Chapter 90 Little Monk "Why are there so many cage plants here?"
Ancestor Huangquan didn't know about the fierce battles that had taken place here.
Ye Kong also didn't expect that this cage plant had such strong vitality.
For more than half a year, the open space was actually covered with cages made of square vines.
Under the moonlight, the upright cages pulled out a dark shadow, which looked like upright coffins, which felt a bit weird.
"How is this place?"
Ye Kong jumped off his horse and looked at the pitcher grass.
"This place is good.
Although the cage plants are low-grade and low-grade spiritual grass, such a large quantity can also provide a lot of wood attribute spiritual energy.
In any case, it is much more abundant than the spiritual energy in Ye Mansion."
Huang Quan Ancestor He nodded and said.
Ye Kong smiled and said: "What's more important is that these pitcher plants can also be used as houses.
If you stay here for a few months, you need a place to live."
"That's right, you can also pick some seeds of cage grass, which may have miraculous effects on the enemy in the future."
Ancestor Huangquan didn't have to worry about being discovered, and flew out of the small sword weapon.
"Where is that cellar?"
Ancestor Huangquan flew around on the cage grass and sighed when he came back, "Back then, this was a small village with many families.
I happened to kill a foreign monk and flew here.
I sneaked into the cellar of a house, and I didn’t expect that a hundred thousand years later, this place would become a desolate place.”
"One hundred thousand years have passed, and the sea has changed.
Mountains and rivers can change directions, let alone a small village."
Ye Kong answered while using a small sword weapon to dig out a cage made of vines for people.
Small door for entry and exit.
After a while, Ye Kong made a simple room, but Ancestor Huang Quan did not give up and was busy looking for the cellar where he once lived.
"Stop looking for it.
What will happen if you find your original body?
I'm afraid even the bones are missing.
You'd better help me refine the Bigu Pill first."
Ye Kong took out the fruit of the bran grain tree from the storage bag.
Ancestor Huang Quan refused to obey.
He waved his arms and smashed the stones on the ruins of the small pavilion in the middle of the open space.
He still could not find the entrance to the cellar.
"Damn it, where is it?"
Ancestor Huang Quan asked angrily.
"Why do you have to rush to find that cellar?
Do you have any treasures hidden here?"
Ye Kong asked doubtfully.
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Ancestor Huangquan's expression changed, but then he laughed, "There is no treasure worth searching for, Ancestor.
It's just that I want to see the place where I was buried and express my feelings."
"Then make an elixir for me."
"Oh, I didn't expect that I, ancestor, had lived for a hundred thousand years, and in the end I was reduced to a Danu like you, a young boy.
I even specialized in practicing Bigu Pill and this kind of rubbish.
What a secret."
Ancestor Huang Quan shook his head dejectedly and smiled bitterly.
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Fly back.
The inside of this cage plant is very small, only one square meter.
It can be squeezed in by two people.
However, Huang Quan Ancestor is not happy and insists on opening a room for himself.
Anyway, there are many cages, and Ye Kong doesn't care about him. , began to practice on his own.
The first thing to do, of course, is to refine the top-grade defense weapon made of ink leather.
With this thing, safety is guaranteed.
A few days later, Ye Kong walked out of a prison cage with a proud face.
He could tell that he had successfully refined the armor.
He was shirtless, and there was no sign that he was wearing clothes.
The armor had been hidden in his body.
"Ancestor, do you think this armor is as effective as you said?
It can't be seen or touched, and it doesn't have any sparkle."
While Ye Kong was happy, he became a little doubtful.
"You know nothing!"
Huangquan Ancestor, who was still wandering in the cage grass, cursed, threw a fireball at him with a wave of his hand, and shouted coldly, "Don't hide."
Ye Kong knew that he would not harm him and that the power of the fireball technique was limited, so he stood and let the fireball hit his chest.
"boom"
When the fireball stuck to his body, the black and gray armor immediately appeared, and he resisted the small fireball.
The fireball exploded into a brilliant sheet of sparks and disappeared, but Ye Kong was unscathed, and the armor transformed into his body.
Ye Kong happily wiped his chest and said with a smile: "Hey, it's really effective.
Haha, it's really a good thing.
Ancestor, here are some more."
"Stop playing, go and practice the repulsion technique.
Once you've mastered it, practice the fireball technique and the ice bullet technique.
Practice all those spells.
Don't underestimate those low-level spells.
They can improve your ability to use various attributes.
Spiritual control.”
"Oh, got it."
The sun rises and the moon sets, winter passes and spring comes.
One day three months later, the sun was shining and spring was full of joy.
The sun hid behind the white clouds and the weather bid farewell to the cold.
It was warm but not hot.
The mangroves experienced a winter, taking off their reddish-brown coat and growing new branches as bright red as fire.
From a distance, they looked like pieces of flame.
It's really beautiful.
Above the mangroves, there was a sound of breaking wind, and a monk was seen calmly flying towards an animal bone magic weapon with his hands behind his back.
This is a young monk wearing indigo coarse cloth.
His clothes are not the long robes that people in the southern capital city like to wear, but similar to the shorts that the barbarians like to wear, except that there is an extra black storage bag hanging on his waist.
Although this young barbarian monk moves leisurely and flies very slowly, this is not because he wants to enjoy the scenery of the mangroves.
It is because his flying magic weapon is too rubbish, and such a fast speed is the limit.
The barbarian monk stepped on the bone flying magic weapon and flew in the sky, letting the wind flap his straight trousers.
He seemed to be leisurely, but his eyes were looking around, not at the scenery, but very vigilantly patrolling the surroundings.
After all, he was just a low-level monk who could be pinched by anyone.
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He didn't want to offend those powerful monks and stay away from him whenever he saw them.
Stay away, otherwise you will die without knowing how.
Fortunately, he encountered no monks or spiritual beasts along the way, so it was very safe, but he did not relax his vigilance.
"Hey, what's going on over there?
Those little square cages are a kind of peculiar tree."
The little barbarian monk's eyes fell on an open space in the middle of the mangrove forest.
Go check it out.
The little barbarian monk changed his direction and flew slowly towards him.
When he got closer, he was surprised to find that there were fluctuations in spiritual energy.
"Low-grade low-grade spiritual wood."
The little barbarian monk felt happy and flew over at high speed.
Although he didn't understand what kind of plant it was or what its uses were, as long as it was a spiritual grass or spiritual tree, it would definitely be useful.
If you pick some seeds or fruits, you might find some rare spiritual wood with miraculous effects.
"I don't know what kind of grass or trees it is, but it actually grew such a strange shape.
I just picked some, and I can exchange them for some spiritual stones when I get to the market soon."
The little barbarian monk landed happily, raised his hand, and the spiritual beast skull was made.
The flying magic weapon was put into the storage bag.
He is a young monk in a small sect of barbarian cultivators.
This sect is very small and very poor.
A young monk like him is even poorer.
I heard that there is a market near the prehistoric period and I want to visit the market.
He just went to the market, and he really didn't have anything extra to exchange, let alone spiritual stones.
He thought he would come back empty-handed this time, but he didn't expect to pick up some strange spiritual herbs on the way.
"I'm really lucky this time."
The little barbarian monk said happily, wanting to find the seeds of the cage plant.
At this moment, Ye Kong is talking to Ancestor Huang Quan.
After three months of practice, he has completely mastered the use of small sword magic weapons.
He has even practiced various spells very skillfully.
He is preparing to return to the city. trip.
However, Huangquan Patriarch scolded him again, "You restless guy, don't think that I don't know what you think."
Ye Kongqi said, "It's been three months.
I'm going back to visit and comfort my wife.
What's wrong with this?"
Ancestor Huang Quan said, "You want to go back and say goodbye to them, and then go out for a walk.
I'm right."
Ye Kong was guessed by the ancestor of Huang Quan and laughed.
He did not deny it and said: "Yes, you see that I have the ability to protect myself now.
It's time to go out for a walk and relax.
By the way, I can help my mother find it."
You can also practice the elixir for treating the face, see the local customs, and maybe encounter some opportunities."
"Come on."
Ancestor Huang Quan said angrily, "Yes, your boy is indeed powerful in spiritual power and consciousness.
The third level of Qi Refining can actually make the small sword exert 40% of its power.
This is something I did not expect, ancestor."
"But don't think that you are already very powerful.
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Once your wings are hardened, you can go out and fly.
I tell you, you are still early.
A little ant like you will be crushed to death within minutes of going out.
The world of immortality is not as warm as you imagined.
Everywhere is full of danger, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed."
"It's okay to kill people and seize treasures, but I don't have any treasures to seize."
Ye Kong said sternly.
"Your little sword and armor are enough for someone to kill you."
“It’s not okay if I don’t take it out.”
"Immortal cultivators don't need a reason to kill people.
Just like if you are in a bad mood one day and you crush a few ants to death, those high-level cultivators kill people just like crushing an ant to death."
"Isn't there still you?"
Ancestor Huangquan fainted, "You have plotted against me, ancestor, and I tell you, I will never help you with your ruin.
You treat me as an ancestor, and I am still in the prime of my Nascent Soul stage."
Ye Kong smiled and said, "Then I won't help you with your matter."
Ancestor Huangquan asked curiously, "What can I do?"
"Find the cellar and look for the treasure."
Ancestor Huangquan said depressedly, "How did you know?"
Ye Kong was even more depressed than he was, "Speaking of my ancestor, you have overturned this entire ground in the past three months.
If I don't know better, do you think I'm stupid?"
Ancestor Huang Quan smiled brightly and did not deny it.
Ye Kong asked again, "Ancestor, tell me, what kind of treasure can a great monk like you never forget?"
"It has nothing to do with you, and it's of no use to you."
Ancestor Huangquan avoided answering.
"Then tell me, what is it and what is its name?"
Ye Kong refused.
"I'm telling you, I don't know either."
Seeing Ye Kong's disbelief, Ancestor Huangquan added, "I only know that it is a treasure, but I don't know what its use is.
At least it has one use, which is to let my soul in the little swordsmanship."
The weapon has not died for a hundred thousand years."
"Oh, this is very useful."
Ye Kong nodded.
"Otherwise you think you are a Nascent Soul, and if you get into the magic weapon, you can sleep for a hundred thousand years and not die."
Ancestor Huangquan finished speaking angrily, and then said: "I said boy, don't make any plans, take it out when the time comes.
It’s just for you.
If you want to swallow it, don’t blame my ancestor for falling out.”
Ye Kong said angrily, "How could I do that kind of thing?
Please don't insult my character.
We are friends.
Friends, you know, love is stronger than gold.
Love lasts forever.
What treasure can compare with our pure and noble friendship?"
So I will never swallow it, so don’t worry.”
Ancestor Huangquan felt relieved and asked, "Tell me, do you know where the cellar is?"
Ye Kong laughed, "I can tell you, but there are conditions.
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If you find any benefit in that thing in the future, you have to count me in."
Ancestor Huang Quan stared at him for a long time before saying, "I finally understand now that the word shameless is written like this."
"Hey, I said I wouldn't embezzle your treasures.
I'm shameless."
"But you are blackmailing" Ye Kong rogue said, "Do you agree or not?"
Ancestor Huangquan was about to speak when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and laughed, "There is a monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining outside.
You are in trouble."
Ancestor Huangquan stretched his body and said lazily, "Ancestor, I am a little bit Sleepy, ah, I'm going to bed.
If you can't beat me, please ask me for help, but there are conditions.
Tell me where the cellar is, my friend. " After Huangquan Ancestor finished speaking, his body shrank smaller and smaller, and he got into the small sword weapon.
"Hey, don't run away, you shameless old guy, abandoning your friends and running away from the battlefield, I, Ye Kong, have misjudged the wrong person."
Ancestor Huang Quan chuckled and said, "Whatever you say is useless, haha, he is three levels higher than you.
You are a rookie with no actual combat experience, so be careful
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