"This guy is only in the middle stage of Qi Refining. He looks very young, but he actually has a magic bag?" someone said in surprise.

"Look at his temperament, he is very calm. He is obviously a sect disciple. He is probably here to train in Hongmang Mountains. Are you surprised that he has a magic bag on him?" someone asked.

A few independent cultivators who seemed to be interested in Yi Ming thought about it and sat back down when they were about to stand up. They were only in the middle stage of Qi Refining and were not sure of winning against a sect disciple with a legacy.

Even though Yi Ming already has four magic weapon bags now, they are not cheap. The cheapest one costs nearly a thousand spirit stones, which is equivalent to a top-grade yellow-level magic weapon. Even cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining may not be able to own one.

As for the several magic weapon bags in Yi Ming's hand, the first one was lent to him temporarily by Duan Changzhu, a cultivator in the Condensation Stage, who asked Duan Feiquan to take supplies back to the Duan family. The other three were either from veteran cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage or disciples of the sect with excellent talents. None of them were simple characters.

But thinking about the process of obtaining these magic weapon capsules, Yi Ming couldn't help but sigh that his luck was really good.

Shanqian Town is not big. Yi Ming quickly walked through several streets and came to the town exit facing the gorge of the mountains in the north.

Ignoring the monks who were watching him nearby, Yi Ming moved as fast as flying and performed the "Cloud Piercing Escape" with force like an arrow piercing the clouds. He was extremely fast and fierce, and in an instant he flew out of the town and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

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If Yi Ming had not been so careful and attentive, he would have never been able to discover it. He might not even realize that he had exposed his vital parts to the beetle when he got close to the sun grass.

This place is located between two big mountains, leaving a canyon corridor several miles wide. It is a safe passage deep into the Hongmang Mountains and can reach nearly a hundred miles deep into the mountains.

Yi Ming's days living in Shanqian Town were not wasted. In addition to inquiring about the prices of various materials, he also bought some books introducing the basic knowledge of the cultivation world in the town's largest Miaoquan Pavilion. Among them, the chapters on herbs and rare treasures were of course the most important, so as to avoid missing the opportunity when it came.

Five zhang... four zhang... three zhang... two zhang...

Yi Ming circulated his true energy, pressed his body against the cliff, and performed the gecko wall-climbing skill that seemed like a miracle in the eyes of martial artists, moving little by little towards the sunny grass.

"Where is the guardian beast?" Yi Ming stopped when he was ten feet away from the spiritual plant. He scanned around with burning eyes, but found nothing.

As Yi Ming approached, the aura he exuded also enveloped the area around the Xiangyang Grass, but he still did not find anything unusual.

Besides, this was his first time entering such an area that was rich in spiritual energy but also fraught with danger. Safety was the first priority, so he should start with the simple things.

However, this corridor has been explored thousands of times by the monks coming and going, so it can be said to be clean and spotless. There is definitely not a single spiritual plant to be seen within twenty or thirty miles around the corridor. If one wants to gain something, one must leave the corridor at a certain point and go deep into the uninhabited mountains.

At the same time, he held three invisible needles in his left hand and pointed his right hand like a sword. He could summon the flying sword in the magic bag at any time and launch a thundering attack.

Of course, the closer you are to the entrance of the mountain range, the less you will gain. If you want to gain more, you have to go deeper and deeper.

Come to think of it, even if this town is full of monks, the total number is not large. How can it be like an ordinary town with bustling crowds of people on the street? There are dozens or hundreds of monks coming and going in a day, which is considered a lot.

"Shit, I found it!" Yi Ming's eyes widened as he discovered a tentacle growing on a stone and swaying in the wind.

After a few flashes, Yi Ming appeared under the cliff. He tapped his feet and stepped on the bumps on the cliff. His body rose slowly and he moved left and right on the cliff. He soon approached the sun-facing grasses.

Yi Ming advanced for more than ten miles in the mountains and forests without seeing a single figure. Then he stopped, looked to the left, picked a pleasing gorge, and flew away.

"It is worthy of being a famous training ground. The spiritual energy is much richer than that of ordinary mountains and forests. No wonder there are spiritual plants growing here and ferocious beasts everywhere."

Yi Ming muttered to himself and sped along the path that his predecessors had taken.

He didn't have any urgent pressure in life, and he went into the mountains just to pick some low-level spiritual plants, which would allow him to continue living in the inn in Shanqian Town for a while.

As soon as he flew into the forest, Yi Ming took a long breath and felt full of spiritual energy, and the flow of true energy in his body became smoother.

The cliffs surrounding the Xiangyang Grass were completely bare. Apart from a few clumps of weeds, there were just grayish-white rock walls. There was no place to hide at all. If there was a guarding beast, Yi Ming would not have been able to fail to find it.

There are also two restaurants near the town entrance, with quite a few people sitting inside, including monks from all walks of life. Some have just returned, and some are preparing to go out. However, while they are crowding at the town entrance, only a few are actually entering or leaving the town.

"Just because we can't find it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. All animals on Earth have protective colors. People in this world can practice Qigong and cultivate the truth. What can't happen?"

After flying for dozens of miles and passing two mountains and forests, Yi Ming finally found several spiritual plants growing together in the middle of a cliff that was nearly a hundred feet high. "Xiangyang grass, a yellow-level low-grade spiritual plant, is sold at a price of 28 spiritual stones in the store, but the price is probably 70% off, so 20 spiritual stones is the maximum."

"Don't spiritual plants usually have guardian beasts? Is this Xiangyang grass too low-level?"

"It's too dangerous!" Yi Ming broke out in a cold sweat. Even if he had his true Qi to protect his body, he would inevitably get hurt if the beetle stuck to him and attacked.

After discovering one, Yi Ming continued to observe along the flaw and found three more beetles lying around the sun-loving grass. The largest one was only the size of a palm, and the smallest one was half the size of a palm.

"Now that we've discovered it, it's easy. You guys are playing camouflage with me, right? Then I'll play stealth with you, too."

Yi Ming took out a handful of invisible needles and distributed three to each beetle. These were top-grade yellow-level invisible needles, and their power was incomparable to those he had refined before. Even a late-stage yellow-level beast could not withstand a few needles, so how could a beast guarding a low-grade yellow-level spiritual plant withstand it?

(End of this chapter)