My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 410 Xiansheng Gate

"Friends from the waterway," the bald head said in a trembling voice, "The goods you want are ready, please, please accept."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and gestured to a young man behind him.

The young man pursed his lips, as if he was a little reluctant, and under the gaze of the bald head, he took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it over.

Yang Zhen took it out of nowhere, and with a sweep of consciousness, there was a large volume of rough refined black iron gold inside!

"What is this for?" he asked in surprise.

"Isn't this what you, want, want?" The bald head explained, but his voice became smaller and smaller, obviously noticing something was wrong.

After a while, the two sides finally figured out that this was a misunderstanding.

It turned out that the bald head actually regarded them as monks from Sangzhou!

"The senior sister in the back, at such a young age, has already established a foundation. We, we thought that this must be a thief cultivator from Sangzhou!" The bald head muttered.

"Why can't we be sect disciples?" Yang Zhen asked.

"How did I know that sect disciples would also come to our remote place?" The bald head laughed.

"So, you handed over the pure gold?"

"Well, the last time the Sangzhou thief Xiu came here, he said, let us prepare at any time, two months' worth of goods, otherwise we will leave nothing behind!" The bald man said with a mournful face.

"Damn it!" Yang Zhen swears, and has nothing to say for a while.

"Okay, you guys rest, let's talk about other things tomorrow morning!" He waved his hand.

He knew how to push the door, originally he wanted to spend the night in this yard.However, looking at the mess inside and all kinds of unpleasant smells, forget it, let's go to the mountains and find a place to relax.

The next day, Yang and Zhao called everyone together and counted the heads. There were three monks and 31 mortals in total.

He didn't bother to remember the names of these three monks, they were all surnamed Hou anyway, the oldest one with the bald head was Hou Da, the youngest one who took out the storage bag was Hou San, and the other Hou Er.

Among them, Hou Daxiu has the ninth level of Qi training, Hou Er has the seventh level of Qi training, and Hou San has only the fourth level of Qi training.

Although Hou Da surpassed Yang Zhen in cultivation, he was so experienced that he dared not disrespect the disciples of the sect, let alone Zhao Yueer who was in the foundation stage behind him.

Yang Zhen directly took out a large amount of clothes from the space, and ordered these mortals to take a good bath by the stream not far away.Although being a miner for a day, you will inevitably be dirty when you come back at night, but daily cleaning can still be done, and it can also prevent various diseases.

The three monks cleaned the small courtyard well under his orders.

He circled the yard by himself, and together with Yiyi, he arranged a natural phantom array, which still overlapped.

Although the Hechuan people think that the possibility of this place being attacked is not high, but they should take precautions, and these precautions cannot be left behind.

As long as there are enough spirit stones, the phantom array can last until the day they leave.

After the courtyard was cleaned, it looked brand new, but he and Zhao Yue'er still built a small wooden house in a mountain depression one hundred and twenty feet away, and used it as their residence.

With this distance, Yiyi and Zhao Yueer's spiritual sense can pay attention to the small courtyard at any time, and they can arrive in time for any situation.

In addition, the frenzied Yang Zhen set up several overlapping formations around the wooden house, in the bushes twenty feet away from the small courtyard, near the entrance of the mine, etc.At the same time, the people in the small courtyard are warned not to set foot in these places at will, and to enter and exit the courtyard can only take fixed routes and so on.

There was a miner who refused to listen and got into it by mistake, and then couldn't get out for a long time, crying hoarsely, and was released by Yang Zhen, who had returned from cultivation.

Since then, no one has dared to disobey their warnings.

And Yang Zhen and Zhao Yueer also spent a very pleasant time in this valley.

The two of them were practicing together, or climbing the cliff, or swimming and fishing in the lake, or chasing and playing in the air.Sometimes they even ran to the nearest town and brought a lot of food and clothes to these miners. Seeing their grateful faces, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, feeling very happy in their hearts.

Sometimes Yang Zhen even felt that it was worth living happily with the little girl for the rest of her life.

It's a pity that they didn't come here for vacation after all.And things in the world, sometimes it is such a coincidence that this Heiyan Peak, which lives in a corner, has once again become the target of the people of Sangzhou.

On the 15th day when they arrived at Heiyan Peak, at dusk, on the endless blue waves, a ship was coming through the waves.

This is a big gray-blue ship, which is almost the same color as the sea water around it. If you look down from a high altitude, you might miss it.

Of course, in this world of cultivating immortals, people cannot be fooled by color alone.The hull of this ship is also covered with a material called blue dust.This material is extracted from cyanobacteria on the seabed. Like obsidian, it has the function of preventing the prying eyes of the gods.

In the vast blue sea, even Jindan Daoist with strong spiritual sense cannot carefully check every surface of the sea, and often miss this thing.

What's more, this ship has the ability to dive.Visible and colorless in seawater, it looks like a giant jellyfish.

Because of these characteristics of this ship, the monks who went to sea gave it the title of ghost ship, which means that it is elusive and difficult to detect.

And the people of Sangzhou, with the help of such a treasure, escaped from the pursuit of Yunxiaozong time and time again, and returned with a full load of plundered goods.

At this time, a young man with a short beard was standing on the prow of the ten-foot-long ghost ship, his clothes fluttering in the sea breeze.

This person's name is Xianshengmen, and he is the nephew of Xianyue Ji who was killed by Zhao Beiqing in Qingzhou back then.

The Xian family, like the Zhao family, was also a family of two Zifu.In a corner of Sangzhou, there is already a big family.

In recent years, Sangzhou has repeatedly invaded Qingzhou, and Xianshengmen is the main instigator and participant.Just because he always felt that his aunt died in an inexplicable way, so he was full of deep-seated hatred for Qingzhou.

"Patriarch," a man in short clothes said respectfully behind him, "It's still eight hundred miles away from Qingzhou."

The ghost ship can travel four hundred miles or eight hundred miles per hour in the sea, which is two hours.

Xianshengmen glanced at the sunset in the sky, estimated the time silently, and waved: "Go, go back to the cabin to discuss matters!"

In the three-foot-long cabin, more than 20 monks sat on the floor, which looked a little crowded.

After Xiansheng Gate entered, these people bent down and sang together: "I have met the Patriarch!"

That's right, Sangzhou people usually plunder with their families as small gangs.At this time, the more than 20 foundation builders in the cabin are all elites of the Xian clan.

Xianshengmen nodded and motioned for everyone to sit down.As soon as he sat down, a map of Qingzhou was slowly opened behind him.

"Patriarch," the old-faced cultivator sitting in front straightened up, with a worried expression on his face:
"There is news from Xu Guo that the Yunxiao Sect has mobilized a large number of people to ambush us. If that's the case, why don't we take a break for two months to avoid their edge?"

(End of this chapter)