Chapter 228: The Role of Song Yan
Everyone looked back at Song Yan suspiciously, and Zhao Yun said with a gloomy face: "Song Yan, what do you want to do, everyone's time is very urgent, you better not waste everyone's time." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"Sharpen the knife and don't cut the wood!" Song Yan smiled faintly, ignoring Zhao Yun's deliberate fault-finding, then took two steps, bent down to pull out a piece of grass from the ground, and then took five steps to the left to pick a flower.
Seeing this, everyone was even more puzzled.
Zhao Yun scolded even loudly: "Song Yan, what do you want to do? Everyone is not interested in playing with you!"
"That's it!"
Song Yan took a few more steps, collected two leaves, and said to everyone: "There are many snakes and insects in the primeval forest, and these three flavors of medicinal herbs together can emit a smell that snakes and insects can't avoid!"
While speaking, Song Yan clasped his hands together and directly used Zhenyuan to crush the three-flavor medicinal materials in his palms and turn them into paste.
"Just apply it to the exposed part of your skin!Sister Ying, do you want to try it?" Song Yan asked Zhao Ying while holding the three-flavor herb synthesis paste that exuded a strange smell.
This paste was miserable and green, and it also emitted a strange smell, and Zhao Ying was a little hesitant.
"What's the matter, Sister Ying doesn't believe me?" Song Yan smiled.
"Okay then, you give me this, I'll wipe it myself!" Zhao Ying couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.
So, Song Yan gave half of the paste to Zhao Ying, and then smeared the remaining half on his face and the bare skin on his body, and looked at Zhao Jian and asked, "Do you need to wipe it?"
"Then it's troublesome Ah Yan!" Zhao Jian nodded.
"I'll wipe it too!" Zhao Lei said.
Seeing that most people agreed, Zhao Di did not insist.
Only Zhao Yun didn't want to apply it, I don't know if I couldn't pull it off, or I didn't believe that this disgusting thing could really make snakes and insects avoid it.
There were a lot of the three herbs around, and it was very fast, so I made a paste that was enough for the three of them to spread.
After everyone smeared the paste on their bodies, they began to hurry.
It's a pity that the further you go, the denser the trees become, and at the same time, the forest is not lacking in poisonous insects and mosquitoes.
The strange thing is that Song Yan and the others, who were smeared with paste, have not been attacked by snakes, insects and mosquitoes, but Zhao Yun, in the hour ahead, has been attacked by five poisonous snakes, and some poisonous insects and poisonous mosquitoes are staring at him and biting.
Fortunately, he is an innate master, and he can use his innate true qi to protect himself.
However, the innate true qi is not endless, and besides, it is also very tiring to travel quickly in the primeval forest, so after an hour, he found that his innate true qi had been consumed by one-fifth.
Even after reaching the innate level, even if you don't run the exercises, the true qi in your body will slowly recover after it is consumed.
But the speed of the reply is very slow, and if it continues like this, it will take five hours at most, and the true qi in Zhao Yun's body will be consumed.
However, Song Yan and a few people, because they don't have to worry about the invasion of poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, so the consumption of true qi is quite small.
After discovering this situation, Zhao Yun regretted it, he knew that he would also apply that kind of paste.
And Zhao Ying and others also discovered this, and they couldn't help but feel a little more grateful to Song Yan in their hearts.
"Song Yan, can you configure some more of that medicine?" After another half an hour of walking, Zhao Yun finally put down his son and said to Song Yan.
"Wait a minute!"
Song Yan's body flickered, and he burrowed into the nearby jungle, and when he reappeared, he already had an extra paste in his hand.
"Take it and paint it!"
"Thank you. ā
Zhao Yun said with a little blush.
When the other four saw this scene, the expressions on their faces were different, after all, everyone had seen Zhao Yun's troubles for Song Yan before, but now Song Yan was able to abandon his previous suspicions to help Zhao Yun, which shows that Song Yan is an open-minded person.
After Zhao Yun was smeared with paste, the six of them continued to hurry.
After two hours, everyone walked at least 120 kilometers, which made everyone very excited, and it seemed that it was not difficult to complete the task.
But just twenty minutes later, everyone's faces became ugly again.
Because there was a large swamp ahead.
Innate martial artists with good light skills can often fly more than ten meters in a single sweep, but this swamp is boundless, even if the light skills are good, they dare not easily set foot in it.
"Let's take a detour!"
Zhao Jian said helplessly.
Everyone nodded, knowing that there was no better way than to take a detour.
Half an hour later, when everyone spared the swamp, they were getting farther and farther away from their destination.
"In almost three hours, we are still 290 kilometers away from our destination, that is, our speed is only more than 36 kilometers per hour, which is barely enough to reach our destination at our current speed.
Of course, this is without encountering the previous situation, otherwise, it will be difficult for us to complete the task, so I propose that everyone speed up!" Zhao Jian motioned for everyone to stop first, and said loudly.
Zhao Lei frowned and said: "Our speed True Qi consumption is the smallest, once we speed up, we will definitely increase the consumption of True Qi! Brother Zhao Jian and I should have enough True Qi, Zhao Yun, Zhao Di, and Zhao Ying are all congenital five-fold, and they should barely be enough, but Song Yan only has innate four-fold, I'm afraid that his true qi can't support it to reach the destination!"
For a while, everyone's eyes fell on Song Yan again.
"You don't have to worry about me, I should be able to keep up!" Song Yan smiled at them.
"Since Song Yan said so, then let's speed up!" Zhao Yun said with a sneer.
Slightly silent, Zhao said to Song Yan with a look of guilt when he met: "We represent the Zhao family, if our whole team is eliminated, it will only make the Zhao family lose face, Ah Yan, I'm sorry!"
"It's okay, I can really keep up!" Song Yan shrugged indifferently.
"Okay, everyone speed up!" Zhao saw a wave of his hand, and everyone began to accelerate and run.
At first, everyone thought that Song Yan would have a hard time keeping up with them.
But every time he turned around, he found that he was not in a hurry to follow behind, and he gradually relaxed his heart, but Zhao Yun felt a little uncomfortable.
Although Song Yan prepared medicine for him to avoid poisonous insects and mosquitoes regardless of his previous suspicions, this little favor could not make him grateful and let go of the hatred in his heart.
Another three hours passed.
With only 150 kilometers left to reach the destination, as long as you maintain 25 kilometers per hour, you can successfully complete the mission.
However, running at a high speed, even Zhao Jian and Zhao Lei, who had reached the sixth-level cultivation level, felt fatigued, and the three people who had slightly worse cultivation were already covered with sweat and fatigue.
Only Song Yan's complexion did not change, and his breath was stable.
"Let's rest for ten minutes first, and then continue to hurry!" Zhao Jianlang said.
"There are wild wolves nearby, don't rest here!" Song Yan said suddenly.
Because of the fatigue in the body, everyone's spiritual sense will inevitably decline, so when Song Yan said this, they all showed the appearance of listening attentively, and sure enough, there was a wolf howl from miles away.
Suddenly, everyone's faces changed, the wolves were not terrible, but they would consume their physical strength and true qi.
Therefore, Zhao Jian didn't say a word, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone continue to move forward, wait to find a safe place to rest!"
As he spoke, Zhao Jian glanced at Song Yan, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.