Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Ah? You want to change to two ice-type group attack Taoist techniques, 'Jade' Jane!" Bai Qiu frowned slightly, very annoyed at Ye Ling's lion opening, but she couldn't do anything to him.

The corner of Ye Ling's mouth curled up, and his spiritual consciousness said: "Well! Who told me that my Hanyue Ice Cone is an intermediate ice-type Taoist skill, and it is very rare. You have also seen its power and effect with your own eyes, and it is enough to replace you. If Miss Bai doesn't want to do it, she won't force her to do it, so let's let it go."

Bai Qiu saw Ye Ling's cold look and seemed not interested in trading at all, so she couldn't help but feel anxious. She really longed for Hanyue Ice Cone. In addition, Taoist jade slips are different from magic weapons and elixirs. You can make many rubbings and trade two pieces, and Bai Qiu won't feel bad.

However, the person who benefited the most was Ye Ling, which made Bai Qiu a little unwilling. He thought to himself: "Ye Ling is only at the seventh level of Qi training. With his mediocre qualifications of all spiritual roots, he has reached the level of Qi training." The ninth level is far away. If I give him these two ice group attack skills, they won't pose much of a threat to me! I'll have a chance to join the Immortal Sect in the Qi Practitioner Competition in Fengqiao Town in a few months. ', won the Foundation Establishment Pill, and Ye Ling is still the top disciple of his Medicine Valley Sect, and is just a mediocre Medicine Master! "

Thinking of this, Bai Qiu immediately nodded and agreed: "I'll change!"

Ye Ling smiled slightly, and happily took out the jade slip of Hanyue Bingzhu and gave it to her.

Bai Qiu also gave Ye Ling the rubbings of these two hard-earned jade slips of the frozen soil technique and the group seal of the ice system.

Ye Ling hurriedly scanned it with his consciousness and put it into his storage bag with satisfaction, still pretending to be nonchalant, as if he didn't care about these two group attack techniques.

Bai Qiu, on the other hand, was like a treasure, he couldn't put it down and read it over and over again.

"Senior Sister! What are you doing? It's foggy ahead, hurry up and follow, be careful of getting lost!" Fang Liu and his fellow junior sisters were chatting and laughing, and suddenly turned around to see Senior Sister and Yao Shiluo. After arriving at the back of the team, he hurriedly greeted them.

Ye Ling nodded, activated the wind control technique, and followed the team after a few ups and downs, paying careful attention to the fog here.

"The water aura here is thicker. If you go further, there will be rivers and lakes where the water aura gathers."

Wei Tong, who was leading the way in front of him, agreed and said with a smile: "On dry land, climbing over mountains and ridges is not a problem for me, Wei Tong. But in the water? My earth armor protection is greatly reduced, and my movements are even slower. When the time comes, you, the 'female' cultivators of the Fengchi Sect, will lead the way!"

Qiao Yu pursed her lips and smiled: "No problem! Among us, most of the sisters have water spiritual roots. The sisters often practice by the Fengchi Pond. What kind of water monsters and monsters have you not seen? Hehe, when we see the water, we will lead the way. alright!"

Ye Ling was determined to release a fourth-level pink spirit rabbit or ferret to see what was going on deep in the foggy basin, but after looking at Wei Tong and the female cultivators of the Fengchi Sect, he gave up the idea.

Although it is no secret that Ye Ling owns a fourth-level demon dragon mount in Yaogu Sect, the sect leader Zhao Yuanzhen has also told the disciples; but in front of other sect disciples, Ye Ling still has to try his best Keep a low profile. Otherwise, once the fourth-level spirit beast is released and is noticed by his teammates, they will probably be on guard, which will not be conducive to Ye Ling's actions.

Everyone has been walking in the fog-filled basin for seventy or eighty miles. They feel that the fog is all over the mountains and fields, and the water aura is getting thicker and thicker, and they can't even see a hundred feet away.

"It's strange. Along the way, we haven't encountered any monsters as powerful as the Bamboo Demon King. Even spiritual grass is scarce. Could it be that we have entered a desolate mountain swamp again? It's like the Beizawa Wasteland. ?”

As the eldest sister of Fengchi Sect, Bai Qiu was also a little puzzled.

Ye Ling said calmly: "No! The spiritual energy here is extremely strong. The spiritual grass seems to be rare, but in fact it is not. You can still see many withered roots and traces. It is obvious that there are monsters that have come and eaten here. Spiritual grass and other things.”

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they looked around, fearing that there would be another monster attack. But they really couldn't see very far, so the group could only be on guard as they walked.

Not long after, Wei Tong suddenly discovered that the terrain was gradually becoming flat. After passing through a forest, Wei Tong could even see that deep in the mist, there seemed to be water 'waves'!

"Haha, I finally saw water. I don't know if it's a lake or a deep pool, but it's not a river anyway! There's only the sound of water lapping at the shore, and it's not flowing in one direction."

Wei Tong was finally smart. Based on the water 'waves' he saw, he immediately guessed something.

Ye Ling responded: "Well, the smoke waves on the water are so vast that you can't see the edge at a glance, and you can't judge the size of the water. Let's go! Let's go south along the shore! There seem to be a few figures there."

Everyone was shocked and looked south. Sure enough, there were several faint figures.

"There are actually people here? Strange thing! We are taking a shortcut path from the Beize Wasteland to the depths of East Lingze. There is no route marked on the map 'Jade' slip. No one has ever walked there. How could they get there first?"

Qiaoyu, Han Xiang, Fang Liu and others suppressed the doubts in their hearts, and each of them took out the magic weapons and talismans in unison, and approached cautiously.

"Who is here? Which sect's team is it? Or is it a casual cultivator from Maple Bridge Town?"

Before Wei Tong, Bai Qiu and the others could say anything, a very arrogant shout came from the figure opposite.

Ye Ling was slightly startled. Such a familiar voice! Where did he seem to have heard it before? He must have seen this person before.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling subconsciously slowed down his pace, mixed in with the team, quietly spread his consciousness, and watched intently.

Wei Tong hated to see others more arrogant than him, so he shouted in a rough voice: "Who! Which kid? Dare to question your Second Master Wei of Yuncang Sect?"

The person on the other side hesitated for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Oh! It turns out to be Wei Tong from Yuncang Sect, Brother Wei, I have heard of you for a long time! I am the eldest young master of the Han family, Han Junhong. Hehe, Brother Wei, it seems that there are many female cultivators coming with you? Tsk tsk, your Yuncang Sect has never produced beautiful women, how can there be so many graceful beauties?"

Ye Ling looked coldly at Han Junhong, who was dressed in a green robe, in this pile of beauties. He still had that arrogant look on his face, looking down on other cultivators and asking for a beating.

At the auction of Wanbao Pavilion, Ye Ling once wore a bamboo hat and a blue shirt to compete with the eldest son of the Han family for several third-level top-grade equipment. He even killed many of the Han family's servants with the fourth-level ice rock beast and snow ferret outside the west gate of Fengqiao Town.

Now, Ye Ling saw Han Junhong again, and he was not worried about being recognized by him, because even if Han Junhong saw that Ye Ling's figure was similar, he had never seen Ye Ling's true face, and he couldn't even guess the cultivation level of the mysterious blue-shirted monk.