Passersby Through the Cannon Fodder of the End Times

Ten days later, Ye Qingyu left the space and took a few ruined Philippine rattans that had been bombarded, and inserted it into the ice phoenix space, hoping to have a Philippine flower in the future. Leaving here, Ye Qingyu took Xiaoyun to join the big group Biyan Peak.

When he saw the dense blue-eyed bees lying on the tree in front of him, Ye Qingyu still had a tingling scalp. Fortunately, they obeyed Xiaoyun's orders. Ye Qingyu collected them all into the space.

Ye Qingyu probably took a look, there were about 5,000 left. This time Xiaoyun directly lost five-sixths of his people. The original ethnic group was also more than the Golden Core monk estimated, there were 30,000. If they were not summoned in advance to withdraw, it is estimated that there will be less left.

After saying that the blue-eyed bee was alive, Ye Qingyu began his journey of treasure hunting in the secret realm again.

Time flies quickly, Ye Qingyu has been in this secret realm for nearly five months, and now it is the strength of the seventh floor of the foundation stage, and his divine consciousness is also in the early stage of the golden core. The newly obtained "Keeping Breath tactics" has achieved a little success.

Ye Qingyu is very busy now, there are many things to learn and practice. First, improving cultivation is the most important thing. Ye Qingyu has never slackened; secondly, he has practiced "Forging God Jue", various exercises brought by Shaanying, "Liquid Breathing Jue", physical training, and various skills. She needs to practice harder.

During the time in the secret realm, Ye Qingyu fought with monsters during the day, collected spirit grass and spirit fruit, and practiced in space at night. She divided her time into so few pieces, but she didn't feel boring. But I haven't drawn much symbols recently. Just collected a lot of monster skins and blood to make a lot of second-rank rune paper and second-rank rune sand.

When collecting spirit grass during the day, Ye Qingyu would feel the properties and pharmacology of spirit grass, and associate it with related prescriptions. Therefore, when Ye Qingyu lives, he is busy and fulfilling, and his leisure time is cozy and passionate.

Earlier, Bai Zhuo could know what happened in the secret realm, but it would be useless if no one mentioned it. So for the remaining nearly a month, Ye Qingyu was going to help Bai Zhuo inquire about the monster clan. At the same time, Ye Qingyu also wanted to inquire about the situation of the group of people who got her blood.

Ye Qingyu already knew from those storage rings that the power that got her blood belonged to Medicine God Valley, and he also understood the general power division of this world.

Therefore, Ye Qingyu no longer used the hidden breath pill and invisibility talisman, and walked out in an upright manner.

Of course, Ye Qing didn't forget to change her outfit so as not to be recognized by Song Jingjing and Ouyang Chen. He wore a white undergarment with a peach-pink hollow thread knit. The hair style was based on the flowing cloud bun commonly used by many fairies in the world. On the whole, it looks like pink, but also playful, this kind of attire is easy to let people down.

Ye Qingyu wanted to conceal his appearance, but the foundation was there, and because in the realm of cultivating immortals, general concealment didn't work at all. Fortunately, Ye Qingyu didn't do any useless work.

Ye Qingyu showed his cultivation base as the first level of the foundation construction period, and this cultivation base was very inconspicuous in the secret realm. Ye Qingyu is not easy to bully because he really wants to rob. Those who have reservations did not show all their strength, which is also to leave a retreat for themselves.

On this day, Ye Qingyu cooked Lingyu soup. He had eaten too much barbecue some time ago. Ye Qingyu decided to change the taste. The Lingyu soup also contains some Lingcao Ling mushrooms that match each other. It is really rich in white soup and full of aroma. .

Ye Qingyu brought the whole pot to a small square table, sat down, rubbed his hands, sniffed, "It's so fragrant, so fragrant!" Ye Qingyu spooned the fish soup with a spoon and was about to try the taste. A scream: "Wow, wait, wait..."

Ye Qingyu's hand paused, and still squeaked, drank it, then put the spoon back into the pot, added a little bit of salt, dripped half a drop of mutant lemon juice, and used his power to make it completely blend into the white soup. .

At this time, the screaming person hurriedly came to Ye Qingyu's face, and said with a face of constipation: "Why don't you wait? Didn't I let you wait?" Standing in front of Ye Qingyu was a round face. Youth, build a three-tier foundation.

Ye Qingyu blinked his eyes and said, "I don't know you are talking to me! You asked me to wait, what are you waiting for?"

"You, you..." You didn't know how to speak for a long time. At this time, the two people who were with the youth also came over, a man and a woman, both monks in the foundation-building period.

One of the men, who looked very sunny and cheerful, flashed with surprise in his eyes, and then recovered his calm. He gently said: "This fellow Taoist, don't mind, we are disciples of Qianfuzong. My name is Liang Qingyun. This is me. Junior brother Liu Yang, junior sister Xu Jia, we were far away and we smelled the scent of your fish soup, so I wanted to come over and ask if we can exchange some..."

Liang Qingyun had to speak any more, but Liu Yang's whispered whispered and couldn't say anymore: "But there is her saliva in the fish soup..."

Everyone had a black line, and a quacking crow flew over his head. Ye Qingyu was a bit embarrassed and speechless. She cooked soup for herself and drank her own saliva. "Bah, baah!" She was fast. Was taken into the ditch. Ye Qingyu couldn't help but roll his eyes to the side. Xu Jia just watched this scene and laughed.

"Daoist, hello, may I have your surname? I don't mind, can you give me a bowl and try it first?"

Liang Qingyun also smiled and said: "Don't pay attention to him, he has a lot of troubles and is also a cleanliness."

Ye Qingyu felt that all three of them were good, so he smiled and said, "My name is Ye Qingyu, I am a casual cultivator. You sit first, and I will serve you soup." Then he took out three small bamboo wicker chairs from the space.

"The preparations you have here are really complete, I am so envious." Xu Jia looked at the various seasonings and spiritual materials on the Xiao Sifang table with a look of admiration.

"I can't help it, I am a casual cultivator, and I am home from all over the world. I take my belongings wherever I go." Ye Qingyu replied while serving soup to the two of them.

"Your statement is not entirely correct. Although we are disciples of the sect, we take our belongings wherever we go. Well, to put it bluntly, we are not exquisite enough. Every day is practice, practice, and practice again. If I cook and eat myself every day like this Yes, the master will definitely expel me from the teacher's door." Xu Jia said helplessly.

Ye Qingyu put Lingyutang in front of Liang Qingyun and Xu Jia, and said, "Is it lucky to have a master to supervise the cultivation, or the cultivation level is the most important. Your master is also for your good."

"That's what I said! Wow, wow! It's so fragrant!" Xu Jia took a sip, then took another sip, lowered his head and asked vaguely: "Qingyu, you are not a spiritual master, are you?"