After the mist rose, Ye Ming took out more than ten array flags, and according to specific rules, they were successively inserted in the soil around the valley, and some low-level spirit stones were buried under the formation flag.

Everyone saw that he was busy for a while, holding a pentagonal blue and yellow array plate with a square foot in one hand.

Ye Ming pinched the magic trick in his hand, and one after another the magic was printed on the formation plate. Cyan threads of spiritual light flew out of the array and dissipated in mid-air.

The fog in the array gradually dissipated under the fusion of cyan filaments. Once again, the original appearance was revealed, and the mountains were full of weeds and rubble.

And the figures of the Ye family have been hidden in the formation and disappeared.

"Let's rest on the spot."

After Ye Ming finished speaking, he pulled the fourth uncle to the side under the curious gaze of everyone.

"This phantom wind and sand array will be collected by you, Sibo, this array has three changes: phantom enemy, harassing the enemy, and binding the enemy.

There is a royal formation method on the jade slip, which is quite simple and easy to understand, and you can change the formation by yourself after two days of groping. Ye Ming put the array plate in Ye Yuanli's hand, and took out a piece of cyan jade and handed it to the other party.

"What, you're going to go it alone? How can that be! Ye Yuanli suddenly lowered his face, and his already dark face was even darker at the moment.

Ye Ming smiled, and then said solemnly: "Fourth uncle, these disciples of the Battle Hall, their cultivation is still low, it is dangerous to go to the Cold Valley stronghold, if you lose a few, it will not only affect morale, but also weaken the strength of the family."

You see, several families before and after took this task, and they all returned home. The two sects of Dao Yuan Yuting were reluctant to send their disciples to go, so there should be something strange. We have to guard against it.

This time, my nephew will go to explore the way first, and you will stay here first. ”

Although Ye Yuanli has a rough appearance, his heart is not rough. After a little thought, I understood what Ye Ming meant.

To tell the truth, he led the people in the battle hall and others, and his feelings were deep, and if he fell into the trap, he would definitely regret it for life.

Similarly, he was worried about this nephew, opened his mouth, and didn't know how to answer, so he had to advise: "Be careful, just go back to find out the situation, don't do anything, let's go back and resume our lives." Don't lose your life for a Tsukidan. ”

Ye Ming cast a reassuring look, and he bowed his head and said: "My nephew knows the severity and will not be hot-headed and go to do stupid things that will kill him."

Other families are really taking on tasks for this Tsukidan, but our family is different.

In the past few years, the family has successively obtained several Zhuji Dan from the auction on the side of the Meteoric Immortal Sea, and it is enough for the time being.

We took on the task just to find a pretext for the family monks to be promoted and build a foundation.

When the time comes, Shika Tsukidan is obtained from the Demon Cultivation Stronghold.

We can also secretly increase the captured materials, exaggerate the facts of the war situation, and seize the opportunity to exchange more Tsukidan from the hands of the second sect to come back......"

The two of them made a plan, Ye Ming said goodbye to everyone, went out of the battle, and Edgeworth fled in the direction of the mission location.

Most of the mountains in the northern state of the border are barren mountains that stretch out in a row, and there is no end in sight.

It is not suitable for growing crops, there are not many households, and the land is typically sparsely populated.

The geographical location of Yangang Bazaar is still relatively special, located in the border between the country of Jubing and the country of Yu, there are often some loose cultivators from the Three Kingdoms, where they trade some special products from their own countries, so the vicinity has also become a place for some scattered cultivators from the Three Realms, including the country of Tianfeng.

One day, shortly after the opening of the Yangang Bazaar, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe and with a vague cultivation of only the ninth layer of Qi cultivation came to the entrance of the bazaar.

This middle-aged man's face was full of weather, and it was Ye Ming who had been disguised that he still decided to choose a more secure way to infiltrate the stronghold.

The bazaar in front of you is different from the orderly scene seen in the fang market.

The whole bazaar was full of people, with stalls clustered east and west, and many stall owners shouting for their stalls.

Ye Ming walked all the way over, his divine sense surrounded him, and he listened to the prices here.

"This fellow Daoist, cheap fire bomb talismans, do you want one, one only needs one spirit stone, buy one dozen and get one free."

"The treasures obtained from the Ancient Xiu Cave Mansion are sold cheaply, and they have everything, magic weapons, talismans, formations, pills..."

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to buy some low-level elixir seeds, a bag of three spirit stones..."

"Sell the exercises, one of the three spirit stones of the introductory exercises, and twenty secret techniques of the Qi realm..."

“……”

Ye Ming saw that he had inquired about the same, so he took out a package from his back and spread it on the ground, with several sets of first-order formation instruments placed on it at random, and he didn't learn from those people shouting, so he sat in front of the stall and meditated.

Time passed, and a few people came to Ye Ming's stall, and when they saw that the formation on his stall was asking for a lot of money, they all shook their heads and left.

An old man next to Ye Ming's stall, seeing him like this, kindly reminded him: "Fellow Daoist, there are basically scattered cultivators with some strength here to trade.

Don't take out these first-order low-grade formations, and the middle-grade formations are still usable.

But it's better to shout a few words, and the price is lower, so that it can be sold. ”

Ye Ming smiled at the old man and said, "It's not in the way, it's all refined by yourself, and it's best to sell it, and you can put it out with a few more sets of formations to fill the façade." ”

The old man laughed, arched his hand towards Ye Ming, and said, "I didn't expect that Daoyou is young and still a formation mage, so he is disrespectful and disrespectful!" ”

Ye Ming showed a melancholy look on his face, saluted back, and sighed: "I'm ashamed, in order to collect the materials for refining the formation, I had to make this decision. Let the Taoist friends see and laugh! ”

The old man looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said: "You and I are from a casual cultivation background, it is indeed not easy, Daoyou is a formation mage, and his age is not weak, why not find a force to shelter, presumably it should not be difficult to build a foundation in the future, right?" ”

Ye Ming smiled, arched his hand towards the old man, and said, "Cheng Lao Jiyan, thank you below!" ”

"You refined these formations?" Ye Ming heard the voice, turned around and saw that three young monks had come to his stall.

The people who came were all dressed in black robes, one was practicing Qi at the ninth level, and two were practicing Qi at the eighth level.

When the old man saw the comer, he was a little afraid, lowered his head, and subconsciously moved his body to the side, opening up some distance from Ye Ming.

Ye Ming naturally sensed this, he was not annoyed, his expression was calm, and he replied: "Yes, three fellow Daoists, do you have a formation that you like?" ”

The handsome-looking young man in the middle of the three was clearly their leader.

He was a little surprised when he saw that the middle-aged stall owner looked fearless, but after thinking about it, he thought that this was the arrogance of the formation mage.

As soon as he thought of the important things that the master had explained, his expression returned to gentleness: "Are you a casual cultivator?" ”

Ye Ming's face showed a hint of displeasure: "Daoist friends inquire about what these are doing, if you don't buy the formation, go elsewhere." ”

The young man smiled, and the fat eighth-layer Qi cultivation monk behind him understood, stepped forward, and scolded angrily: "What did my eldest brother ask you about?" ”

The other short monk pulled the sleeve of the fat monk's shirt and whispered coldly to Ye Ming: "I see that you are fresh, and your accent is not local.

Don't be ignorant. Our Black Wind Village is also a first-class force in the vicinity.

Come with us, or you won't go out of the bazaar! ”

When Ye Ming heard the words of the short monk, the corners of his eyes flickered, and he saw that the old man stall owner next to him lowered his head, all of which showed that Heifeng Village was not small in the vicinity.

Seeing the stall owner's actions in front of him, the fat monk immediately added: "As long as you cooperate obediently, your benefits are indispensable, and maybe you will be allowed a place to build a foundation." ”

Ye Ming was stunned at first when he saw the young monk who practiced the ninth layer of qi in the middle, and then nodded.

So he pretended to be happy and muttered, "Do I really have a chance to build a foundation?" ”

The fat monk said angrily: "My eldest brother has always spoken and counted, what else do you consider?" ”

Ye Ming showed a struggling look in his eyes, and finally seemed to be unable to resist the temptation of the opportunity to build a foundation, his face showed a hint of longing, and he smiled and said: "I don't know if it is a few Taoist friends from Heifeng Village, who is surnamed Hu Mingshuo, I was rude just now, Hu Mou will clean up." ”

When the three Qi Cultivators saw that the middle-aged stall owner knew each other, they were waiting for him to clean up the items on the stall.

Less leaning, Ye Ming followed them to the outside of the bazaar, during which he also saw many stall owners greeting the three people in front of him, and he knew a little more about the strength of Heifeng Village in his heart.

Ye Ming and the four of them left the bazaar and flew for half a day in the direction of Cold Valley in the southeast.

They came to a mountain range made of black rocks, and the cold wind in front of them gradually became stronger.

A layer of turbulent blue light appeared on the three people of Black Wind Village, talking and laughing in the biting cold wind.

The handsome young man saw that the middle-aged stall owner shivered a few times when the cold wind was blowing, and then he realized that something was wrong.

Seeing this, one of the black-robed people immediately separated a blue light shrouded in, and with the blue light protector, the chill outside eased a little, and the pale face of the middle-aged stall owner eased up.

After flying a pillar of incense, they stopped in front of a tall round castle made of rock bricks.

The handsome young man took out a black ghost head token from the storage bag on his waist.

When Ye Ming saw this token, he immediately knew that these people should all be from the Blood Demon Dao. It seems that the person who has this order has a noble status and a high status.

The token was inserted into a hole in the doorway, and in a few moments, a portal the size of a foot appeared beneath the circular castle.

After the four of them passed through the portal, they could no longer sense the biting cold wind outside.

Next, Ye Ming was taken into a guest room in the castle and stayed, and for several days he did not see the young monk and others coming, as if he had been forgotten.

Ye Ming felt that all this seemed to be calm on the surface, but in fact, there were always one or two divine senses staring at him.

He decided to go with the flow, occasionally pondering a simple formation of the second order lower grade, and waited patiently.

It wasn't until the fourth day that I saw a low-level Qi cultivator come to invite me.

Ye Ming was led by the low-level monk into a courtyard with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

In the courtyard, there were already two middle-aged men who practiced qi on the ninth floor, sitting at the stone table in the middle of the courtyard drinking tea and chatting.

One of them was in his forties, with a full beard, and the other was in his fifties, burly and full of flesh.

The two of them were talking happily with each other, and when they saw Ye Ming coming here, they both stood up, bowed their hands, and showed a smile to him: "This is the new Hu Shuo Daoyou, right?" In the lower Tao Qian. ”

"Thank you for chatting."

Ye Ming returned the salute: "I've seen Tao Daoyou, I've seen Xie Daoyou!" Hu is a newcomer, please take care of me in the future! ”

Tao Qian stretched out his hand and asked, "Hu Daoyou, please hurry up!" With that, he reached out and took an empty cup from the table and poured a cup of hot spiritual tea.

Ye Ming walked over, sat down at the table, concealed his sense from the two of them, and checked it.

Seeing that the tea was clear, he picked up the cup, looked down at it, and then raised his glass to the two people at the table and signaled to drink together.

"Please!"

Xie Liao smiled at Ye Ming after drinking the spiritual tea, and motioned for Ye Ming to use the tea, he saw Ye Ming drink the tea, he smiled, and said to Tao Qian beside him: "Hu Daoyou is here, presumably Brother Tao is going to itch again, right?" ”