The old man stood by and did not dare to make any sound.

Time passed little by little.

The candlelight on the table suddenly jumped.

Wei Tao came to his senses at this moment, "If I remember correctly, it has been nearly twenty years since Senior Wan established the Flying Eagle Society."

The old man said, "If you don't like it, I will disband the gang when I go back and leave everything to your disposal."

"The name of the Flying Eagle Society is not very pleasant."

Wei Tao thought slowly and said, "From now on, it will be changed to Feiying Hall, and you will still be the hall master."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and said almost incoherently, "My subordinate Wan Fuquan, I will obey your Majesty's decree!"

Return to the small courtyard Liu Qingyuan bought.

Wei Tao couldn't wait to open the status bar.

"If you find the dragon beast statue, do you want to absorb it?"

He took a deep breath and chose to absorb it.

A series of beautiful sounds sounded in my mind one after another.

The gold coins in the status bar continued to grow from 0 and lasted for nearly ten breaths before finally stopping.

Wei Tao closed his eyes and slowly opened them again.

Then close it again and open it again.

I simply couldn't believe my eyes.

In the status bar, the available gold coins have reached an unprecedented twenty.

In other words, this dragon beast sculpture as big as a basin provided him with twenty gold coins at one time.

Even more rare than the jade lotus platform.

"Sir, are you so happy? Is there any happy event?" Liu Qingyuan knocked on the door and asked with a smile.

"There is a happy event, and it is a big happy event."

Wei Tao nodded, "You come here so late, why do you want to see me?"

Liu Qingyuan said, "I just got the news that the disciple competition of the seven sects will start on the tenth day of October."

"And this time His Majesty personally issued an order to select disciples from the seven sects and grant them the qualifications to enter the Taixuan Abyss, which is only opened every thirty years."

"The tenth day of October."

Wei Tao thought for a moment and realized that there was only less than a month left.

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The moonlight is like water, cold and refreshing.

Deep and long mountain canyons.

The gray-haired old hunter clenched the steel fork and tried his best to suppress the sound of his breathing.

Behind him, there were two young men wrapped in animal skins, staring intently at the prone tiger in front of him.

A gust of night wind blew, and the air was filled with the faint smell of blood.

The ten-foot-long tiger struggled to its feet and staggered towards the valley ahead.

The old Orion made a gesture with bright eyes.

He took the two people behind him and followed him quietly.

The hunt has lasted for three days since the colorful tiger stepped on the trap in the forest, and it is now coming to an end.

If it weren't for protecting the integrity of the fur, they wouldn't have spent so much time and effort. They could have used bows and arrows to send it to hell near the trap.

However, everything must come to an end.

It has entered the final moments of its life.

Next comes the exciting harvest season.

A tiger in such good condition is enough for their family to have food and drink throughout the winter, and even have enough money to marry the second son to a wife. They can import more children next year, and the family will become more prosperous.

"Dad, there are many mushrooms growing in the valley."

The boss stopped and whispered excitedly, "We can pick some next time and dry them and store them all winter."

"Don't be distracted. Clean up this big guy first. You can pick the mushrooms anytime..."

The old Orion licked his chapped lips and suddenly became silent as he spoke.

He stared blankly ahead, his expression becoming dull and confused at this moment.

Silver moonlight falls on the ground.

A graceful and graceful figure walks gracefully on the cliff with its feet on the moonlight.

She grew lotuses every step of the way, but her body shape flickered in and out.

The graceful figure is looming in the valley, as if it is completely integrated into it, but it seems to be separate from the outside.

Katcha!

Until the toes as slender as jade stepped on a dead branch, making a thin crisp sound.

She stopped quietly and stood quietly in front of the dividing line entering the valley.

If just now she was like an otherworldly goddess under the moon, then after she stopped, the goddess had descended into the mortal world and turned into a beautiful picture that was visible and tangible.

"Don't go any further."

She turned around slowly and glanced at the three hunters who were standing still, with a faint smile on her face. "This valley is not a place you can enter. It is very dangerous inside."

At this moment, another tall figure wearing a black Taoist robe came from a distance. In the blink of an eye, he passed the three hunters and stood beside the woman.

This person is clearly the master of the Qingyang Academy of the Yuan Dynasty, Master Minglan.

He bowed to the woman with a respectful gesture, "The master you mentioned is hiding in this valley?"

"When Lingyu had a sense, I just followed the map and found this place."

Gongyuan smiled slightly and said, "But what you said Minglan is not accurate. He used to be a grandmaster, but now he can only be regarded as a monster who has lost himself and is hiding and afraid to see the light."

She sighed, took a step forward, crossed the dividing line between the inside and outside of the valley, and appeared directly in the valley.

Uh-huh!!!

In an instant, the dark-colored mushrooms all over the valley began to stretch and bloom.

Immediately afterwards, a dense buzzing sound sounded.

Large areas of phosphorescence light up simultaneously.

Swarms of flying insects swarmed out from the cracks in the stone and shrouded the ground below.

The graceful and slender figure flashed quietly.

She caused ripples and appeared outside the dividing line again.

There was an extra mushroom in my hand, as well as a few struggling flying insects.

Gong Yuan glanced back and sighed, "Since they won't leave, there's no need to leave."

"Minglan."

"My subordinate is here."

"One for each person, feed the three hunters to eat this insect."

"My subordinate understands."

The three of them stood motionless.

They didn't even need to chew, as several flying insects burrowed down their throats and burrowed into their bellies.

After a while, the belly of the three people swelled up and expanded rapidly like a balloon.

Until the ground exploded, covering the ground several feet in radius with sticky flesh and blood.

Gongyuan was thoughtful and slightly chinned, "I see, I roughly understand."

She raised her head, and when she spoke again, she changed the topic and went in a completely different direction, "The competition between the seven disciples is about to begin. Ming Lan, as the master of Qingyang Academy of the Yuan Dao, you should cooperate with our actions and help us."

People enter the Taixuan view."
Chapter completed!