There were more than a dozen monks sitting on the boat, and the one who called Zhao Lin was a young man less than twenty years old. He was tall and had a bright face. He was the physical cultivator from Xiniu Prefecture at the Third Academy Performance Festival.
Zhao Lin recognized it at a glance and blurted out: "Wei Shi!"
Wei Shi looked surprised, "Brother Zhao went to Yinfeng Valley to do a sect mission?"
Zhao Lin nodded and smiled, "Exactly, Brother Wei too?"
Although the two of them had only met once and had a few conversations, they felt different and much closer when they met by chance in a foreign country.
When Zhao Lin asked about it, Wei Shi looked ashamed and sighed: "Don't mention it. In fact, I entered the Yinfeng Realm a few days ago."
"It's a pity that I wasn't prepared enough. I stayed there for five or six days and didn't pick up a few Yinfeng grasses. I ran out of spiritual rice and spiritual stones, so I had to withdraw."
"I can't bear to think about it. I'm going to go in again today!"
White level sect tasks are valid for three months, and generally there is no limit on the number of times. As long as the task is not completed, it can be performed repeatedly.
"How's it going? Is the mission easy to do? Is it dangerous inside?"
Zhao Lin inquired and said that although the mission details were described in great detail, after all, it was not as good as personal experience. It was always good to know more.
Wei Shi thought for a while and replied: "The tasks in the Yinfeng Realm are permanent tasks, so there are people collecting spiritual grass there all year round. The Yinfeng Grass is not easy to find, and the Star Peony is even more difficult to find."
"And the yin energy is very strong. It's best to prepare more Sanyang pills, spiritual stones and spiritual rice, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it if you stay here for a long time."
He paused for a moment and said: "As for safety, there are some ghosts and low-level monsters in the Yin Wind Realm. As long as you are careful and don't go to places where the Yin Qi is too strong, you will basically not be in danger."
At this time, someone on the boat sneered, "Two young boys, they haven't learned to walk yet and they want to run away."
Zhao Lin frowned slightly. This sentence was obviously meant for himself and Wei Shi. He looked sideways and saw a middle-aged monk with a white face and no beard sizing him up.
"What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist?"
There was no sarcasm on this man's face, and Zhao Lin didn't get angry, but asked seriously.
The middle-aged monk smiled slightly and said: "The mission in the Yinfeng Realm seems easy, but in fact it is not simple. I would like to advise you two, it is better not to go in."
Wei Shi's face darkened, and just when he was about to speak, Zhao Lin reached out and pressed down, whispering: "Listen to what he says."
The middle-aged monk didn't take it seriously and continued: "One of you is a martial arts practitioner and the other is a physical practitioner. Your strength is roughly equivalent to the middle stage of Qi refining."
"Although it's hard to find the Yin Feng Grass, as long as you are willing to put in the effort, you can always find a few. The question is, can you keep them?"
Zhao Lin was startled and immediately thought of a possibility: "Can you rob the spiritual grass inside?"
The middle-aged monk did not expect Zhao Lin to react so quickly, and admiration flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, although as long as your cultivation reaches the middle stage of Qi Refining, you can perform this task, but 70% to 80% of them are cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining."
"With your two cultivations, you can't guarantee that others won't be malicious when they encounter you. You don't want the spiritual herbs you worked so hard to collect to be taken away by others, right?"
Wei Shi retorted: "I've been in there for several days, why don't I see anyone robbing me?"
The middle-aged monk chuckled and said, "Either you are lucky, or there is no harvest and others are too lazy to do it. It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
Zhao Lin was still confused and asked: "In the sect, those who rob other people's property are bandit cultivators. Doesn't it count in the small world?"
The middle-aged monk shook his head slightly, "In Xuanyuan Continent, once you encounter danger, you can use the messenger talisman, Hongyan talisman, and Qianli talisman to call for help, but you can't in the small world!"
"Do you know why? Because these talismans cannot penetrate the barriers of the small world, and even if they are released, they cannot reach the outside world."
"Unless someone dies, it is impossible for the sect to spend so much time investigating a trivial matter of snatching spiritual grass."
After hearing this, Zhao Lin understood clearly. There is no supervision in the small world, it is impossible to transmit information to the outside world, and the cost of investigation is too high... It is equivalent to a lawless place, and the evil of human nature will naturally be magnified.
Wei Shi had nothing to say.
In fact, there is a kind of talisman that can travel between different worlds, called the Talisman of Two Realms, but it is difficult to buy on the market. The sect will only distribute it when specific tasks are performed.
"Thank you, senior brother, for letting us know about this. We will be careful."
Zhao Lin cupped his hands and thanked him seriously.
Wei Shi also said: "You were rude just now, please forgive me, senior brother."
The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, "People's hearts are unpredictable. You'd better have a way to protect yourself, otherwise you may suffer losses. That's all."
Thump thump thump…
At this moment, everyone felt a violent vibration under their feet, and a fat monk boarded the spirit boat.
Zhao Lin turned around and saw that this man was tall, extremely fat, with a pair of small eyes on his fleshy face. Judging from his dress, he should be a monk from another county who came to do the sect's mission.
The monks mainly feed on spiritual rice, and there are very few people who are so obese. Zhao Lin guessed that this person must have eaten spiritual beast meat, otherwise he would not have grown like this.
Every time the fat monk took a step, the fat on his body trembled wildly, and the spirit boat also trembled twice.
In addition to his eye-catching figure, the fat monk's cultivation level is also quite outstanding, reaching the ninth level of Qi refining.
Zhao Lin used the Qi Watching Technique to observe that the ninth air mass on this person's shoulders was quite solid, indicating that the ninth level had been cultivated to a deep level, and even if it was not the peak of Qi refining, it was not far away.
After the fat monk came up, his small eyes were bright and he quickly scanned the passengers on the boat.
When he saw Zhao Lin and Wei Shi, he curled his lips unabashedly.
The fat monk found an empty place to sit down, and suddenly thought of something, and shouted to Zhao Lin and Wei Shi: "Hey, you two, are you going to the Yinfeng Realm?"
Zhao Lin said lukewarmly: "Do you have any advice, fellow Taoist?"
The fat monk laughed and said in an almost commanding tone: "Enter the small world, and you will find the Yin Feng Grass with me."
Without waiting for the two to answer, he took out two talismans from his arms and said, "You leave your breath on the talismans so that we can contact you easily if you get lost."
Zhao Lin took a look and recognized that what he was holding was a traveling talisman.
The traveling talisman is similar to the messenger talisman. As long as you leave your breath, the talisman can find you.
The difference is that the traveling talisman can be controlled by the person who activates it, making it easier for the monks to follow the talisman and find people.
Zhao Lin saw through the other party's intention and said that they wanted to find Yinfengcao together, most likely because they wanted to catch two free coolies.
Seeing that neither of them reached out, the fat monk's face darkened, "What? Are you unwilling to be protected by someone?"
Zhao Lin waved his hand and said: "I understand the kindness. I am withdrawn and like to be alone."
"Aloof character?"
The fat monk sneered, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes, "Okay, don't force it. Since you want to work in vain, it's no wonder."
"Everyone, take a seat, the boat is sailing!"
The monk who controlled the spirit boat shouted, and the spirit boat slowly rose and flew towards the Dark Wind Valley.
(End of chapter)
