Rune Master

Chapter 358

"It's idle anyway." Jing Chen divided half of the peeled melon seeds into Mo Yufei's hands, "Why don't I accompany you on a mission in the afternoon?"

Mo Yufei paused his hand holding the ax, his eyes sparkled, and he seemed about to rush over to give Jing Chen a bear hug.

After Yuan Che was taken away, he was the only one left, and he was somewhat uneasy, "But..." Mo Yuanfei looked embarrassed, "It seems that there is no precedent for accompanying him on missions."

"I'm here to help and not to cause trouble." Jing Chen rolled his eyes at him, clapped his hands and stood up, walked towards the young disciple who hadn't left not far away, and said with a smile, "I see this nephew's face is kind, Regarding the accompanying mission, can you help us go to the deacon’s hall and ask?”

"This, this." The young disciple who was named trembled. When Jing Chen glanced over, he almost thought that his and Zhao Bin's plan had been discovered by the other party, and he replied repeatedly, "Okay, okay, let me ask."

"Then thank you nephew." Jing Chen bowed slightly and cupped his hands.

"No, I dare not take it."

"What? That person wants to go together?!" Hearing the news from the young disciple, Zhao Bin walked back and forth in the room, fidgeting, "I heard that the talent of the human formation is extremely high, and his cultivation is also at the fifth level of the earth level."

If only he and Mo Yu flew out on the mission, they could have killed people secretly on the way, and then pretended to be a monster attacking.

But if you add Jing Chen, whose cultivation base is even higher than him, it will be difficult to start.

"Why did this person appear suddenly?" Zhao Bin paced back and forth, "Didn't he stay on Gu Jianfeng a few days ago and not show up?"

I also heard that even if other people wanted to visit, they were frustrated because of the prohibition on Gu Jianfeng.

Why is it popping up all of a sudden now?

"I don't know either." The young disciple thought for a while, "They seem to have known each other a long time ago."

"Tch." Zhao Bin spat, "There are many talented people who come from this small world. Didn't Ling Yi enter through the passage of the spirit land? I think including that Yuan Che, it is very likely that they came from Same little world."

"Wow." The young disciple opened his mouth slightly, "That would be too heaven-defying."

There was Ling Yi, who was extremely talented in swordsmanship, and now there was Jing Chen, who possessed a spirit seal of arrays. I heard that Yuan Che also had a single-color spirit seal... How much energy in the world does it take to make these things appear all at once? personal character?

"I'll think about it, I'll think about it." Zhao Bin was so irritable that he went crazy, "Wait a minute."

He raised his head abruptly, "How many people in Sanyang Peak have had conflicts with this young heavenly craftsman?"

It was almost noon, and most of the firewood had been split. According to Mo Yufei's current speed, it would take another hour.

Jing Chen looked around and found an ax beside another pile of firewood.

"You want to help?" Mo Yufei asked suspiciously.

When did this person become so kind-hearted, helping with missions and chopping firewood, if this is the sequelae of Ling Yi's seclusion—hope this seclusion can last longer.

"No, as a member of the Wild Beast Controlling Sect." Jing Chen began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, "Recently, I feel that we can start training spirit beasts from daily life." Well, the inspiration given to him by cooking red rice these days.

He shoved the ax to Minglie, and he thoughtfully helped it wrap its tail around the handle of the axe, "Chop it, I will use this to make a fire for cooking later."

Ming Lie, "..." I don't want you to bully the dragon like this!

At noon, Mo Yufei witnessed a big drama about "how the tail of a snake makes a fire and cooks" with amazed eyes.

He felt that his three views had been refreshed, and he considered whether he should also try raising a spirit beast.

Afterwards, the young disciple brought back news, telling them that Jing Chen could go with him, but since he was taking care of him, Senior Brother Zhao Bin would not go.

After hearing the news, Mo Yufei sighed again, this senior is really a good person.

Only Jingchen is in his heart hehe, silly boy, you should thank me who saved your life.

The Shiwanling Mountain area is huge, in addition to guarding the most famous Nandou Sword Sect here, there are also some small sects of the lower third rank, as well as ordinary families living in various mountains and rivers.

The destination of Mo Yufei's mission is a small town next to Wutuo Mountain.

The location is very close to the junction of the Mojialuo Sea Area and the Shiwanling Mountain Area. There are often sea tribes or sea monsters. The Sword Sect has offered to help the town relocate many times, but was rejected.

However, because the local soil quality in Wutuo Town is very suitable for cultivating Lingmi, a lot of them are handed over to the Sword Sect every year. Over time, this place has become one of the strongholds where the disciples of the outer sect often come to do tasks.

There are so many mountains, one after another, stretching continuously. In order to save time, Jing Chen took out the aircraft used in the small world.

Of course, the source of power cannot still be the divine stone, as Gu Yi reminded, this stone is precious now!

The surface has been painted with a new layer of paint, and it is no longer the black and white striped zebra color. The power system has been completely renewed. With the support of enough runestones, even the pattern has been re-engraved, and the horsepower is extremely strong.

"This thing is good!" Mo Yufei leaned out to look down and shouted, "Go there!"

Four blocks are recessed on the base of the five camel peaks, forming five hump-like hills, with very obvious signs.

Looking down along the forests on the mountain, you can see rice fields at the foot of the mountain, which are divided into regular squares. The center surrounded by these is Wutuo Town.

"What color do you think those mountains are?" Jing Chen suddenly became interested.

"Of course it's green." Mo Yufei looked over with strange and sympathetic eyes, "Are you colorblind?"

Jing Chen, "..."

"Don't worry, I won't discriminate against you."

Jing Chen, "..."

Until getting off the aircraft, Jing Chen didn't figure out the problem of Mo Yufei's sense of sex, but was laughed at by the souls in the Duobao Pagoda, thinking that he was boring enough.

It seems that I can only continue to gossip when I meet Yuan Che next time... Ah, continue to care about my friends.

Wutuo Town occupies a large area. Judging from the building area of ​​the houses, there are at least a hundred people living there.

Mo Yufei took the token and map given by the sect, and went all the way to the village chief's house.

It was almost evening at this time, and the sky was a little dark. I don't know if it was because of this reason that every house was closed along the way, and there was no one on the road.

He stopped in front of the firewood gate everywhere, and Mo Yufei was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, when there was a muffled sound of tables and chairs being overturned in the room, and the movement was quite loud.

The outstretched hand was immediately retracted, and Mo Yufei glanced at Jing Chen.

It would be embarrassing if they rushed in so rashly when the village chief was dealing with family matters.

Jing Chen was standing with folded arms at first, but Ming Lie from his sleeves rustled out, sniffed and sneezed, "It has the breath of a low-ranking sea monster inside."

Mo Yufei was taken aback for a moment, and immediately kicked the door without hesitation.

The tables, chairs, and stools in the room were scattered all over the place, and the teacups were broken into several pieces, which seemed to have gone through a rather fierce struggle.

"Look at the traces here." Jing Chen pointed to the ground, which was the path formed by people being dragged all the way, with blood stains on it.

"If there is any movement, someone should be there." Mo Yufei followed these traces to the back room, "It's inside!"

The door opened, and the red face of the old man came into view. His neck was strangled by a transparent object, his feet were hanging from the beams, his toes were twitching, more air was coming in and less air was coming out.

"It's the little siren." After Ming Lie finished speaking, he spat out an ice ridge and shot at the unknown object on the beam.

"Ahem." The rescued old man panted heavily.

Mo Yufei drew out his sword and directly nailed the jellyfish-shaped monster to the ground, then quickly helped the old man up, "How are you, village chief?"

"Me." The old man gasped for a few breaths before his face slowly improved, his chest continued to rise and fall, "I, I'm fine."

It was completely dark at this moment, Asura climbed to the candle on the table, stretched out his finger and carefully wiped the wick.

The candles were lit, and the room was a little brighter.

Just a closer look reveals that the candle burns three times faster than usual.

"Thank you, thank you. There are still some candles in the cupboard. Let's light them together. It's too dark and I'm terrified." For an old man who has just been rescued from death, how can he pay attention to such trivial things as whether the candles burn fast or not? .

Jing Chen glanced at Ashura who was encouraged and excited, "..."

"Thanks to you." The village chief said hoarsely, "Are you two cultivators from the Nandou Sword Sect?"

Mo Yufei nodded, and handed over the mission sign in due course.

The room was still messy, the old man tidied it up a bit, and finally freed up a place to stay.

"Old man, are you alone here?" Jing Chen scanned the room with his spiritual sense, but found no other monsters, "I heard that there are often sea monsters in the border area of ​​the Mojialuo sea area. Would it be unsafe to live alone?" Especially The village head is still an old man.

Just like a mere little sea monster who has just entered the spirit level, they are easy for cultivators to deal with, but they are powerless for ordinary people.

If they had come one step later, the village head might have died.

"Oh, the self-defense talisman given by the sect is broken, and I'm going to go to a bigger town to repair it tomorrow." The old man poured a glass of water for the two of them, "It's impossible to think that I will be harmed tonight."

"Amulet?" Jing Chen noticed the black box on the table, "This is it?"

The old man nodded, then turned his head away after speaking, and talked with Mo Yufei about the mission of this trip.

The black box is a pseudo-talisman device, and a shock-resistant defensive formation is engraved in it, using the runestone as the power source. To activate it, just press the button to connect the power, and Jing Chen will cover it with spiritual consciousness.

The formation is not cumbersome, it can be said to be simple, but there are still things worth learning, for example, what is released after excitation is a complete field, which can maximize every trace of energy.

Jing Chen touched his chin, a small ball of fire clustered in his palm and penetrated into the black box.

"The Wind Shadow Demon was chased to Wutuo Town by a cultivator seven days ago. After being seriously injured, he hid in the woods. There was still dried blood at the entrance of the village," the old man said slowly. Come on, "The cultivator went into the forest to look for it, but Wutuo Mountain is too big, so he left after two days of searching."

"Later, when we thought about it, the Fengying Yao was seriously injured, and he might have died somewhere in the forest, so we didn't care. People in the village went up to the mountain to hunt as usual."

The old man said, his face full of remorse and annoyance, "Unexpectedly, three days ago, more than a dozen young and middle-aged men in the village went hunting in the mountains, and only two escaped in the end, and the others were all eaten by the wind shadow demon." .”

The old man wiped his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"You saw it on the way into the village. Now the villagers are hiding in their homes and they dare not come out, and no one is looking after the fields. They are all afraid that the animals will become wild and come down the mountain to eat people!"