"How dare you! Who dares to snatch the Xuanqing vine that I have set my eyes on? Do you want to live?" Yuqiao Sanren pretended to be furious.

The main reason was embarrassment. He had excitedly invited Yi Ming and the other person to come, but found out that all his targets had been taken by others first. Even the four black turtles in the pond disappeared. Yu Qiao Sanren could not help but feel embarrassed.

Yi Ming took a few steps back and looked at the cliff walls. After observing for a while, he said, "There are not many signs of fighting around. The opponents are either outnumbered or have masters."

The so-called masters are naturally cultivators above the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

So Yuqiao Sanren felt even more embarrassed. Good friends are those who see through things but don’t say them out loud.

"Ahem, I thought this area was far from the center of Moli Mountain, and few people came here on weekdays. I didn't expect it to be discovered by someone."

The scent of the Xuanqing vine is obscure, and the black turtle hides at the bottom of the pool all year round. Even if ordinary people pass by here, they may not be able to find anything. So this time they just happened to be beaten to it by someone. It can only be said that they are really unlucky.

"I think that the one who attacked the four black turtles before was probably just a cultivator in the early stage of Condensation."

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The four men were wearing the same brocade gowns with a white background and black edges. They were all in the initial stage of Condensation and were obviously fellow cultivators. Each of them held a flag in their hands. The flags were divided into four colors and had intricate patterns painted on them. The patterns on each flag were different, but they all formed the shape of ferocious beasts that were not real, but were pictographic and freehand.

Seeing that Yuqiao Sanren wanted to say something, Yi Ming waved his hand to interrupt them, "I'll take 80%, and you each take 10%. It's settled."

Zhen Xiaozi nodded with satisfaction, "That's right."

As soon as Yi Ming stretched out his hand, his true energy split the waterfall that fell from the sky, revealing the cliff behind the waterfall that was soaked by water vapor. On the cliff, all kinds of vines grew.

"Ahem." Yi Ming coughed twice, and Yuqiao Sanren continued, "Brother Yi, you always say that you are very sensitive. I thought you were very sensitive, but I still underestimated you. I didn't notice anything unusual about this vine even when I was face to face with you!"

Not to mention that Yi Ming hated this type of player the most when he played games in his previous life. Even after traveling to this world, he had often cleared out some of the players who loved to clear out the game world the most.

The words sound nice, but the meaning is, isn't it just to clear the area and kick everyone out?

Bai Rongrong didn't know the origin of the grudge between Yi Ming and Hua Yuan Pavilion, and thought that Yi Ming didn't know the details of Hua Yuan Pavilion, so she was a little afraid, so she said bluntly, "You are just a Pavilion Master in the middle stage of Condensation Yuan, but you dare to mark the land and drive people away in Moli Mountain. Who gave you the courage?"

Bai Rongrong and the other person turned around and saw four streaks of light streaking across the sky, arriving above the pool in the blink of an eye.

"What's wrong?" Bai Rongrong had been looking at Yi Ming and immediately noticed something wrong with Yi Ming.

"How could it be?" Yuqiao Sanren asked in surprise, "There are more than a dozen black green vines here robbing spiritual energy. Are there any other more powerful spiritual plants that can grow?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Ming's eyes flashed again and he turned around to look into the distance.

"Forget it, it's gone, so it's gone." Yi Ming comforted Yu Qiao San Ren, "As the saying goes, the old must go before the new can come. After losing this Xuan Qing Ivy, maybe we can find other good things?"

Yi Ming also smiled and nodded, "Please wait a moment, my belt is about to break. I'll take a vine. Will it delay your ceremony?"

"Because they missed a spiritual plant of greater value."

Yi Ming was helpless, "How did it become mine? We came here together, so we should share the profits. What does it have to do with who discovered it?"

"The aura of the lower-grade Xuanqing vine is obscure and difficult to understand. It is very good at hiding itself. Even a cultivator in the early stage of Ningyuan would not easily detect it." Yi Ming looked at a vine that looked ordinary, even a little withered.

The escaping light stopped and dissipated, and four figures appeared from it, looking at Yi Ming and the other two vigilantly.

"Huayuan Pavilion?" Yi Ming was stunned. Sometimes he felt that the cultivation world was really small, and now he met an acquaintance again.

After hearing what Zhen Xiaozi said, Bai Rongrong narrowed her eyes and wanted to laugh, but Yi Ming interrupted her with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, it's convenient for others and for yourself. You just want to have a more private little ceremony, right?"

Seeing that Yi Ming and the other two were silent, the most handsome cultivator among the four spoke up, "Excuse me, fellow Taoists. I am Zhen Xiaozi from Huayuan Pavilion."

Zhen Xiaozi raised his hand to stop his junior brother who was not sure whether he wanted to speak or fight. Now was not the time to fight. The most important thing was to obey the master's orders and get the things back.

"Huayuan Pavilion? It's really so majestic!"

However, Zhen Xiaozi obviously misunderstood Yi Ming's expression. "It seems that fellow Daoists also know about Huayuan Pavilion. This is good, and I don't have to waste my breath. The four of us came here on the orders of our master. We have some private matters to do, and it is not convenient for outsiders to be present. I wonder if fellow Daoists can give us some convenience?"

At this moment, Yi Ming's eyes moved and he suddenly looked behind the waterfall.

"What do you mean?"

These vines are ordinary vines. Although there are still traces of spiritual energy left on them, they are all left by the Xuanqing vines that have already been picked.

Bai Rongrong also followed Yi Ming's line of sight and looked over, "You mean..."

"Yes, if the lower-grade Xuan Qing Teng is so obscure, then what will happen once the Xuan Qing Teng is promoted to the middle-grade Xuan level?"

Before Yi Ming finished speaking, Bai Rongrong shook her head and said, "I don't want it." Yuqiao Sanren was stunned, and immediately reacted, "That's right, we haven't found anything, how can we share your things?"

"It's only half a day, please give me some convenience." Zhen Xiaozi smiled and said, "I believe you have explored the surroundings. There is really nothing here. We came here just for a small ceremony in the pavilion. Please give me some convenience. If I have offended you, I am willing to hold a banquet in Moli City to apologize for you."

However, no matter how unwilling he was, it seemed that he couldn't do anything...

Yi Ming chuckled, "This Xuanqing vine has reached the middle level of Xuan grade. It should be the first Xuanqing vine that has grown here. It has its roots in the water and goes straight up to the top of the cliff. It looks like it is long enough."

Yuqiao Sanren smiled bitterly. A dozen or so Black Green Ivy plants were much more than what he had harvested from a year of hard work. How could he not feel bad?

"That's right." Yuqiao Sanren nodded.

Zhen Xiaozi frowned, but another Huayuan Pavilion elder who was about to take action said impatiently, "Hurry up, we don't have time to wait for you."

Yi Ming smiled, "No delay, no delay, just a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed a vine that was nearby. His true energy surged throughout his body, spreading along the vine all the way from the bottom of the water to the top of the cliff. His hand shook continuously, and he was about to pull up the vine that was dozens of feet long by its roots.

Zhen Xiaozi's expression changed drastically, "Stop!"

(End of this chapter)