"Why are there so many Cage Grasses here?" Patriarch Acheron did not know about the intense battle that had taken place here.
Ye Kong did not expect the Cage Grasses to have such a strong vitality. In half a year, the empty space was filled with cages formed by vines.
Under the moonlight, the vertical cages cast a dark shadow, looking like standing coffins. It was a little strange.
"What do you think of this place?" Ye Kong jumped off the horse and looked at the Cage Grasses.
"This place is not bad. Although the Cage Grasses are inferior-grade low-level spirit herbs, there are so many of them. They can provide a lot of wood-elemental Spirit Qi. No matter what, the Spirit Qi here is much more abundant than in the Ye Residence," Patriarch Acheron said with a nod.
Ye Kong said, "More importantly, these Cage Grasses can be used as houses. It's important to have a place to stay after staying here for a few months."
"That's right. We can also pick some Cage Grasses' seeds. They might be useful against enemies in the future." Patriarch Acheron was no longer afraid of being discovered. He flew out of the small sword Dharma artifact.
"Where's the cellar?" Patriarch Acheron flew around the Cage Grasses and sighed. "This was a small village with many families. I happened to kill an alien cultivator and flew here. I sneaked into the cellar of one of the families. I didn't expect this place to become barren after 100,000 years."
"A hundred thousand years have passed, and the world has changed. Even the direction of mountains and rivers can change, let alone a small village." As Ye Kong answered, he used the small sword Dharma artifact to dig a small door in a cage made of vines for people to enter and exit.
Soon, Ye Kong made a simple room. However, Patriarch Acheron did not give up and was busy looking for the cellar he used to stay in.
"Stop looking. What can you do even if you find it? I'm afraid your original body doesn't even have complete bones. You should help me refine the Fasting Elixir first. "Ye Kong took out the fruit of the Grain Tree from his storage bag.
However, Patriarch Acheron did not give in. He waved his arms repeatedly and smashed the stones on the ruins of the pavilion in the middle of the empty space, but he still could not find the entrance to the cellar.
"Damn it, where is it?" Patriarch Acheron asked angrily.
"Why are you in such a hurry to find that cellar? Could it be that you've hidden some treasure here? "Ye Kong asked doubtfully.
The speaker did not mean it, but the listener did. Patriarch Acheron's expression changed, but he soon laughed. "What kind of treasure is worth me searching for? It's just that I want to see the place where he passed away and sigh with emotion. "
"Then concoct pills for me."
Patriarch Acheron shook his head gloomily and flew back with a bitter smile. "Sigh, I didn't expect that after living for 100,000 years, I would end up as a pill slave for a brat like you. I even specialize in refining trash like the Fasting Elixir. It's really casting pearls before swine."
The inside of the cage grass was very narrow. It was only a square meter, and two people could squeeze in. However, Patriarch Acheron was not happy and insisted on opening a room for himself. There were many cages anyway. Ye Kong did not care about him and began to cultivate.
The first thing he had to do was, of course, to refine the high-grade armor made of the Ink Shark's skin. With this thing, his safety was guaranteed.
A few days later, Ye Kong walked out of a cage with a face full of pride. It was obvious that he had successfully refined the armor. He was bare-chested, and no one could tell that he was wearing clothes. The armor had already hidden itself in his body.
"Patriarch, do you think this armor is really as effective as you said? It can't be seen, can't be touched, and doesn't have any golden light." Ye Kong was happy, but he was a little doubtful.
"What do you know!" Patriarch Acheron, who was still wandering in the cage grass, cursed and threw a fireball over. He shouted coldly, "Don't dodge!"
Ye Kong knew that Patriarch Acheron would not harm him, and the fireball's power was limited. He stood there and let the fireball hit his chest.
"Boom!"
The instant the fireball touched his body, a black-grey armor immediately appeared, forcefully blocking the small fireball. The fireball exploded into a beautiful spark and disappeared. Ye Kong, on the other hand, was not injured at all, and the armor transformed back into his body.
Ye Kong happily rubbed his chest and said with a smile, "Ah, it's really effective. Haha, it's indeed a good thing. Patriarch, give me a few more."
"Stop playing. Go and practice the Exorcism Spell. When you're done, practice the Fireball Spell and Ice Bullet Spell. Practice those spells until you're familiar with them. Don't underestimate those low-level spells. They can improve your control over various elements of spiritual power."
"Oh, got it."
The sun rose and the moon set. Winter passed and spring came.
One day after three months, the sun was shining brightly and spring was in the air.
The sun hid behind the white clouds to slack off. The weather was warm but not hot. After a winter, the mangrove forest took off its reddish-brown coat and grew new branches that were as red as fire. From a distance, they looked like flames. It was very beautiful.
In the sky above the mangrove forest, there was a sound of wind breaking. A cultivator with his hands behind his back calmly stood on a beast bone dharma artifact and slowly flew over.
It was a young cultivator wearing indigo coarse clothes. His clothes were not the long robes that the people of Southern City liked to wear. Instead, they were similar to the short-sleeved clothes that the barbarians liked to wear. However, there was an extra black storage bag hanging on his waist.
This young barbarian cultivator moved leisurely and flew very slowly. It was not because he wanted to enjoy the scenery of the mangrove forest, but because his flying dharma artifact was too lousy. This speed was the limit.
The barbarian cultivator stepped on the white bone dharma artifact and flew high in the sky. The wind kept flapping the bottom of his straight trousers.
He looked leisurely, but his eyes were looking around. He was not looking at the scenery, but vigilantly patrolling the surroundings. After all, he was just a low-level cultivator. Anyone could bully him. He did not want to provoke those powerful cultivators. If he saw them, he would stay far away. Otherwise, he would not even know how he died.
Fortunately, he did not encounter any cultivators or spirit beasts along the way. It was very safe. However, he did not let his guard down.
"Hey, what's going on over there? There are small square cages. Is it some kind of strange tree? "The young barbarian cultivator's eyes fell on an empty space in the middle of the mangrove forest.
Let's go take a look. The young barbarian cultivator changed direction and flew over slowly. When he got closer, he was surprised to find that there was a fluctuation of spirit qi.
"Low-grade, low-grade spirit wood?" The young barbarian cultivator was happy and flew over quickly.
Although he did not know what kind of plant it was or what use it had, as long as it was a spirit grass or spirit wood, it must be useful. If he picked some seeds or fruits, it might be a rare spirit wood with miraculous effects.
"I don't know what kind of plant it is, but it has such a strange shape. I can pick some and exchange them for spirit stones at the market square." The young barbarian cultivator landed happily. He raised his hand and put the flying dharma artifact made of the spirit beast skull into his storage bag.
He was a small cultivator from a small barbarian immortal cultivation sect. This sect was very small and very poor. A small cultivator like him was even poorer. He heard that there was a city square near the Untainted Land and wanted to take a look at it.
He was only going to see the market and did not have anything extra to exchange, let alone spirit stones. He thought that he would come empty-handed, but he did not expect to pick up some strange spirit herbs on the way.
"I'm really lucky this time." The young barbarian cultivator said happily and wanted to look for the Cage Grass seeds.
At this moment, Ye Kong was talking to Patriarch Acheron. After three months of practice, he had completely mastered the use of the small sword dharma artifact and was also very skilled in various dharma spells. He was preparing to go back to the city.
However, Patriarch Acheron scolded again, "You restless guy, don't think I don't know what you are thinking."
Ye Kong said curiously, "It's been three months. I want to go back to visit my mother and comfort my wife. What's wrong with that?"
Patriarch Acheron sneered, "You want to go back to say goodbye to them and then go out for a walk. Am I right?"
Ye Kong was guessed by Patriarch Acheron. He laughed and did not deny it. He said, "Yes, now that I have the ability to protect myself, I should go out for a walk and relax. At the same time, I can help my mother find the elixir to treat her face. I can also gain experience and see the local customs. Maybe I will encounter some opportunities …"
"Forget it." Patriarch Acheron said angrily, "That's right. Your spiritual power and divine sense are indeed strong. I didn't expect that you could use 40% of the small sword's power at the third stage of Qi Refinement."
"But don't think that you are already very powerful and that you can go out and fly … Let me tell you, you are still too young! An ant like you will be squashed to death in minutes! The Immortal Cultivation World is not as warm as you think! It is full of danger everywhere. If you are not careful, you will be consigned to eternal damnation! "
"Killing people to take their treasures, but I don't have any treasures to take." Ye Kong pouted.
"Your small sword and armor are enough for people to kill you!"
"Can't I not take them out?"
"Immortal Cultivators don't need a reason to kill people! It's like when you are in a bad mood one day and you step on a few ants. Those high-level cultivators kill people like squashing ants! "
"Don't I still have you?"
Patriarch Acheron almost fainted. "So you have me in your calculations again … Let me tell you, I will not help you with your trivial matters. Do you think that I am still in the Yuanying Stage at my peak?"
Ye Kong said, "Then I will not help you with your matters."
Patriarch Acheron asked curiously, "What matters do I have?"
"Find that cellar and look for treasures."
Patriarch Acheron said gloomily, "How do you know?"
Ye Kong was even more gloomy than him. "I say, Patriarch, in the past three months, you have turned this whole place upside down. Do you think I am stupid if I don't know?"
Patriarch Acheron smiled brightly and did not deny it.
Ye Kong asked again, "Patriarch, tell me, what kind of treasure can make a great cultivator like you so obsessed with it?"
"It has nothing to do with you. It is useless even if I give it to you." Patriarch Acheron dodged and did not answer.
"Then tell me, what is that thing, and what's its name?" Ye Kong was unwilling to give up.
"I tell you! I don't know either! " Seeing that Ye Kong did not believe him, Patriarch Acheron said again, "I only know that it is a treasure, but I don't know what it is used for. At least it has one use, which is to keep my soul alive for 100,000 years in the small sword Dharma artifact."
"Oh, that is very useful." Ye Kong nodded.
"Otherwise, do you think that a Yuanying can sleep for 100,000 years in an Dharma artifact without dying?" Patriarch Acheron said impatiently, "I say, kid, don't you dare think about it. When I take it out, I will only leave it with you. If you want to take it, don't blame me for turning against you."
Ye Kong said angrily, "How can I do that? Please don't insult my character! We are friends, do you know that friends? Friendship is stronger than gold, and it lasts forever. What treasure is better than our pure and noble friendship? So, I will never take it. Don't worry. "
Patriarch Acheron was relieved and asked, "Tell me, do you know where the cellar is?"
Ye Kong laughed. "I can tell you, but there is a condition … If you find anything good in that thing, you have to count me in."
Patriarch Acheron stared at him for a long time before saying, "I finally understand now. So this is how the word 'shameless' is written."
"Hey, I said I won't take your treasure. Am I shameless?"
"But this is extortion!"
Ye Kong said shamelessly, "Do you agree or not?"
Patriarch Acheron was about to speak when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and laughed. "There is a sixth-level Qi Refinement cultivator outside. You are in trouble …" Patriarch Acheron stretched and said lazily, "I'm a little sleepy. Ah, I'm going to sleep … If you can't beat him, call me for help. But there is a condition. Tell me where the cellar is. Friend, take care. "
With that, Patriarch Acheron's body shrunk and went into the small sword Dharma artifact.
"Hey, don't run, you shameless old man. You abandoned your friend and ran away. I, Ye Kong, have misjudged you!"
Patriarch Acheron laughed and said, "Whatever you say is useless. Haha, he is three levels higher than you. You rookie with no actual combat experience, be careful."
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