Chapter 680: Underground Cold Pond, Collected Again
Although Yang Che's consciousness has been covering the ground, there is no strange color on his face.
He made the seals quickly with both hands, appearing to be very laborious, as if he could barely control the thirteen special jade boxes with all his strength.
Those densely packed spiked monster fish immediately turned to bite him.
Yang Che flicked his sleeves and robes, and dozens of 'Rain Fire Talismans' suddenly flashed, emitting fire points like a heavy rain, and fell overwhelmingly on these spiked monster fish.
Immediately afterwards, he freed up a hand and waved it quickly towards the medicine garden. The thirteen 'Han Ling Flowers' immediately fell off the Cold Spirit Grass one by one under the action of the spiritual threads and floated into the special jade box. .
All the jade boxes immediately closed gently and turned into thirteen streams of light that quickly flew back to Yang Che's hand.
Hands on, it's cold to the bone.
Thirteen ‘Hanling Flowers’ were obtained.
At the same time, all the dead and injured spiked monster fishes got back into the river water. After a while, the ice surface returned to calm.
Yang Che put the thirteen special jade boxes into his storage bag. He did not stand up, but still sat cross-legged. Soon, he closed his eyes and meditated like an old monk in trance.
After almost half a stick of incense, the man in black clothes and pills, who looked a little thin and had fluffy and messy hair, appeared quietly again.
"Master Nephew Yang, are you planning to harvest Hanling Flowers again?"
The black-robed pill-forming monk's voice was cold, with a hint of surprise.
Yang Che stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Uncle Peng, this junior has been preparing for this task for a long time, so I decided to wait for another month and collect the Cold Spirit Flower again."
A trace of uncertainty flashed across the face of the man in black clothes. In the end, he said nothing and left coldly.
Yang Che sat cross-legged again, and his spiritual consciousness immediately sensed that the black-clad man with alchemy skills quietly walked directly underground from a stone step, and the direction was clearly the "Place of Extreme Yin".
His consciousness had long sensed that there was a peak cultivator in the middle stage of Void Refining and a cultivator in the late stage of Void Refining in the "Place of Extreme Yin" below.
Now, with the ancient god's body and the star point between the ancient demon's clone's eyebrows, the intensity of the spiritual consciousness released by Yang Che has already far exceeded that of the late stage of Void Refining. In addition, Yang Che has practiced the 'Nameless Breath Condensation Technique', so these two Void Refiners can A young monk cannot sense Yang Che's spiritual consciousness, nor can he see through Yang Che's true cultivation level.
Half an hour later.
Yang Che's consciousness sensed the voices underground.
At this time, the man in black clothes had arrived at the 'extremely yin place' underground, at the edge of a mysterious cold pool.
"Young Master, this person seems to be well prepared. Do you want to..."
"Zuo Qiupeng, this person is only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but he can easily block those 'Beast-eating Fish'. You are very close to him, what can you tell?"
A young man's cold voice sounded.
Zuoqiu Peng, a man in black who was wearing pills, immediately said respectfully:
"Young Master, this person knows some ways to restrain formations, and he has a lot of spiritual talismans in his hands, so it's not surprising that he was able to stop those 'Beast-Eating Fish'."
"That's true. This person seems to be fully prepared to collect the Cold Spirit Flower again. You should monitor his movements at any time. If he can really take away the live Cold Spirit Flower, you will kill him immediately."
The young man's cold voice was filled with murderous intent.
"Yes, young master."
Zuo Qiupeng, a man in black and wearing pills, respectfully resigned.
After Zuo Qiupeng left for a while, an extremely old Ruo Youruo Wu voice suddenly came from the cold pool:
"Ming'er, don't underestimate Dongfang Luyin. Although she is young, her mind is very scary. Regardless of whether this person is related to her or not, we must be careful and guard against it. You are going all out to attack the late stage of refining the virtual world, and there is no room for error. Heart. We are getting closer and closer to the opening of the 'Immortal Relic Realm', you must step into the ranks of the 'Genius' as soon as possible."
"Yes, ancestor, Ming'er always remembers this."
The young man's voice is no longer cold.
After a moment of silence, the old voice said again:
"When the time is right, we will notify Dongfang Luyin to come over. You must seize the opportunity when the time comes."
"Yes, ancestor, please rest assured."
The young man's voice now contained a hint of excitement.
After that, there was a long silence, and no sound was heard again...
Yang Che withdrew his consciousness, a thoughtful look on his face.
Almost an hour later, Zuo Qiupeng, a man in black clothes with pill formation, walked up from the ground.
An imperceptible coldness flashed deep in Yang Che's eyes.
Just now, he heard clearly with his spiritual consciousness that the young man known as the 'Young Master' said that if he took away the living 'Cold Spirit Flower', the black-clad alchemy monk in front of him would kill him. .
Unfortunately, Yang Che had originally decided to take away the 'Han Ling Flower' that had bloomed twice, totaling twenty-six plants.
But now, he has changed his mind.
He wanted to take away at least three blooming ‘Han Ling Flowers’, a total of thirty-nine plants.
Yang Che crossed his legs and closed his eyes, comprehending the laws of heaven and earth.
The ancient demon clone comprehended the 'small time acceleration pattern' in the space of the empty magic stone.
A month flies by in the blink of an eye.
Thirteen Cold Spirit Flowers bloomed as scheduled, and Yang Che followed suit, and got thirteen more Cold Spirit Flowers sealed in special jade boxes.
Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to wait.
"Master Nephew Yang, what do you mean?"
Zuo Qiupeng, a black-robed alchemy monk with fluffy and messy hair, noticed something was wrong.
Yang Che cupped his hands and smiled:
"Uncle Peng, this junior has done some math. Since we've already come, why not just accept it again. In this case, we can go back and hand in the mission twice. Why not?"
Zuo Qiupeng paused for a moment, looking a little embarrassed.
Yang Che felt Zuoqiu Peng's murderous intention, and he became more and more confused.
Collecting three times in a row, there is no rule that it is not allowed.
Besides, the Zuoqiu family is a vassal cultivation family of Xunxianmen. Xunxianmen sent disciples to carry out the task of collecting cold spirit flowers. According to common sense, the Zuoqiu family should be very cooperative.
Yang Che noticed something was wrong and didn't want to leave easily.
Especially when his spiritual sense sensed the "extreme yin land" below, there seemed to be something in the deep cold pool that aroused the interest of "Nine Heart Thunder Flame" and "Mysterious Sky Wild Flame".
"Junior Brother Yang, if you want to keep collecting like this, it's fine, but you have to have a clear assignment from Xunxianmen."
Zuoqiu Peng resisted the killing intention at this time and prepared to forcibly take Yang Che out of this place.
However, as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly received a voice transmission from the ‘young master’:
“Stop. Don’t touch him first. Take my token immediately and use the ‘formation gate’ to find the immortal gate and invite Dongfang Luyin here.”
Zuoqiu Peng’s body trembled immediately, and he naturally didn’t dare to act rashly.
“Junior Brother Yang, I’m going to find the immortal gate now. How about you go back with me?”
Zuoqiu Peng suddenly smiled faintly and said.
“No, Uncle Peng, I’ll continue to wait for the cold spirit flower to bloom.”
Yang Che said with a fist.
At this time, the voice of the ‘young master’ underground sounded again: “Don’t worry about him first, roll down and get the token.”
Zuoqiu Peng trembled again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, ignored Yang Che, and immediately ran to the ‘extreme cold pool’ underground.
