Chapter 115 Jade Slips (please subscribe)
As soon as Manager Wang died, Wu Tao quickly and skillfully cleaned up the traces of fighting around him.
Then he withdrew the three-pole water-fire sword array and left quickly.
After all, Manager Wang is a disciple of the Qingling Sect. If he stays here for too long, something unexpected will inevitably happen. That's why Wu Tao made a quick decision and directly used the Three-pole Water-Fire Sword Formation.
"It's been three years, but Manager Wang has made no progress at all!"
"Three years ago it was the seventh level of Qi refining, but three years later it's still the seventh level?"
On the way back, Wu Tao was secretly suspicious, but he soon figured it out. In the late stage of Qi refining, it is not strange to break through to the first level in three to five years, unless he is a proud man of heaven.
But if Manager Wang was a proud man, he would not be a manager in a bitter and cold place like a mine. Instead, he would concentrate on training in the Qingling Sect. The sect would be satisfied without having to earn training resources. everything.
However, in general, Wu Tao finally had a clear idea of getting back what belonged to him.
Manager Wang only owes Wu Tao twenty pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.
Disciples of the Qingling Sect's main sect like Guanshi Wang would never treat casual cultivators as human beings.
Not only Qingling Sect, but also Wuquan Mountain. From the last soul-eating insect incident, Wu Tao understood that such a large sect of immortals would not treat casual cultivators as human beings.
Death is as insignificant as the death of an ant.
Therefore, they have developed a condescending attitude. They only have twenty low-grade spiritual stones. You said that your king, the manager, is not short of these spiritual stones. Wouldn't it be fine if you gave them at that time?
Otherwise, how could we have ended up like this today?
Twenty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, or the money of a meal from Manager Wang, but it was Wu Tao's life-saving money at that time.
"That's right. Most of their wealth comes from the oppression of casual cultivators, but they never think so. Instead, they feel that the casual cultivators rely on them to survive in this dangerous world of immortal cultivation."
Wu Tao did not go back to the east outer city, but saw that there was still enough time, so he took a circle in the wild and returned to the west inner city.
On the way, he performed several bone-shifting and shape-changing techniques and transformed into several vests.
It was only with such caution that I returned to the west inner city.
"Under this situation, the death of Manager Wang should not be traced to me." Wu Tao thought to himself.
Returning to the street where he rented, Wu Tao found a deserted place, restored his original appearance, and then went home.
It's been a month. Although he promised to come back in a month, but he was going to such a dangerous thing and the other party was Qingling Sect. Chen Yao must be worried to death.
Sure enough, as soon as Wu Tao opened the door, Chen Yao heard the sound of the door opening. She immediately stopped while practicing and ran out. When she saw Wu Tao, she burst into tears of joy and threw herself into Wu Tao's arms like a bird flying into the forest.
"Senior brother, you are finally back... Wuwu... You don't know how worried I am about you..." Chen Yao muttered.
Wu Tao hugged her, patted her back and said, "I'm back, the matter is settled!"
After Chen Yao's mood stabilized, Chen Yao went to cook, while Wu Tao came to the training room and checked Manager Wang's storage bag. After killing Manager Wang, Wu Tao quickly left the battlefield without having time to take inventory. reward.
Isn’t it a joke to count the harvest on the battlefield? !
too dangerous.
Wu Tao looked at the storage bag in his hand and frowned slightly. It wasn't that the storage bag had restrictions and he couldn't open it. With the death of Manager Wang, the imprint of his spiritual thoughts left in the storage bag naturally disappeared. .
What made Wu Tao frown was that there was a Qingling Sect logo on the storage bag.
This mark cannot be removed with his current means, which means that this storage bag cannot be exposed to light, cannot be used by himself, and cannot be sold.
"These great sects of immortality are really very thoughtful." Wu Tao felt a little helpless.
Wu Tao dispelled the helpless emotions in his heart and reached into the storage bag with his spiritual mind. His eyes were a little moved. This storage bag turned out to be a storage bag in all directions.
The value of this storage bag alone is no less than a first-level and ninth-level magic weapon.
But even if he wanted to use the Qingling Sect's anti-counterfeiting mark, he wouldn't dare to use it.
"It's so fucked up!"
Wu Tao cursed secretly, and sorted the storage bag into categories. He poured out all the spiritual stones first, and with a crash, there was a pile of spiritual stones on the ground in front of him.
Wu Tao's mind swept over the pile of spiritual stones, and the number of the pile of spiritual stones was immediately reflected in his mind.
This pile of spiritual stones totals three hundred and twenty-one middle-grade spiritual stones.
Wu Tao took out 20 low-grade spiritual stones from it and said: "Steward Wang, I have to pay back the spiritual stones you owe me."
"You owe me a life, so I'll pay you back."
Then, he looked at the remaining spirit stones and said: "The contents of this storage bag and the remaining spirit stones will be regarded as my sales fee, reminder fee, travel fee, mental loss fee, and finally The cost of cremating you will prevent you from being thrown into the wilderness and being destroyed by monsters and beasts. You’re welcome..."
"More than three hundred middle-grade spiritual stones..."
"That's quite a lot. It's not that the disciples of the Qingling Sect are poor, but that they have a stable income and a stable supply of magic weapons, elixirs, and spells. They don't need to store a large amount of spiritual stones in their bodies, but they use these spiritual stones. In exchange for resources that can be used to practice and improve your cultivation, like this..."
Wu Tao thought, and three jade bottles appeared in his palm.
He gently opened the cork of one of the jade bottles. Immediately, a scent of elixir filled the air. He tipped the jade bottle and poured a green elixir into the palm of his hand.
There was a cloud pattern on the blue pill, which was round and restrained, exuding a faint aura. Wu Tao raised his palm and slowly put it under his nose to smell it. As soon as he smelled it, he knew what it was.
"This elixir is much better than the Purple Spirit Pill."
Wu Tao has long heard in the public that the disciples of major immortal sects such as Wuquan Mountain and Qingling Sect have special pills for practice. The one from Wuquan Mountain is called Wuqi Dan, and the one from Qingling Sect is called Qingling Dan. .
"This should be the Qingling Pill. It is only supplied within the sect and cannot be purchased by outside practitioners. Of course, the best pill is to be enjoyed by oneself..."
"Here are three bottles of Qing Ling Dan, one bottle containing ten pills."
"This value should be dozens of times that of the Purple Spirit Pill... The most important thing is that there is no purchase channel..."
"I'll try practicing with this Qingling Pill later and see how it works..."
Wu Tao put the Qingling Pill into his five-party storage bag, which was the storage bag given to him by Zhou Zhou, and then his spiritual mind penetrated into Manager Wang's storage bag.
"Huh!"
Wu Tao's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise, because something familiar in the storage bag reflected in his spiritual mind...
"This... I didn't expect that after going round and round, it finally came back to me. I have to say, this fate is really wonderful..."
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