Chapter 279 Weird Utopia

The disciples of the Starlight Sect have extremely rich combat experience. They spontaneously changed into a group of four, trying to trap the opponent and let the new teammates kill the remaining enemies.

With Qin Yu's help in fending off a powerful enemy, Wu Zhenzi began to show off his power and performed exquisite Taoist techniques one after another.

He actually used three methods at once, attacking frontally with an ice pick, entangling with vines sprouting from the ground, and giving the enemy a fatal blow with a sword that suddenly emerged from the void.

Those who fought fiercely with Qin Yu were shocked and forced their opponents to retreat. They ran wildly and shouted: "Everyone retreats a hundred feet."

The monks from the Magic Light Realm worked together to help each other, and Jin Ziming and others did not intend to kill them all, allowing them to successfully retreat.

Hongqingjie had twenty-nine people left on the field, while Demon Lightjie only had thirty-five people left. Although there were six more people, they had been beaten to the point of losing their confidence.

"Junior sister Qin, should we hunt her down?" Wu Zhenzi asked Qin Yu for her opinion.

Jin Ziming hurriedly sent a message: "Junior sister, we will retreat after rescuing the people. Don't cause any more trouble to avoid damaging our own combat effectiveness."

"Senior Brother Wu, if we continue to fight, our opponents will definitely fight tooth and nail. We came to the small world to seek opportunities. There is no need to fight them to the death." Qin Yu said.

"What Junior Sister Qin said makes sense, and that's exactly what I mean."

Seeing that the enemy was not pursuing them, the cultivators in the Demonic Light Realm jumped up and flew into the distance.

Naturally, the next step was to heal the wounded and clean the battlefield. Under the auspices of Wu Zhenzi, the five reinforcements also received a large share of the spoils.

He looked at Jin Ziming curiously and asked: "Brother, are you from Lingyun Sect or another sect? Your sword skills are really good."

The rude man put on an indifferent expression, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away, and said: "Nobody is worth mentioning."

Wu Zhenzi was given a blank look but didn't care. He turned around and asked, "Junior sister Qin, there are many dangers in this small world. There are only a few of you. Why don't you join us? We can take care of each other."

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Wu. Although we are from different sects, we have agreed to fight for an opportunity together, so I won't leave with you. Please forgive me."

When Qin Yu said this, Wu Zhenzi couldn't be persuaded. He couldn't block people's way of making money or insist on getting a share of the pie.

The five people broke away from the team and found Wei Ran who was hiding not far away. The people in disguise were too lazy to restore their original appearance and simply continued to move forward.

The next trip went relatively smoothly. After a day and a half, Wang Hai pointed to a valley ahead and said, "We're here, that's where it is."

Above this valley, white mist shrouded, and nothing could be seen clearly. Even detection with spiritual consciousness was blocked. Everyone had no choice but to land outside the valley.

"How to get in?" Qin Yu asked the natives.

"I don't know. I am a descendant of the Demon Sect. I only know that this is the place where the righteous leader Wen Feng died. I don't know anything else." Wang Hai replied nonchalantly.

"I just tried it. There is a big formation here and I can't fly in," Lin Xi said.

"Then walk around the valley and see if there is an entrance." The man suggested.

There was no better way, so I had to do this, but after more than two hours of circling, I found nothing.

Just when I was feeling impatient, an old voice suddenly came from the valley: "Are you monks from the Hongqing Realm?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock. Unexpectedly, not only were there living people inside, but they also took the initiative to contact them. After hesitating for a moment, Jin Ziming answered loudly: "Exactly."

"Welcome all my friends to be our guests, you can fly in now."

The valley shook slightly, and everyone sensed that the master had temporarily closed the formation. Jin Ziming looked at Wang Hai, and the two nodded to each other. He no longer hesitated, took the lead and flew into the white mist.

The rest of the people hurriedly followed. After entering the valley, the scenery suddenly opened up. Surrounded by mountains, it was verdant, with patches of medicinal fields, and the fragrance was fragrant.

In a large clear lake, colorful fish are swimming happily; the sun is warm, peach blossoms are in the gentle breeze, and falling flowers are in full bloom.

A wooden courtyard is built next to the water, with a cool bamboo forest behind it. Under the weeping willows facing the lake, there is a wooden table and two chairs, and a kind old man in white is leisurely drinking tea.

Standing next to him was a young man in gray clothes, respectfully making tea for the old man. The scenery in the valley was like a painting, a peaceful and tranquil paradise.

The six people landed nearby, walked through the shady bamboo forest, and found that the handsome young man had opened the courtyard door.

"My husband is waiting for you all by the lake. Please come with me."

Seeing them nodding, he smiled slightly, turned around and led everyone into the front hall.

The beams and pillars were made of unknown wood and gave off a pleasant woody fragrance. After inhaling it, they felt refreshed and they couldn't help but take a few more puffs.

The young man was not surprised by this and did not offer any explanation. He just led the way. Suddenly, Wei Ran asked, "Is this a native of the small world?"

The young man was stunned, then smiled and said: "Yes, sister, I am a local native."

"Me too, but we have never met before." Wang Hai said cheerfully.

"The teacher said that the outside of the valley is extremely dangerous. I have cultivated the Golden Elixir to Perfection. Without the guidance of the teacher, I am not allowed to leave the valley alone." The young man sighed helplessly.

Everyone looked at his cultivation and found that he had not yet reached Nascent Soul, but Jin Ziming was shocked. This man's soul was extremely powerful.

After leaving the front hall and soon entering the backyard, the five of them suddenly heard Wei Ran's message:

"Everyone, be careful. This young man is lying. He is a disciple of the Lihuo Sect who was lost in the small world hundreds of years ago.

I have seen his portrait in the ancient books in the door, but fortunately I changed into Hongqingjie clothes and was not recognized by him."

When everyone heard this, they all became alert, and Jin Ziming hurriedly sent a message:

"Everyone, please be careful. If there is an accident, use your protective magic weapon immediately. But on the surface, you should be more casual and don't let the other party see it."

He quickened his pace and walked to the front. In terms of skills and experience in dealing with people, he was the best among the six.

The old man sitting by the lake turned his head and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, friends, please come over and have a cup of spiritual tea. This valley is usually deserted and it is rare for anyone to visit. You are a rare visitor."

The six people bowed to him and walked forward. Beside the wooden table, a thin blue-gray kitten was pacing, looking listless.

The mangy man's spiritual consciousness detected and confirmed that this was just an ordinary kitten. Everyone was embarrassed to find that there were only two chairs here. After the old man sat down, there was only one left.

The young man said sheepishly: "No one usually comes here. I will go to the house right away to move some wooden benches. Please forgive me." After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

The old man has a darker complexion, an ordinary appearance, a long gray beard, and some sickly features on his face. Judging from his cultivation, he is at the peak level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, so the six of them are not afraid.

The old man coughed twice and said:

"I also ask for your forgiveness. I was seriously injured when fighting with others in my early years, and I have not recovered yet.

Rely on knowing some formations to protect this valley, and plant some medicinal herbs to survive."

His eyes are wise, and his calm tone has the meaning of having experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"Sir, you are humble. The scenery of this valley is stunning. It is the best choice for health and immortality. It is really the envy of the younger generation." Jin Ziming responded with a smile.

After a while, the young man brought a stool, and the five people took it, letting Jin Ziming sit on the only remaining wooden chair, while they sat behind him.

The young man still stood and served tea to the guests. Soon, everyone received a cup of fragrant golden tea soup.

Several people looked at each other, not daring to take a sip. The old man looked a little worried. He picked up his tea cup and took a sip.

The mangy man spoke at the right time: "Please forgive me, sir, we are from the Hongqing world. Before setting off, the elders once said that the locals in the small world are enemies rather than friends.

After we entered the valley, we had been feeling uneasy, so we became a little overly cautious, which made my husband laugh."

The old man was stunned. The other party was so straightforward, which was obviously better than those weak excuses.

The old man nodded approvingly and said with a smile:

"Young people should be careful and live longer. There is nothing wrong with it. It is not easy to cultivate spiritual tea. Although it is a pity to abandon it, it is not a big deal. I invite you to enter the valley, but I have an unkind invitation."

"Sir, please make it clear that if we can help and there is no danger, we will not refuse." Jin Ziming smiled casually.

The old man nodded slightly and continued:

"I have been trying to refine a pill that can completely cure old diseases, but the small world has incomplete rules and cannot grow many herbs, so I always fall short.

The kids are monks from the outside world, and they must have some spiritual herbs with them.

I won’t take advantage of you either. I will use the best elixirs from this place in exchange for some herbs that are not particularly precious.

Feng Heng, go to the medicine cabinet and get twenty kinds of rare medicinal materials, and let the children choose on their own."

The young man followed the instructions and went back to the house to get the medicine. Not long after, he came back and took out twenty jade boxes from the ring.

He opened the boxes one by one, and suddenly there was a huge glow of treasure and the fragrance of medicine overflowed. It was obviously a thousand years old, or even thousands of years old.

There are thick and plump black dragon ginseng, silver snow lotus, purple chalcedony, golden bergamot, etc. There are also some that cannot be named, but you can tell at a glance that they are extremely rare treasures.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but feel excited. The reckless man was the first to discover that these were great medicines for the physical body, and there were no medicinal materials for the soul.

Qin Yu asked eagerly: "I wonder what herbs you want to exchange for, sir?"

The old man took out a pen and paper from the drawer of the wooden table, wrote seven kinds of medicinal materials on it, and handed it to Jin Ziming.

"This is the name of the medicinal herbs I need. Any one of them, as long as the dose is large enough, you can take a precious medicine.

If the quantity is insufficient, several medicinal materials can also be exchanged together."

Jin Ziming glanced at it and then passed it to his teammates behind him.

After everyone circulated it, they all looked happy. Although the medicinal materials on it are rare in the Hongqing world, they are not uncommon. If you put them together, you should be able to exchange for several precious medicines.

The voice of the reckless man suddenly sounded in Fire Fox's mind: "Wei Ran, don't take out the medicinal materials from the magic light world, otherwise your identity will be exposed."

Jin Ziming and three others began to collect medicinal materials. The old man looked at it with a smile. The young man ignored Wang Hai, who was also a native, and asked Wei Ran: "Young lady, are you not interested in my husband's precious medicine?"

"Of course I'm interested, but I don't have the medicinal materials on the list."

When the exchange started, Qin Yu happily took over a black dragon ginseng, but unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred.
Chapter completed!