"That's really gratifying!" Qingyi said sincerely for Uncle Zhao. "If you can build the foundation without using the foundation building pill, how much money will you save?"

"Yes." Lao Zhao said with mixed emotions. "I have really stayed in this realm for too long, so long that I thought I would stay in this realm until my death. Huh? What did you say, Qingyi?"

"No, I didn't say anything." Qing Yao felt the crisis like a little animal and immediately changed his words.

"Then let's have a plate at night and something fresh for lunch." Qinghu: It's just one dish, let's arrange it first.

"Xiao Qinghu, you haven't told me what kind of meat we are eating yet?" Lao Zhao asked in surprise.

"Blue Beauty Clam Meat." Little Qinghu said.

"Ninth-level rare blue beauty clam?" Old Zhao suddenly exclaimed, almost popping his old eyes out of his sockets. "I never thought that I could have a meal of rare treasures?" Old Zhao said completely lost his temper.

"Not just one meal, but also one meal every night from now on?" Xiao Qinghu said with wide eyes.

"It's over, now we're all going to be doomed." Lao Zhao suddenly said to the Qing Hu brothers and sisters in shock.

"Why?" Qingqing was shocked by Lao Zhao's startled look and asked hurriedly.

"We're just afraid that we'll all die this time." Lao Zhao asked in a difficult tone.

"Why are you dying?" Xiao Qinghu was puzzled.

"Qinghu, do you know? If outsiders know that we produce ninth-level spiritual treasures here, as long as they don't know that it is Jiangyuan Fruit, at least we still have a chance to survive. Of course, in the end we were forced to swear that we would never reveal the location of this place.

News about the origin of Lingzhen." The more Lao Zhao said, the more he felt his heart beating super fast. "But this blue beauty clam is a ninth-level rare treasure! What is a rare treasure? It is far rarer and more precious than Lingzhen.

H.

Even if the Taoist court finds out, they will directly kill us and then occupy this place. Do you know?"

"Is Tao Ting so useless? I really looked down upon it before! But here we have both Crimson Yuan Fruit and Blue Beauty Clam!" Xiao Qinghu thought especially. "Anyway, one of them will die, and both of them will die too.

, who can’t find out why?

If you really can't, just run away. If you really can't run away, you have to eat enough before you die." For the Protoss, death is just another beginning of life. Anyway, it is continued reincarnation in the body of living beings.

When will his divine body be recast, will he end this reincarnation?

"I'm not as clear-minded as you are, little Hu'er. Alas, I'm really old." Old Zhao Saran laughed.

"No, Uncle Zhao, you are still a handsome uncle." Qing Xiaohu complimented him.

"The rare treasure is so precious? Even the Taoist court will try every means to take its place of origin as its own?" Qing Jing asked with a frown.

"Yes, you don't know how precious and rare rare treasures are in the human territory. Do you know how many origins of rare treasures there are in our vast area of ​​​​the four regions and seventy-two states? Forty-eight in total, plus what you have discovered

There are only forty-nine of these blue beauty clams in total." Old Zhao bared his teeth and said.

Qingqing was dumbfounded after hearing this.

Xiao Qinghu also widened her eyes. "So few?"

"Nothing, there are just so few. And some origins are different, but there is only one kind of rare treasure. Our entire human race only has a total of twenty-eight kinds of rare treasures, most of which are ninth-level rare treasures. By the way, plus

There are twenty-nine kinds of rare treasures like you." Old Zhao was also very speechless, thinking that everything happened to the two little brothers. "A ninth-level rare treasure like Lan Meiren is still in Donghuang.

There is a great evil in it, and we know that it is also a ninth-level treasure."

"I used to think that the Shen family alone in the human race was too poor, but it turns out that the entire human race is so poor." Xiao Qinghu was embarrassed to say that he was extremely poor, so he had to say that he was not rich.

Qingyi understood, "I didn't expect it either. When we were young, didn't we always hear that our human race is rich in natural resources and has countless spiritual creatures? What a genius boy, just walk on the roadside and find a wooden stick in the woods not far away.

Can you pull out a thousand-year-old ginseng or something?

It turns out those stories are all lies."

"It's a joke. If it is really announced that the human race is so poor that it's almost like wearing pants, then which young prodigy is willing to defect to the Taoist court? Countless foreign and demon forces outside are very willing to absorb our young people from the human race, okay? Cough cough

, I've let it slip, I've let it slip. The human race is better, and you will protect the human race from now on." Old Zhao hesitated.

Qingqing glanced at him sideways.

Little Qinghu was even more speechless. She simply held her tea bowl and drank tea, pretending not to hear anything.

"Then will we still eat this mussel meat in the future?" Qing Jing asked.

"Why don't you eat?" Qinghu asked puzzledly.

"What if I keep eating and are discovered?" Qingqing asked.

"You won't admit it. This is how dad treated mom." Qing Xiaohu also gave Fourth Brother a ready-made example.

Cough cough cough...Old Zhao almost choked with his breath.

"Is it okay if you refuse to admit it?" Qingchen immediately began to think seriously.

"Definitely. Anyway, Uncle Zhao also said that our human race has very few rare treasures. Since there are so few, how can a cute kid like me from a small remote place know what rare treasures are? We just ate some Great Lakes clams.

That’s it. It’s delicious.” Qing Xiaohu just hoped that she would be discovered and pushed forward the idea of ​​​​625.

"That's right, how could an impulsive and reckless little fool like me know any rare treasures?" Qin Zhen also justified himself.

Then they both went to see Uncle Zhao.

Lao Zhao reflexively looked at the two brothers and sisters, and then he was stared at closely by the four eyes of the brothers and sisters. He held it in for a while and then tried hard to make up the words, "I am an old casual cultivator and I don't know a few Chinese characters. Why?"

Maybe you know some rare treasures?"

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Qingyi and Qinghu nodded in unison.

"That's it." Qingqing said approvingly.

"Let's just say this from now on. We will eat blue clam meat tomorrow night." Qinghu said, blinking her big eyes cunningly and smartly.

"It's best to change the way we eat. Let's eat braised pork today and stewed soup tomorrow?" Qingqing ordered again.

"Okay, stir-fry the day after tomorrow. That's the arrangement." Qinghu immediately excused himself.

Lao Zhao covered half of his face with one hand, and he could only join in the misery. Ahem, he was just like the light.

"The... eldest son is here." A monk guard ran in quickly, panting and saying excitedly.

"What, big brother is here? Where is he?" Qingqing jumped up like a big monkey.

"We just arrived at the mountain pass."

Then a gust of wind flew past in front of everyone's eyes, and Qing Jing completely disappeared.

"What are you doing running so fast? Maybe you have a pair of rabbit legs... I said Qinghu, you..." Old Zhao turned his head and realized that Qinghu, who was supposed to be sitting next to him, had long since disappeared.
Chapter completed!