The three of them were chatting here and resting, and the two casual cultivators there had already begun to clean the battlefield. In order to avoid suspicion, the two of them just picked up the gray birds under their feet.

The value of the gray bird is not low as a spiritual bird, but it is really embarrassing to say that the material output is only the beast core that is barely worth a spirit stone, while the others are completely worthless.

After packing up the beast core, the short and fat cultivator greeted him, picked up the two yellow beads, walked over with a smile, and said, "This stone bead is good. As agreed in advance, it is half of the bead." Then he handed over a bead.

Qian Yang shook his head: "We have limited cultivation and have not helped us. We didn't plan to distribute spoils when we took action. You don't have to be polite. We must not take this bead."

The short and fat monk continued, "Gang's stone man is called Shikui, and he only occasionally appears in places where the power of earth is strong. The stone bead is the essence of it, and it is a top-quality material for refining earth-based magic weapons. It is valuable. If Gang didn't have the help of two people, it would be quite troublesome for me to win, so fellow Taoist should not refuse."

When Qian Yang heard that the stone bead was of great value, he was even more persistent. After several pushes, the short and fat monk finally took it into his pocket with embarrassment.

After chatting casually, Qian Yang invited him: "Five or six people from Wuliang Valley have entered this secret realm before us. Why not join us as a team? If we meet them later, we will have more confidence. What do you think of fellow Taoists?"

These five people just fought side by side, and the cooperation was pleasant, and there was also the faint threat from Wuliang Valley, so it was natural to form a team.

Qian Yang thought about it and asked for an invitation, but he never thought he would be rejected. However, the short and fat monk looked embarrassed unexpectedly, and the cold-faced monk not far away also frowned slightly.

"This..." The short and fat monk rubbed his hands, turned his head to look at the cold-faced man, as if he was a little confused: "We are alone in the cultivator, but we are not used to teaming up. That... it's better for us to explore each other. If there is really a need in the future, it will be not too late for us to join forces."

"Huh?" Qian Yang was stunned. The answer was completely beyond his expectations, so he forgot to reply.

"Then let's go away first." The short and fat monk bowed his hand and disappeared decisively in the stone forest with the cold-faced man.

"Ah?" Before Qian Yang could recover, he turned to look at the fat man, and the fat man looked confused.

"Senior Brother Qian is naive!" Qi Mu's voice came.

"Why is this?" Qian Yang looked at Qi Mu with confusion, wanting to find an answer. He had just thought about the pros and cons of forming a team from various angles, but still did not find the reason for the other party's rejection.

"They don't trust you!" Qi Mu's tone was plain.

"Why~?" Qian Yang shouted exaggeratedly.

"..." Qi Mu didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from understanding Qian Yang's doubts.

"Because you are a disciple of the sect!" There was an indescribable smell in Qi Mu's voice.

"What's wrong with the disciples of the sect? Since I met them, have I ever made them unhappy? And what's wrong with them making them distrust me?" Qian Yang felt wronged.

"This distrust has nothing to do with the senior brother. The gap between the casual cultivator and the disciples of the sect is hard to explain clearly. It doesn't make much sense to discuss which is right or wrong. Senior brother may experience it slowly in the future."

Qian Yang shook his head, stood up silently and began to pick up the spoils. The harvest of this battle was really unsatisfactory. Dozens of low-level beast cores and a few people scored them at every turn. I am afraid that it would not be enough for the bottle of the injury medicine, which really makes people unable to hold on.

"Since you can't trust the disciples of the sect, why haven't you left?" The fat man didn't say anything for a long time, and his words were provocation.

"Senior Brother Qian is different!" Qi Mu glanced at the fat man and then said, "It is said that the purest child can see through a person's heart. Unfortunately, I am."

The fat man made a disgusting expression and wanted to refute it, but the words came to his mouth, and after thinking about it, he swallowed it back, and changed his mouth and said, "Probably so!"

Qian Yang and Fatty both had skin trauma and had little impact on combat power. In this secret realm, every moment was extremely precious. After cleaning the battlefield, the three of them stopped stopping and continued to explore ahead.

As the few people went deeper, the strange rocks became denser and brighter, and the light became brighter and brighter. I don’t know what kind of strange rocks were, but they illuminated the entire space with their own light. The shapes were different. Some were straight and towering, some were winding, and some were like piles of gravel piled up there randomly.

When the three of them passed by a pile of gravels that had no intention, a strong sense of shaking came. The pile of gravels seemed to be awakened, and their shape changed, and then they stood up shakingly.

"Shi Kui?" The three of them were shocked. It turned out that Shi Kui was just an ordinary pile of stones before he appeared. I think it was the same as those two people before.

The three of them quickly entered the combat state, adjusted their positions, and surrounded the Shi Kui.

Qian Yang looked around alertly. Could this thing appear in pairs? Looking at it, Qian Yang really saw a similar pile of stones not far away.

"Far away from the pile of stones over there!" Qian Yang reminded him, after all, be careful, there is no big mistake.

The two of them understood it naturally. The three of them should be able to handle one Shi Kui. If they meet two at the same time, they will definitely fall into a hard battle.

Qian Yang took the lead in taking action, and the unchanging spiritual fire blade fell heavily on Shi Kui's shoulders, and then pulled Shi Kui to move away from the pile of stones. After a distance, Qi Mu's ruler-shaped magic weapon finally took action. A gray-yellow light flashed, and a single blow staggered Shi Kui, and a large piece of gravel splashed.

His foot-shaped magic weapon is quite powerful, and his attack power is even higher than the two casual cultivators just now. He couldn't tell when he attacked the gray bird that was about to die when he touched it. At this time, he could get a glimpse of the clues.

"This kid is a bit amazing! It seems that he has to wait a little longer to deal with him. Now he is still low-key and low-key." The fat man's heart is a little complicated, but the spells in his hand are constantly, with green vines wrapped around Shi Kui one after another.

His Thousand Year Vine was very effective against this large creature, and it would be torn off by Shi Kui in an instant, but it could at least stop Shi Kui's speed. Qian Yang was not much better than him. The Spiritual Fire Blade hit Shi Kui's body, but it caused a shallow wound. A deep sense of powerlessness hit him again, and Qian Yang was very unhappy.

Shi Kui set his sights on Qi Mu, who had the greatest harm to him, but Qi Mu's body movements were extremely flexible, and with the restraint of Qian Yang and Fatty, he could not touch Qi Mu from beginning to end.

With a loud bang, stone beads emitting light yellow light appeared in front of the three of them.

Qian Yang reached out to pick up the stone beads, and the fat man over there couldn't wait to shout: "Go to the stone pile over there, don't let others take it first!"
Chapter completed!