Rong Zi moved carefully, trying not to damage the roots of the Spirit Tempering Grass. She didn't even raise her head; she just gave a casual reply.
"Hmm? Stop dawdling and hurry up and come with me to pick Spirit Tempering Grass."
"But Master, there are... there are moths..." Yun Jing's voice trembled even more violently.
Rong Zi was speechless. "What's there to be afraid of about moths? Tell me, as my disciple, how can you be so timid?"
Sometimes she really has doubts.
Was Yun Jing in his previous life truly the Ghost King who dominated the cultivation world and struck fear into the hearts of countless cultivators?
It doesn't look like it at all.
Yun Jing was almost in tears, and shook Rong Zi vigorously with both hands.
"Master, why don't you look up and take a look? There are quite a few..."
Rong Zi was so frustrated by his shaking that she stopped what she was doing and looked up.
"Even if there are many more, they're just moths..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
A large swarm of Netherworld Moths, each half the size of Yun Jing, were densely covering the cliff face above them. They all poked their heads out, staring at her and Yun Jing with hostility, as if they might attack at any moment.
Looking at the scene before me.
In an instant, Rong Zi felt every hair on his body stand on end.
These ghost moths have large wings, the color of withered leaves, and are somewhat similar to the color of the stones on the cliff.
This is why Rong Zi didn't notice them when she came over to pick the Spirit-Refining Grass.
The Netherworld Moth is not particularly powerful among monsters; most are only level one, with only the Moth King typically reaching level two.
However, these things live in groups...
A group of moths must consist of at least several hundred or even a thousand moths.
Moreover, the teeth of the ghost moth are poisonous. Although the poison is not very strong and not fatal, even a small bite is enough to make a person suffer.
If they were to actually attack people, even cultivators at the Golden Core stage would have to slink away.
Adult ghost moths mostly feed on spiritual herbs and plants.
Clearly, this small patch of Spirit-Refining Grass was first discovered by the group of Netherworld Moths.
They were very angry when she and Yun Jingcai took advantage of them.
Yun Jing didn't dare to move, and asked Rong Zi in a low voice, "Master, what do we do now?"
"What do you suggest we do? Run!"
Rong Zi grabbed Yun Jing's wrist, got up, and ran.
While running, he didn't forget to take out the electric scooter from the Hongmeng Ring, and as he jumped on the scooter, he quickly stuck two speed boost talismans on the wheels.
The moment they stood up, all the previously motionless ghost moths flapped their enormous wings and chased after them, the buzzing sound making hearts pound.
The Nethermoth, after all, has wings and can fly very fast.
Seeing that the swarm of Netherworld Moths was about to catch up, Yun Jing, sitting in the back seat of the car, shouted anxiously, "Master, Master, they're catching up quickly! Hurry, hurry!"
"The Nethermoth is very sensitive to sound. Loud noises will disrupt their movements. Quick, think of a way to interfere with them with sound." Rong Zi gave Yun Jing advice while riding her electric scooter.
Yun Jing scratched his head anxiously, "Sound? What sound should I use?"
Rong Zi thought for a moment, then suddenly shouted at the Hongmeng Ring on his hand.
"Cainiu, come out!"
"Master?" Cai Niu was fast asleep inside the Hongmeng Ring when she heard Rong Zi's voice. She groggily crawled out of the ring. "What's wrong, Master... Waaaaah, so many Netherworld Moths..."
The dense swarms of ghost moths almost completely obscured the sky behind Rong Zi.
Cai Niu was startled when she saw this and instinctively tried to crawl back into the Hongmeng Ring.
Rong Zi was driving with one hand when she angrily squeezed it.
"Where are you running to? Hurry up, find the suona that I gave Yun Jing before from the Hongmeng Ring and hand it to him."
Previously, in order to enable Yun Jing to cultivate the ghost path through music like in her previous life, she had given Yun Jing a suona and many cultivation secrets.
However, it was later learned that Yun Jing was illiterate, and since he had never played the suona himself, these things had always been kept by Rong Zi.
"oh oh."
Cai Niu quickly crawled back into the Hongmeng Ring and searched for a while before finally finding the suona.
It climbed onto Rong Zi's shoulder and used its two front paws to hold the suona and hand it to Yun Jing behind it.
Yun Jing took the suona, somewhat hesitant.
Seeing that there was still no movement behind him, Rong Zi called out urging, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and blow it!"
"Okay... alright..."
Yun Jing resignedly closed his eyes, took the suona to his lips, and then held his breath and blew hard.
A loud suona horn sounded.
Good heavens, they almost sent Rong Zi, who was driving ahead, to his death.
That penetrating power...
Rong Zi even felt that her eardrums were about to burst from the sound.
What shocked Rong Zi even more was...
Yun Jing's suona playing was completely off-key, just a series of high-pitched, shrill notes that seemed to pierce the sky.
Rong Zi's face turned ashen, and his hand gripping the handlebars trembled.
The little electric scooter wobbled and swerved, taking an S-shaped route...
Rong Zi resisted the urge to let go of the handlebars and cover her ears with her hands, and quickly stopped Yun Jing, "Um, don't... don't blow anymore."
However, Yun Jing was so engrossed in playing the flute that he didn't hear Rong Zi's voice at all.
If you only look at his expression and don't listen to his voice, he actually looks quite convincing.
However, Rong Zi was facing away from Yun Jing and could only hear the voice.
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