Chapter 169 Dead Leaf Drops

"Great, I'm finally here."

  "Brother Qi, Junior Sister, how is it going? Is it going well?"

  "You're not hurt, are you? We all saw some ripples on the water just now, and we thought you were fighting with someone."

  Everyone came forward and asked with concern.

  Mo Jiuwei smiled and said, "It's okay, look!"

  She opened her palms, revealing the Qiankun bag in her hands.

  This is the harvest of this dive.

  This Qiankun bag is not the cheapest one, but a mid-level one. Even if there is nothing inside, it itself is worth some crystals.

  In the past, this Qiankun bag alone would make everyone happy for a while, because the crystals obtained from it would be enough for the entire sect to eat for several days.

  But now everyone has seen the world, so they will not be surprised just because of a Qiankun bag. They are surprised that there must be treasures inside!

  "Let's go back, it's not convenient here." Qi Heng was also happy in his heart, but after looking around, he still reminded them.

  This was a place for training after all, and the incident between Senior Brother Qi and Yi Lingteng caused quite a stir, resulting in cultivators passing by nearby from time to time.

  Their group was a bit conspicuous. Every time someone passed by, they would look at them for a while. This was not a good time to chat or show off your wealth.

  "Okay, let's go back first."

  "Well, let's talk about it after we leave here."

  Ling Qing suddenly said, "There are things our tribe needs for weaving in this forest. Can I go there? You can go back to your sect first."

  "Is there something your tribe needs? Then let's go together. It will be safer if there are more people." Liu Feng said immediately.

  Qi Heng also nodded, "We are companions, there is no reason for us to leave you alone. Wherever you want to go, we will accompany you."

  As the person with the highest cultivation level present, Qi Heng's words actually meant that if Ling Qing ran into trouble later, he would be willing to lend a hand.

  Ling Qing couldn't help but be moved.

  Mo Jiuwei was willing to save them, and now her master was also willing to help him.

  The people of the Xianlai Sect... are the most benevolent and united sect Lingqing has ever encountered, bar none.

  "Thank you very much." He nodded and said, "I'm going to the southwest of Cangming Lake."

  He noticed from afar when he was on the flying boat, and he thought that what he needed should be there.

  Now that we know the direction, it will be easy.

  Everyone accompanied Ling Qing to the southwest and then arrived at a forest.

  "Is there any leaves you need to pick? Point them out to us and we'll help you pick them!" Hu Jiu looked around and said with a smile.

  Ling Qing thanked him, then shook his head, "Don't bother, I'll be fine soon."

  After saying that, he was seen standing there, raising his hands to make a seal, while muttering something silently.

  As he did this, his clothes moved without wind, and his Lingqing hair also floated in the air like flying branches, extremely agile.

  Everyone in the Xianlai Sect looked around in surprise, and saw wind blowing in the forest, with a slight rustling sound. The leaves of many plants were swaying in the wind, as if they were having a conversation.

  Then, Ling Qing suddenly opened his eyes, looked fixedly at one place, and gestured again.

  Mo Jiuwei saw that his fingertips seemed to be pointing in a certain direction, so she raised her eyes to look over there.

  That is the dead leaf drop, a gray plant with a faint fragrance. Its leaves are in the shape of water drops and are delicate and small.

  The next moment, the dead leaves on the tree seemed to be summoned by something, making a louder noise than other trees in the forest, and then, a rustling sound was heard -  

  Those leaves actually broke away from the branches one after another and flew towards Lingqing like young swallows flying into the forest!

  They are arranged in a regular row, and if you look from a distance, you would think they are really a group of flying birds.

  Ling Qing put them into his sleeves. Seeing that half of the leaves on this tree were gone, he turned to another tree and did the same thing.

  "Wow, so spectacular!" Meng Ling's eyes were full of stars.

  "How elegant." Hu Jiu also exclaimed in amazement, "As expected of the Divine Clan, when it comes to their affinity with plants, few can compare to them."

  Look, these leaves seemed to obey Ling Qing's call and left the branches and flew towards him obediently, saving him the trouble of picking them.

  This was the first time Mo Jiuwei had seen this kind of skill, so she couldn't help but feel a little curious.

  [So handsome! ]

  [The people of the Divine God Clan seem to be very suitable for picking fruits and planting spiritual herbs. Maybe the seeds will be unusually obedient in their hands? ]

  [Let me think, is there any job suitable for them in Xianlai Sect...]

  Chen Lan and the others tried to hold back their laughter after hearing this.

  How could such a powerful person be suitable for farming and picking fruits in the mouth of the junior sister?

  However, everyone knew that Mo Jiuwei was just thinking about it for fun and didn't really think so.

  The process of Lingqing "picking" leaves was very pleasing to the eye, so everyone just waited there, and were in the mood to eat some fruit and watch.

  No wonder Ling Qing said that they didn't need help. They really couldn't help much, and would only make things worse.

  "I'm fine now. I can go back." Ling Qing withdrew his hand. He smiled with satisfaction and looked apologetic to everyone.

  He felt very sorry for having so many people accompany him on this trip and waiting for him to do things.

  "Chief Lingqing, do all members of your tribe know this move?" Yi Xingyun asked curiously.

  Ling Qing nodded. "You can master it through practice. The only difference is the speed."

  I see.

  After finishing the tasks at hand, everyone left Cangmingyuan without any further delay.

  Qi Heng needs to go home. He was going to go back home ten years ago, but was unable to go because of a temporary breakthrough. Now that he has time, he can't delay any longer.

  He invited everyone to go home with him, and everyone's first reaction was of course to refuse.

  "Don't bother me, there are so many of us, it would be inconvenient to go."

  "Yes, you should just go home. We are just in Yueyuan City to eat and hang out. When you are better, we can go back to the sect together."

  "That's right. Junior Sister hasn't been to Yueyuan City yet, so let's just take her there for fun."

  But Mo Jiuwei's eyes rolled.

  [Senior Brother Qi has some troubles at home. His mother is seriously ill, and his cousin climbed into his father's bed... Tsk, what a femme fatale.]

  [This cousin is no ordinary person. The entire Qi family is being played around by her. If Senior Brother Qi returns home alone like this, he will inevitably suffer some losses.]

  Mo Jiuwei shook her head repeatedly.

  Her words made everyone dizzy and stunned.

  Qi Heng's face turned even paler, and he looked over blankly -

  What did she say?

  "Well, Brother Qi, can your house accommodate so many of us?" Ji Qingqing suddenly asked.