Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C862 Join the Team



C862 Join the Team

"Okay, okay!" Xiao Luo was very excited when she heard that. "If I had met you earlier, those three Martial Sovereign would definitely not have dared to bully us."    

    

Rubbing his nose, Qin Ming also nodded his head.    

    

Qin Wu bowed and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you guys!"    

    

Hence, the four of them walked together. With three Martial Sovereign, Qin Ming had some confidence in his heart.    

    

"This chest belongs to you guys. The next chest belongs to us." Qin Ming handed the key to Qin Wu and said.    

    

"We have joined your team and you have helped us a lot. How can we divide the treasures?" Qin Wu shook her head and refused.    

    

She did not care about the treasures. No matter what was inside, she did not care. She did not care. What she wanted the most was Yun Xiatian's death, followed by bringing Xiao Luo out of the secret realm.    

    

They only had one Martial Sovereign on their side, and also a burden, so they were too embarrassed to split the treasures.    

    

"If I give it to you, you can take it. We are a team. No matter if it's the spoils of war or the treasures we found, we should split them equally!" Lan Zhi took the key from Qin Ming's hand and placed it on Qin Wu's hand. "This is for you. The next one is for us."    

    

"This..." Qin Wu hesitated.    

    

Xiao Luo's eyes rolled around and snatched the key from Qin Wu's hand and directly inserted it into the treasure chest. She was somewhat curious about what was inside. Along the way, she had already seen the chest more than once. But big sister, regardless of whether it was the key or the chest, she turned a blind eye and only wanted to go out.    

    

"This is?" Xiao Luo took out the tree branches from the box.    

    

"Sacred Wood!" Qin Ming smiled and said, "This Divine Calm Wood is only an inch long. To form a futon, it would need about a thousand of them. However, even if it was only an inch in size, it still had the effect of calming one's mind. It was worth a fortune and could be exchanged for at least one Perfect Grade Nine Pills."    

    

A hassock required a lot of Divine Calm Wood, because not all Divine Calm Wood could be used. It needed to take the heart of the wood.    

    

However, it could be used as a praying mat, and it could also be used to calm one's mind. It was also a precious Grade Nine Spirit Plant, which was why the price was so high that it was difficult to obtain even a single tree.    

    

Many top powers had collected it for ten thousand years and made it into a praying mat, which would benefit the entire sect.    

    

Therefore, the purchase of the divine tree had caused the price of the divine tree to remain high. It would never decay, and it could be used like currency. It was often treasured and kept by the Martial Cultivator.    

    

"Divine tree?" Xiao Luo and Qin Wu had heard of this kind of Spiritual Plant but had never seen it before.    

    

"This Calm Divine Wood is still for you guys! It is also useless for me to take it." He took the Sacred Calm Wood from Xiao Luo's hand and passed it to Lan Zhi.    

    

He shook his head. Lan Zhi smiled and said: "I have already said that each person will have one. No matter what happens inside, this will be yours."    

    

Seeing Lan Zhi's determined look, Qin Wu could only put it away.    

    

After everyone was ready, Qin Ming closed his eyes and checked the route.    

    

"Come, this way."    

    

The girls followed.    

    

"Oh right, I never asked you why the Martial Sovereign that ran out suddenly came back." Along the way, qin Ming recalled the last of the three Martial Sovereign that held the saber. In the end, he ran back for no reason.    

    

"Qin Ming, I found out that my innate ability is very useful here. These walls can enhance the power of my music!" Lan Zhi touched the flute and said gently.    

    

"Oh?" Qin Ming was a little curious.    

    

Lan Zhi smiled and picked up the jade flute to play gently. The melodious sound of the flute echoed in the maze.    

    

But to Qin Ming's ears, it was like a thunderclap. Instantly, his hands and feet felt weak. The Spiritual Energy also began to not listen to his commands.    

    


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