Chapter 50: Wind tolerance

The Qinglian lamp obtained in the Valley of the Sacred God not only has a world inside, but also can collect the monsters such as the pig and the king of the golden dragon, and can sense the position of the treasure. The more powerful the treasure, the greater the movement of the Qinglian lamp.
The beating of the Qinglian lamp made Ye Chuan suddenly come to the spirit.
What makes the Qinglian lamp beating is an extraordinary treasure. Haven’t stepped into the mine at Wuyimen. What good things are there at the foot?
Ye Chuan repeatedly walked back and forth, probably determining the direction of the treasure. However, it is a bogey that this is a site of Wuyimen. Vaguely, I feel that the treasure is buried very deep, at least 100 meters underground.
"Ye Gongzi, what happened?" Liu Hong looked at Ye Chuan puzzledly, and the latter's abnormal behavior made people puzzled.
Ye Chuan looked up and smiled evilly. "Nothing, too tired, a little cramps!"
laugh!
Liu Hong’s nose, she will not believe Ye Chuan’s ghost words, Ye Chuan will cramps like this? It’s okay to run for three days and three nights. The speed is not fast. The body is not as strong as a buffalo. I don’t know how to cultivate it.
"Who? Dare to swear at me!"
On the high watchtower, there was a sudden violent drunk, and a figure flew down from the top of the tower that was hundreds of meters high. On the head and feet, when I saw the head hitting the ground, the body suddenly swayed with the wind, and then I went to the eyes of the two people, and cultivated the wind of Wuyimen.
A gray-brown old man like a thin bamboo scorpion seems to suddenly emerge from the void, staring at Ye Chuan coldly. When he glanced at him, Ye Chuan had a feeling of being stared by a poisonous snake. This feeling is not strange to him, and he felt it in the three elders of Zongmen. However, the three elders are still covering up, but the old man in gray is not disguised.
"The wind grows old, it is me." Liu Hong stepped forward and stood tall, and the double peak that had risen to jump out was more drum.
The gray-haired old man greedily glanced at Liu Hong's strong double peaks, and his eyes flashed through the heat. Pretending to see Liu Hong, who was on the side, bowed slightly. "It turned out to be Missy, and the wind was offended. This Who is the young man, and he is very raw. Is it a spy sent by a force? Come and pick him up and get into the prison!"
"Hey!"
A team of fully armed guards, brushed out and pulled out the sword, like a wolf like a tiger murderous.
Qingshichang is the largest mine in Wuyimen. It has the highest grade spar. It has always been regarded as a forbidden place by Wuyimen. It is strictly forbidden for outsiders to enter and leave. Here, there are not only the dizzying underground mines, but also the heavily guarded prisons. It is common practice to kill a few people.
"Slow, the wind grows old, this is the cloud disciple's disciple Ye Chuan." Liu Hong quickly explained.
Among the many elders in Wuyimen, the wind is the most ferocious, and if they don’t agree, they will kill them and kill them. Once, there was a team of outside disciples who just started to understand the rules. After going to the Qingshichang, things were not enough. As a result, he was killed on the spot. Hundreds of disciples, killing and killing, eyelids are not awkward, more terrible than the big devil in the wild world. Liu Hong has always done what she wants in Zongmen, but even she is afraid of the wind.
"What? The people of Yunwu Zong are still a generation of big disciples? That can't stay, kill innocent!"
The wind sighed and screamed, and the murderous man was like a sharp butcher. The right hand was empty, and a fierce wind knife screamed toward Ye Chuan, past the tip of the nose, leaving a deep scratch on the ground. If Ye Chuan is hiding a little slower, the entire head will be cut in half.
A good old dog, when you really meet, you have to kill!
Ye Chuan's eyes flashed a touch of cold light, killing the machine, and fully urging the swallowing of the body. The little pigs and the golden dragons of the Huai Shen Tong are in the Qinglian lamp, and they are ready to go. The murderous wind and the eyebrows jumped, and the oil came to a dangerous thought, and a scream, looking at Ye Chuan's eyes more fierce, more murderous.
In the district, a disciple of the military feels dangerous. For the wind, this is an unprecedented event. The idea of ​​killing Ye Chuan is even stronger!
This person can't stay!
Never leave!
The wind and the murder machine are prosperous, and there is a hurricane hovering in the body, which is faintly made into thousands of wind blades.
"Slow, stop! Wind elders, let's find someone, ask a few words and go."
Liu Hong was sideways in front of Ye Chuan, and his face was covered with a layer of frost. "Wind elders, I know that this is your place, but you can kill people at random, and you are free to commit crimes in Zongmen? In your eyes, Is there still my father? Is it, even today I have to kill together?"
"Hey, the wind can't bear it, Missy please take it easy. However, Qingshichang strictly forbids any outsiders to go in and out, and who to look for, Missy himself goes in and finds out, this cloud sect disciple is even, wait outside."
The wind forbearance slightly bowed to the ceremony, and after a cold sigh, he turned and walked away. The body swayed to the top of the tall tower, and a pair of cold eyes stared at Ye Chuan far away. Many guards from the swordsmanship also turned and left, but did not go far, one by one looking at Ye Chuan. Even if I know that Ye Chuan is brought by Miss Liu, there is no good face.
"Ye Gongzi, you wait here for a while, don't go away." Liu Hongyi said, Shizhanfeng quickly left, and went into the underground mine to find someone.
Behind him, Ye Chuan stood silently waiting outside the mine, and the wind and cold eyes were always staring at him.
This old guy is really tired!
Ye Chuan pretended not to know that Feng Ren had been staring at him, his face was calm, but his heart was more than a murderous machine, silently looking around the environment.
The Wuyimen practice is unique and has always been a top-notch killer. However, as a former sacred sacred monk, the secret method of Wuyimen is far from nothing for Ye Chuan. I really want to talk about the technique of assassination. I am afraid that no one is better than him. If it is not now that this body is limited, it is easy to kill the wind on the tower!
Liu Hongxing was in a hurry. It didn't take long to go back and brought back a message. "Ye Gongzi, I am sorry, my disciple Wu Feng said that the seeds are not in his hands, and all of them are sold at low prices to Hu Yupi."
"Is there a grain?" Ye Chuan was somewhat disappointed.
The big contest is about to begin. It was originally hoped that the Qingyang fruit will be restored to the next level. It seems that it is not expected. The bigger the disappointment, the bigger the disappointment.
"No, one is gone."
Liu Hong shook his head and paused. Then he said: "However, Wu Feng said that the seeds were inadvertently found near the shallow bay of Houshan. Perhaps you can go there and try your luck."

Repulse Bay?

Ye Chuan’s eyes lit up.
Well, I will go when I have time, thank you Miss Da.

"In the future, call me red. If you are tired, ask this news, say, how can you thank me?" Liu Hong smiled and looked at Ye Chuan, a pair of big eyes spring wave. The two disciples were incompetent, but she was very dedicated to Ye Chuan, and she did not know what to do.
"Here, in the place where I stand, there is a treasure in the ground. If you don't want to miss it, hurry up." Ye Chuan replied, the voice turned and left, and several ups and downs disappeared between the mountains.
After thinking about it, he still told his own discovery to Liu Hong. This place is the site of Wuyimen. It is very strict, and there is a wind and the mad dog guarding it. It is too difficult to dig up the treasures in the depths of the earth. On the other hand, I don’t want to owe Liu Hong’s feelings.
"Kid, how can you run faster and faster, can you run out of Miss's palm? Sooner or later, see how you are obedient."..."
Looking at the direction of Ye Chuan's departure, Liu Hong smiled and smiled in the overall situation. Then, a pair of talking big eyes stared at the place where Ye Chuan just stood. I can't see anything unusual when I look at it. I don't feel any abnormality in the soul. If there is any treasure in the underground, I haven't been dug by the old guy.
Liu Hong frowned, a little bit not convinced, but thought about it or crushed a letter to send a letter to Zongmen, let the father send a team of cronies.