Every word and deed is in order, and the extraordinary handsome Yang Zhihuai is actually the son of the talkative and shameless elder Yang who never behaves properly.
It’s absolutely amazing.
Cheng Xi twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at Yang Zhihuai with something wrong.
Then she looked at the two sisters named Wen Wen in front of her. Okay, there is something wrong with your entire Wuji Sect.
This barbecue was well received by everyone at Wujimen.
As a result, their attitude toward the four of them became much better, so that when they woke up early the next morning, people were greeting them one after another.
It’s as if I would be rude if I didn’t say the previous sentence.
None of them expected that a meal would be so charming, so they packed up their things and walked deeper again.
When leaving, Yang Zhihuai found a moment to whisper to everyone.
"Brother Shen and the others are casual cultivators. If they encounter spiritual beasts, they should be more alert and help if they can."
"Senior brother, don't worry. When I saw Brother Mu and Brother Shen, I felt that I saw Senior Brother Ling just like you, so of course I have to help."
"Yes, we will take care of all the spiritual beasts we encounter in the future. We will definitely not I will let Sister Cheng and Sister Lu takes action.”
“With us here, no matter how many spiritual beasts we keep, we won’t be able to hurt them!”
The discussion here was in full swing, and the four people with sensitive ears in front looked at each other, dumbfounded.
“We are treated like fragile porcelain dolls.”
"Don't tell me, this feeling is quite new."
In this world where there are as many immortal cultivators as dogs, the chain of discrimination or the division of cultivation ability is very obvious. Almost no one from the five sects dares to offend. Casual cultivators without a sect or inheritance are less capable because they do not have these cultivation resources.
The reason why it is said to be a chain of discrimination does exist.
Disciples from the five sects naturally look down on casual cultivators, and casual cultivators naturally look down on ordinary people who cannot practice.
Cheng Xi and the others simply don't care, just let them do it, and they can be happy and at ease. So during the next journey, whenever a spiritual beast jumped out, everyone in the Wuji Sect rushed forward as if they were on fire. Wu Wen and Wu Rou even had to run in front of the two girls every time.
The former was cold and silent, while the latter was talkative and comforting.
Cheng Xi and Lu Ruyun smiled, and finally said a few polite words.
"Rourou, our strength is actually not bad."
"Yes, we encountered many spiritual beasts in front of us, didn't we solve them too?"
Wu Wen and Wu Rou saw that the two of them had not yet broken through the core formation strength, smiled awkwardly, and protected them even tighter.
Cheng Xi and Lu Ruyun: "."
Okay.
They go do something else.
So the two of them focused on the increasingly rare spiritual plants in the jungle, and they did not miss any that could be used as medicine. There were gradually more medicinal materials in the system space.
“There are high-level spiritual beasts ahead, everyone, be careful.”
Yang Zhihuai took the lead in warning, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand, ready to go.
Ling Tianrui and many Wuji Sect disciples drew their swords one after another and looked ahead warily.
A loud roar came from my ears, and then a huge creature that looked like a tiger but not a tiger but not a lion appeared in my sight.
“It’s the seventh-order liger beast!”
The seventh-order liger beast is equivalent to the cultivation level of the late stage of pill formation, and most of them have golden spiritual roots and can spit sharp blades. They are very difficult to deal with. Even Yuanying stage monks have to weigh themselves when they encounter him.
The only good news for them was that the ligers came alone and didn't like to be around the pack. (End of this chapter)