Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling asked Bingdie and Catfish Old Demon to stand by, then raised the evil-killing sword light and charged straight towards Jinwu Mountain alone.

Under the dark night, Ye Ling deliberately did not avoid the fishing boats of the Nanyu Sect. The Zhuxie Flying Sword flew high, and the sword light looked particularly bright!

"Who?! Trespassing on the territory of our Nanyu Sect?"

Several fishing boats gathered together in unison, and as expected, as the catfish old demon said, they were traveling very fast on the sea, no slower than the sixth-order flying sword.

Ye Ling saw the monks in short clothes and barefoot on the fishing boat, all holding glimmering harpoons and heavy oars, looking at him warily.

Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly and naturally: "I'm Xia Muhan! I came from afar and saw fishing boats and fishing boats here, so I came here to inquire."

The fishing boats that gathered around them all showed surprise on their faces. They saw that this handsome and evil monk wearing a moon-white satin gown came from the eastern sea. It was vast and had no islands. I didn’t know how he came across the sea. of?

However, these people saw that Ye Ling was indeed very strange, especially his attire, which was very different from that of the monks from Aolai Country, so they couldn't help but be dubious.

There was an old man among them. Seeing that Ye Ling's appearance and bearing were extraordinary, and the flying sword under his feet exuded an icy air, making him look like he was the best of the sixth level, he also said very politely: "I don't know what your friend is asking about? This place is To the north of Dongsang Island is Aolai Country, we are monks from the Nanyu Sect of Aolai Country, and this island is also under the jurisdiction of our Nanyu Sect!"

After hearing this, Ye Ling secretly sneered in his heart. I dare say that Nanyu Sect occupied the east island of Dongsang Island and regarded the entire Dongsang Island as their own!

However, Ye Ling didn't show it on his face.

Ran said calmly: "Oh! It turns out that you came to Guonan Yu Sect proudly. Is the sect master here? I have something important to do and want to see your sect master!"

The mature one just frowned after hearing this, but several young disciples of Nanyu Sect couldn't bear it anymore and shouted:

"Where did you come from? You want to see our sect master so shamelessly?"

"Sect Master, you can meet him just by talking to him? Hahaha, what a joke!"

"It's just a ninth-level cultivation. In our Nanyu Sect, there are not twenty, but a dozen!"

Hearing the cynicism of these people, Ye Ling did not get angry. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I'm not talented, and my cultivation is insignificant, but I am still a master of alchemy! I can refine seventh-level and eighth-level alchemy." I wonder how many alchemy masters like me there are in your Nanyu Sect?”

Ye Ling learned from the Golden Crow Tribe that the aura of Dongsang Island was average and not much better than that of Aolai Country. Being able to make elixirs was already amazing! Ye Ling was afraid that he would scare them by saying he was the master of alchemy, but it would not be easy to win people's trust. It would be better to use the name of master of alchemy as before.

Sure enough, the expression on the face of the young disciple of the Nanyu Sect on the fishing boat suddenly changed from the angry expression at the beginning to a rich expression! Some were surprised, some were awe-stricken, and some were still disbelieving and skeptical.

The mature monk said cautiously: "Oh? Are you really a master of alchemy? That's great! Our sect leader is thirsty for talents and hopes to meet an alchemist like you! Please come on board! Hey, you guys Boy, what are you doing standing around? Hurry up and help Master Muhan!"