The man in black got out of the car, as light as a swallow. With a touch of his toes, he was fifteen feet away. He flew outside like a startled wild goose.
Ye Xiangyang's face darkened. Captain Chunguang was not a simple person. He had already colluded with others. No matter whether that person was from the Hong family or not, this journey would not be peaceful anyway.
The voice of the little golden turtle sounded: "Hehehe, Master, let me kill the masked master."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly: "No need, let's use the opponent's trick against me. I want to see who will attack me. Little Golden Turtle, Tianwu, maybe I will have to rely on you on this journey."
The little golden turtle smiled slyly: "Don't worry, no matter how many they come, they are just serving food."
Tianwu smiled faintly: "Little Golden Turtle, Ye Xiangyang needs to do a lot of things by himself. If he really can't finish it, we will take action."
The little golden turtle rolled his eyes at him: "Huh, do you think I don't know? Really."
Tianwu was stunned by the little golden turtle's choking, and grabbed the little golden turtle: "Fuck you, I'll make you boring, I'll make you talk nonsense."
The little golden turtle used all his abilities but was unable to break free from Tianwu's grasp.
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly, what a funny couple.
At four o'clock in the morning, a martial artist walked out from the middle tent, walked more than two meters away, and stood tall in the cold wind.
With a flick of his finger, a 10-foot-long Fang Tian Hua Ji flashed with silver light and was held in his hand. Ninety meridians in his body surged, and his robes were shaking. He was a nine-star mystic.
Fang Tian Hua Ji shook, and the fierce murderous aura took shape, and shook forward, forming a substantial group of gun shadows. The speed was so fast that it was unbelievable.
The sand and stones on the ground whizzed forward as his Fang Tian Hua Ji struck with momentum, forming a three-foot-long sand and stone column, which rushed forward together with the Fang Tian Hua Ji.
Ye Xiangyang nodded, what a good halberd technique.
When this man moved, sand and stones rolled, and dust flew. He created an army of soldiers with an invincible momentum.
At dawn, the man slowly retracted his halberd and returned to the center of the team.
Another day passed, and Ye Xiangyang discovered that the young man using the halberd was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a face as cold as iron, as if someone owed him a hundred basalt iron coins.
During the day, when it was his turn to be on duty, he was extremely attentive. Apart from that, this man was practicing.
Even when eating, he didn't say a word.
It was night again, and the dark Turtleback Mountain looked even more desolate. They had abandoned the car and were moving forward on foot.
At night, these people scattered the feces of high-level monsters beside their tents, and then hid in their tents, either practicing or chatting. Some even took out some dice for entertainment and gambling.
While practicing, Ye Xiangyang paid attention to everyone in the team. The young man with a cold face sat at the edge of the tent, cross-legged and began to practice, turning a deaf ear to the noise in front of him.
Ye Xiangyang couldn't help but nod. This man practiced so hard, and this mentality allowed him to far surpass other Xuanists. Talent is one aspect, and one's mentality is another aspect. When a person uses all his strength and strives hard towards his ideal, even the heavens will help him.
At five o'clock in the morning, this man came out on time without any exception to practice his halberd.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly, his figure floated up and down, and finally arrived in front of the man.
The man was obviously stunned when he saw Ye Xiangyang. He didn't expect him to appear in front of him. He was full of respect for Ye Xiangyang, not for anything else, but just for today, entering Guibei Mountain, and Master Ye's performance.
Ye Xiangyang commanded all the Xuanists: "Next to the snow iron tree in the east, there is a fifty-year-old ginseng, five feet underground. Start digging from the south and dig it up."
"A foot ahead, there is a thirty-year-old Rehmannia fruit plant, six feet deep. Dig it up."
"Under the rock in front, dig three feet down and you will find a Xuan Wang Zhi. Dig it out."
"Beside the frozen stream ahead, between the three rocks, there is an ordinary wild fruit plant, one that grows every 100 years. Dig it up."
"Under the spruce trees..."
At first, people didn't believe what Ye Xiangyang said. This kid walked with us without any detection, no difference at all. You say there is medicine, then there is medicine
As a result, when the people sent over to dig, they were able to dig out the medicine that Ye Xiangyang mentioned.
When ginseng, Rehmannia glutinosa, Xuanwangzhi, common wild fruits... these medicines were dug up, the three members of the Xuanshi Group looked at Ye Xiangyang with incredible eyes.
They didn't understand that Ye Xiangyang didn't do what the other treasure hunters did. They took out special detection tools, searched for a single herb for a long time, and then dug carefully, fearing that something might go wrong.
Compared with them, Ye Xiangyang's method is extremely magical.
Today, a total of 136 medicinal herbs were excavated, including one yellow-grade herb.
All the escort teams looked at Ye Xiangyang with admiration. Money can make servants stronger than ordinary people, and skills can make ordinary people stronger. Ye Xiangyang's performance today opened the eyes of all of them.
It’s amazing. Truly amazing.
Ye Xiangyang finally smiled faintly: "Dear guards, I will put one sentence here today. No matter how many medicines I dig, I will convert them all into the price of the auction hall, convert them into Xuanwu coins, and distribute them to everyone at a rate of 10%. Please rest assured about this."
This sentence ignited the enthusiasm in the hearts of many Xuanists, and many people looked at Ye Xiangyang with admiration.
How much is the value of the medicines dug up today
They roughly calculated that it was worth at least 120,000 Xuanwu silver coins. Ten percent was 12,000 Xuanwu silver coins. How much could each of the 30 Xuanists get? 400 Xuanwu silver coins.
This calculation made everyone gasp in shock.
After one trip, the auction hall only gave them 200 Xuanwu silver coins each. Today, the auctioneer's reward was 400 Xuanwu silver coins, which was like money falling from the sky.
It would take me a year, or even several years for me to earn so many Xuanwu silver coins if it weren't for the generous hiring fee from the auction hall.
Many people have followed some treasure hunters in the past, and after one trip, they would be satisfied with just a few dozen silver coins.
Not to mention them, even the captain Chun Guang's face changed. If this continued every day, he would be able to save nearly 5,000 Xuanwu silver coins in ten days, which was much higher than the salary those people gave him. How should he deal with this matter
In just one day, Ye Xiangyang established his prestige among the entire guard team.
Yun Jianhan looked at Ye Xiangyang with respect on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Ye, why did you follow me?"
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "Yesterday I saw you practicing the halberd, and today I saw you practicing the halberd again. I can't help but feel itchy. I want to try it with you. Is that okay?"
Yun Jianhan's expression did not change: "Master Ye, weapons have no eyes, I'm afraid..."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly, holding the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd in his hand: "Haha, if brother can hurt me, it's because I'm not good enough in martial arts. Don't blame others."
As he said this, the halberd shook, like a long snake emerging from water, and a deep aura rushed towards him. Endless fighting spirit took shape and rushed towards Yun Jianhan's face.
Yun Jianhan's mind moved, feeling the boundless fighting spirit, the halberd in his hand couldn't help but beat violently.
Holding the halberd in his hand, he bowed to the opponent, which was a sign of respect for his opponent.
After the salute, Yun Jianhan did not hesitate at all. He shook the Silver Star Sky-Eye Halberd in his hand forward, and it came whistling like a white snake, raising a cloud of dust and mist.
A cold light from the Silver Star Sky-Edged Halberd stabbed directly towards Ye Xiangyang, and the halberd brought up a streak of fire in the air, like a flame in the dark night, passing through the air.
Ye Xiangyang felt a sharp edge, like a sword force, stabbing towards him. The treasure hunter robe on his body trembled, and his cheek felt like it was cut by a knife, as if it would be torn apart in the next moment.
What a sharp halberd, what a powerful momentum.
Ye Xiangyang thrust the halberd in his hand forward, and suddenly a stream of air rolled and surged, flowing along with the halberd into a river, becoming a river of air currents. It had an aura of being invincible, irresistible, and overwhelming.
From nowhere, it was as if a black evil dragon suddenly appeared and rushed towards Yun Jianhan.
Ye Xiangyang stepped on the ground, and a deep dent appeared. He flew up and came towards Yun Jianhan like a meteor. His body turned over with the halberd.
One step, one halberd, one stab!
There are the momentum of a surging river, running wildly; a black dragon emerging from the water, shocking the universe; a massive army approaching, with the mountains and rivers shattered.
Accompanied by Ye Xiangyang's long roar, it was like a dragon's roar, adding infinite power: "The long dragon emerged from the water, shocking the world, splitting the stars and the moon, shattering the universe."
A long-lost smile appeared on Yun Jianhan's face. He really didn't expect that this treasure hunter had such a powerful halberd technique.
"Snowflakes roll in the cold winter, silver stars twinkle in the vast sea of fog." Yun Jianhan swung the halberd in his hand, and used his own sword-cold halberd technique to fight with Ye Xiangyang.
In the distance, some mystics watched quietly, seeing the dust flying where they fought, and the two men's halberds appearing and disappearing so mysteriously, they couldn't help but marvel in their hearts:
"Amazing! We have only heard that there is a martial arts fanatic from the Yun family in Yuhai City who does nothing but practice martial arts. He has already mastered the Yun family's sword-cold halberd technique. We didn't expect that Master Ye is so amazing and his halberd technique has also reached perfection."
"Perfection is the realm of martial arts that we martial artists dream of. How can they reach such a realm at such a young age?"
Chun Guang stared at the two people fighting, with an expression of uncontrollable shock on his face. No wonder the Hong family said that Xiang Yang was a monster. Now it seems to be true.
It is really strange that a six-star mystic is on par with the Yun family's genius nine-star mystic.
What's more, Yun Jianhan of the Yun family was born with a physique of gold element. The killing power of swords, spears, swords and halberds practiced by people with a physique of gold element is the greatest. Now, even if Yun Jianhan fights with a one-star Xuan Master, he will not be at a disadvantage.
So, Ye Xiangyang, at the level of Xuanshi six, has the ability to fight against Xuanshi one