Chapter 588

On the back of the dragon, the red-robed Daoist looked into the sky, the sea breeze blowing his sleeves, hunting and ringing.

Under the gaze of curious or guarded and more awe-struck eyes, he looked calm, his figure slowly floated up, and finally boarded this gorgeous flying boat.

His gaze swept over the figures of young cultivators, and finally stopped on the old man with white hair and beard and a face full of wrinkles.

"Elder Sang, long time no see, how have you been lately?"

Elder Sang's wrinkled face was squeezed together, and he didn't know if it was a bitter smile or what, but there was always a feeling of reluctance.

He arched his hands at Luo Chen, "Good or bad is not worth talking about, but there have been some twists and turns. Come, please this way, let's go in and talk."

Luo Chen swept his eyes over him, always feeling that Elder Sang's aura was a bit different from before.

However, since the other party invited him, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Arriving at a new place, if you want to cultivate steadily, you must make friends widely.

It doesn't count as forming cliques, but in short, with more connections, many things will be much more convenient.

Immediately, at Elder Sang's invitation, Luo Chen followed him into the main hall of the flying boat.

After they left, the young Foundation Establishment cultivators from Shenyuan City on the flying boat finally breathed a sigh of relief and were less restrained.

"That is the Senior Qingyang Demon Lord!"

"It must be him. I caught a glimpse of him in a hurry last year, and didn't connect the Daoist name Senior Qingyangzi with the Senior Qingyang Demon Lord. Looking at it now, this Golden Core Superior's charm is restrained, his eyes are deep, and he looks ordinary, but standing there, he is like a deep pool that cannot be seen through, giving people a feeling of fear that penetrates into the bone marrow."

"Yes, my Huaqing Sect can be considered a famous Nascent Soul sect in the southwest. There are many Golden Core cultivators inside, but none of the mid-stage Golden Core elders can bring as much pressure as this Demon Lord, only one Golden Core Great Cultivator elder is barely comparable to him."

"Those who can make a name for themselves among the rogue cultivators are not weak. Such existences, perhaps their means are not very exquisite, but their combat experience is far beyond our sect powerhouses. We are going out for training now, just to erase the gap between us and them in this regard, and achieve strength equal to the realm, or even greater than the realm."

"It is rumored that this person is also proficient in casting art, if he is invited to join our Xu family of Shangyuan..."

"Haha, don't think about it. Such a demonic powerhouse, with unknown origins and many enemies, your Golden Core family can't afford such karma."

"I don't know why Elder Sang took the initiative to invite this person on board?"

In the hall, Luo Chen sat down freely.

Elder Sang took the initiative to pour him a cup of tea, and then sat down on the side.

Luo Chen touched the hot teacup and smelled the misty tea fragrance, knowing that this tea was absolutely a boutique among teas.

The other party invited him so enthusiastically and lowered his posture to pour tea and water for him; if it was just a casual chat, it would be deceiving himself.

Since that's the case, he doesn't need to deliberately hold his posture.

"Elder Sang, if you have anything to say, why not speak directly!"

"Senior Qingyangzi is so straightforward and refreshing, it saves this old man from going around in circles."

Clearly, Luo Chen's directness made Elder Sang breathe a sigh of relief.

"You should be at the end of your term, going back to the Fulong Mountain Range, right!"

"Hmm." Luo Chen nodded.

"This old man is too." Elder Sang echoed, his task deadline was about the same as Luo Chen's, which was why there was a coincidence of arriving one after another and leaving at about the same time. "And the thing this old man is asking for is also very simple, that is, I hope fellow Daoist will travel with me and go back together."

Just this?

Luo Chen frowned, "I'm used to traveling alone, with so many people on your boat, it might slow me down."

Elder Sang persuaded: "Fellow Daoist, aren't you afraid of encountering robbers on the way?"

"Uh..."

For a time, Luo Chen was actually a bit stumped.

"Elder Sang, are you joking? I am a Golden Core cultivator, under normal circumstances, who dares to rob me? Besides, even if someone dares to move soil on the head of Tai Sui, as long as it is not a late-stage Golden Core Great Cultivator, I have the confidence to come and go freely. And for a late-stage Golden Core Great Cultivator to do such a thing as a robber, it is too degrading."

Elder Sang shook his head, "Senior Qingyangzi, don't think of the North Sea too beautifully. One must know that the birthplace of the word robber is our North Sea cultivation world, who said there are no examples of Great Cultivators acting as robbers."

Luo Chen was stunned, "There really are?"

Elder Sang lowered his voice, "Fellow Daoist, don't you know that one of the three rogue cultivators of our Wan Xian Society, the Blood Rogue, did similar things when he was in the late Golden Core stage in his early years?"

Okay!

This time, Luo Chen was really shocked by this secret news.

The Blood Rogue actually acted as a robber!

And it was when he was in the late Golden Core stage, this is too... unrestrained!

Seeing Luo Chen's expression, Elder Sang felt relieved in his heart and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "The sea route is dangerous, especially with the current turbulent situation in the North Sea, there are many cultivators who are red-eyed with poverty and take risks, fellow Daoist cannot but be on guard! Why not, you go back with us, the speed might be slower, but safety is definitely more guaranteed."

Luo Chen hesitated, and finally looked at Elder Sang.

"Elder Sang, our friendship hasn't reached that point yet, it shouldn't be just for my sake, right!"

This sentence pierced through the smoke screen in the old man's words like a sharp sword.

Elder Sang's face was unnatural, wanting to quibble, but under Luo Chen's burning gaze, he finally sighed.

"I was injured, and I am powerless to protect this boat of people, so I need stronger protection."

"Injured?" Luo Chen's gaze swept over the other party, and he immediately understood where the feeling of disharmony between the other party's aura and body came from when he first met him.

Elder Sang no longer avoided it and said frankly: "I previously accepted the commission task of this batch of geniuses from Shenyuan City, responsible for protecting them to kill demons and train on the first defense line. It was supposed to be an easy task, but I didn't expect these sect elites and family cores to be ignorant of the height of heaven and earth. They actually joined forces and tried to strangle a 3rd Tier Demon King."

"To tell you the truth, they really have some means, and a 3rd Tier early-stage Demon King was really not their opponent."

"But the commotion was too big, and the time dragged on too long, attracting more powerful existences."

"To prevent anyone from falling, this old man had to take action personally and fought several Demon Kings. Although I killed them all, this old man was also seriously injured."

"Returning to Long Yuan Immortal City now, it's fast in three to five days, slow in seven or eight days; the distance is not far, and it's not short. If I really encounter bad people, and a few of this boat of people are lost, this old man can't bear the accountability of the forces behind them."

"Therefore, I had to ask fellow Daoist."

A series of words, told clearly.

Although I don't know how much of the inside story is true, it does have a beginning and an end.

Luo Chen listened quietly, noncommittal.

Seeing Luo Chen unmoved, Elder Sang's tone raised a bit, "Fellow Daoist once made Huangfu Song retreat in the face of difficulties, I think his ability is no less than a Great Cultivator. If you protect us, we will definitely be safe and sound."

"Besides, the probability of trouble on this return route is not high, and it may not be that we will encounter trouble."

"Senior Qingyangzi, how about I, Elder Sang, owe you a favor?"

Praise first, then state that the danger level is not high, and finally promise a favor.

The posture is low enough.

Luo Chen looked at the other party with a smile that was not a smile.

The favors of their Golden Core cultivators are not so cheap!

But thinking about it, Luo Chen vaguely realized Elder Sang's true intention.

Sometimes, owing others a favor is not necessarily a bad thing!

The so-called friendship is about coming and going. In the absence of interest intersection, taking the initiative to suffer a loss and owing someone a favor means that both sides have a connection.

Clearly, the commission entrusted by the other party this time is just a small matter.

The favor owed is also just a small favor, and it won't take much effort to repay it later, let alone the extent of life-and-death repayment.

But this is a good start!

This Elder Sang is clearly using the excuse of begging for protection to seriously make friends with him, the master of Penghu, Senior Qingyangzi!

After figuring it out, Luo Chen sneered in his heart.

And said he wouldn't go around in circles, this is clearly going around a big circle.

However, this kind of thing is ultimately beneficial and harmless to himself, so there is no reason to refuse.

Under Elder Sang's gaze, Luo Chen nodded slowly.

"Since that's the case, let's travel together!"

Hearing this answer, Elder Sang breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile appeared on his face, as if a chrysanthemum was in full bloom.

Immediately, Luo Chen sent a spiritual sense transmission.

Black King, who was bored in the sea, muttered a sentence, then shrank its body, flew onto the flying boat, and found a room to curl up.

Elder Sang gave instructions to his subordinates, the flying boat started again, and he himself returned to the hall to communicate with Luo Chen about cultivation experience.

In the cultivation world, the so-called communication of cultivation experience is not just talking.

But this matter mostly takes place among sect and family cultivators.

They don't just communicate orally, they also regularly organize so-called small competitions, big competitions, and even fights between forces to verify what they have learned.

In contrast, the frequency of communication between rogue cultivators is much lower.

Luo Chen came to the Wan Xian Society for five or six years, and only occasionally communicated with the Fishing Old Man, and mostly the other party asked him for experience in body refining.

This time communicating with Elder Sang, Luo Chen didn't hold much expectation, after all, the other party's realm was one small level lower than his.

Yet he didn't expect that Elder Sang, who had a long cultivation life, really gave him some small gains.

"In the art of spiritual plants, there are many rules and regulations, and the threshold is very high, but in fact, there is not so much mystery."

"If you want to become a good spiritual planter, first look at the potential of the spiritual plant itself, second look at the growth environment of the spiritual plant, and finally look at the spiritual planting art attainments of us spiritual planters ourselves."

"The truth is very simple. If it's just the most ordinary wild flowers and weeds, in barren yellow land, even if we have the ability to reach the sky, it's impossible to cultivate towering trees."

"In the early years, why was the North Sea keen to start opening wars? The reason lies in the fact that there are too many unidentified high-grade spiritual lands in the deep sea occupied by demon beasts. Those spiritual lands can not only help our generation cultivate, but there are also many spiritual plants growing on their own territory."

"These spiritual plants have never been harvested by human cultivators. Demon beasts have long lifespans and can afford to wait, and some demon beast races even specialize in guarding certain types of spiritual plants, constantly collecting fruits. This led to the long growth years of those spiritual plants, often thousands or ten thousand years. It can be said that once the opening war is successful, the benefits in terms of spiritual plants are definitely a big head."

"Fellow Daoist might not know, the current flow master of the Heaven-Splitting Flow in the Demon Luo Flow, in his early years, participated in the opening war and harvested a precious 5th Tier medicinal material from a barren island. He contributed it to the Yuan Demon Sect, the Soul Transformation ancestor of the Yuan Demon Sect was overjoyed, and specially cultivated the Heaven-Splitting Flow master from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage. Tsk tsk, this opportunity is simply what our generation dreams of!"

Elder Sang, apart from his Golden Core 4th Layer realm, is also a spiritual planter himself.

It is because he is unwilling to take his exquisite spiritual planting art into the coffin that he wants to leave a legacy before his lifespan is near.

Over the years, he has already begun to accept disciples and establish a sect.

His sect address is not in the Fulong Mountain Range, but on an ordinary 3rd Tier spiritual vein island within the Wan Xian Society territory.

Strictly speaking, he is no longer a rogue cultivator.

However, no one cares about this kind of thing.

After all, among the seven Nascent Soul True Persons of the Wan Xian Society, three of them have sects or families.

Listening to the other party's eloquent talk, Luo Chen's memory of spiritual planters and spiritual plants emerged again.

He is no stranger to this path.

In the early years of the Luo Tian Sect, there was Yuan Dongsheng, a spiritual planting master, who once cultivated spiritual trees and flowers for him outside his cave dwelling on Tianlan Peak.

The person has passed away, but the things left behind are still in Luo Chen's mind.

At this moment, listening to Elder Sang's eloquent talk, Luo Chen echoed while asking about some medicinal herb cultivation matters he was concerned about.

The other party is worthy of being a spiritual planter who once cultivated 4th Tier medicinal materials. For Luo Chen's doubts, he gave answers one by one. Even those he was not good at, he gave speculations and suggestions within his ability.

Talking to the end, Elder Sang sighed.

"It's not that this old man is greedy for profit, and takes the risk of violating the rules to bring these geniuses from Shenyuan City to the Sanyang defense line, it's really that these people have extraordinary origins and are wealthy. Making friends with them is also beneficial to the Earth Mulberry Sect under this old man."

Luo Chen didn't understand, "But these people are not cultivators of my Wan Xian Society, why don't you make friends with the rogue cultivators in the Wan Xian Society?"

Regarding this, Elder Sang sneered.

"Rogue cultivators?"

"This generation is not trustworthy."

"There is a saying that those with constant property have constant hearts, and those without constant property have no constant hearts. If there is no constant heart, then there is nothing that cannot be done. Senior Qingyangzi, I think you should understand the meaning of this sentence!"

Luo Chen was silent.

How could he not understand this truth.

Rogue cultivators, drifting without a fixed place.

The so-called good and evil are just a thought, they can be humble gentlemen in front of people, and can turn into masked robbers behind people, how can they be easily trusted?

On the contrary, those cultivators with fixed industries, the sects and families behind them determine that they cannot act recklessly. Even if they really do evil things, they have to bear the consequences of being able to run away from the monk but not the temple!

If it were Luo Chen, he would also be more willing to make friends with sect cultivators.

However...

"Elder Sang, you seem to look at me differently!"

"Haha!"

Elder Sang laughed, "Others don't know you, Senior Qingyangzi, but this old man knows a thing or two. That eight-hundred-mile Penghu, I think it hasn't been left empty all these years, right!"

Luo Chen raised his brows, then smiled knowingly.

Looking into the distance, he sighed.

"In this way, these cultivators from Shenyuan City are indeed a treasure."

"It is indeed so, they are the future hope of various forces. As long as they don't fall, they will definitely be in charge of one side in the future. Making friends with them, whether for ourselves or for our descendants, has great benefits."

Speaking of this, Elder Sang suddenly pointed outside.

"Senior Qingyangzi, are you interested in condescending to make friends with them?"

"Me?" Luo Chen hesitated.

Elder Sang nodded, "Yes, with your name as the Senior Qingyang Demon Lord circulating outside, these children of tomorrow who have been sheltered by their elders since childhood, apart from awe, are more curious. If you take the initiative to condescend to make friends, they will definitely be overjoyed."

This time, Luo Chen was really interested.

It's not for any descendants' connections, but because he remembered the sentence Elder Sang said earlier—these people have extraordinary origins and are wealthy!

That is to say, they are very rich!

His previous plan was to make the brand of Senior Qingyang Pavilion famous, so as to earn money from the rogue cultivators of the Wan Xian Society.

But rogue cultivators are mostly poor ghosts!

Earning money from poor ghosts, how can it be as refreshing as earning money from these "immortal second generations"!

(End of chapter)