Chapter 427: Cultivator Bodyguard

The more the two of them talked, the more embarrassed they became, Duoduo quickly changed the topic and said, "Sister Bai, why don't I teach you the magic of serving Lingtian."

Bai Jie'er smiled bitterly and said, "I am a mortal, and I don't even have spiritual roots. How can I learn magic?"

Duoduo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm a spell that mortals can learn."

Bai Jie'er was surprised, "There are any spells that mortals can use?"

Duoduo smiled and pulled Bai Jie'er's hand, "Sister Bai, you don't know this. I heard that there is a place where everyone can practice."

At night, the moon doesn't know where to do bad things. The sky is like a black curtain, and countless starlights are like needle holes that penetrate the curtain, making people want to explore the secret behind the curtain.

Ye Kong brought Chen Baixuan (the ancestor of Huangquan, usually referred to as Chen Baixuan in the future) to the Sishui Wharf of Wuguo.

Sishui Wharf is not in Sishui City, but it is not far away. Compared with the dark Sishui City at this moment, Sishui Wharf is now full of people.

The porters were busy and threw huge bags into the cargo hold. This shows whether it was different to practicing Lingwu. Those workers who had practiced Lingwu could transport three bags at a time without any effort, while the ones who had not practiced Lingwu were very difficult.

Ye Kong believed that if Anguo and Wu Kingdom went to war, Wu Kingdom would definitely have the upper hand. Not to mention anything else, just say that so many spiritual martial artists in Wu Kingdom would have faster logistics supply than Anguo.

Of course, this is just his random thoughts. There is no possibility of war in Anguo and Wuguo. The Hengduan Mountains in the middle are a natural barrier.

Ye Kong had already changed into clothes, and the disciples of Yunfu Sect, with five golden clouds, were so eye-catching wherever they went, so Ye Kong changed into a green long gown and held the twelve-year-old Chen Boxuan in his hand and walked slowly towards the brightly lit place.

The ancestor of Huangquan had already swallowed Chen Baixuan's soul and accepted the boy's thoughts. The ancestor of Huangquan couldn't help but sigh that this twelve-year-old child was even more vicious than himself!

This kid not only hated Ye Kong, but also his mother, but also everyone around him hated him. According to his idea, he killed his master first, then killed me, and finally raped all the women of his master. It was as poisonous as a snake or a scorpion.

After hearing what the ancestor Huangquan said, Ye Kong felt even more guilty. If he kept this boy alive, not only himself, but also Bai Jie'er would have suffered a lot.

However, what made the ancestor Huangquan depressed was that Chen Baixuan had not yet developed, and a little thing looked like a weak little finger, which made the ancestor very unhappy.

"Don't hold me, do you really think I'm twelve years old?" Chen Boxuan glared at someone and shook someone's hand away.

"Hey, are we pretending to be a little bit like this? Don't hold you, do others know that I am your father so much?" Someone took the advantage of it proudly.

Chen Baixuan had nothing to say. He stood there and rolled his eyes for a long time before handing his little hand to Ye Kong, and hummed, "Boy! You are cruel! But, I will never recognize you as my father. If my former friend knew about it, I would have lost all my old face!"

Ye Kong thought about it, with the ancestor's character, he would probably never agree to take advantage of him, and he was a little unethical.

"Then it happens. If you meet a cultivator, you will be my disciple. Anyway, you have learned from me in practicing the Five Elements Ascension Sutra, and it will not be a loss to be my disciple. If you meet a secular person, you will introduce you as my younger brother. How about it?"

Although he still had a loss, the ancestor Huangquan still agreed to it. Although he had a loss, he did not lose too much. Moreover, Ye Kong looked eighteen years old, and he was twelve years old now, and he looked a bit like a brother.

"Okay, I'll suffer a little loss, my ancestor." Chen Baixuan bit his head and then said, "Master, give me some magic weapons to my disciple. Your green jade sword is really bad... Oh, it's not my ancestor, I want to talk to you, I miss the beginning..."

"Stop!" Ye Kong quickly stopped the old boy from recalling the past. He had heard the calluses in Nandu City. In fact, Ye Kong had already thought about it and said, "It would be difficult to return the jade bowl to you after being eaten by the golden-winged ants. However, Qiu Qianguang's golden light beads and three-point flying swords can be given to you. According to your current magic power, it is probably difficult to control a medium-grade defensive magic weapon and a high-grade flying sword. Let's talk about the others later."

Chen Baixuan thought it was good. These two magic weapons attacked and defended one by one. If they were properly controlled, the power would be very good. However, he never said good words and cursed himself: "A conscienceless stingy, ancestor, I will kill you for life and death, so I will take some garbage from the dead and give it to me. Forget it, I will use it barely. As for controlling magic weapons, don't worry. Although my spiritual power is pitiful now, my spiritual sense is very powerful. It is okay to control five magic weapons at the same time!"

Ye Kong sniffed and ignored him, knowing that this guy was not giving in. Using the magical sense of matter control is the key, but spiritual power is also very important. You can control five magic weapons at the same time, but time can only be calculated in seconds. The spiritual power is exhausted instantly, how can you control the magic weapons?

As they talked, they arrived at a noisy place next to the dock. Ye Kong looked up and saw that several monks gathered there.

I saw a small square in front of the pier, surrounded by a group of monks from the middle and late stages of Qi refining, and the people were shouting loudly, not knowing what they were fighting for.

"Boss Boss, please ask me for it, it's okay wherever you go."

"I'd better go, don't think my cultivation is a little low, but my magical weapons are all very good."

Ye Kong and Chen Boxuan were puzzled. Generally, cultivators in Cangnan were very low-key and didn’t want to reveal some treasures. How could they make loud noises and say that their magic weapons are very awesome? Isn’t this a robbery?

"Go and have a look?" Chen Boxuan pulled Ye Kong and said.

Ye Kong looked up at the monks. He seemed to be in a mess and had no familiar faces among them. It seemed that they were not disciples of Yunfu Sect. He then pulled Chen Baixuan up.

When I got closer, I saw several big-bos-like figures standing in the middle of the open space, surrounded by a circle of Qi-refining monks outside. In the hands of each big-box, there was a big sign with the destination, time and a few spirit stones written on it. For example: "Half a month in Lingcui City, ten spirit stones." "One month in Bafang City, twenty spirit stones."

Ye Kong looked strange and asked an old man beside him in a low voice.

The old man smiled and said, "Senior, I'm afraid they are disciples of the great immortal cultivation sect or foreign casual cultivators. The Wu'an River gangs are in trouble, and the merchant ships passing by are unbearable. So everyone brings a monk when they set out on their voyage, so naturally the gangs dare not come."

"Oh, so that's the case." Ye Kong smiled. I guess those who were competing for bodyguards were afraid that they would be random cultivators and had no place to earn spirit stones, so they had to make some money. I think those disciples of the big sect would not come. Even the disciples of the outer temple of the Yunfu Sect had ten spiritual stones a month. Who would have made some money here? They only earned more than the worshippers, but they had no time to practice.

Ye Kong thought about it and asked again: "Brother-in-law, are those water bandits' cultivation very high?"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "Senior, the cultivation level of the water bandit is not high. It would be good to have the cultivation level of your disciple, but the boss of the ship can only choose the one with the highest cultivation level here."

Ye Kong still couldn't understand after hearing this.

However, Chen Baixuan spoke. He was displeased when he was seen as someone's disciple at first sight and said angrily: "What's hard to understand? If you didn't ask the highest cultivation here, you might be someone who is not a water bandit and will become a water bandit!"

When Ye Kong heard this, he immediately understood. There are many monks here. If you don’t ask for the highest cultivation level, you will be in trouble with the boss of the ship. The one with the highest cultivation level will hold a grudge and wait for the ship to rob you as soon as it sails!

After Chen Baixuan's words, the cultivators surrounded him suddenly glared at him. After all, being called a water bandit made them very unhappy. However, when they looked at Ye Kong beside Chen Baixuan, they immediately took a step back one by one.

The strong people in the world of immortal cultivation are respected. These qi-refining cultivators, when they see the foundation-building real people, are like mice and cats.

The old man smiled and said, "Senior, you disciple, are sophisticated."
Chapter completed!