Chapter 427

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
The more they talked, the more embarrassed they became. Duo Duo quickly changed the topic and said, "sister Bai, why don't I teach you the magic of serving Lingtian."

Bai Jieer said with a wry smile, "I'm a mortal, and I don't even have a spiritual root. How can I learn magic?"

One after another laughed, "don't worry, I can learn this magic."

Bai jie'er exclaimed, "is there any magic that mortals can use?"

With a smile, she pulled Bai jie'er's hand, "sister Bai, you don't know that. I heard that there is a place where everyone can practice."

At night, the moon doesn't know where to do bad things. The sky is like a black curtain, and countless stars are like needle eyes penetrating the curtain, which makes people want to explore the secrets behind the curtain.

Ye Kong took Chen Boxuan (the ancestor of huangquan, generally called Chen Boxuan later) to the Surabaya wharf of Wu state.

Surabaya wharf is not in Surabaya City, but it is not far away. Compared with the dark Surabaya city at the moment, Surabaya wharf is full of voices at the moment.

The porters are busy, throwing huge sacks into the cargo hold, which can see the difference between practicing Lingwu. Those workers who have practiced Lingwu can transport three bags at a time without any difficulty, while those who have not practiced Lingwu are very laborious.

Ye Kong believes that if an Guo and Wu Guo go to war, Wu Guo will definitely have the upper hand. Not to mention anything else, it is said that there are so many Lingwu practitioners in Wu Guo, and the logistics supply is faster than an Guo.

Of course, this is his wishful thinking. There is no possibility of war in Anguo and Wuguo. A Hengduan Mountain in the middle is a natural barrier.

Ye Kong has changed his clothes. Yun Fuzong disciple, with five golden clouds, is so eye-catching wherever he goes, so ye Kong changed into a blue gown and slowly walked to the bright place with 12-year-old Chen Boxuan in his hand.

The ancestor of huangquan had devoured the soul of Chen Boxuan. As soon as he received the boy's thought, the ancestor of huangquan couldn't help sighing that this 12-year-old child was even more vicious than himself!

This boy not only hates Ye Kong, but also his mother and everyone around him. According to his idea, kill the master first, then the mother, and finally rape all the women of the master. It's as poisonous as snakes and scorpions and heinous.

Hearing what huangquan's ancestor said, ye Kong was even more free of guilt. If he kept this boy alive, not only himself, but also Bai Jieer must also suffer.

However, what made huangquan ancestor depressed was that Chen Boxuan had not developed yet, and a little thing was like a weak little finger, which made him very unhappy.

"Don't hold me, do you really think I'm twelve?" Chen Boxuan stared at someone and shook away someone's hand.

"Hey, how about we act like a little bit? If we don't hold you, people will know that I'm your father?" Someone took advantage of it proudly.

Chen Boxuan had nothing to say. After rolling his eyes for a long time, he handed his little hand to Ye Kong and snorted, "smelly boy! You are cruel! However, I will never recognize you as a father. If my old friends knew it, my old face would be lost!"

Ye Kong thought that he would never agree to take advantage of Lao Zu's temperament, and he was a little immoral.

"Well, if you meet a monk, you are my apprentice. Anyway, you also learned from me to practice the five elements immortality ascension Sutra now. It's not bad to be my apprentice; if you meet a secular person, introduce you as my brother, how about it?"

Although he still suffered a little loss, Huang Quan thought about it and agreed. Although he suffered a little loss, he didn't suffer too much loss. Moreover, ye Kong's appearance is 18 years old. He is now 12 years old, but he is a bit like a brother.

"Well, I'll suffer a little." Chen Boxuan nodded his small head, and then said, "master, give me some magic tools. Your jade sword is really bad... Alas, it's not the ancestor. I want to say you, like when..."

"Stop!" Ye Kong hurriedly stopped the old boy from remembering that he was brave. At that meeting in Nandu City, he had already heard his ears grow cocoons. In fact, ye Kong had thought about it for a long time, and said, "if the jade bowl is eaten by the golden winged ant, it's not good to return it to you, but Qiu Qianguang's golden pearl and three-point flying sword can be given to you. According to your current magic power, it's estimated that it's difficult to manipulate a medium-grade defense magic weapon and a top-grade flying sword. Let's talk about the rest later."

Chen Boxuan thought it was also good. These two magic tools are attacking and defending one by one. If they are handled properly, their power is already very good. However, he never said a good word, and still scolded himself: "heartless cheapskate, Lao Zu, I'll give you life and death, so I'll pick up some garbage from the dead and give it to me. Forget it, I'll reluctantly use it. As for the control of magic tools, don't worry, Lao Zu, although my spiritual power is poor now, but my divine sense is very strong, and I can operate five magic tools at the same time!"

Ye Kong snorted and ignored him, knowing that this guy's mouth was not soft. Using the divine sense of object control is the key, but spiritual power is also very important. You can manipulate five magic tools at the same time, but the time can only be calculated in seconds. How can you control magic tools when your spiritual power is instantly exhausted?

As they walked, they came to a noisy place near the dock. Ye Kong raised his eyes and saw that there were several monks gathered there.

I saw a small square in front of the dock, surrounded by a group of monks in the middle and late stages of Qi refining. People were shouting, and I didn't know what they were fighting for.

"Boatman, take me. It's okay to go anywhere."

"I'd better go. Although my cultivation is a little low, my magic tools are very good."

Ye Kong and Chen Boxuan listened to doubts. Generally, monks in Cangnan are very low-key, and they don't want to reveal a little treasure. How can they make a loud noise that their magic tools are awesome? Isn't this a robbery?

"Go and have a look?" Chen Boxuan Lala Ye Kong said.

Ye Kong raised his eyes and looked at the monks. They seemed to be dressed in disorder, and there was no familiar face among them. It seemed that they were not disciples of Yunfu sect. He then pulled Chen Boxuan up.

When I came closer, I saw several old-fashioned figures standing in the middle of the space, surrounded by a circle of alchemists outside, and in the hands of each boatman, there was a big sign with the destination, time and several spirit stones written on it. For example: "lingcui city half a month, ten spiritual stones." "In January, there are twenty spiritual stones in bafangcheng."

Ye Kong looked strange and asked an old man in a low voice.

The old man laughed and said, "elder, I'm afraid it's a disciple of the immortal sect or an external casual practice. The water bandits in Wu'an are suffering from it, and the passing merchant ships can't be bothered by it, so everyone takes a monk when setting out, and the water bandits naturally dare not come."

"Oh, so it is." Ye Kong smiled. It was estimated that these people who competed to be bodyguards were afraid of casual cultivation. They had no place to earn spiritual stones, so they had to come to earn some money. They thought that those disciples of the big sect would not come. Even the disciples of the outer Hall of Yunfu sect had ten spiritual stones offered every month. Who originally came here to earn a little money? It was more than offering, but there was no time for cultivation.

Ye Kong thought about it and asked, "old man, do those water bandits have high accomplishments?"

The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "senior, the water bandit's cultivation is not high. It would be good to have your disciple's cultivation, but the boatman can only choose the one with the highest cultivation here."

Ye Kong still couldn't understand it.

It was Chen Boxuan who spoke. At a glance, he was seen as someone's disciple. He was unhappy and said, "what's hard to understand? If you don't ask the highest cultivator here, I'm afraid some people who are not water bandits will also become water bandits!"

Ye Kong immediately paid attention to it. There are many monks here. If you don't ask for cultivation, it's the highest. Hey, hey, you'll be in trouble. The one with the highest cultivation will bear a grudge and rob you as soon as the ship sets sail!

Being revealed by Chen Boxuan, those monks around immediately glared angrily. After all, being called a water bandit also made them very unhappy. However, when they looked at Ye Kong beside Chen Boxuan, they immediately stepped back one by one.

The strong in the world of immortality are respected. They refine their Qi and practice freely. When they see the real man of Zhuji, they are like a mouse seeing a cat.

The old man smiled and said, "elder, your disciple is sophisticated."