He did not envy Yan Zheng, nor was he disappointed that such a powerful old man did not take a liking to him and accept him as his disciple.

Yi Ming knew very well that he was not gifted and was old. As for a cultivator with incredible strength like the sloppy old man, he was probably the most common cultivator he had seen in his life. Of course, he was not in his eyes.

“But I’m a time traveler with a golden finger.” Yi Ming thought to himself. In fact, even if the old man took a fancy to him, he wouldn’t dare to agree. After all, he could advance to the next level and acquire various skills in the game world at any time.

I haven't seen you for a day, and you suddenly know a new skill. What the hell is going on? Yi Ming didn't think that he could hide his physical condition from the sloppy old man.

This is the best way. Since neither side is interested, the old man will take Yan Zhengyan's family away, and there is no need for me to escort them anymore. I can continue to wander around freely and enter the game world at any time without any worries.

Humming a little tune, Yi Ming threw several corpses that were blocking his way into the woods to feed the wild beasts. Holding the magic bag seized from Master Han Yichen in his hand, he walked on the road to Feiying Village.

Since they said they were going to clean up Feiying Village, they naturally had to clean it up thoroughly. Feiying Village's leader, Feitian Shenying, was still waiting for his brothers to drink. Now that they couldn't meet in the world of the living, Yi Ming naturally had to send Feitian Shenying to the underworld.

The most important thing is that this kind of message is not restricted by distance at all. It is said that a monk has tried it and was 100,000 miles apart, but he was still able to receive the message at the same time. It is extremely magical.

The correct content is in %六九% book'bar!

Feiying Village stands on the side of a cliff, with only one mountain road in and out, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. However, now that Yi Ming has occupied the entrance and is advancing slowly, no bandit can escape.

Seeing Yi Ming appear, the two bandits suddenly woke up and shouted, "Who are you?"

The last voice was the most miserable, because this person suddenly discovered that his and others' escape route had been blocked by Yi Ming.

Even though he was complaining, Yi Ming still stuck the mother-and-child sound-recording stone on his forehead.

Yi Ming smiled as he searched the magic bag and found nearly a thousand spirit stones and miscellaneous resources and materials. Although he didn't get the most valuable elixirs and magic weapons, he was still very happy because he got them for free after all.

So Yi Ming ignored him, pointed the sword in his hand, and beheaded him with the sword in front of Flying Eagle's disbelieving eyes.

A bandit leader, a mere martial arts master who hasn't even reached the Qi Refining stage, his most powerful backer has fallen. Yi Ming is here to send him off to have a drink with his brothers, why is he wasting time?

"The village chief is dead!"

"Enemy attack!"

The sub-stones cannot leave messages to each other, but they can leave messages to the mother stone, and can also read all the information on the mother stone. Of course, if there are only two sub-stones, it will be a point-to-point walkie-talkie.

"The quality of the poisonous miasma in Mingshe Valley has suddenly increased. The outer part has reached the middle grade of yellow level, and the center is covered with upper grade of yellow level or even lower grade of black level poisonous miasma. There are snakes, insects and ferocious beasts everywhere. Many cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining have been trapped in the valley."

The one who answered them was Yi Ming's flying sword. A flash of sword light flashed, and two heads rose into the air.

"Well, I wonder if there is an underworld in this world where one can practice Taoism and refine Qi?"

…

Yi Ming grinned, "This is really a great path, but it leads to the same destination. But why does it feel like it doesn't sound like a fairy tale at all?"

There was a great battle yesterday, and Feiying Village didn't even have any secret sentries today. There were only two bandits sitting lazily at the gate of the village, waiting for their young leader to return victoriously.

"Meet up a hundred miles northwest of Mingshe Valley, and I will go out in person."

Yi Ming kept walking and walked into the village step by step.

Seeing Yi Ming's flying sword breaking through the air and covering an area of ​​three meters, the bandits who were slow to react shouted in fear.

"No!"

"A cultivator! He is a cultivator!"

“Run!”

"Village leader!"

"Master, please stop." A gloomy voice came, and the Flying Eagle jumped out from the hall of the mountain stronghold, saluted and said, "I am an outer disciple of Yukong Tower, and my master is the ninth master of Yukong Tower. I don't know how our small village has offended you, Master. Please forgive me and let me prepare a drink to apologize!"

The mother and child sound-recording stones have no grades and are a kind of magical tool similar to the WeChat group chat. They are divided into a mother stone and several child stones.

"Tsk tsk, without satellites and base stations, people can leave messages to each other even though they are 100,000 miles apart. Is this the resonance principle or quantum entanglement?"

"The ground in Mingshe Valley is shaking, poisonous miasma is everywhere, and there is a bright light shining in the valley. It seems that a rare treasure or the remains of an ancient sect have appeared. Come quickly!"

Yi Ming took a look at the further news. They were all popular news that would not reveal any secrets. Most of them were about informing each other where to gather. It seemed that if there was any secret news, they would talk about it face to face after meeting.

The mother-and-child voice recording stones, especially those used for group chats, are quite convenient, but there is no encryption method, so they don’t seem to be very safe.

Yi Ming paused, "Well, although there is still a little shortage, there is no need for me to risk my life to explore. I can kill some fierce beasts and pick some herbs to get enough spirit stones for the flying sword and materials. Why should I risk my life?" He can obtain the most important skills and improve his cultivation in the game world. When he returns to the real world, there is only one task to find magic tools to improve his combat effectiveness. What else is he not satisfied with? ...

"Go and inform the young leader!"

"This thing, the mother-and-child sound-recording stone?" Yi Ming's eyes flashed, and he remembered the same thing he had seen at the Li family in Hualin City.

"No! Of course not." Yi Ming walked quickly and saw the Flying Eagle Village on the highest mountain not far away. "When traveling in the martial arts world, safety comes first. Do I look like someone who lacks spirit stones and resources?"

As Yi Ming thought about it, he took out a round jade stone that was sparkling with a faint light from his magic bag.

The above are the three most recent messages, and the last one was sent personally by the owner of Yukong Tower.

A moment later, Feiying Village had turned into a dead place. A total of 119 bandits, including Feitian Shenying, were killed. The village was silent, and the smell of blood and evil rose to the sky. Even the surrounding wild animals did not dare to approach.

Yi Ming put the flying sword into his magic bag and plundered the gold and silver looted from the mountain village.

Although the value of gold, silver and jewelry is far less than that of spirit stones, Yi Ming does live in an area where ordinary people live, so it is still very useful to carry some gold and silver with him.

After the search was completed, Yi Ming chopped down the fence of the mountain village with a few waves of his sword, opening a passage for the wild beasts in the forest, and then went down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)