Chapter 28

Cross the river!

"You're finally here!"

Yan Qingyan said in surprise.

If Ling Mochen didn't show up again, she would think she had to wait until seven days later.

Ling Mochen's red robe had several large holes in it, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, he looked exhausted, and there was a faint bloody smell coming from his body, which even the Qingchen Jue could not completely dispel.

There were also nine storage bags hanging around his waist, each with a different color, including red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue, purple, black and white.

"Sorry, I'm late." Ling Mochen stretched out his hand and pulled Yan Qingyan up.

As soon as Yan Qingyan got ashore, she was about to turn back and put the wooden boat back into the storage bag.

Suddenly.

Crash!

A gust of cold wind blew, and the entire wooden boat broke into dozens of wooden boards of varying lengths, floating down the river never to return.

Yan Qingyan:......

"Pfft! Hahahaha! Where did this rich girl come from? You've never been far away, have you?"

"If this happened in the middle of the river, it would be the same fate as those young fools mentioned above."

"Come on, let's check the boat carefully. Don't be reckless. You only have one chance to live."

After the spirit wood boat fell apart, there was laughter all around, and then several people formed groups to go down to the river again. The tools they used to cross the river were more impressive than each other.

The corners of Yan Qingyan's mouth twitched. Was she being used as a negative example?

Ling Mochen comforted him softly, "It's normal to be unfamiliar the first time. You will become proficient after doing it a few times."

The first ship he built was not as good as Qingyan's.

Yan Qingyan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Haha, I would rather ask a powerful weapon refiner to customize one for me in the future. Look at those wealthy people, they are so impressive!"

For example, flowers.

She also wants to be rich.

Every profession has its own expertise, and she didn't want to consider anything else until she had completely mastered the art of talismans.

The wealthy who could afford high-grade magical instruments for crossing the river have already crossed the river, and those who did not have instruments began to band together to build ships to resist the crisis on the Ice River. Some people continued to wait and see, trying to find a safer method.

'A more secure method...'

Yan Qingyan lowered her head in thought.

Ling Mochen has already started cutting down spiritual wood and building a small spiritual wood boat that can accommodate two people.

Yan Qingyan took out a talisman pen and talisman paper, drew a few first-grade Vajra talismans on the spot and pasted them on the inside of the wooden boat.

Yan Qingyan picked a bunch of scorching flowers and put them into the boat.

"This scorching flame flower can resist the cold. The Ice River is so cold, maybe it will be useful if we put more of it." Yan Qingyan explained.

Ling Mochen chuckled and said, "No matter how many Blazing Flowers you put in, the heat will be the same. This method has actually been tried by many people."

"Then try again, it's no problem." Yan Qingyan waved her hand.

The experience you gain from practice is your own.

The two came to the river again and began to cross the river.

The wooden boat slowly sailed to the center, and the crisis lurking in the icy river followed.

"Vine whip!"

"Fire snake!"

Dozens of phantoms attacked the two men, but were knocked down one by one by the two men's spells.

Bang! Bang!

Countless dark shadows were lurking beneath the water, gathering on one side of the wooden boat, trying to overturn it.

Yan Qingyan's eyes became fierce, and she held a seed in her palm and thrust it into the water.

"Blood and flesh absorption!"

Countless roots quickly extended in all directions, and any underwater creatures they touched became shriveled in the blink of an eye.

Sizzle——

Squeak—

The underwater shadows fled in all directions, and once the crisis under the boat was over, shadows from all around followed suit and were swallowed up one by one by several snake-shaped flames.

"It's never going to end!" Seeing another group of black shadows coming out from underwater, twice as many as before, veins on Yan Qingyan's forehead throbbed.

Ling Mochen took a vitality pill and said in a deep voice, "Full speed ahead!"

Yan Qingyan immediately took out a wind talisman and stuck it on the inside of the wooden boat.

"ah!"

"Evil creature! Go away!"

"A raging fire burns the sky!"

Along the way, they passed by several teams, each of which was just like them, showing off their own unique skills.

Although the strength of these native spiritual beasts in the secret realm is not very strong, their numbers are extremely large.

Yan Qingyan also saw that some phantom spirit beasts began to give birth to cubs while fighting.

That posture looks very much like a seahorse.

The two men's wooden boat had traveled halfway when the fog on the river became thicker and began to block their view.

"There's something strange about the fog, and spiritual sense can't detect it!" Ling Mochen said in a deep voice.

"Illusion! Some of these phantoms are fake!" Yan Qingyan swung a whip and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Ling Mochen took out a bottle of pills and said, "Take this to resist the illusion."

Yan Qingyan took the pill and ate it without hesitation.

boom!

There was a big hole in the bottom of the wooden boat. Yan Qingyan quickly used her wood-related abilities to tie up the entire boat, leaving no gaps.

“What is this...?!” Ling Mochen widened his eyes.

"Ten thousand year old spiritual tree green vine, damn it, I've taken out all my family fortune!" Yan Qingyan flicked the whip, blowing away dozens of phantom monsters.

This is the thousand-year-old tree that she spent three months cultivating. There is no possibility of it being defeated by a mere first-level spirit beast!

Ling Mochen was amazed.

The thousand-year-old spiritual wood green vine is comparable to a top-grade Xuan-level defensive magic weapon. If it is handed over to a powerful weapon refiner, it can even be made into an earth-level magic weapon!

Qingyan could even produce a thousand-year-old spiritual plant!

With their worries gone, the two focused on dealing with the spirit beast in the Ice River.

An hour later.

The two finally reached the other side of the river. Yan Qingyan took back the thousand-year-old spiritual wood green vine, and even the spiritual wood boat with several large holes in it was put into the space.

Ling Mochen threw eight storage bags to Yan Qingyan, leaving only a red storage bag hanging on his body.

Yan Qingyan threw everything into the wooden house, leaving only a blue storage bag hanging on her body.

"What are the uses of these corpses of the spirit beasts from the Ice River? I'm keeping all the corpses." Yan Qingyan asked as she took out a gray storage bag.

She threw all the corpses of spirit beasts here.

Well versed in garbage classification.

Ling Mochen said, “There are shops in Feiyun City that specialize in recycling the bones of these spirit beasts. They can be used as medicinal materials for certain elixirs, and some parts can also be used as materials for refining tools, but the value is not very high.”

"Can it be eaten?" Yan Qingyan asked curiously.

Ling Mochen:......

You really dare to think so!

......

After successfully crossing the icy river, the two chose a direction and continued forward.

"Such a rich spiritual energy!" Yan Qingyan exclaimed.

She wanted to sit down and meditate there.

I met a lot of people along the way.

There are teams of seven or eight people, and there are also lone travelers with a domineering look.

Yan Qingyan saw many pits under her feet, which were obvious traces of spiritual plants that had just been dug up.

Not far away.

Yan Fengjie saw Yan Qingyan's face full of surprise. He didn't expect that the female cultivator with the same name and surname as his clansman would also come.

At this time, he was in a dishevel and found a place away from the crowd to sit cross-legged and recuperate.

Deng Hao followed beside him, and when he saw the man in red, his eyes looked a little unnatural.

The backs look so similar.

"What's with your expression? Are you so uncomfortable following me? Chen Bufan doesn't want to pay attention to you!" Yan Fengjie noticed that something was wrong with Deng Hao and said with an unhappy look on his face.

"Aha~ No, no, I just saw an acquaintance." Deng Hao immediately said with a smile.

"Acquaintance? Who?" Yan Fengjie asked.

Why didn’t he see any acquaintances from Qingyang City nearby?

"Ahaha~ I just saw it wrong, I saw it wrong." This was the truth, he really saw it wrong.

"Did you see it wrong? Yes, there are many people with the same name and surname, and even more who look similar. Look at that female cultivator in blue clothes over there, her name is also Yan Qingyan." Yan Fengjie said as if chatting.

?

Deng Hao's eyes suddenly widened.