"Brother Tian is right. If you are willing to accompany my young master, I will definitely not treat you badly."

The old man in yellow shirt came over and said politely.

"Mr. Mo, Fatty, I was just joking just now, don't take it to heart!"

Tian Xingjian didn't expect that the old man in yellow had such sharp ears that he could hear his whispers from ten feet away, and he immediately waved his hands.

Chen Yang observed the old man in yellow shirt whom Tian Xingjian called Mr. Mo. He had peak strength, but he gave people a kind and friendly feeling without any sense of pressure.

If he didn't deliberately investigate, ordinary people would just think of him as an ordinary practitioner.

Chen Yang knew that Mr. Mo had reached the level of introverted aura and was about to break through to the celestial realm. At most, he would only be so close.

Mr. Mo obviously has the self-confidence to overpower practitioners in the Celestial Realm, so he dares to invite a strange practitioner.

Chen Yang even judged that a person like him at the level of a sect elder must have some incredible magic weapon in his hand, and his real power must be much higher than his level.

Seeing Chen Yang's silence, Mr. Mo immediately proposed an offer that was even more generous than Tian Xingjian's, including tens of thousands of spiritual stones and the sect's top-grade magic weapons to choose from at will, but Chen Yang rejected it.

Tian Xingjian became anxious on the spot and said: "Xiao Chen, are you stupid? Where can you find such conditions? Where else can you find this job?"

"It's just killing people along the way. It's no big deal. Just do what you have to do. There won't be any consequences."

Tian Xingjian urged him repeatedly, but what Chen Yang cared about was not the reward given by Mr. Mo.

He came to Mr. Mo, bowed his hands respectfully and said, "Mr. Mo, I'm exploring the ruins for the first time, and there are many things I don't understand. If the old man can give me some advice on this trip, I'm willing to protect you for free."

"It's such a small thing, of course it's no problem."

Mr. Mo burst out laughing.

Tian Xingjian looked surprised and was stunned for a long time before he poked Chen Yang with his elbow and said: "You are stupid. These two men came here just to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and they just collected some spiritual herbs afterwards.

The rest will naturally be ours, you don’t want to suffer too much in return.”

Chen Yang just smiled slightly and said: "Those spiritual stones are nothing to me. I also have the magic weapon, but now I need a guide to help me identify the spiritual herbs."

"What do you want with that spiritual grass? I understand. You want to use it to make elixirs for that expert, right?"

Tian Xingjian was startled for a moment, and then looked like he suddenly understood.

In Tian Xingjian's eyes, Chen Yang was a free-spirited cultivator like him. Naturally, he did not have any sect tasks. He needed to collect spiritual herbs in the ruins, otherwise he would not come in alone.

The reason why the spiritual herbs were collected was most likely due to the instructions given by the "master" of Chen Yang's elixir.

How could Tian Xingjian have imagined that the so-called masters did not exist at all, and that all high-grade elixirs were refined by Chen Yang himself using the Qi elixir technique.

Chen Yang watched Tian Xingjian help him think through his thoughts. He didn't know what to say. He just remained silent and took it seriously.

"Xiao Chen, I have something to do. Do you think you can help me?"

"What's the matter? Fatty, you tell me first."

Chen Yang didn't dare to agree casually to this fat man who seemed unreliable, so he felt that he had to ask clearly first.

"I collected a lot of spiritual herbs this time. Do you think you can help me take them back and refine some elixirs for that expert?"

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