The person who snatched the plastic bag from Ye Ying was naturally Yang Yi.

He broke into the woods along the sensing of the fluctuations of spiritual power, and then watched from a distance. Because of his excellent hearing and eyesight, he knew clearly what Ye Ying said and the situation of becoming a disciple.

Before snatching things, Yang Yi was a little hesitant. After all, the middle Taoist priest was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. Yang Yi is only in the early stage of foundation building now, and he is one level away, which is too risky.

However, when Ye Ying took out the purple red rose, Yang Yi found that he still underestimated his courage. As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger, Yang Yi gritted his teeth and urged the spiritual power in his body to perform his magical walking. His body floated like a strong wind, and he took away the plastic bag smoothly. The whole process simply made Yang Yi feel a little unbelievable.

He thought he would have to fight the middle-aged Taoist priest in a dangerous battle to get rid of Zi Hongluo. He didn't expect that the middle-aged Taoist priest was too excited when he saw Zi Hongluo and did not notice Yang Yi suddenly floating by.

Holding the plastic bag in his hand tightly, Yang Yi frantically activates his spiritual power to reach the limit of his speed, and traveling through the woods like a leopard, feeling very excited.

The beauty in jeans and jeans was obviously Ye Ying, a member of the code-named Nightingale in the fifth team, and was also from the Ye family. Yang Yi observed the situation from afar and naturally saw that Ye Ying was apprenticing to the middle-aged man, and seemed to want to ask for immortality. It seemed that she was suddenly curious and picked it from the top of the cave.

Thinking of the purple carrot in her hand, Yang Yi couldn't help but scolded: Stupid woman! After this purple carrot was picked by her, her spiritual energy was damaged and the effect was greatly reduced. Even if it was refined into a pill, the effect would be less than one-tenth of that before.

Fortunately, this purple carrot was picked after it matures, and at least it is useful. If it is picked before it matures, it will be completely abandoned and become a highly toxic substance.

"Bastard, stop me!" Behind Yang Yi, the middle-aged Taoist priests cursed, and the voices were from far to near, as if they were only a few dozen meters away from Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's face changed. It was so bad, and the middle-aged Taoist priest still caught up with him!

Yang Yi used his magical steps to move smoothly and faster, but after all, he was only in the early stage of foundation building. It was extremely difficult to be able to chase Taoist priests in the middle stage of foundation building for so long.

If he was an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, he would have been caught by a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"If you continue chasing like this, it will be obvious that he will be chased by him. Moreover, using the Divine Walking Step consumes a huge amount of spiritual power. Now I only have about one-third of the spiritual power in my body. After I have exhausted my spiritual power, I can only surrender." Yang Yi ran wildly while quickly analyzing the current situation and trying to find a solution.

"You can't continue like this, otherwise you will have no combat power after your spiritual power is exhausted. It's better to fight again and talk about it again. Maybe you have a chance!" Yang Yi thought to himself, and his speed slowly slowed down.

When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw Yang Yi slowing down in front of Yang Yi, he was happy and thought that Yang Yi's spiritual power was exhausted, and his eyes suddenly shone with light.

After chasing all the way, he could naturally see that Yang Yi was an "immortal" like him, but judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power, he was just an immortal in the early stage of foundation building.

However, the speed of this immortal in the early stage of foundation building was able to reach that level. It was obvious that he had used some kind of spell, which was the thing that surprised him the most, and even felt shocked and incredible.

An immortal in the early stage of foundation building can even cast magic?

In the fairyland, the immortals in the early stage of foundation building only have one kind of cultivation method to temper their bodies. No matter how powerful the sect is, there are no immortals in the foundation building stage that can use magic, because the immortals in this realm have too shallow magic power, and the meridians cannot withstand the operation of spiritual power.

Only when you reach the middle stage of foundation building, that is, in the realm of his, can you learn and cast spells. You can even see the spells you can cast in the foundation building stage, let alone see them with your own eyes, you have never heard of them!

But the foundation-building immortal who snatched his treasures from the world in front of him really cast his magic spells. Otherwise, the speed would not have been so fast. Moreover, the fluctuations of spiritual power overflowing from Yang Yi's body when he ran made the middle-aged Taoist priest more and more certain of his guesses.

"Fellow Taoist, you are a disciple of whom sect? I'm afraid it's not good to snatch my things in front of me?"

When the middle-aged man saw Yang Yi completely stopped, he stopped cautiously outside Yang Yi's ten steps, and at the same time, he considered his words.

After seeing that Yang Yi was able to cast magic in the early stage of foundation building, he did not dare to scold Yang Yi as "a bastard" as he had just now, because he thought of a situation that Yang Yi was probably a disciple of the "hidden immortal". If it were not necessary, he would not dare to offend him too much.

Only the disciples of the Hidden Immortal can cast spells in the early stage of foundation building, which is the only possibility!

Yang Yi held the plastic bag tightly in his hand, turned slowly, and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest. His face was calm, but he was a little surprised. This Taoist priest in the middle stage of foundation building seemed to be a little afraid of himself in his tone. Why?

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist priest, Yang Yi said lightly: "I learned the news first, and then picked it away by that woman. Moreover, the woman has not put the thing in your hands. Strictly speaking, you have never touched this thing before, so it naturally does not belong to you."

The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked: "This treasure is called Purple Rose? Do you know its name and function!"

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest became increasingly afraid of Yang Yi's background. Although he could judge from the fluctuations of spiritual energy, the purple-root was an extremely precious intermediate spiritual herb, but he didn't know what the purple-root was called, how to use it, and what effect it would have after use. Yang Yi could know it, which naturally shocked him.

In the fairyland, intermediate spiritual herbs are rare treasures. Even the elders of many sects do not know many intermediate spiritual herbs. Yang Yi casually called out the name of this treasure, which shows how amazing his background is. He is definitely a disciple of the Hidden Immortal!

And his master is probably the kind of person who is strong enough to compete with large sects!

The middle-aged Taoist priest became cautious and asked again: "I am Zhang Jun, from Lu Ji Sect, dare you ask where the Taoist sect?"

When Yang Yi saw the middle-aged Taoist priest's fear of him, he suddenly moved his heart and immediately had an idea. He pretended to be arrogant and arrogant, snorted, and said, "How can you know my identity?"

Sure enough, when Yang Yi found out that when he finished saying this, the middle-aged Taoist priest changed his expression, but he was not angry, but with a hint of flattery, and smiled enthusiastically: "Fellow Taoist priest does not want to reveal his identity, understanding, understanding. Haha, it is just that we practiced in the world here. It is a fate that we practitioners can meet. How about the name of a fellow Taoist priest? "

"Lin Fan."
Chapter completed!