to visit these hybrid descendants, and left a map and a feather at that time, saying that if there was anything, you could follow the map to find it, and with this feather, you could pass through the mountain protection array.

The patriarch shook his head and sighed: "The ancestor's immortal mansion is thousands of miles away from us, and we can't go there at all, not to mention that his old man can help us once, and he doesn't take care of our descendants for generations, so the ancestor still decided to move into the desert, and these two things will be retained." It's useless for us to keep it, so it's better to give it to Engong, the fire crow clan never owes people favors, you take these two things to my ancestors, and its old man will thank you for us. ”

Su Jing has "Golden Crow Vientiane" in his hand, and there is the Lishan Sword Sect behind him, how can he covet the reward of the fire crow. But when I saw that feather, my heart moved slightly, and I secretly thought that I was practicing the Golden Crow Fire Method, and the Flame Crow was a bird with the blood of the Golden Crow, and if I had the opportunity to see it in the future, I might be able to confirm the exercises and help my own practice. The young man was not pretentious, and thanked him and took the map and the crow feather.

The patriarch's thank-you gift was not finished, and he waved his hand and pointed behind him, a group of young men and women who came with him: "This is the strong descendants of our village, according to the method left by our ancestors, trained into forty-nine pairs of crow guards, this is famous, called 'Winged Crows', it used to rely on them, and the Red and Black Gang could barely negotiate with the Yellow Wind King... Now that the monsters have been eradicated by Engong, there is no need to raise soldiers in the village, so let them grow old with you. Engong cultivates immortal spells, so naturally he can't use them to protect him, but when he encounters those Xiaoxiao who don't have long eyes, Engong's hands will stain his palms, so he will teach them a lesson... Oh, don't worry, if I let them talk about the stone, they won't be able to make noise, this is a good idea. ”

Ninety-eight crows were sturdy, divided into forty-nine pairs of men and women, the male was tall and strong, his long hair was tied into a ponytail, and the female was petite and black, but all of them were bald and a little wild. Both men and women have three characteristics: a red crow tattooed around the right eye, revealing the arrogance of a demon descendant, a black scimitar on his back, invisible at night, difficult to detect if he does not look closely, and a stone in his mouth... The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the woman's lips twitched, obviously trying to speak tightly, and she forced herself to endure it.

At a glance, these crow guards were indeed majestic, revealing an aura that was completely different from that of the Eastern Soil warriors.

Although they were 'given away', these crow guards were all eager and looked at Su Jing with blank eyes.

It is not difficult to understand that young people do not yearn for a prosperous place, although they live comfortably in the depths of this desert, but after all, it is too desolate, and it is really not interesting to be trapped in such a hopeless place for a lifetime.

Su Jing could understand their thoughts, and after thinking about it, he nodded slightly, and suddenly a strange sound came... It turned out to be a crow guard, seeing him nodding in agreement, he was excited, and then bit the stone between his teeth.

Anyway, the stone was also broken, and the crow guard simply knelt down with his fists clenched, and said loudly: "Thank you for the great grace of the lord for saving my clan, and then thank the lord for the grace of sheltering us, Wushang Jiu'an dares not to die!"

One broke the ring and opened his mouth, and the others did the same, all of them spit out stones, and ninety-eight people spoke at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, the quiet desert turned the sky upside down.