This person's body is light and agile, holding a sword in front of Zhao Lingtai, with a vigilant expression. He was wearing a blue power suit with a collar, a patterned logo embroidered on his right chest, and two small swords crossed together - this is the unique logo of the South China Sea Sword School.

The South China Sea Sword Sect is one of the ten major sects, and it is entrenched in the South China Sea region, but their mountain gate is built on an island, which is quite mysterious.

Fushan is located and belongs to the South China Sea region, so it is not surprising that this young Nanhai disciple appeared here.

Hearing the sound, there was an uproar behind him, and four people rushed out, two men and two women, both in their twenties, and swept their eyes to Zhao Lingtai one by one.

Zhao Lingtai explained: "I went up the mountain to collect medicine!"

The Nanhai disciple who jumped down from the tree was a little unconvinced: "What about your medicine hoe? Why don't you carry the medicine basket?"

Zhao Lingtai patted a cloth bag on his waist, and took out a small medicine hoe about half a foot long from the bag - these things were a small preparation he made before going up the mountain, so he couldn't dig up the seven-leaf blood ginseng by hand.

The Nanhai disciple glanced at it: "What are you carrying behind you?"

Zhao Lingtai took it down, untied the strip of cloth, and revealed a "sword".

It should not be said to be a sword, but only a piece of iron like a sword, and there is not even a front on either side.

"This is my self-defense weapon. ”

Hearing the word "weapon", several Nanhai disciples couldn't help laughing.

Medicine farmers go up the mountain to dig medicine, most of them will carry some equipment to defend themselves, good conditions, there are daggers and short swords, etc., if the conditions are poor, just take sticks, this piece of iron in front of them is a little better than a stick.

"Senior Brother Zhimian, put down your sword, don't frighten people. ”

A female disciple said with a smile, her appearance was round, with a pair of phoenix eyes, and she smiled a little charmingly.

When Senior Brother Zhi Mian heard this, he immediately returned his sword to the sheath: "Senior Sister Bingle, has the pheasant been roasted, but my stomach is gurgling." ”

Bingle said, "It's burning, listen to your shouting, everyone hurry over." ”

Another female disciple glanced at the puppy beside Zhao Lingtai, and soon lost interest, and asked, "You young man, haven't you heard that there are demons on the mountain, and they will eat people?"

Zhao Lingtai replied honestly: "I heard about it." ”

"Then you dare to stay on the mountain for the night?"

"It's not easy to go up the mountain, and if you don't spend the night in the mountain, you won't be able to pick any herbs. ”

This is the truth, it is true that Fushan is rich in medicinal materials, but it can't withstand the rotation of so many people for so many years, and the herbs in the peripheral areas are basically gone, and the medicine farmers have to go deep into the mountains. If you go out early in the morning, you may have to go to noon halfway up the mountain, and you can go back and forth, and you will spend a day on the road.

The disciples of the South China Sea did not doubt him, and began to disperse and return to the camp, as for the senior brother Zhi who was in charge of vigilance, he performed light skills again and jumped onto the tree.

No one paid any attention to Zhao Lingtai anymore.

In the Fushan Mountains, such medicine pickers are commonplace, and they are mostly villagers under the mountain, and there are also many outsiders who come to collect medicines for money, or for their own use. However, it is not easy to collect medicine, and it is very particular, and just recognizing medicine is a broad and profound knowledge.

Of course, for ordinary people, being able to identify dozens of herbs is enough to eat.

Compared with the identification of medicine, the process of mining in the mountains is also full of risks. However, the matter of making a living is never satisfactory, wealth and danger are sought, but the medicine farmers are not afraid of hard work and dare to take risks.

In the eyes of a group of disciples in the South China Sea, Zhao Lingtai is such a stunned young man who is not afraid of death. When they meet in Pingshui, they will not waste their tongues to say anything, and it is polite not to drive Zhao Lingtai away.

Zhao Lingtai hesitated slightly, did not leave, but went over, found a place under the water source, casually spread a thin blanket, and got some dead branches and firewood, and rubbed the fire with flint, which was considered a camp.

This place is good, a mountain stream is gurgling, and the water is clear. And above the side of the stream, there is the camp of the disciples of the Nanhai Sword Sect, they have built three bonfires, the fire is in full swing, and a pheasant is pierced with branches, which is roasting on the fire, the fat dripping and the fragrance spreading.

Next to the bonfire, there is a white cloth, on which are placed all kinds of food, including dry food, dried meat, and fruits, which are very hearty.

As a disciple of the sect, no matter which sect it is, with an identity, the quality of life will not be bad.

In contrast, Zhao Lingtai was shabby, took out a hard steamed bun from the cloth bag, and ate it slowly, as if it was dinner.

There are two men and two women on the top, talking and laughing, and they are not afraid of being heard.

"Senior Sister Bingle, this young medicine farmer is quite smart, and he set up camp here, because he wants us to protect him. ”

Senior Sister Bingle laughed and said, "It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and it doesn't hinder us, so let him keep it." ”

A male disciple said, "Senior Sister Bingle is benevolent. ”

The female disciple smiled and said, "Nanhai Renxin Su Female Sword, how can it be a waste of fame?"

Senior Sister Bingle said modestly, and suddenly said, "We have been out for a few days, I don't know what happened to the sect?"

"I don't think it's going to be a real fight, is it?"

A male disciple said.

"Who can say for sure, because the matter of the secret treasure of the Dragon Cave has been tossed for several months, and it has not been resolved, I don't know when it will be troubled, it's really annoying......"

The female disciple said angrily.

Senior Sister Bingle coughed dryly: "Senior Sister Siyang, this matter is very important, and we can't help it." ”

Another male disciple suddenly lowered his voice: "I heard that two of the three sons came. ”

"Ah, really?"

But it was Senior Sister Siyang who screamed and hurriedly asked, "Who is here? Is it Kunlun's Listening to the Rain Boy, or Emei's Joy Seeker?"

The male disciple smiled and said, "I knew that Senior Sister Siyang would be excited when she heard the news. ”

"Nonsense, Pianpian boy, thousands of favors, which female cultivator doesn't like it? Senior Sister Bingle, do you say it...... Oh, if I knew this, I wouldn't have taken the task to come to Fushan. Rong Jun, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Na Rongjun stretched out his hands: "I forgot." ”

"Hmph, you must have done it on purpose. ”

Senior Sister Siyang pursed her lips and looked very unhappy.

Rong Jun hurriedly said: "Actually, it was the playboy of Xiaoleiyin Temple who came, and the joy-seeking boy of Emei, and your favorite Tingyu boy did not come." ”

Hearing this, Senior Sister Siyang said, "Both of them are here, can I hear that Young Master Yu will not come?"

"That might ......"

Senior Sister Bingle said loudly, "Okay, don't talk about that. The pheasant is roasted, Feiyan, you go and replace Senior Brother Zhi and let him come back to eat. ”

The male disciple named "Fei Yan" hurriedly responded and walked out. But after only a while, he ran back, with a panicked look on his face, and shouted, "Senior Sister Bingle, Senior Brother Zhimian, he's gone!"

"What?"

The three of Bingle stood up and asked in unison, "What's the matter?"

Na Feiyan looked dazed: "I don't know, I just went to the tree to call someone, but there was no response, and then look at the tree, Senior Brother Zhi is not there, so I hurried back to tell you." ”

"Let's go!"

Senior Sister Bingle gave an order, and the four of them immediately set off to find someone.

At this time, the night swept up, and it was completely dark between the mountains and forests.