After the cannon fodder sect accepted me as a disciple, all members ascended

Chapter 39 A group of idiots

Lu Zhiming and Wei Yi's ears were so callused from listening so much.

Ask them what the two people they are talking about look like.

After pointing and gesturing for a long time, the two of them finally pieced together the images of a man and a woman with hideous faces and shifty eyes.

If it wasn't the first day I came here, I would have heard these two people chattering non-stop.

Lu Zhiming and Wei Yi really didn't recognize him.

Therefore, Wei Yi couldn't help but look at Shen Rou again.

It was this one glance that instantly made Shen Rou's originally uneasy heart cheerful.

He Lianqing, who was standing by, already disliked these people.

The two of them were young cultivators from unknown sects. They had been standing beside Si Nian since they appeared.

The other two were people he wanted to win over but were rejected.

Turn around and join the camp you hate.

Now the four of them stood together.

The junior sister was already greeting them so friendly, but the others were still looking down on them.

He Lianqing frowned and stood beside Shen Rou.

Shen Rou didn't care about He Lianqing's protection.

He took two steps forward, raised his chin slightly, and tried to make his neck and shoulders more straight.

"What are your names?"

He did not answer, but turned around and said in a cold tone:
"Let's go quickly. We don't know if there's any problem with the fog in this forest. We can't stay here forever."

Wei Yi nodded slightly, then thought for a moment and took out a pill from his arms.

Lu Zhiming ate it without thinking.

Although Ye Rong took the pill with a smile, he did not take it directly.

Instead, he put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it before putting it into his mouth.

After seeing Ye Rong's actions, Ye Shu swallowed the pill.

"Qingxin Pill, judging by its color and the spiritual energy within... it's at least a top-grade pill. You're also a pill cultivator."

Ye Rong's words were not a question, but a firmness.

Wei nodded and ignored them.

When Shen Rou heard this, her eyes lit up.

The Qingxin Pill can help cultivators eliminate distracting thoughts, fight against evil thoughts, and restore mental strength.

In this thick fog, the further you walk, the easier it is to be confused by the environment.

Qingxin Pill is indeed the most suitable medicine for this time.

Besides... he could actually take out four of these heavenly-grade Heart-Clearing Pills...

Seeing that several people were about to leave, Shen Rou quickly spoke.

The voice is like a warm breeze, soft and sweet:
"So this fellow Daoist is an alchemist. No wonder your aura is so different from that of an ordinary cultivator. The first thing you do is create a top-grade elixir. How amazing!"

As she spoke, she moved her feet lightly, trying to close the distance between her and Wei Yi.

But for some reason, when Wei Yi heard these words, his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

He frowned and looked at Shen Rou's face as if he saw a jackal, tiger or leopard.

"What did you say?"

Seeing him like this, Shen Rou smiled even sweeter.

"I said you're amazing. You look about the same age as us, yet you can refine a heavenly-grade elixir. Your cultivation must be at least in the middle to late stages of foundation building, right?"

"My third senior brother is also an alchemist. I admired him when we were in the sect. He could actually remember so many spiritual herbs! Now it seems that you are just as amazing as my third senior brother!"

Shen Rou's tone and words were as cute as a little girl's. She compared Wei Yi and her third senior brother together, which was reasonable and full of admiration.

Wei Yi's pupils trembled instantly after hearing her words!

Is she praising herself?

This woman!
Not a good person!
Shen Rou moved forward, constantly narrowing the distance between them.

Just as he was about to say something else, he saw Wei Yi bring the gourd hanging on the side of his waist to his chest.

Hold tight.

With a vigilant look, she took several steps back and came behind Lu Zhiming. Shen Rou was startled. Was she some kind of monster?

Wei Yi came close to Lu Zhiming and whispered, "Brother, this is an enemy, not a friend."

"I've seen it a long time ago! He's beating around the bush and his mannerisms are affected, just like when Junior Sister is trying to trick people!"

Lu Zhiming also whispered to Wei Yi.

Shen Rou didn't understand what she had said wrong, and why the two people in front of her were looking at her so warily.

"I..." Shen Rou had just uttered a syllable when she saw Ye Rong making a gesture to silence her.

Ye Shu said coldly: "There is a strong spiritual power fluctuation ahead!"

Shen Rou, He Lianqing and others hurriedly looked towards the place she mentioned.

When Ye Rong heard this, he immediately squatted down and touched the ground with his hand.

Suddenly, I saw a root emitting light blue light, winding and circling, buried in soil and white mist.

"This is..." Ye Rong murmured.

"Looking at the color of the spiritual plant's roots, it must be at least a thousand years old."

Wei Yi responded calmly to Ye Rong's words, then squatted down, picked up the soil around the stem, and rubbed it with his fingertips.

Suddenly, a faint red tint appeared on the slender jade-colored fingertips.

A smell of earth mixed with rust came, making Wei Yi frown even more tightly.

"is blood."

When Lu Zhiming heard this, he placed one hand on the sword at his waist and protected the few people in front of him without making a sound.

Ye Rong's expression was equally stern. "If it's a spiritual plant over a thousand years old, it must be guarded by a demonic beast. This blood... was probably left by a cultivator who wanted to harvest the spiritual plant."

"But this is just its root system, and the blood has actually spread here. It seems that the one guarding this spiritual plant is definitely not a good person."

When Lu Zhiming saw this scene, he was about to say something.

Then I heard the group of monks shouting not far away, "Wow, this spiritual plant is glowing, it must be worth a lot of money!"

"I said that following Fairy Shen would definitely bring rewards, and look, a great harvest!"

He Lianqing's voice was mixed in, and his voice was very gentle, "Junior Sister, you found this spiritual plant, you decide."

Lu Zhiming turned around in surprise and found that the people who were standing behind him just now had disappeared without a trace.

Already got to the front.

As for the glowing spiritual plants they were talking about...

Could it be this spiritual plant that stained several miles of land with blood?!

"A bunch of idiots." Ye Rong cursed inwardly.

Before she could say anything else, she heard Shen Rou's surprised voice again.

"Second Brother, look, what a beautiful white fox! Wherever it walks, white frost condenses. Is it of the ice element?"

When Wei Yi heard this, he and Ye Rong looked at each other.

They both saw fear in each other's eyes.

Wei Yi: "Blue roots..."

Ye Rong: "More than a thousand years..."

Wei Yi: "There is also an ice fox guarding me..."

"Millennium Frost Core!" they both said in unison.

Seeing the two people looking like they were about to face a disaster, Lu Zhiming couldn't help but ask, "Is that something powerful?"

Ye Rong stood up hurriedly, a rare look of anxiety appearing on his calm face.

"If it is really the Millennium Frost Core, then the Ice Fox that appeared beside it is no ordinary demon beast."

Wei Yi's face darkened as he quickly took over her words, "It's a seventh-rank demon, the Icefield Snow Fox. It's adept at using its appearance to confuse its enemies. With just one step, it can instantly freeze ten miles."

"What?! Then they..."

Sure enough, before Lu Zhiming finished speaking, he heard a series of abruptly stopping wails coming from not far away.

In the white fog, it was impossible to see what was happening.

But Lu Zhiming saw several figures flying towards them, and behind them was frost that was spreading towards them quickly!
Lu Zhiming and his companions looked solemn and retreated repeatedly, wanting to escape quickly.

But among these people, only Lu Zhiming is a sword cultivator. The rest, even if they have practiced some physical skills, cannot match the speed of freezing of this frost!

(End of this chapter)