Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

All Song Wen's actions were natural and did not attract any special attention from the monks of the Yan family on board.

What all the Yan family monks on the boat didn't notice was that a small gray insect followed Song Wen's hand on the side of the boat and crawled down the outer board of the boat.

This is an ordinary beetle.

After months of cultivating Gu, Song Wen also summed up some experience.

Although the black-bellied beetle Gu has stronger combat power, the aura it emits is also more powerful and easier to detect. Although the ordinary beetle Gu is weak, its aura is also low, basically similar to ordinary insects and difficult to detect.

With Song Wen's current mental strength at the seventh level of Qi training, his mental power can detect a place of more than a hundred meters, which is not enough to detect the spiritual field.

And by attaching his mental power to the beetle Gu, he could extend the range of perception to more than four hundred meters, which already allowed him to perceive part of the spiritual field.

Song Wen controlled the beetle Gu and landed on the nearest hundred-year-old colorful grass.

Suddenly, with the help of the beetle Gu, Song Wen's mental power enveloped the colorful grass, allowing him to perceive everything about the grass.

The first is the thinness of spiritual energy.

The scent of this colorful grass made Song Wen feel extremely thin. It didn't look like a century-old elixir at all, but more like a ten-year-old elixir.

Song Wen felt strange and began to examine the colorful grass carefully.

After a while, Song Wen was sure that this colorful grass was from ten years old.

The seven colors on the leaves and the black lines on the edges of the leaves were actually painted with dye, making it look exactly like the century-old elixir from a distance.

"I didn't expect that after traveling to the world of cultivation, I would also encounter counterfeiters and profiteers."

Song Wen lamented in his heart that the most marginal elixirs in the spiritual field were all replaced by the Yan family's civet cats. I am afraid that all the century-old elixirs in the spiritual field are gone. Even those seventy-year-old elixirs may have mostly been replaced by the Yan family. The Yan family took it away.

Then, the Yan family used low-year elixirs disguised as high-year elixirs to deceive the Corpse Demon Sect and complete the sect's inventory.

But Song Wen had some doubts in his heart, who gave the Yan family such courage to steal the spiritual herbs belonging to the Corpse Demon Sect.

What Song Wen still can't figure out is that since the Yan family has transferred all the elixirs of old age, why do they continue to stay in the Poison Miasma Swamp? Aren't they afraid of being discovered by the Corpse Demon Sect and destroying the entire Yan family?

Is there any reason why the Yan family has to stay in the poisonous swamp temporarily?

"Perhaps there are still some elixirs from older years that have not reached the harvest year, so the Yan family has to take the risk of staying in the poisonous miasma swamp to cultivate colorful grass."

Song Wen looked at the spiritual field in the distance and secretly guessed in his heart.

A hundred-year-old elixir does not mean that the elixir has been grown for a hundred years.

Factors such as the aura between heaven and earth, the climate environment, the spiritual power of the soil, etc. will all affect the growth of elixirs.

For example, in ordinary places with thin spiritual energy, the possibility of elixirs appearing in the wild is very small, and it is almost impossible for elixirs that are more than a hundred years old to appear.

In some secret realms with abundant spiritual energy, there are often some extremely rare and high-year elixirs.

This is the result of the impact of the environment of heaven and earth on the growth of elixirs.

The Yan family has cultivated colorful grass for many years, and naturally they have summarized a set of methods that are most suitable for growing colorful grass.

Relying on the best planting method and the suitable environment of the poisonous swamp, the growth rate of colorful grass has been greatly accelerated.

Therefore, Song Wen guessed that the Yan family was most likely ripening a batch of high-year colorful grass. After the Yan family ripened this batch of high-year colorful grass, they would probably flee as a family.

Song Wen thought silently in his heart, while pacing back to the bronze mirror, pretending to look at the picture in it.

He has discovered the secret of the Yan family's private consumption of colorful grass, which can be regarded as completing the sect's inventory task. What he needs to do now is to return to the sect alive and report the Yan family's affairs to the sect.

On the other side, Yan Zhengping took the Yan family and Guo Tao, spent nearly two hours touring around the Lingtian District in the New Year, and then returned to the ship again.

As soon as he got on the boat, Guo Tao shouted to Song Wendao with a smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Jiyin, there is no problem with the elixir. I have just counted the elixirs of middle and high years in the spiritual field one by one. There is no problem with the quantity.

I believe that my junior brother just saw everything in the spiritual field through the bronze mirror. "

Song Wen nodded and said.

"Senior Brother Guo is right. Our mission has been successfully completed. When will we set off back to the sect?"

When Guo Tao and the high-level monks of the Yan family heard this, a hint of joy flashed in their eyes.

Yan Zhengping told Song Wendao.

"Little friend Jiyin, why are you in such a hurry? When I return to my Yan family's residence, I will entertain you two with a good banquet. It won't be too late for you two to return. Otherwise, my colleagues in the sect will find out and say that my Yan family is petty. I neglected you two."

Song Wen looked at Guo Tao hesitantly, waiting for Guo Tao to make a decision.

He knew that he couldn't act too eagerly, as it would be bad if the Yan family found out.

Seeing Song Wen's eyes, Guo Tao, as the person who spoke openly about this trip, gave Song Wen a relieved smile, then turned to Yan Zhengping and said.

"Thank you very much, Master Yan, for your kindness, but we still have sect duties, so I'm afraid we won't be able to stay for long."

Yan Zhengping said, "Then I'll treat you two to dinner tonight, and we'll go back early tomorrow morning."

Guo Tao said, "Everything is arranged by Master Yan."

Song Wen silently watched the two people's performances. He had to admit that their performances were very professional. If he hadn't already known what was wrong, Song Wen would have regarded Yan Zhengping as a hospitable old man and Guo Tao as a hospitable old man. Responsible classmates.

The big ship started slowly and sailed towards the Yan family's residence.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

More than ten people in black costumes flew out from the depths of the swamp and dense forest.

As soon as he rushed out, he activated all kinds of long-prepared spells and magic weapons and fired them at the big ship.

There are huge fireballs that burn red, there are invisible dense wind blades, there are terrifying ghosts filled with gloomy energy, and there are weapons with rising evil spirits...

Seeing the sudden ambush, the expressions of everyone on the ship changed drastically.

"No, there's an ambush. Raise the defensive shield."

Yan Zhengping's face turned cold and he shouted sternly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent barrier appeared out of thin air, completely covering the entire ship.

Countless attacks landed on the shield, and with deafening roars, violent explosions occurred everywhere in the shield.

The ship's defensive formation was extremely strong, and it actually blocked the sneak attacks of the men in black. However, the impact of various attacks also caused the ship to begin to shake violently, swaying this way and that, as if it was in danger of capsizing at any time.

The red firelight, the dark ghostly aura, the miserable green miasma...

All kinds of energy exploded around the hull, blocking out the sky and the sun. Coupled with the water splashing all around, Song Wen had the illusion that he was in a doomsday world.