After what happened that day and the conversation, everyone became more cautious, taking half of them with them even when they went out. And I didn’t choose to go out and wander around at this time unless necessary. My life was as frustrating as it was.
However, this state is only temporary. They know better than anyone else that they cannot hide under this small turtle shell forever. Sooner or later, they will have to go out and face the violent storm from the outside world.
But as the seniors and forerunners among the group of people, the call of "Uncle Master" was not in vain. They must be thinking and planning for the disciples below and the Wuhua Sect far away in the southeastern border.
They are now in a different place, the situation is not good, and this place is obviously not a livable place, so no matter what their relationship was in the sect in the past, they naturally have to unite and face the confrontation together. Difficulty coming down.
Even if everyone will inevitably be separated in the future due to their own practice and future, they should at least live well in this period.
If we really talk about it, Yang Kai and the others actually have an advantage in cultivating their cultivation base compared to building Qi. In terms of understanding of Middle-earth and the ability to survive here, it is not much better than the disciples below?
But this advantage alone is enough. At least the golden elixir monks are not so easily caught and embarrassed when walking on the road of Wanye Peak. So these days, most of the juniors stay in Changming Garden or travel with the team according to arrangements. Most of the time, Yang Kai, Chang Wei and other five people go out to collect intelligence.
Therefore, the life of several Jindan monks was not easy, and they could only collect relevant information bit by bit in this strange environment in a secretive way, so that they could inform the young disciples below.
What was gratifying was that after that, they never met the two groups of people from the last time, nor did they meet the disciples of the seven major families of Wanyefeng. Except for some cunning and mischievous low-level disciples, most of the people they met were quite normal.
This allowed Ning Xia and others to regain a little confidence in Xuantian Sword Sect, but they still didn't like it very much.
Come to think of it, people are all kinds of strange people. There are all kinds of people in the world. It is not surprising that they meet some characters when they go out. I'm afraid this kind of weirdness is the norm here, and that would be really unbearable.
Yesterday, Ningxia was responsible for planning the route. Relying on her rich experience in traveling around over the years, she easily obtained some useful information from some low-level disciples who were greedy for small profits, and together with Yang Kai and Chang Wei, she explored the other half of the mountain range that they had not set foot on before.
The wheels changed today, and Ningxia stopped following him and stayed in Changmingyuan to garrison.
After finally arriving in a new place, Ning Xia's heart was a little restless and she couldn't concentrate on practicing.
She organized her resources in the room, and when she heard the commotion outside, she couldn't help but leave the yard and planned to go outside to have a look.
"Oh, these ten thousand taels of gold are growing too slowly. It took us half a month to get them back, but not even a single one has emerged. Are the seeds we got back all bad?"
"Yes, I think so too. No matter how slow the growth of normal spiritual materials and spiritual grasses is, it will take three to five days to take root and sprout in a strong environment. But this difference is that it is still rumored to be 'An introductory task that even a fool would do'." The young man complained lightly.
Although the conditions of spiritual plant cultivation are different, the germination time is also different. But looking at these seeds alone, they are indeed a bit strange. Not only have they not sprouted, but they cannot even feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations. "This is an axiom. Grass and trees are not vegetables. It is impossible for every kind to germinate in three to five days. This is just the case for most common plants.
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Ning Xia listened a few times from a distance in her small courtyard and roughly figured out the whole incident.
Yes, she is still in the yard.
You really can't blame him for eavesdropping...but the sound insulation effect of this yard is really poor. And the design is not good, the doors all face the courtyard and most of them are exposed.
Even though this courtyard is huge, it can't block the emptiness. Ningxia has cultivated to the late stage of Golden Elixir, and his hearing power is extraordinary. He can hear even the slightest sound in his ears and cannot hide away.
If she hadn't set up a soundproof array and two-way ban in the main room, Ningxia would probably be able to hear all the sounds and movements of people passing by just sitting in the room.
This was also the reason why she couldn't calm down and practice in her room. Because it’s too noisy and not safe, so there’s no point in cultivating one’s mind.
It seems that this formation still needs to be deployed properly. Let's discuss it later when Yang Kai and the others come back. This matter can't be delayed any longer.
Ning Xia put this trouble aside for the time being, opened the door and walked towards the place where everyone was noisy.
This is an inconspicuous corner of the courtyard. The weeds that used to grow in this area were cleared away and cultivated into a medicinal field. There are also guardrails and spiritual gathering stones for planting herbs on the side, and a simple spiritual tool is hung above for daily watering and light gathering.
Ning Xia's eyes wandered around the outer guardrail. She didn't say anything, but she held up the crumbling Spirit Gathering Stone as she passed by.
At this time, there were six or seven figures gathered in the medicine field, surrounded by two rows at the front and back, and they were murmuring and arguing fiercely.
"If you ask me, this kind of seed is bad. Those people are just waiting to see our jokes, so don't plant it. I'm afraid you won't be able to grow a single seedling until the end of time. It's better to find another way."
"That's right, we have only been to the mountain office a few times, and we have been fooled several times. Those people dig holes for us every time seriously, which is really disgusting. I didn't expect that the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect are so bad. I don’t even have a big heart.”
"Okay, okay, stop arguing. If you keep arguing, there won't be anyone left. Look at how half of the original group of people quarreled, and half of them fell out after another quarrel. Now we are the only ones left. A few of them are holding on here, so what's the point of arguing with a few people? It's better to save more time and study this kind of problem."
"If we can really research something, there's no need to wait until now. I think it's better to tell those uncles directly and see if there's anything..." The young man who spoke seemed to be tired of the process of quarreling and reconciling. , his tone unconsciously brought a hint of irritability and impatience.
"……question."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the three people he was facing looking behind him in surprise, looking past him as if they were looking at someone.
"Uncle Fufeng." The three people on the opposite side put away their expressions and saluted the visitor in unison.
The person who spoke also reacted and turned around suddenly to look at Ning Xia behind him: "Fufeng...Uncle Master."
(End of chapter)
