Chapter 841: Digging for Medicine and Conflict

When Wu Yan learned that the fairy grass and fairy plants on this mountain were all spiritual objects that were very helpful for body refining, he had already decided that he would take this place for himself, even if it meant offending the people of the Ice God Temple.

Although it was a bit unfair to Leng Yao from a moral point of view, this kind of opportunity was not something that could be encountered at any time. Since he had encountered it this time, Wu Yan naturally did not want to miss it.

Moreover, these disciples of the Ice God Temple were always monitoring him. Judging from their plans, it seemed that they had no intention of sharing the spiritual objects here with him, and even wanted to take away those animal skin books from him. These were what he had found with great effort on the mountain after he came in.

Wu Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the disciple who was monitoring him, and directly used a set of martial arts he had learned in the Tianzhou Continent, Feng Yinbu, relying solely on his physical strength, and flashed down, like a ghost in the wind, to the back of the disciple, and knocked the disciple unconscious with a hand knife without him feeling anything.

After dealing with the disciple who was monitoring him, Wu Yan immediately stripped off the man's clothes and put them on himself, then cut a wound on the man's arm and smeared some blood on his face, so that outsiders could not see his true face at all.

After doing all this, Wu Yan threw the disciple into a corner, and then took out another large leather bag from the large leather bag and held it in his hand.

Then, Wu Yan began to frantically collect the immortal grass and immortal fruit on the mountain.

At this time, Wu Yan's advantage was completely revealed.

Those Ice Temple monks who wanted to dig out a ninth-level spiritual grass from the mountain would take at least half an incense stick of time, but for Wu Yan, it took less than a breath to dig out a first- or second-level immortal grass. Even those third- and fourth-level immortal grasses could be successfully dug in less than a few dozen breaths.

Such high efficiency was naturally related to his reading of the "Immortal Spirit Book". It describes in great detail how to quickly and effectively dig the immortal grass on the mountain.

Wu Yan held a dark and simple shovel-shaped iron tool in one hand and a huge leather bag in the other. The shovel-shaped iron tool flew up and down in Wu Yan's hand, and a fairy grass or a fairy tree would be dug up and fall into the leather bag in the other hand.

At this time, everyone's attention was almost focused on the fairy plants in front of them. Wu Yan was now wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ice God Temple, so when the disciples of the Ice God Temple saw Wu Yan also collecting immortal grass and fruits, they actually thought he was a disciple of the Ice God Temple, and no one paid attention to him.

Originally, the core disciples of the Ice God Temple who had talked about Wu Yan privately had a grudge against Wu Yan and arranged people to monitor Wu Yan. However, the attention of those core disciples was now on the fruits of the fifth-level fairy tree, and they did not notice Wu Yan. The disciple who was going to report was also caught up by Wu Yan and knocked unconscious. He was also thrown into a corner by him in the same way.

Therefore, Wu Yan consciously avoided those core disciples and continued to dig fairy grass and fairy trees in other places. Although the speed was weird and scary, it was precisely because he dug too fast that it gave people an illusion that he had no harvest at all and was just wandering around the mountain aimlessly.

However, as time went by, when Wu Yan started digging from the foot of the mountain and went up all the way, it took him less than a few moments to dig up all the third and fourth level fairy grass and fairy trees on the top level and the most difficult to dig on the entire Jixuan Mountain and put them into his own pocket. The disciples of the Ice God Temple finally noticed the abnormality.

At this time, many disciples of the Ice God Temple had stopped digging fairy grass and looked at the strange face with blood on his face, but the speed of digging fairy grass and picking fairy fruit was weirdly fast.

If Wu Yan had not been wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ice God Temple, I'm afraid that the disciples of the Ice God Temple would have questioned him long ago. But now everyone was exhausted. Seeing such a disciple of the Ice God Temple, who seemed to have a lot of experience in digging these immortal herbs, the cultivators who saw him stopped their actions involuntarily, and even made way for him and simply rested on the spot.

After all, these things belonged to their Ice God Temple. Even if this person dug a lot, he would have to hand them over to the elders of the sect later, and then they would be uniformly allocated and distributed. Naturally, they were happy to rest. There were even many disciples who laughed at Wu Yan for working so hard, saying that he was simply a fool. In this way, Wu Yan's digging speed became even faster.

Wu Yan rarely dug those low-level spiritual herbs and immortal herbs, and just dug away what he came across.

Less than half an hour later, almost all the top immortal herbs and fruits on the entire Jixuan Mountain were taken away by Wu Yan. The remaining immortal herbs and fruits were all level nine or level one spiritual herbs, so Wu Yan simply chose to give up.

At this point, there was only the only level five "Yin Yang Nirvana Grass" and the fruit on the level five unknown immortal tree left, and Wu Yan did not touch them. He dug up all the other valuable level three and four immortal herbs.

After digging up all the immortal herbs on Jixuan Mountain, Wu Yan walked back to the ruins of the house, put down the big bag on his back, sat cross-legged on the ground, and pondered. He knew that his actions would soon be reported to the several elders in charge of the Ice God Temple. How to deal with it was a problem, and he had to be cautious.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Wu Yan did not want to fight with the monks of the Ice God Temple. But if it really came to that, Wu Yan would definitely not be polite.

In fact, at this time, the elders responsible for managing these Ice Temple disciples did receive reports from their disciples and learned about the strange things that happened on Jixuan Mountain.

After a little investigation, these elders finally found the two disciples who were knocked unconscious by Wu Yan, and finally figured out what happened. However, it was precisely because they understood what happened that these elders did not dare to immediately go to trouble Wu Yan, but gathered together to discuss it.

After Wu Yan pondered for a moment, he smiled calmly, took off the clothes on his body, wiped the blood sacrifice from his face, and then put the clothes into the leather bag on his back.

After doing this, he took out the few ancient animal skin books he had found in the ruins without any scruples, selected another one from them, and started reading.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, Leng Tie is very polite. These are the elders of our Ice Temple, Leng Yunshan, Leng Fei and Young Master Kong Yuan. The two elders Leng and Young Master Kong Yuan want to talk to Fellow Daoist Wu. Is it convenient for Fellow Daoist Wu?"

While Wu Yan was checking the animal skin book, three late-stage god-transformation elders from the Ice Temple seemed to have finally finished their discussion. With gloomy expressions, they led a large number of disciples to the mountain and surrounded Wu Yan.

The leader was an ordinary young man with a cold expression. Because no monk dared to reveal his cultivation and aura on this mountain, Wu Yan could not judge what the cultivation level of the young man in front of him was. However, seeing that Leng Tie, a late-stage monk from the Ice Temple, was respectful to him, it can be imagined that his status in the Ice Temple is definitely not low.

According to Leng Tie's introduction, this young man is called Leng Yunshan. Next to Lengyun Mountain, there is a monk with the same cold and indifferent expression, but this monk seems to be quite old, with snow-white hair and beard, and is wearing the same snow-white robe, making him look like snow. Fairylike.

Another young and handsome young man stood on the other side of Leng Yun Mountain. The three of them stared at Wu Yan with cold faces.

Leng Tie stood aside, with an awkward smile on his face, introducing the three monks beside him to Wu Yan.

At this time, there was a trace of unconcealable anger on the cold and indifferent faces of the three monks. He seemed very annoyed with Wu Yan.

Wu Yan raised his head and glanced at the three of them, then slowly stood up from the ground. He saw Leng Yunshan, Leng Fei and Master Nakong Yuan staring unkindly at the two huge leather bags on the ground next to them. At the same time, he glanced at the animal skin books in his hands intentionally or unintentionally. Murderous intent.

Wu Yan rolled up the animal skin book in his hand, stuffed it into his waist, cupped his hands towards the three of them, and said calmly: "What do you guys want to talk to Wu about?"

"Wu Yan, the three of us are here to express our gratitude to you on behalf of the Ice Temple. Thank you for helping us collect these fairy grass and fairy fruits. Don't worry, the 10% promised to you before will be counted later. Leave it to fellow Taoists.”

Leng Yunshanpi glanced at Wu Yan with a smile, and said in a neutral tone.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wu seems to be born with divine power. It is very difficult for us to collect these fairy grass and fairy fruits. I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Wu to do it so easily." Mr. Kongyuan also echoed with a smile.

"Elder Leng Fei, go and take inventory, keep 10% of Wu Daoyou's things and take the rest away." Leng Yunfei didn't wait for Wu Yan to answer, but in a very cold tone, he said to Leng Fei next to him. commanded.

"Wait a minute!" Wu Yan frowned slightly, glanced at Leng Yunshan coldly, and said in a cold tone to Leng Fei, who was about to step forward: "The contents in these two leather bags are Wu's personal belongings. Items, you’d better not touch.”

"Wu Daoyou, you seem to have violated your agreement with our Ice Temple, right? As previously agreed, 10% of the spiritual objects on this mountain belong to you, and the remaining 90% belongs to our Ice Temple. However, in just half an hour, you have All the top fairy grass and fairy fruits in the entire mountain were picked and taken away. For the sake of our saint, I, Leng Yunshan, negotiated with you and didn't even bother with you for knocking out our Ice Temple disciples and pretending to be us. Regarding the disciples of the Ice Temple, if you understand, hand over what doesn’t belong to you, otherwise, huh!”

Leng Yunshan winked at Leng Fei next to him, who immediately whistled. Hundreds of Ice Temple disciples who had been on guard nearby suddenly swarmed up and surrounded Wu Yan, all with very unkind eyes. Staring at Wu Yan closely.

Wu Yan glanced at the dozens of monks around him indifferently, smiled indifferently, and said: "I will also give you, Fairy Leng, a face. You will be given twenty breaths to leave this mountain. Otherwise, if you want to leave again, , there’s no chance.”

"You! Arrogant! Wu Yan, you have thought clearly about what you are doing! Leng admits that you have practiced physical skills and your physical strength is very strong. You have a great advantage on this Jixuan Mountain. But you see clearly, there are We have two hundred disciples of the Ice Temple, no matter how good your body refining skills are, you will never be able to compete with so many of us," Leng Yunshan threatened with an unusually cold and rude tone.