Cultivation Begins From The Desert

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"Look at it like this, in a month at most, these two pieces of immortal tea will be fully mature!"

"Having been here for two years, it's almost time to get out of here and do business."

On the unnamed island, Zhou Yang walked out of the cave and looked at the two aura-filled "cloud and mist tea" on the tall tea tree outside the cave, with anticipation in his eyes.

After waiting here for more than two years, he finally waited for these two pieces of "cloud and mist tea" to mature.

Just in case, for the next month, Zhou Yang did not go deeper into meditation practice, and just waited under the tea tree.

He waited for two years, but he didn't want to wait in vain.

If someone or a monster sneaked into the island while he was cultivating and stole two pieces of mature "Yunwu Xiancha", it would be too late for him to cry.

Facts have proved that his approach is necessary.

Because just a few days before the "Yunwu Immortal Tea" officially matured, the aroma of the tea wafted out of the valley, attracting many monsters to attack the great formation that enveloped the valley.

Although the strongest of these monsters was only a Tier 3 monster, they couldn't bear the large number of them. Under their simultaneous attacks, the formation created by Zhou Yang couldn't last long.

Zhou Yang naturally wouldn't let these monsters break the formation, so he could only let out the flying sword to kill.

After a big kill, those monsters who were attracted by the scent of tea either died under Zhou Yang's sword, or they were frightened and fled the island.

After killing the monsters who were watching, Zhou Yang thought he could wait for the immortal tea to mature and pick it with peace of mind.

But what he didn't expect was that two days before the immortal tea was fully mature, the island attracted another uninvited guest.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

On the nameless island, the two people who saw each other through their divine senses a few miles away exclaimed in surprise.

Zhou Yang looked at the place where the uninvited guest was. Although he couldn't see the person's appearance through the fog, his consciousness could clearly see the change in his face.

I saw that this uninvited guest was a blue-clothed middle-aged human cultivator who was injured and driven away by the "Canglan Yunhu" two years ago.

After a lapse of two years, this person actually found the island again, and he also brought a helper who cultivated at the fifth floor of the Purple Mansion.

"Why is Brother Zhu surprised? Do you know the monk on the island?"

In mid-air, the blue-clothed middle-aged human cultivator arrived together with another white-clothed young man with a sword and heard the exclamations of his companions, and he couldn't help frowning and asked the reason.

Hearing the companion wanted to ask, the blue-clothed middle-aged cultivator came back to his senses and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Tuoba, you don't know something, this person was attracted by the battle between Zhu and that evil beast two years ago. Later, while Zhu was fighting fiercely with the monster, he used a powerful escape technique to escape from the battlefield."

"At that time, Zhu was only angry at this person's shameless behavior, but now it seems that this person chose to escape at that time, not necessarily because he was afraid of the monster, but probably because he didn't want to share the island's spiritual things with Zhu Dao!"

Hearing this, the young man in the white shirt with the sword in his hands flickered in shock, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Brother Zhu means that the fourth-order middle-rank monster has already been slaughtered by this kid on the island?"

"Apart from this explanation, Zhu Mou can't figure out why the monster gave up the spiritual objects and spiritual veins on the island and left here!"

After the middle-aged cultivator surnamed Zhu Lanyi finished speaking, he opened his mouth and shouted at Zhou Yang: "This fellow Taoist, I don't know if what Zhu is saying is right?"

The words of the two of them just now were not concealed by sound transmission, so Zhou Yang could hear them clearly.

At this time, when he heard the question from the middle-aged monk surnamed Lan Yi, Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "Friend Zhu is very true, that evil beast has indeed died under Huang's sword!"

When the middle-aged cultivator surnamed Lan Yi heard that he directly admitted his guess, he was also shocked, and the dignified expression on his face became much deeper.

Then, as if he remembered something, he looked at Zhou Yang with an ugly face and said, "Huang? Last time fellow Daoist said that he was Zhu Ziyu of the Purple Star Sect, so after Zhu went out, he checked it out and found this. The person just fell outside the Qixia Immortal City two years ago, and now fellow Daoist says his surname is Huang, should I believe my fellow Daoist? Or not?"

"The name is just a code name. Daoyou Zhu and Huang also meet by chance, so why should you care about this? I think Daoist Zhu should talk about your intentions!"

Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes, but he had no patience to waste time chatting with the other party, and directly asked the other party's intentions.

Although he didn't need to ask this, he already had the answer in his heart.

And the middle-aged monk surnamed Lan Yi heard him ask this, but his eyes flickered and he did not answer him immediately.

On the contrary, after Zhou Yang finished speaking, the young cultivator in the white shirt and the sword could not help but snorted coldly: "Huh, Brother Zhu, don't ask him, it seems that this person must be the one who killed the Purple Star Sect Zhu Ziyu. murderer!"

"It is said that Zhu Ziyu was not only an eighth-level Zifu cultivator, but also had a couple of scattered cultivators from the Huoyun Kingdom in the Zifu cultivator as helpers."

"If the monster Zhu said was really killed by him, then he must be the murderer of Zhu Ziyu!"

This person didn't know if he was born with courage or had something to rely on. He even knew that Zhou Yang was the murderer who killed Zhu Ziyu, and he dared to mention this matter in front of Zhou Yang without saving any face. His attitude was very arrogant.

After Zhou Yang heard what he said, his eyes instantly became sharp.

"Young Daoist Huang, I wish you to believe that your surname is Huang for the time being!"

"As long as Daoyou Huang gives the two pieces of [Cloud and Mist Immortal Tea] to Zhu and Brother Tuoba, we will not take any other spirits in the valley, and we will not spread the news of Daoyou here, and we are willing to take our own. What do you think, Daoyou Huang?

Seemingly aware of Zhou Yang's murderous intention, the middle-aged monk surnamed Lan Yi quickly responded to Zhou Yang's question loudly.

While telling his intentions and conditions, he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to his companion who had an unpleasant expression after hearing his words: "Brother Tuoba, don't be impatient, this person can kill the Purple Star Sect. Zhu Ziyu and that fourth-rank mid-rank monster, no matter what method they use, it shows that he is not a person to be provoked. If we can exchange tens of thousands of spirit stones for [Cloud and Mist Immortal Tea], why bother with this kind of tea? Ruthless people as enemies?"

"Besides, isn't it strange for Brother Tuoba? This person discovered this place after Zhu Mou two years ago. It seems that he has been staying on this island for two years. What does this mean?"

"It means that this person either has some means and treasures that can accurately locate the island, so that he can find it every time he enters [Yunwuze], or there are some powerful means and treasures that can help him resist the strange power in the prolonged fog. Time to explode!"

"No matter what kind it is, it means that this person is not easy to deal with. You and I are not a last resort. It's better not to be evil with this person!"

After hearing what the blue-clothed middle-aged monk surnamed Zhu said, the eyes of the young man in white shirt and sword suddenly froze. If it wasn't for his companion's reminder, he really didn't think so much.

However, unlike the middle-aged cultivator surnamed Lan Yi, although he temporarily suppressed the eagerness to move because of the other party's remarks, the thought of killing Zhou Yang's heart became stronger in his heart.

Just like what the middle-aged cultivator Zhu surnamed Lanyi said, no matter what kind of situation Zhou Yang is in, the powerful secret techniques and treasures he masters will have a great effect on those forces close to the "clouds and mists".

If your sect can get these...

When the young man in the white shirt thinks about this place, his heart is extremely hot.

Although a piece of "Yunwu Xiancha" is good, how can it match the countless pieces of "Yunwu Xiancha" that may be found in the future?

He immediately said aloud: "Brother Zhu is right, as long as fellow Daoist Huang agrees to our terms, Tuobagui will surely give the 20,000 spirit stones with both hands!"

20,000 low-grade spirit stones were exchanged for a piece of "Yunwu Xiancha", and the price was actually very good.

You must know that the price of "Yunwu Immortal Tea" purchased by major forces is usually only 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

After all, although this immortal tea is good, each cultivator can only have one effect, but it makes it impossible to fry it for a high price.

But in the past, as soon as this "cloud and mist tea" appeared, most of it would flow into the hands of various Jindan cultivators.

Because compared to the cultivator of the Zifu period taking this immortal tea, it is obviously more cost-effective for the cultivator of the Jindan period to take it.

Therefore, if the two middle-aged monks surnamed Lanyi used 20,000 low-grade spirit stones to purchase a piece of "Cloudy Mist Tea" for their own use, it would not be too much of a loss.

It's just that Zhou Yang doesn't care about this.

He waited hard for two years to mature the "Yunwu Immortal Tea", how could he sell it to others just because of the mere tens of thousands of spirit stones?

Does he look like a man without a stone flower?

"Are you finished? When you're finished, you can get out!"

He looked at the direction of the two with a stern expression, his voice was icy without any emotion, and his patience was completely exhausted.

"Boy, you..."

The young man in the white shirt and the sword was stunned for a while~www.wuxiamtl.com~, then his face flushed with anger, and he was instantly angered by Zhou Yang's contemptuous words.

Since he was a child, he has been praised by his elders and admired by his peers because of his outstanding aptitude. How could he have been treated like this by a monk who looked much younger than himself?

Zhou Yang's words "you can get away" deeply hurt his self-esteem and pride.

After he took a deep breath, he waved his hand, and the flying sword on his back shot out from the scabbard with a "clang", suspended above his head, and pointed at Zhou Yang.

Then he looked sharp, exhaled like thunder and shouted loudly: "Baiyun Jianzong Tuobagui, learn Huang Daoyou's great tricks!"

Before he could shout, the silver flying sword turned into a silver sword rainbow and slashed towards Zhou Yangfei.

"Brother Tuoba, you..."

The middle-aged monk surnamed in blue clothes opened his mouth, then gritted his teeth, and also reached out and patted his storage bag, took out a blue crescent halberd, and threw it at Zhou Yang, followed by shouting: "Xuanshui Zong Zhu Wu Ya, experience Huang Daoyou's great tricks!"