Langshan, canyon
Today is a rainy day. Spring thunder has been ringing intermittently all day long. The light rain is soft. The grass and trees that have withered all winter have begun to sprout new shoots. In the mountains and forests, greenery can be seen everywhere.
Since nearly a thousand people teleported into the secret realm five days ago, the canyon has returned to its former deserted state, with only a few casual cultivators wandering around occasionally carrying several storage bags.
He held a piece of banner cloth in his hand, which read: "High price, sincerity, purchase of spiritual grass, no limit to the variety."
The place where the teleportation array was built that day has been cleared out to a platform of tens of feet. There are two sets of tables and chairs on the left and right sides, with two Yunxiao Sect disciples, one white and one yellow, sitting respectively.
Sitting on the right are two female disciples. They are both good-looking, with picturesque features and snowy cheeks. In fact, there are not many ugly female cultivators who enter the world of immortality.
However, after sitting here for several hours, both of them looked a little tired. Especially now that the unitary hour has passed and the replacement has not yet arrived, the younger junior sister couldn't help but complain:
"Senior Sister Zhang, you said that people can freely enter the secret realm, dig spiritual herbs, earn spiritual stones, and earn contribution points. It's a great pleasure. We stay here and work hard all day long, but in the end we don't get much. A point of contribution. Why is our life so miserable!"
"Junior Sister Qin, you just like to complain," said Senior Sister Zhang, "We come from a poor family, and being able to enter the sect has been a blessing for several lifetimes. Just be content! Practicing honestly is the right thing to do."
"Okay, okay, I'm just complaining." Junior Sister Qin pouted and shouted.
Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and thought of another topic: "Senior sister, seventeen people have been teleported today, more than the previous few days combined! What's going on?"
Senior Sister Zhang smiled and said: "You, you didn't listen to the teacher's introduction carefully. From today on, each family will form their own teams to search for spiritual herbs in the wild, and they will often fight against monsters. This will increase the risk, and the people who are teleported will naturally That’s more.”
Junior Sister Qin showed disdain: "The strength of these family members is not very good. Look at the forty or fifty people who have been teleported these days, all of them are family members, and none of them are brothers and sisters of our sect."
"Of course," Senior Sister Zhang said with a smile: "The people sent by our sect are all in the late stage of Qi training, and their strength is much higher than that. Moreover, these people also have a few treasures in their hands. In this dangerous situation, You can storm through even the small secret realm of Langshan Mountain!"
The two of them were talking and laughing like this, when suddenly a white light flashed in the middle of the square, and a woman in yellow appeared.
"It's the sect's senior sister!" Junior Sister Qin exclaimed. This is the first time in so many days that I have seen a sect disciple come out of the secret realm.
Senior Sister Zhang frowned slightly, warning the fussy junior sister with her eyes, and then walked over with a smile.
The female cultivator who had just appeared was wearing the sect's standard yellow shirt, her hair was disheveled, she looked tired, and there was no trace of blood on her face.
A pair of jade hands pressed against her chest, and she couldn't help but gasp.
"What do you call me, junior sister? What happened?" Senior sister Zhang stepped forward to help her and asked with concern.
The female cultivator took out her token from her waist and handed it over casually:
"My little sister's name is Lan Caifang. This time, I encountered a powerful monster, so..."
"What kind of monster?" Senior Sister Zhang became even more curious: "Don't worry, have you taken the elixir?"
"It doesn't matter, it's just that my breath is not smooth. I've already taken medicine." Lan Caifang said weakly, but she didn't explain what kind of monster it was.
However, this senior sister Zhang was obviously a gossip, and she kept asking questions.
"It's a demon monkey." Lan Caifang replied helplessly.
"Monkey?" Senior Sister Zhang is obviously very familiar with the secret realm: "Is it the demon monkey in Xiaolang Mountain? It's been a whole day, haven't you captured Xiaolang Mountain yet? Have you got the Purple Cloud Flower?"
Lan Caifang remained silent. From the other party's words, she immediately judged that it was teleported by casual cultivators who had stayed in Yunwu Lake, and revealed that they had changed their path.
"This, the situation is a bit complicated. Let me discuss it in detail with Senior Sister later. I'll go back and rest first."
"Okay." Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Senior Sister Zhang couldn't force her.
At this time, Junior Sister Qin was checking tokens and registering information. Senior Sister Zhang opened all Lan Caifang's storage bags and began to count the spiritual herbs.
"Bipolar jujube, golden linggo, red clover... a total of twenty-seven plants."
"Your harvest is a bit small!"
She commented as she took stock.
Lan Caifang smiled slightly awkwardly, but did not answer.
After the inspection of the spiritual herbs was completed, the others were all personal belongings. Senior Sister Zhang quickly scanned them with her spiritual sense, mainly to see if there were any hidden spiritual herbs or seeds.
"Ah, Junior Sister Lan, the beads on your scabbard are so beautiful! But such a big bead, even if it is an ordinary product, is probably worth a lot!"
Female nuns, like the legendary dragon, like shiny things. Therefore, although this bead is a mortal thing, it still attracted Senior Sister Zhang's admiration.
Senior Sister Lan's eyelids twitched slightly, but she remained silent.
Senior Sister Zhang is still thinking about herself and commenting:
"Junior sister Lan, what kind of magic weapon is this? It looks like a washbasin. Hey, it's a second-level magic weapon. No, it's a third-level magic weapon..."
"Senior sister!" Lan Caifang couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted her, saying coldly: "The sect does not have this requirement. You must register your personal belongings!"
"Oops, I'm sorry, I'm rude." Senior sister Zhang repeatedly handed over her hands and apologized quickly.
Personal belongings were quickly checked, and Junior Sister Qin over there also recorded all kinds of spiritual herbs, and finally asked:
"Senior Sister Lan, these spiritual herbs of yours have been released to us first according to the sect's requirements. Do you want to take a look and see if the records are accurate? We will unify them at that time..."
"There's no need to read." Senior Sister Lan suppressed her impatience and said, "Two senior sisters, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Hmm, Junior Sister Lan, please go meditate and recuperate quickly!"
…
Lan Caifang left the registration office and walked towards the villa where the sect disciples rested.
Along the way, he got rid of several casual cultivators who blocked the road to buy spiritual herbs. After dozens of breaths, he had arrived at a remote forest path.
She quietly spread her consciousness. There was no one else within a hundred feet, and no one was following her.
Despite this, she still pretended to be anxious, clutched her stomach, walked to a corner, looked back and saw no one behind her, quickly turned around, and her whole body was hidden in the damp trees.
The trees swayed and soon returned to their original quietness.
…
Another quarter of an hour later.
White light flashed again in the square, and a woman in mysterious clothes suddenly appeared.
This woman is slim and beautiful, but the look on her face is quite anxious.
It was Zhao Yueer.
