Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling and others searched for spiritual grass and killed grass ball monsters, and finally passed through this grassland.

Looking as far as the eye can see, in the dark and distant large cave, there are already many groups of monks passing through the winding corridors, hunting for treasures and hunting monsters everywhere. The brilliance of magic weapons and Taoism is everywhere.

Feng Kaiyu led the way. He didn't know which direction to go for training. He looked back and asked the captain Yun Wan, looking like he was obeying orders.

Yun Wan held the jade slip of the map, injected some mana, and dispersed the shadow of the cave map. She saw that several places nearby were marked with the distribution of second-level ice spirit mines and second-level spiritual grasses. There was also a clear note in one of them. : In the northwest of the grassland, there are dozens of high-grade cold jade plum trees distributed, and there are second-level tree demons guarding them nearby.

Yun Wan said happily: "The plum blossoms of the top-grade Han Yumei are one of the medicinal materials for refining the beauty pill. It's over there, the closest to us!"

When Feng Kaiyu heard this, it was another good opportunity to show his hospitality. How could he miss it? Immediately echoed.

Ye Ling was not interested in such spiritual herbs, but when he saw that Yun Wan and Xiao Rong were very interested and eager for Han Yumei, he had no choice but to go with the team.

Because in this natural cave, no one is bound by sect rules. It is too common for the weak to eat the strong and the winner to be king. Ye Ling didn't have Elder Liu's strength. If he fell behind in the cave, he would be targeted by other teams and end up being killed for the treasure.

Feng Kaiyu excitedly led the team towards the northwest. He could even see a hazy Yushu Qionghua from a distance. The branches and leaves were intertwined and seemed to exude a faint aura. It was the grove where Han Yumei gathered!

Feng Kaiyu wished he could run in one step. Yun Wan and Xiao Rong behind him also screamed in surprise, but when the team came closer, they were immediately dumbfounded!

A team of monks has already occupied this place, and they are cleaning out the second-order tree demons in the cold jade plum forest under the cover of plum blossoms.

"Who are you? This is our territory! You four, get away!"

A big man with a beard on his face shouted loudly at Feng Kaiyu, Ye Ling and the other four people. He was arrogant and domineering.

Seeing that he was only at the sixth level of Qi training, Feng Kaiyu became angry and said disdainfully: "You two junior sisters, don't be afraid. How dare you be rude to us? Let me teach you a lesson!"

But when Feng Kaiyu took a closer look, he saw the flaming jade plaque hanging on the waist of the big man opposite him. He turned out to be a monk from the Nansheng Sect! Feng Kaiyu felt something was wrong.

Waiting for the opponent's team to chop down a tree demon, and when they walked out of the cold jade plum forest one after another, the leader was a captain in black clothes who had reached the eighth level of Qi training. Feng Kaiyu was completely dumbfounded, and he quickly nodded and bowed and said with a smile: "Ah ! I didn’t know that it was the Nan Sheng Sect’s team that was training here, so I barged in by mistake. It’s not a crime for those who didn’t know, so go on and say goodbye, hehe.”

"Stop! Just now you said you wanted to teach our Junior Brother Hong a lesson? Huh?"

The man in black clothes from Nan Sheng Sect shouted in a deep voice, his eyes like daggers swept over Feng Kaiyu coldly.

Feng Kaiyu made Lingling shiver. Now that things have happened, he no longer cares about his face. He bowed repeatedly: "No, no! I don't dare to offend the people of your sect."

"Senior Brother Ruan! Look, the female cultivator in their team seems to have a map slip in her hand!"

The big man with a beard named Hong had been paying attention to Yun Wan and Xiao Rong for a long time. When he saw the thing in Yun Wan's hand, he blurted out and alerted Senior Brother Ruan, who was at the eighth level of Qi training.

The other members of the Nan Sheng Sect team immediately turned their attention to Yun Wan, each showing a look of surprise and exclaiming: "Oh! These two slender female water spirits, looking at the jade plaques hanging on them, they are from the Fengchi Sect. Such a beautiful woman! Brother Ruan, what are we waiting for? Let’s do it!”

"That's right, I stole their map and jade slips, and these two female cultivators, they are simply the best cauldrons!"

Yun Wan and Xiao Rong's expressions changed drastically, and even Feng Kaiyu was so shocked that chills ran down his spine, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

The man in black clothes said sternly: "Go! You guys are trying to catch the female cultivator. If you want to live, take care of that fisherman. I'll deal with this guy who is getting in the way!"

The Nan Sheng Sect's team rushed towards them like wolves and tigers. Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Kaiyu was the first to turn around and run away. He even crushed the third-level divine walking talisman to speed up.

"Run!" Yun Wan exclaimed, and Xiao Rong each used the wind control technique to fly away.

"So loyal!"

Ye Ling sighed in his heart when he saw Feng Kaiyu ignoring the team and running for his life in a hurry. Feng Kaiyu is the only one who has any hope of fighting against the monk Xuanyi. As long as he delays for one or two sticks of incense, Ye Ling will have a chance to join forces with Yun Wan and Xiao Rong to deal with the remaining people, and there is at least a 70% chance of winning!

Now Feng Kaiyu is as timid as a mouse, has no fighting spirit at all, and runs away from the battle. Ye Ling could not face the strong man at the eighth level of Qi training alone, so he took out the fire eagle in the spirit beast bag, calmly rode on it, and left quietly.

The tall man with beards from Nan Sheng Sect was shocked and angry when he saw the monk dressed as a fisherman riding a second-order bird to escape: "The fisherman actually has a second-order bird. He seems to be a rich master. Senior Brother Ruan, your body skills are the best." Quick, let’s see if we can catch up with him!”

Ye Ling heard it from a distance, with a solemn look on his face! That monk in black clothes is at the eighth level of Qi training. If he uses the wind control technique and adds the third level of the best divine movement talisman, the fire eagle may not be able to fly past him!

Ye Ling suddenly looked back and gasped, and saw that the movement skills of the Xuanyi cultivator were faster than he imagined! The skill of wind control is so perfect that it rolls in like a whirlwind!

"It's not good! It's Feng Xiu! Judging from the situation, his wind spirit root talent is not weak!"

Ye Ling quickly patted the fire eagle and even fed it a few fire pills to make it fly quickly.

At the same time, Ye Ling took out a large handful of top-quality toothed leaf vine seeds and a stack of second-level top-quality talismans from his storage bag, just in case of any eventuality.

There was one person and one sculpture in the sky and the earth. In a short time, Ye Ling and the monk Xuanyi were far away from the cold jade plum forest and chased deep into the cave.

Ye Ling only hated that the second-level fire eagle could not fly fast enough or high enough. After all, it was still a low-level mount and could not compete with the flying swords of the foundation-building elders, let alone the sword light of Elder Liu of the Immortal Sect that passed away in the blink of an eye. Ye Ling also knew that riding a fire eagle was very conspicuous, and it would be even worse if he was encountered and chased by other teams, so he just clung to the west wall of the cave and flew towards the darkness.

"The worst outcome is to find Shuiyin somewhere where the Xuanyi monk can't see him, and bet he doesn't know how to use spiritual eyes!"

Ye Ling turned around and saw that the Xuanyi monk had blessed another third-level divine movement talisman. It seemed that he was determined to chase him. Ye Ling couldn't help but make the worst plan. If he couldn't escape, he would go into danger and hide in the water! If the opponent knows the magic of spiritual vision, then Ye Ling can only fight him to the death!

"Fisherman, where can you escape! If you are willing to hand over your mount Fire Eagle, Uncle Ruan will spare your life!"

The monk Xuanyi chased after him and shouted loudly.

Ye Ling refused to admit defeat and sneered: "Haha! Do you think I am a fool? After handing over the fire eagle, there is no escape mount. Will you spare me? If you have the ability, just keep it. Consume the third-level magic talisman and see if you have more talismans or my fire eagle flies longer!"

The Xuanyi monk of the Southern Saint Sect was livid, and his heart was bleeding every time he consumed a third-level top-grade magical talisman. This was worth hundreds of spiritual stones. If he continued to consume it, it would be enough to buy a fire sculpture. .

Now the monk Xuanyi is also betting that in addition to the fire sculpture, the fisherman also has many spiritual stones. Otherwise, if he chases him all the way, he may not get much benefit from killing people and seizing the treasure; but if he doesn't pursue him, all the spiritual talismans he consumed earlier will be in vain, and he will lose all his money! Therefore, Brother Xuanyi also had an arrow on the string and had to shoot. He could only continue the stalemate with Ye Ling.

In the end, the monk Xuanyi was so anxious that he immediately took out a bottle of the third-level top-grade God-Returning Pill, and drank several pills with great pain. He used the wind control technique to the extreme, almost creating an afterimage of the wind!

"Look where you're going!"

The Xuanyi monk finally caught up with Ye Ling's fire sculpture, raised his head to the sky and fired the wind blade, making a burst of sound in the air.

Ye Ling was shocked and quickly ducked to avoid the blow. When Ye Ling tried to ride the fire eagle to fly high into the sky, he found that it was in vain. The fire eagle flew up a few feet, but it could not fly any higher and showed signs of exhaustion.

The monk in black clothes underneath laughed ferociously. If he hadn't been afraid of hurting the valuable fire eagle, he would have slashed out several wind blades, killing both the man and the eagle, Ye Ling!

"You are dead now! Get out of here! Your fire eagle is already at the end of its strength, and it won't take long before you die of exhaustion! Hahaha!"

Facing the clamor of the Xuanyi monk, Ye Linghan's star-like eyes glowed with a strong fighting spirit!

Ye Ling took out a large number of second-level top-grade spiritual talismans from his sleeves, looking for opportunities, and thought to himself: "Escape blindly is not the answer after all. To deal with him, use the spiritual talismans first to bombard him!"

Having made up his mind, Ye Ling sent a spiritual message to the fire eagle and ordered him to use the fireball technique to bombard the Xuanyi monk.

At the same time, Ye Ling's second-level top-grade flame talisman, five thunder talisman, giant wood talisman, etc., were overwhelmingly greeting the Xuanyi monk.

boom!

So many second-level spiritual talismans were sprinkled down, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains. The Xuanyi monk at the eighth level of Qi training complained endlessly and hurriedly used the wind control technique to dodge back and forth.

The fire eagle flew in circles and spit out fireballs, which also caused a lot of trouble to the Xuanyi monk.

Monk Xuanyi was careless and was hit by several flame talismans at the same time. The protective light shield that blessed him was almost unstable. Monk Xuanyi was so angry that he no longer cared about the life and death of the fire eagle and cursed loudly: " Damn it! Let me know how powerful Uncle Ruan is!"

In an instant, the Xuanyi monk gathered his arms and spent a lot of mana to gather a whirlpool of wind, which rose into the sky like a whirlwind and rolled towards Ye Ling on the fire sculpture!

Ye Ling's expression showed an unprecedented solemnity, and he quickly took out a large number of second-level top-grade armor talismans, poured all his mana into it, and hit it against the wind and the remaining clouds!

Buzz!

Dozens of armor talismans flashed with crystal-colored brilliance in mid-air, condensing into countless shield bodies, instantly weakening the wind that swept through the remaining clouds.