"Why do you have to get angry with Brother Huang? We have joined forces before to break into Baiyuan. Brother Huang has already obtained the green snail and wants to get this green carp. I'm too greedy." Bai Yijia smiled and slowly emerged from a distance. Huang Gongyun snorted coldly and said, "The stalactites in Baiyuan are kind enough to let you block this green carp. You are going to make things difficult for me instead of losing the identity of a disciple of the aristocratic family."

Bai Yijia was not angry when he heard this. He walked slowly over, followed by four people with different expressions. A colorful silk flew out of the sleeves of a palace girl, who wanted to escape in the air, and stood behind Bai Yijia.

Bai Yijia walked to a place more than ten feet away from Huang Gongyun and stopped. He didn't look at Huang Gongyun's expression, and said to the river, "The ten-year period is coming soon, and the Biyuan Cave is about to be opened." Huang Gongyun's face, who was originally cold, suddenly changed and looked at Bai Yijia with an incredible look. Bai Yijia seemed not surprised by this, his lips were turned, but no sound came out. Huang Gongyun's expression changed constantly like a book, and finally became calm.

Huang Gongyun was silent for a while, then looked at Bai Yijia deeply, turned around and left without saying a word, and then disappeared by the river. He didn't even look at Bi Li, who was still struggling by Cai Ling. As Huang Gongyun left, Bai Yijia's smile gradually calmed down. He said lightly to the girl in the harem behind him, and then stepped out a few steps. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared by the gurgling river. The four people led by Bai Yijia immediately followed Bai Yijia.

Xu Yao, who was hiding beside him, looked pale. When Bai Yijia left, he deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the direction where Xu Yao was hiding. Xu Yao was immediately scared and sweated. He didn't dare to make any moves all over. He even began to deliberately suppress his breathing. Fortunately, Bai Yijia didn't know if he had not completely discovered Xu Yao and did not come. Generally, monks were hostile to the monks hiding near him, like bones in their throats, and they were unhappy without removing them. So Xu Yao was also very nervous just now.

As Bai Yijia left, Xu Yao put down his guard and began to think about the conversation between the two people by the river just now, but after thinking for a while, he was still confused. The main reason was that he needed to know nothing about the Bai Yuan and Bi Yuan Cave in the two of them. The two monsters, Bi Luo and Bi Li, had never contacted each other before.

Xu Yao frowned secretly. Xu Yao thought he had a deep understanding of the Riven Demon Valley, but now he thought that with these disciples from aristocratic families who were deeply rooted in the sect for many years, they were not only more than apart in terms of innate conditions of practice, but also had a hard time. It seems that they had to go to the library to make up for it. There was not enough time. Xu Yao shook his head, no longer just wasted his thoughts, and turned around and left.

Three days later, on the top of an unknown mountain, the misty bushes were covered with morning dew, and a very ordinary vine began to move like a spider, slowly moving towards the edge of the cliff. It was about to leave the bushes, but suddenly broke out from the ground with one hand and grabbed the vine hard.

The vine began to struggle wildly, and each root stretched out its jagged fangs, but the hand holding the vine was unmoved. With the force, the vine that was struggling wildly seemed to have been exhausted in an instant, and the branches that seemed extremely ferocious for a moment fell down weakly. At this time, a pretty boy in a black Taoist robe broke out from the ground and spit out the grass roots in his mouth. It was Xu Yao undoubtedly.

Xu Yao looked at the vine that looked a bit ferocious in his hand and twitched. This ghost-faced vine was one of Xu Yao's two collection tasks. The ghost-faced vine was usually very ordinary. If you parasiticly tangled and killed an ancient tree, you would have a more beard. It is usually no different from ordinary vines, but only when it is foggy, you like to move a cliff and capture it requires a lot of patience.

For the sake of this ghost-faced vine with more than ten beards, Xu Yao has been wandering around for about half a month. Fortunately, the collection was successful in the end, which is worth the trip. Xu Yao put the ghost-faced vine in his hand into the pot, moved his muscles and bones in place, and began to ponder. The materials Xu Yao had collected seventy-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-sized pots, and the space in the pot of more than three feet in size was full, and the only thing left was the collection of a century-old sweet-spirit herb.

Gan Lingxie is a relatively common spiritual plant, and it belongs to the prescription of some low-level elixirs. However, once a hundred years of time, the main medicines of some low-level elixirs can be made. In particular, the prescriptions of some relatively high-level elixirs often appear in the prescriptions of some relatively high-level elixirs, and the value is relatively high. In the Riven Demon Valley, only some places that are rarely visited can retain the century-old elixirs.

However, Xu Yao had already made some sense before taking on this task. Based on Xu Yao's understanding of the outer valley, there are still some places where the disciples are unwilling to enter, which may be the retention of the century-old Gan Lingcao. Xu Yao thought about it for a while and then floated away.

Five days later, a black figure swept past in a vast jungle. At the time, the overwhelming red demon ant behind him seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred with him, following closely behind, as if a red wave, trying to subdue the black figure in front of him. The two chased and fled, slowly disappeared into the jungle......

Eight days later, in a slush slug, a black figure cut through the water from under the mud, and a young man with purple face fled out of panic, with a burst of angry hissing from behind......

Half a month later, in a lava cave in the wilderness, Xu Yao looked at the lava lizard in front of him, smiled slightly, and drew out his magic sword. Half a day later, Xu Yao sat cross-legged in the cave, oblivious to the lizard corpse of more than ft. Next to him, he began to quietly recall every bit of his past month.

That's right, Xu Yao went to the dangerous place where he thought there might be some Gan Ling Grass. He didn't find the century-old Gan Ling Grass. Instead, he made himself dirty and was poisoned by the fog swamp, and almost told him to write it in. However, thinking of a crocodile egg that was still lying quietly in the pot, Xu Yao could only comfort himself, how could he get a tiger's son if he didn't enter the tiger's den.

Xu Yao came to the outer valley this time and took on five tasks, namely collecting wild bulls and bull yellows, investigating the survival status of the iron wire snake tribe and the three-eyed demon toad tribe, collecting thorn monster bird tail feathers, collecting ghost-faced vines over ten beards, and collecting century-old sweet spirit herbs.

Although the first four tasks have gone through twists and turns, they were still completed without any danger. However, Xu Yao has been running around for almost a month, but there is still no sign of it. Thinking of this, Xu Yao's brows began to frown slowly. They have been searching for so long. If they want to give up, they must be a lot of unwilling to give up. Moreover, 20% of the tasks are rewarded and contributed.
Chapter completed!