Xu Feng waved his hand and said, "Let's go and take back the small ginseng fruit first. Besides, the place where you planted the small ginseng fruit tree may not be safe..."
Bian Ye and the others looked at each other without saying anything.
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Under the leadership of Bian Ye and others, the group soon arrived at a forest. Xu Feng could clearly feel that the spiritual energy near the forest seemed to be a bit richer than other places.
"Those people from the Netherworld Pavilion must still be nearby. Their purpose is definitely not just a few small ginseng fruits!" Cheng Jun said in a low voice with a gloomy face.
"Humph, you are too greedy!" Bian Ye snorted coldly, "Even if we hand over those three small ginseng fruit trees to the sect, we can't let them take advantage of us for nothing!"
At the same time, a dozen disciples from the Netherworld Pavilion were searching for something all over the mountains. They never thought that Bian Ye and his companions would dare to come back to them to take back the small ginseng fruit.
At this time, Song Li was floating in the air, overlooking the entire forest. Disciples from the Netherworld Pavilion kept flying towards him and reporting to him.
“Senior Brother Song, we have been searching for more than two hours, but we still haven’t found the place where those people hid the small ginseng fruit tree…” A man dressed in the uniform of an inner disciple of the Netherworld Pavilion frowned slightly and whispered to Song Li.
"Humph, there are as many as eighteen small ginseng fruits on those people, and they look freshly picked!" Song Li sneered, "They must have just picked them not long ago!"
"Looking at the sneaky looks of those people, this small ginseng fruit must not belong to the Qinglian Sect, but their private property. Otherwise, it has been more than two hours, and the Qinglian Sect's guards should have arrived long ago!" Song Li shook his head and said, "The small ginseng fruit tree they planted must be in the forest in front of us. Investigate carefully and report any abnormalities in time. I suspect that the place where they planted the small ginseng fruit tree is covered by a formation!"
Soon, two Netherworld Pavilion disciples in the distance quickly flew towards Song Li;
"Senior Brother Song, there is a valley three miles ahead, and there seem to be traces of formations in the valley!" A disciple of the Netherworld Pavilion reported.
Song Li's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately said, "Lead the way!"
Soon, they came to a valley. The valley was lush and green, with many ancient trees hundreds of meters tall. Due to the terrain, it was difficult to see the original appearance of these ancient trees from the outside.
"The spiritual energy here is at least 30% richer than outside!" a disciple whispered.
"Where are the traces of the formation you found?" Song Li asked.
"Right ahead, at the end of the valley!"
Under the guidance of two disciples, Song Li quickly arrived at the end of the valley. The valley was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the spiritual energy was so dense that it was about to condense into substance. Song Li stared at the surging mist in front of him, and after a moment, a look of joy appeared on his face.
"Send a message and ask everyone to come here!" Song Li ordered.
"Yes, senior brother!" A disciple made a gesture with his fingers and pointed towards the sky. The next moment, a bright light shot up into the sky, and like a firework, it exploded in the air with a "bang", transforming into the word "Netherworld", which lingered for a long time.
After a moment, the disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion who were exploring the surroundings all gathered towards the valley. Soon, more than a dozen disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion all stood in front of Song Li.
"Big Brother!" Everyone saluted in unison.
"Well, the small ginseng fruit trees of the Qinglian Sect disciples should be here, but they are covered by the formation!" Song Li said in a deep voice: "Is there any junior brother who is good at formations, can he see if he can break this formation?"
The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment. It was obvious that no one present had ever learned the art of formation.
After a moment, Song Li shook his head and said, "In this case, we can only use force to break the formation. Everyone, use your strongest method to attack the cloud. Even if we can't break the formation directly, we must use up the energy of the formation. Then, the formation will break by itself!"
"Yes, Big Brother!"
More than a dozen disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion stood in a row and began to cast spells and skills, attacking the clouds in front of them; rumble, rumble, more than a dozen spells, shining with various energy lights, flew towards the clouds. The clouds that seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind were now like a solid wall, resisting all the spells, bursting out with dazzling light and roaring sounds; watching a layer of air wall that appeared and disappeared in the clouds, Song Li smiled, and found the right place! "Keep attacking!" Song Li ordered.
This is a last resort. If you cannot break the formation with external force, you can only use continuous attacks to consume the energy of the formation. Once the energy of the core of the formation is exhausted, the formation will be of no use.
This method can only be applied to ordinary low- and medium-level formations. High-level formations usually connect heaven and earth, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth to operate the formation. For such a formation, it is wishful thinking to want to break it open with external force or exhaust its operating energy.
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Cheng Jun's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously said, "Oh no, they found the place where we planted the small ginseng fruit tree and are destroying the protective formation!"
"Hmph, a bunch of greedy guys. They are not satisfied with just stealing the small ginseng fruits, and they also want to steal our small ginseng fruit trees!" Bian Ye's face was also full of anger.
These three small ginseng fruit trees were obtained after they spent more than ten years and at great cost. They were reluctant to even hand them over to the sect, so how could they let the disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion take them away? If the eighteen ginseng fruits were taken away, Bian Ye and others could still swallow their anger. However, these three small ginseng fruits were the lifeblood of Bian Ye and others. If anyone tried to take them away, they would definitely fight to the death.
"Let's go and fight them!" Long Xuejun shouted loudly with an angry look on his face.
Soon, Bian Ye and his companions flew towards the valley where the small ginseng fruit trees were planted.
In the valley, more than a dozen disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion continuously released spells and attacked the defensive formation shrouded in mist. The originally surging mist, under the continuous attack, dissipated visibly, revealing the scene inside the formation. "Three small ginseng fruit trees?" Song Li showed a surprised smile on his face, and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, I originally thought that those people only had one small ginseng fruit tree, but I didn't expect that they had three. Hahaha, what good luck!"
After laughing, Song Li couldn't help but shout loudly: "Brothers, work harder. If you get these three small ginseng fruit trees, each of you will be rewarded with a small ginseng fruit!"
The small ginseng fruit is a specialty of this secret world. Because of the addition of the secret apostles, the small ginseng fruit has become somewhat rampant in this secret world. But no matter what, the small ginseng fruit is an extremely rare spiritual fruit, and it is also a material for alchemy. It can be used to make not only the Green Lotus Pill, but also the Netherworld Pavilion's longevity pill, the main ingredient of which is also the small ginseng fruit.
Upon hearing that there would be a reward of small ginseng fruit, the disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion immediately became excited, and even the strength of the spells they cast increased a bit!
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Snap~!
After a cup of tea, a crisp shattering sound rang in everyone's ears. In the extremely thin mist ahead, an obvious crack appeared in the air. Along with the crack came a faint scent of grass and wood, which was the smell emitted by the small ginseng fruit tree.
Song Li's eyes lit up, and his face became even more joyful: "Hahaha, this formation is not of high grade, it only lasted less than three hours, hahaha!"
After that, Song Li took out a steel cone with a pointed head and a round tail from his arms. This steel cone shone with a faint golden light, and it looked extraordinary! "Look at my mountain-breaking cone!" Song Li shouted, and threw the steel cone in his hand towards the crack in front of him; in an instant, the palm-sized steel cone flew into the air and immediately turned into a huge steel cone more than three meters long, like a missile, flying towards the formation in front;
With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a sharp light flashed on the surface of the steel spike, and it fiercely stabbed towards the crack in front of it; with a click! A deafening roar echoed in the valley, and the whole valley seemed to tremble slightly, like a giant dragon ready to move.
"It's broken, it's broken!" The disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion cheered immediately. The originally blurry wall of air in front of them was completely shattered. The spiritual energy chaos caused by the collapse of the formation set off a violent gale in the valley.
"Go and dig up those three small ginseng fruit trees, and we'll leave here immediately." Song Li said with a happy face.
Just then, an angry voice sounded in the distance;
"You bunch of thieves and robbers! You all deserve to die!" Cheng Jun's face was filled with anger. He raised his right hand and a verdant green lotus spear condensed in his palm.
The Qinglian Sect’s immortal-level magic, the Lotus Spear Technique!
Whoosh~ The blade of the Qinglian Spear shone with a metallic luster, and as Cheng Jun controlled it, it flew towards Song Li;
A mocking smile appeared on Song Li's face. He waved his arm casually. A huge ghost claw with a diameter of more than three meters, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, came towards the Qinglian Spear; the Netherworld Ghost Claw!
Poof! The Green Lotus Spear pierced through the Netherworld Ghost Claw, but it only penetrated one-third of the way before it ran out of steam and could no longer penetrate the Netherworld Ghost Claw! "Nothing more!" Song Li sneered, and then he clenched his right hand fiercely. The Netherworld Ghost Claw in the air also made the same move. With one clench, the Green Lotus Spear inserted into his palm also shattered.
Hehehe~ After the Netherworld Ghost Claw crushed the Green Lotus Spear, it immediately turned into a ghost face and gave Cheng Jun a creepy smile, then slowly dissipated in the air.
Song Li had already seen the people clearly at this time, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "You guys, how dare you come back?"
"Hahaha, you are a bunch of stray dogs. If it weren't for our eldest brother's mercy and letting you go, you would have become our ghost servants long ago!" Several other disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion also laughed loudly.
"Since we are all from Baimai Xianzong, Youming Pavilion and your Qinglian Sect, we will let you go!" Song Li's face was gloomy, and a hint of coldness gradually emerged in his smile. His eyes gradually became sinister, and he continued: "Since you are willing to sacrifice your lives but not your money, then you can all stay!"
After saying that, Song Li waved his hand, and more than a dozen disciples from the Netherworld Pavilion flew towards Cheng Jun and his companions, surrounded them, and looked at them with vicious faces.
...(End of this chapter)