Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's extremely depressed expression, Qian Jinsong was afraid that he would not be able to accept it for a while, so he expressed relief.

"Junior Brother Zhou, there is no need to worry too much."

"Today, when senior brother saw the number of monster crystal nuclei in your storage bag, junior brother, he had already secretly reported the matter to the master."

"Concealing the number of crystal cores from junior brother is also the intention of the master."

"Since Master has already asked about this matter, it means that Junior Brother Zhou, your personal safety is temporarily protected by Master."

"As long as you, junior brother, don't stay away from the Ten Thousand Bone Mountains of the Netherworld Demon Sect and Elder White Bones, there will generally be no safety issues."

"But......"

Hearing Qian Jinsong's comfort, Zhou Yiqiao didn't feel much relieved.

"Although I, junior brother, am the direct disciple of Elder Bai Gu, the resources needed for practice still have to be obtained personally. How can I stay in the cave and work behind closed doors?"

Qian Jinsong seemed to have expected Zhou Yiqiao to speak like this and spoke again.

"If it were the past, senior brother, I would not know how to answer, but this time, junior brother, you may have a way to break the situation."

A candidate suddenly appeared in Zhou Yiqiao's mind.

He spoke hesitantly.

"What Senior Brother Qian said...should be Fellow Daoist Chen Fan and Chen from Beihuang Sacred Sect?"

"good."

Qian Jinsong nodded.

"The resources of the Central Immortal Territory are vast, and many Central Continent Saint Sects have been born from this, and these Central Continent Saint Sects are not a piece of iron."

"The Beihuang Holy Sect, where Chen Fan belongs, can be regarded as a unique example."

Qian Jinsong explained slowly.

"Junior Brother Zhou must be able to tell from the name that the Northern Wilderness Holy Sect is located in the Central Continent Immortal Domain, in the north where resources are relatively scarce."

"Originally speaking, if it is an ordinary spiritual sect, it is absolutely impossible to give birth to a Central Continent Holy Sect in a region like the Northern Territory."

“But the Beihuang Sacred Sect, as a sect that gathers physical training, is an anomaly. Not only did it rely on the resources and environment of the North to create a huge physical training sect, but its strength even surpassed most other sects. "

"However, it is also because of the uniqueness of the Northern Wasteland Holy Sect that it does not have close relations with most of the Central Continent Holy Sects."

"Junior brother, as long as you can obtain the protection of the Beihuang Holy Sect, you can at least make those Holy Sects afraid."

"Of course, the premise is that you can get Chen Fan's approval."

Qian Jinsong finally paused and gave this answer.

Then a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.

Obviously, in Qian Jinsong's view, gaining Chen Fan's approval is not an easy task either.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the ring on his index finger that symbolized the identity of the Beihuang Sacred Sect leader and the Ancient Immortal Lord. At this moment, he suddenly felt extremely lucky that he had agreed to Chen Fan's invitation.

This ring was originally only used to avoid the pursuit of Mo Tuo Mountain, but now it has an additional purpose.

Zhou Yiqiao really wanted to tell Qian Jinsong that he already had the token of the Beihuang Holy Sect given by Chen Fan, but the agreement with Chen Fan made him pretend to be thoughtful, and nodded solemnly after a while.

"Thank you for the method. Junior brother, I will take advantage of the days when Chen Daoyou is in the sect to make acquaintance with him and seek shelter."

Perhaps Qian Jinsong was not optimistic about Zhou Yiqiao's ability to catch up with Chen Fan, so he just nodded reluctantly and quickly stood up.

"Since I have told you everything that should be known to junior brother, senior brother will not stay here for a long time and disturb junior brother's recuperation."

"Senior brother, when you have fully recovered from your injuries, senior brother will come to see you again to reminisce!"

After the words fell, both Qian Jinsong and Zhou Yiqiao stood up and walked out of the cave.

The two parties exchanged polite greetings at the gate of the cave, and Qian Jinsong left under the watchful eyes of Zhou Yiqiao.

......

The next morning.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao walked out of the cave, a loud noise entered his ears.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is truly a role model for us. He devotes every minute of his time to practice every day."

Zhou Yiqiao was extremely familiar with this voice. It was the person he and Senior Brother Qian Jinsong were chatting with yesterday, Chen Fan.

At this moment, Chen Fan was wearing a short black suit, and obvious muscle lines could be seen on his two exposed arms.

Just standing there, Zhou Yiqiao felt like he was facing a terrifying ancient beast.

Next to Chen Fan was the pale-faced Murong Yunhe.

Today, Murong Yunhe was wearing a plain gown. His face was pale because he had not yet recovered from his internal injuries. Combined with his handsome appearance, he gave people the look of a delicate young boy for a moment.

When Zhou Yiqiao saw both parties coming together, he knew the purpose of Chen Fan's trip.

He smiled and cupped his hands with a very humble expression.

"Zhou's talent is not as good as those of the two, so he can only make up for his weakness with hard work, so as not to fall too far behind the two."

Chen Fan was worthy of being a physical cultivator. He did not continue to waste time with Zhou Yiqiao by being polite, but went straight to the point and spoke.

"You must have guessed that Fellow Daoist Zhou has already guessed that Chen's trip is to conclude the contract with Fellow Daoist Zhou and Fellow Daoist Murong."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, then stepped aside and pointed toward his cave.

"In that case, let's go in and talk."

"OK."

Chen Fan smiled heartily and took the lead to walk into the cave.

Murong Yunhe followed him.

The three of them entered the cave together, and after each imposed a layer of soundproofing restrictions on the cave, they sat together with serious expressions on their faces.

As the person who gave the reward, Chen Fan naturally spoke first.

He looked at the two of them with an apologetic look and said that it should be the reward that he had thought about for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou and fellow Taoist Murong almost went through life and death for Chen. Chen thought that in addition to the exercises he had promised to them, they would also give them a Tao-hearing Fruit. I wonder what they wanted. ?”

After Chen Fan finished speaking, Zhou Yiqiao and the two of them were startled, and what followed was incomparable shock.

As direct descendants of the sect, the two of them naturally know the extremely rare treasure of the cultivation world, the Wen Dao Fruit!

After a moment, the two of them came to their senses, and Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but blurt out a question.

"Chen...fellow Daoist Chen, you...you have actually heard of Tao Fruit?"

"what?!"

Murong Yunhe's pupils shrank suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Wen Dao Fruit, a treasure like this, is an extremely rare treasure even in the richest areas of Central Continent, let alone the Northern Territory where resources are relatively scarce!

Chen Fan seemed to have expected such a big reaction from Zhou Yiqiao and the two of them. He smiled and touched the table in front of the three of them.

The next moment, two bowl-sized fruits appeared on the table, filled with spiral patterns from top to bottom.

As soon as the fruit appeared, a strange aroma immediately wafted out and blended into the noses of the three people.

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