Farming in the Immortal Mansion

On Thursday, Master Zhou Mingzhao also discovered Ye Ling and the others, but looked at them condescendingly and indifferently, still sitting cross-legged on the boulder across the mountain road, meditating, and said with an arrogant expression:

"I thought I was Cui Jing'er from Lingfu Immortal Sect, but it turns out it's you! Mu Han, you're so lucky! You actually teleported to the heights of the Demon Tomb, but it's far behind us! If you know what's going on, old man If you are honestly ranked behind this team, I will naturally not be as knowledgeable as you. If you try to surpass me, you will not be able to talk about it! "

Yao Guangxu, a physical cultivator, opened his eyes as big as copper bells and shouted: "What? You still dare to block the way! Others respect you as the fourth son of the Zhou family's great cultivator family, but I, Yao Guangxu, am not afraid!"

Hong Guanlin hurriedly grabbed Yao Guangxu and lowered his voice to dissuade him: "The opponent is powerful, and there are only five of us. If we charge forward forcefully, we will definitely not get any benefits! It's better to keep a low profile and stay away from the edge for the time being. Captain, what do you think?"

Ye Ling said calmly: "Well! It's just halfway up the mountain, and there are no natural resources in front of us. It's unwise to take action at this time. It will inevitably be benefited by latecomers. It's better to let them open the way, and we will follow closely. Stay behind them, enjoy the success, and watch the changes!"

Hongtang and Qingwan also nodded repeatedly and asked Hong Guanlin to negotiate with the core disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect on the boulder.

Hong Guanlin cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and laughed loudly at the boulder: "Hong Guanlin in the Poisonous Miasma Mountain, I have long admired the name of Young Master Zhou! I am grateful to be able to be cared for by Young Master Zhou on Yaoling Mountain! Haha, we are willing to be second! If you can be of any use to us, Fourth Young Master, just ask and we will definitely help."

Hong Guanlin's words were humble and polite. Zhou Mingzhao, who was standing on the boulder, was quite impressed by what he said. He nodded and said arrogantly: "You know what I mean! I'm showing mercy to you outside the law. Please step aside! Follow us one mile away." , you are not allowed to come near, understand?”

Yao Guangxu was furious after hearing this. If it hadn't been discussed in advance and the captain had given instructions, he would have rushed forward and fought them desperately.

"Understood! Understood! Whatever the Fourth Young Master says is whatever he says!" Hong Guanlin, however, was not annoyed at all. He kept a smile on his face and kept flattering him.

When the core disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect on the boulder closed their eyes and meditated, Hong Guanlin spat behind his back: "Bah! It's just relying on the power of that old guy Zhou Tong'an, he really takes himself seriously. "

Instead, Yao Guangxu patted him on the shoulder and comforted him with sympathy: "It's hard for you, brother! If it were me, I would rather lose my head than say a soft word."

Ye Ling checked the surrounding terrain, led the team away from the mountain road, and came to the edge of the cliff, under the ancient pines facing the mountain wind. Not only was it far away from Zhou Mingzhao and the others, but the terrain was remote and blocked by trees. They could trace the stream from the waterfall to the stream. The monks who came up could not see them at a glance.

In addition, Ye Ling also noticed that the wind spirit energy and wood spirit energy here were relatively strong, no worse than the boulder blocking the road where Zhou Mingzhao and the others were.

The five of them were meditating under the ancient pine trees and absorbing the aura of the place. Ye Ling had Hongtang and Qingwan by his side, so he didn't have to be wary of the movements around him and could concentrate on his cultivation without any distractions.

While Hong Guanlin was meditating, he slipped through the gaps in the trees, sometimes looking at Zhou Mingzhao and the others on the boulder to see if they had left, and sometimes looking under the waterfall.

After a full hour, there was finally movement under the waterfall. Waves more than ten feet high suddenly arose, which immediately attracted Hong Guanlin's attention: "Huh? They came by water. It doesn't look like they are doing magic in the water." device!”

Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes and looked intently, and he saw a group of monks walking through the water. Although the water flowed rapidly, they still could not get their clothes wet.

"It's the overlapping wave formation of the Lingfu Immortal Sect! Cui Jing is here."