Chapter 20 Teammates
Ye Chunyang smiled.
Ye Xiaobao's natural spiritual root aptitude can kill them instantly.
Besides, they don't know that after practicing the Origin Heavenly Scripture and complementing Ye Xiaobao's spiritual root, the five elements are complete, and all attribute spells can be practiced, and the comprehension is far above the natural spiritual root.
The other party's contempt is just what he wants, which allows him to hide himself better.
The blue-clothed young man "Brother Zhao" looked at him again, with a teasing look: "It stands to reason that a waste of four spiritual roots can barely break through to the fifth level of Qi Refining to practice spells. You can actually reach the sixth level of Qi Refining. Your luck is not bad, but I'm afraid it will stop here."
The people around him also had strange smiles on their faces.
Obviously, they thought that Ye Chunyang's cultivation level of reaching the sixth level of Qi Refining was already against the sky.
Ye Chunyang smiled slightly, showing a simple and honest look, and said: "Yes, as you said, I am indeed lucky. I hope you will take care of me when I travel with you this time."
"Haha, of course!"
Sun Quan patted his shoulder warmly and laughed: "Speaking of it, we are just taking what we need. Junior brother, you have a unique spiritual root. Maybe I have to rely on your contribution to pick the dragon and snake saliva."
"How dare I, how dare I."
Ye Chunyang also laughed.
To anyone, he is just a stupid boy with no schemes, clumsy and honest.
Seeing this, "Senior Brother Zhao" and others were even more disdainful and ignored him as if he were air.
And Sun Quan introduced everyone to Ye Chunyang one by one.
The "Senior Brother Zhao" who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining was named Zhao Wanhe, a senior errand boy.
He was sent to the inner gate many years ago to take care of the daily life of the inner gate disciples.
The other two were named Lin Tong and Lu Yuan.
Both were errand boys in the Office of the Chief.
Ye Chunyang looked at the "Senior Brother Zhao" with curiosity.
The errands are divided into low-level and high-level. A cultivator like him who does odd jobs in the outer gate is classified as a low-level errand.
After reaching the eighth level of Qi Refining, he is sent to the inner gate and promoted to a high-level errand, with a higher status.
Lin Tong is thin, with a pointed face and two eyes that move flexibly. He is obviously a smooth guy.
Lu Yuan is rough and muscular, like a strongman, giving people a domineering aura, and his eyes are sharp and quite aura.
"Chunyang meets the three senior brothers."
Although he is not afraid of the three people, Ye Chunyang acts in a low-key manner, and he needs to rely on the power of the other party on this trip, so he also greets the three people kindly.
The three looked up at the sky and sneered without answering.
Seeing this, Sun Quan couldn't help but touch his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
But then he looked serious, put a map on the stone table, pointed out the veins and several marks, and said: "Look, everyone, this is the map of the Cannibal Valley that my secular family passed down. The red mark is the location of the three spiritual herbs we are going to collect on this trip, and the other blue spot is the location of the dragon snake saliva, but there is a young nine-headed snake guarding this place."
"Young nine-headed snake?"
When they heard Sun Quan's words, everyone's face changed slightly, including the "Senior Brother Zhao" who was in the eighth level of Qi Refining.
Ye Chunyang also frowned, and didn't expect that the dragon snake saliva was guarded by a monster.
Although it was only in its infancy, it might not be so easy to collect herbs smoothly on this trip.
The monster itself has strong flesh and blood power.
Even if it is a foundation-building cultivator, it will not be good.
Only cultivators in the mana stage dare to compete head-on with the second level.
The monster itself is born with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and has primitive violent power.
It is extremely bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty. Although it is a young monster, no one can compete with it except "Senior Brother Zhao".
"Humph! It's just a young monster, why should we be afraid? As long as this beast dares to show up, Zhao will definitely kill it with a sword!"
"Senior Brother Zhao" is full of pride.
Looking at his confident look, it is obvious that he doesn't take the young nine-headed snake to heart at all.
"Haha, then we will rely on Senior Brother Zhao a lot."
Sun Quan complimented at the right time, and then said: "Although there are monsters guarding this place, everyone does not need to worry. According to the information provided by my family, as long as the spiritual energy around the dragon snake saliva is stable, this monster will enter the sleep period, and then we can safely collect herbs."
At this point, he looked at Ye Chunyang meaningfully, "Because the spiritual energy here is special, I hope that Junior Brother Ye can use his own spiritual energy to help us stabilize the situation."
"I will do my best."
Ye Chunyang nodded slightly, but he was a little alert in his heart.
Sun Quan seemed to have a sure win and knew everything.
But for some reason, the smoother it went, the more uneasy Ye Chunyang felt.
"Hehe... It is said that Junior Brother Sun's family is a well-known tomb-robbing family in the secular world. I think they must have already figured out the situation in the Cannibal Valley before this, right?"
At this time, a strange voice sounded from the side.
The "Senior Brother Zhao" seemed to be smiling, but there was obviously some sarcasm in his eyes.
"No, no, it's just some trivial tricks, how can it be in Senior Brother Zhao's eyes."
Sun Quan nodded and laughed.
"Senior Brother Zhao" sneered, but said no more.
Instead, he waved his hand, and a snake-shaped short sword suddenly flew out of his sleeve.
The whole body was shining with silver light, and it grew in the wind, and instantly turned into a hundred feet in size, like a towering python, emitting vigorous magic power.
"Flying sword!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but take a deep breath.
This flying sword was glowing, it was at least a medium-level magic weapon, and he could actually use it at will.
Flying swords were rare, and medium-level flying swords were rare even among outer disciples.
It seems that this Senior Brother Zhao is indeed quite valuable.
Thinking of the "Purgatory Five Elements Lock" that Su Xueyuan gave him, although it sounds powerful, it is just a low-level magic weapon.
Ye Chunyang felt again that this person might not be just a high-level errand boy.
After offering the Silver Snake Flying Sword, "Senior Brother Zhao" showed pride.
This sword is a medium-level magic weapon, given by the old ancestor in the sect, and it is extremely powerful.
"Come up, let Zhao take you a way, otherwise if you walk, I am afraid you can't reach the Cannibal Valley in ten days or half a month."
The arrogant voice came out, and "Senior Brother Zhao" moved his body and flew onto the flying sword first.
Reaching the eighth level of Qi Refining, he can already fly with a sword.
Lin Tong and Lu Yuan were full of envy, and hurriedly followed "Senior Brother Zhao".
"Junior Brother Ye, let's go too."
Sun Quan patted Ye Chunyang.
Then he moved his body and stepped on the Silver Snake Flying Sword.
Ye Chunyang followed at the end.
Before he could sit down, "Brother Zhao" laughed softly in front of him: "Brother Ye, you are still a little bit advanced in cultivation, so you have to hurry up, otherwise you will have an accident while flying the sword."
"Thank you for your concern, Chunyang can take care of himself." Ye Chunyang was very conceited.
Whether it was "Brother Zhao" or Sun Quan, no one present was trustworthy.
Ye Chunyang knew that this mission was dangerous. If he wanted to collect the spiritual medicine smoothly, he had to protect himself first.
With a sneer, "Brother Zhao" pinched the sword formula, and the magic power gathered around him.
The silver snake flying sword crossed the sky like a meteor, tearing through the clouds and mist.
"Is this the feeling of flying with a sword?"
Listening to the whistling wind beside his ears, Ye Chunyang was also secretly moved.
He thought that if he could reach the eighth level of Qi Refining in the future and had a flying magic weapon, he would definitely fly in the air three hundred times and experience the pleasure of being free from the constraints of the earth.
Maybe everyone on this trip had their own ulterior motives, and everyone along the way was in deep thought. No one said a word, and they just meditated and practiced silently.