Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 133 Don’t think too much
"No, it's still not satisfying!"

In a flash, Niu Dali changed his statement, causing everyone present to laugh.

After the monster was dealt with, everyone relaxed a lot.

She Yingtan smiled and said, "I thought I had seen Fellow Daoist Niu's grace before, so I didn't expect much. But now I see that Fellow Daoist Niu is even more graceful."

Gongye Ji took out a piece of white cloth and wiped the blood off the sword. No one knew why he didn't use magic power to clean it.

After hearing She Yingtan's words, he continued to move and asked, "Junior sister, have you ever met Fellow Daoist Niu?"

Although he knew that his junior sister was very lively and keen on fighting, he had never heard her mention Niu Dali.

"Brother Gongye, you may not know that I met Brother Niu when I sneaked into the mountains to play last time." She Yingtan was in a good mood, so she explained patiently.

"Oh..." Gongye Ji nodded, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he walked aside without saying anything else.

After a while, Niu Dali was still shouting that he was not satisfied. Finally, Chen Mu couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him with a smile.

"Okay, let's clean up quickly."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up slightly and they looked at the scorpion beast corpses scattered on the ground.

"A high-level demon beast, it's worth a lot of spirit stones..."

"This demonic plague doesn't seem that scary, does it?"

The people who originally thought that Niu Dali was a bit fickle suddenly began to long for more monsters to attack.

Of course, this was just their momentary thought, because they all knew that the reason why this time was so easy was, firstly, because they were lucky and there were not too many monsters, and secondly, they were well-rested and their strength was several times stronger than usual.

Seeing the inconsistency among the crowd, Niu Dali chuckled and said, "I was saying this wasn't enough. With our strength, we can easily get a few dozen more!"

This remark caused Gongye Ji to frown and he snorted in response.

"Fellow Daoist Niu is oversimplifying. This situation may seem simple, but it's actually because the monster this time is a poisonous golden scorpion. The strength of a poisonous golden scorpion is only mid-to-low among high-level monsters. If it were any other monster, let alone dozens of them, each person would be lucky to fight one."

"Hey! It's your fault. Why are you speaking up for me..." Niu Dali raised his eyebrows. He heard Gongye Ji's inexplicable emotions and didn't tolerate it. He immediately retorted.

Chen Mu smiled slightly and spoke up for Niu Dali, "Fellow Daoist Gongye's words are indeed sound advice, but you underestimate yourself a bit. Apart from anything else, just look at the sharpness of your two swords just now, and if you add the beast you control, how can ordinary monsters be your enemy?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Gongye, you are still a top disciple of our sect. Don't worry about it..."

She Yingtan also nodded and said.

What's interesting is that Gong Yeji, who had been listening to Niu Dali and Chen Mu's words with an increasingly grim expression, suddenly changed his expression after hearing his junior sister's words of advice. He looked at She Yingtan, nodded, and smiled, "Thank you for your words of comfort, junior sister. I was just overthinking it..."

Seeing such a contrasting scene, Chen Mu and Niu Dali looked at each other and nodded thoughtfully. Then they ignored it and ordered their disciples to clean up the scorpion beast's corpse.

After a while, thanks to Niu Dali's bravery, Shuiyunjian got ten demon pills, the scorpion beast's tail hook and some spiritual materials, and the Beastmaster Sect got seven demon pills and the remaining spiritual materials.

Chen Mu called the Shuiyun disciples together and said softly, "Let's follow the agreement we made when we came here. All resources will be placed with Senior Sister Han Jing first. We will redistribute them after we return to the mountain."

“It’s supposed to be this way…”

"Let's do it this way. After all, we've already agreed on it. We can rest assured if we leave it with Senior Sister Han."

Everyone nodded in agreement and did not object because of the two peaks' opinion.

"Okay then." Chen Mu pursed his lips and smiled, handing a separate storage bag to Han Jing, saying, "Senior Sister Han, please keep it." "Okay." Han Jing's eyes were as rippling as a lake, and a gentle smile appeared on her fair and delicate face. She quickly reached out to take it, looked around, and said firmly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of it!"

A moment later, a disciple who was squatting on the ground, carefully observing the large hole where the scorpion beast appeared, suddenly shouted, "Senior Brother Chen, come quickly..."

Everyone who was talking and laughing was stunned and walked over to the sound.

"What's wrong, Li Quan?"

Niu Dali asked curiously, this disciple named Li Quan was a fellow immortal seedling of Chen Mu and him, and his cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi Condensation, which was not inferior to some older brothers at all.

"There seems to be something wrong with this cave." Li Quan replied without raising his head and continued to stare at the cave entrance.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he moved closer to look in the direction he was looking.

At first glance, there is nothing strange about the cave entrance, but if you look closely, you can see some dark mist floating faintly on the surface of the soil inside the cave entrance, which lingers for a long time.

He frowned slightly and did not dare to act rashly. Instead, he turned and looked at She Yingtan, thinking that the Beast Taming Sect cultivator might recognize this thing.

She Yingtan guessed what he meant, so she took a few steps forward and recognized the strange fog.

But no matter how she recalled her master's records about the mountain fog, she couldn't find a match.

"Strange..." she muttered, then stood up and shook her head.

Seeing that he couldn't rely on others, Chen Mu waved his hand and released a wisp of magic power, which carefully touched the dark fog.

"boom!"

The moment of contact, his spiritual consciousness attached to the magic power suddenly shook.

"Gloomy, dark, weird..." All kinds of feelings flooded into his sea of ​​consciousness, making him feel extremely awkward.

"Is it the spiritual consciousness of that Jindan demon cultivator that has infected me..." This thought came to Chen Mu's mind, but before it lasted three breaths, he shook his head and rejected the idea.

"It's different. When that Jindan demon cultivator used his innate magical power before, it gave me a bloody and murderous feeling, which is completely different from what I felt today."

What else could it be... Something like this that can give a monk a different feeling must not be an ordinary object.

Chen Mu was puzzled, and so were the others.

"Forget it, why think about it? Anyway, we can't do without that Jindan demon cultivator. Either he created them, or they are the foundation-building demons driven by his subordinates. The uncles and ancestors will take care of them."

Niu Dali let out a loud cry and immediately waved his hand to give up, indicating that he would not waste his brain on this anymore.

However, his words were true. No matter what changes he made, they could not escape the control of the Jindan demon cultivator. If the sky fell, the ancestor would hold it up.

Everyone smiled at each other, stopped gathering here, and dispersed.

Han Jing looked at Chen Mu, who was still deep in thought, and took two steps closer, tugging at the corner of his clothes. "Junior Brother Chen?"

"Ah?" Chen Mu was stunned for a moment when he suddenly realized it, but then he chuckled and nodded, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

But Han Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, and after some hesitation, she suddenly stretched out her delicate hand and gently stroked his still wrinkled brows.

"Junior brother, don't think so much..."

(End of this chapter)