The green-robed female sword cultivator was called Lu Jiu, a casual cultivator without a sect or school, in her thirties, in the middle stage of foundation building. Although older than Ye Su and the others, cultivators under a hundred years old were only considered young in the world of cultivation.
After the two sides decided to cooperate, Ye Su brought his fellow apprentices to give some "comments" on the Red Mantis.
"The forelimbs are completely red, with sharp serrations and tiny suction cups at the ends." Xiyu bent down and tapped the forelimbs, "Suitable for refining swords."
"It's a pity that the head was pierced by the sword, otherwise it would be good to use it to refine armor." Xia Er went around to the side and flipped open the front wings of the red mantis. "The hind wings are thin and light, and the surface is radiating purple-red. They can be used to refine hunting nets."
Ming Liusha had already bent down and walked into the red mantis's belly. He took out a dagger, stabbed it, and then took out a bottle to catch the mucus dripping from it.
Ye Su stood beside him and said to Lu Jiu, "That is red liquid. It depicts the patterns of magic tools. It is best to take it on the spot."
Lü Jiu, who was confused by what he heard, said: "..."
Usually she would put the whole monster into her Qiankun bag and sell it directly to the material store after leaving the secret realm. She had never seen such a scene.
"You guys also know these? You are almost as good as those equipment refiners in the material shops." Lu Jiu said to Ye Su who was standing next to him.
"We are weapon refiners." Ye Su tilted his head and said casually, "We must understand these."
To be more precise, it was because Qianjimen did not have many materials, so the disciples could only rely on reading books all day long to relieve their desire to refine magical instruments.
Lu Jiu: “?”
"You..." Lu Jiu looked at Ye Su and the others for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart, "Aren't you a talisman master?"
To deal with the red mantis, so many talismans were used at once, and she also saw Ye Su drawing the talismans with her own eyes. No, Ye Su even flew a sword just now!
Lu Jiu was completely confused.
"No, it's just a way to make a living." Ye Su pointed at himself and his fellow apprentices, "We are all serious weapon refiners."
Lu Jiu remained silent. It was just a way to make a living. The talisman master who worked so hard to draw talismans would probably cry after hearing this.
"Senior Sister, where are we going next?" Xiyu put the red mantis into the Qiankun bag, walked over with Ming Liusha and Xia Er, and asked.
Ye Su thought for a moment and said, "Red mantises usually live near moon grass, which can be used to make pills."
Lu Jiu was stunned: "Do you know how to make pills?"
"Fellow Daoist Lu, you are joking. I just read in a book that moon grass is a common material used by alchemists. I plan to pick some and sell them for money." Ye Su reiterated, saying seriously, "Refining equipment is our great cause."
…
Lu Jiu took them to the place where they first encountered the red mantis. Ye Su followed the trail and found a piece of moon grass as expected.
Moon grass is light purple in color and is a spiritual herb commonly used by alchemists. It only grows in various secret realms, but there are many secret realms of all sizes, so it is not considered a rare medicinal herb.
But for Ye Su, it would be best to get as much wool as possible, since everything in the secret realm was ownerless anyway.
"You have to use a sickle to cut it." Xia Er squatted on the ground and said after observing the roots of the moon grass.
Xiyu raised his hand: "I don't have a sickle."
Ming Liusha followed slowly and said: "I, don't, either."
Ye Su glanced around and said, "Could you please keep watch over us for a while, Brother Lu?"
Lu Jiu naturally agreed, and she asked curiously: "What are you going to do?"
"Refine the sickle." A ball of spiritual fire suddenly rose between Ye Su's fingers.
At the same time, spiritual fire appeared in the hands of the other three people. Ming Liusha even made his spiritual fire spin in a circle on purpose.
As we all know, the ones who are best at playing with fire are alchemists and weapon refiners.
Lu Jiu closed his mouth, and finally realized that these people were weapon refiners.
There aren't many techniques involved in making a sickle, it's simpler than refining a magical weapon, and Ye Su can even refine two at the same time.
The secret realm was filled with abundant spiritual energy, and the spiritual fire of several people was stronger than before. In less than a moment, the sickles made of black iron were ready.
Ye Su reached out and caught the two sickles in mid-air, and handed one to Lu Jiu: "Daoyou Lu, please."
So the five men each took a sickle and worked hard at harvesting.
At this moment, the monks in various parts of the secret realm had already been fighting fiercely.
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After the five people finished cutting the moon grass, they continued walking in the opposite direction. On the way, they encountered several monsters, all of which were in the middle or late stage of foundation building. Lu Jiu dealt with them with a sword, while Ye Su and his fellow brothers and sisters were responsible for throwing talismans in secret. It went relatively smoothly.
The sky in the secret realm darkened and then brightened. The group walked not too slowly and basically did not stop to rest.
"Big sister, look!" Xia Er pointed ahead, "It's an abandoned mansion."
Ye Su looked up and saw that more than half of the mansion not far away had collapsed, but her past grandeur could still be vaguely seen.
Generally speaking, in secret realms where people have lived before, there will always be magic weapons, elixirs and other things. Of course, it is also possible that they were taken away by monks who have entered before.
"Let's go and take a look." Ye Su said.
Several people walked quickly towards the abandoned mansion. As soon as they entered the door, the surrounding spiritual energy began to distort.
The collapsed ruins that were seen from afar before disappeared completely. Ye Su turned his head to look around and found that they were now standing in a dark and damp cave.
"It's a realm within a realm!" Lu Jiu had been training for longer than them and reacted instantly.
"A realm within a realm... is it more dangerous?" Xia Er asked after hearing this.
"Yes, but there may be treasures inside." Lu Jiu held the sword tightly and looked around vigilantly, "I have only heard that some powerful people will deliberately put the things they left behind in ordinary secret realms."
Xiyu shook her head: "That shouldn't be possible. It's too easy for us to get in."
"Maybe some powerful people want all the monks to die here." Ming Liusha said slowly.
Ye Su glanced at the marks on the cave wall, bent down and touched the ground, her fingertips were stained with sticky blood: "Someone came in not long ago."
A few people tried to return, but the entrance had disappeared and only the stone wall remained.
Lu Jiu is a sword cultivator and the only one with offensive power among the five people. He takes the initiative to walk in front, and the others follow behind.
After walking for a while, three forks suddenly appeared in front of them. Lu Jiu turned back and asked, "Fellow Daoist Ye, which way should we go?"
There was no apparent difference between the three forks in the road. Ye Su was originally planning to point to a random intersection when she suddenly heard a familiar sound of music coming from the rightmost fork.
"Big sister, it sounds like the Death Array of the Wuyin Sect." Xia Er recognized it.
Wuyin Sect? Ning Qianyao and Yi Xuan are also there.
According to the protagonist law, the fork in the road may be dangerous, but there must be opportunities or good things there.
"My junior brother and sister should be here too. Since they are in danger, we, as senior brothers and sisters, should go and help them." Ye Suyi said sternly.
Lu Jiu listened to her words and felt touched. Is this the friendship of the sect that a casual cultivator could never get
The group turned and walked towards the fork on the far right. Halfway through, Lu Jiu heard Xi Yu behind him quietly ask Ye Su: "Senior Sister, what are we going to do later?"
They must be trying their best to save their junior brothers and sisters, Lu Jiu thought.
"Look around to see if there are any treasures, and take them with you." Ye Su behind him carefully reminded him, "Don't argue with the monks. If a fight breaks out, use the Sleeping Talisman to hit them. If you encounter a monster, run away quickly. Also prepare to use the Vajra Talisman."
Lu Jiu in front: “?” Didn’t you say you were going to rescue your junior brothers and sisters
As we walked forward, the music became louder and louder. It was a pleasant sound, but the more I listened to it, the more uncomfortable I felt.
This is the ability of a sound cultivator. A powerful sound cultivator can even kill someone with just one sound.
When they walked completely out of the fork in the road, they discovered that there was a new world inside. There was a cave that was ten feet high, with layer upon layer of round platforms. At the bottom, there was a circle of flowing water with lit immortal candles floating on it, which illuminated the corpses of the monks and monsters on the ground clearly.
The disciples of Wuyin Sect stood on the highest platform, holding their own magic instruments and blowing or playing them to form a song of sorrow. But standing opposite them were five or six masters who were obviously in the late stage of foundation building. They even looked relaxed, while the leader Xin Xin's ears were already bleeding.
Not only on the highest platform, but the entire cave was filled with fighting, between monks and monsters, between monks and monks...
"Fellow Daoist, do you want the Sleeping Talisman? It costs one hundred middle-grade spirit stones. I also have a Speed Talisman that is applicable to all realms. Do you think I am fast? I used this Talisman."
The first person Ye Su saw was a skinny monk in a yellow robe. He was skilled at moving around in the fight and selling the talisman paper in his hand everywhere.
"Fellow Daoist, talisman paper has a price, but life is priceless! With just one hundred mid-grade spirit stones, you can make the monster in front of you fall asleep. How about trying one?"
Ye Su turned back to look at Ming Liusha: "He speaks better than you."
Ming Liusha: “…”
"Junior brother and junior sister are there." Xiyu had sharp eyes and saw Yi Xuan on the side of the platform. He was holding a sword and standing in front of Ning Qianyao.
"That's your junior brothers and sisters?" As a sword cultivator, Lu Jiu was used to fighting and could easily find out what was going on. "Those powerful sword cultivators were surrounding them. Maybe they took something."
Ye Su turned his head to look. The swordsmanship of the junior brother was too ordinary. He just relied on instinct to swing the sword to block. The two sword cultivators on the opposite side were obviously stronger than him in both swordsmanship and body movement.
The black Taoist robe on Yi Xuan was torn, revealing his snow-white inner garment, which was instantly stained red. Ning Qianyao stepped forward several times to block the sword cultivator opposite him, but was pulled back by him and protected behind him.
After all this back and forth, Yi Xuan suffered a lot more injuries.
Ye Su: “…”
Elder Yang has only one disciple, Junior Sister, and he left all the good things to her. Since she was able to go down the mountain this time, she must have brought some magic weapons with her. These sword cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage will definitely not be able to hurt her.
…
Yi Xuan gritted his teeth to prevent himself from kneeling down. He supported himself on the ground with one hand holding the sword, trying to stand up again, but failed.
One of the sword cultivators sneered and swung his sword at someone not far away.
"Junior brother." Ning Qianyao's deer eyes were filled with tears. She anxiously threw herself on Yi Xuan, wanting to block the sword for him.
“Zheng—”
Lu Jiu stood in front and deflected a sword from the opposite sword cultivator. Seeing this, another sword cultivator rushed over but was blocked by Ye Su.
Ye Su could wield a sword, but he didn't know sword techniques, so he never took out the sword. He just kept sticking Vajra Talismans on his body.
The opponent's sword swinging speed was not as fast as Ye Su's talisman sticking, and he could only watch her rush over.
Spiritual fire emerged from Ye Su's fingertips, pointing directly into the sword cultivator's eyes. The other party subconsciously turned his upper body away, only to be met with a ruthless slap from her.
The swordsman looked down at the talisman paper on his chest: "..."
Ye Su glanced at the sword cultivator who was lying on the ground and said to the three people watching nearby, "Beat him."
Ming Liusha, Xiyu and Xia Er immediately swarmed forward, sticking talismans, beating people and taking swords. They had a clear division of labor and were very skilled, as if they had done it hundreds or thousands of times.
As for the other sword cultivator, although his realm was slightly higher than Lu Jiu's, he was not as ruthless as her and gradually fell into a disadvantage. Ye Su took the opportunity to throw a sleeping talisman at him.
"Senior Sister?" Ning Qianyao waited for a long time, but the sword did not come. However, she noticed that Yi Xuan's originally stiff body gradually relaxed. She turned back and found that the four people from Qianjimen had come.
"Hey, long time no see." Ye Su waved and greeted, then turned around and said to Ming Liusha and the other two, "Look after my junior brother and sister."
Xia Er responded positively: "Coming."
After they dispersed, Lu Jiu inadvertently saw the two sleeping sword cultivators and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The sword is the second life of a sword cultivator, and the swords in the hands of the two sword cultivators with bruised faces and noses were gone. They were re-refined into chains, and they were tied up and nailed to the round table.
—Are all weapon refiners nowadays so perverted