This person is the peak master of Zimo Peak, Zuo Zimo, a true disciple of Taiyi Sect, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then shouted, "Who are you, why did you appear on my Zimo Peak, I have never seen you."

Zuo Zimo's powerful coercion was withdrawn, and Chu Yang had to straighten up, gasping for breath, and quickly explained: "I was originally a new outer disciple Chu Yang, but now I am the steward of Zimofeng's medicine field."

If Chu Yang hadn't recognized this Zuo Zimo for the first time, I'm afraid he would have been wronged by his sword long ago.

At this time, the look of doubt in Zuo Zimo's eyes slowly fell, and he had heard Zuo Qinghe rise before, but he never knew who the manager of this medicine field was.

Seeing Chu Yang at this time, he couldn't help but praise, "Cultivation is not weak, under the pressure of my Zuo Zimo, I actually didn't fall to the ground, yes, yes, this is the place where my Zimo Peak's aura is the most abundant, I practice here on weekdays, since you just came, I don't know, then I won't punish you, don't come here easily in the future, my heart will become a ghost under the sword."

Then he left, only a faint fragrance wafted in the air and mixed with the aroma of the surrounding spiritual materials.

After Zuo Zimo left, Chu Yang's oppressed nerves were only slightly relieved at this moment, he had seen strong people before, he had seen powerful people, but no one had ever given him this feeling, a coercion made him want to crawl on the ground, without combat power, and surrender infinitely.

Ci strength didn't know how long he needed to cultivate before he could catch up.

The next day, early in the morning, Chu Yang was running in the fields, watching the growth of the surrounding spiritual materials, in the void, a spirit crane flew in the air, spreading its wings, like two huge doors, covering the sun, enough to be as tall as two or three people.

The white body has no trace of variegation, a slender and sharp mouth, like a sharp sword, and a thumb-sized red-crowned red on the forehead, like a crown to decorate the spirit crane more and more handsome.

On the huge body of the Spirit Crane, there was a woman standing, it was Zuo Qinghe, the head of Zimo Peak.

When the servants saw Zuo Qinghe, they immediately prostrated on the ground, as frightened as the king of the dynasty, and did not dare to raise their heads.

I saw the crane groan, and its huge body rushed over, and then stood straight on the ground.

Zuo Qinghe's body jumped and fell lightly, Chu Yang guessed that Zuo Qinghe must have come this time for the sake of the snow orchid grass.

Sure enough, Zuo Qinghe opened his mouth and said, "We have long known about the octagonal Xuanbing Grass, but there has been no way to treat it, but you are really sure that you can treat these octagonal Xuanbing Grass, if you can save them all, it will be a great achievement, and my sister will be rewarded at that time."

Chu Yang pondered for a moment, this is a joke with his life, if there is no progress and he fails, it will be a huge loss, and in addition, if he fails, he will lose his trust in front of others, but when the time comes, it will be a dilemma, if he angers Zuo Zimo, it is not impossible to kill himself with one palm.

But then again, there would be no problem with what was recorded in the book, and then he said in a firm tone: "I will definitely be able to revive these Octagonal Xuanbing Grasses, but right now I need twenty Blood Orchid Grasses to grind them into juice and water them to cure the Octagonal Xuanbing Grass."

"It's just twenty snow orchids, this is Zimo Feng's contribution card, you take this card to the Contribution Hall, someone will entertain you, and then you need what to do with the senior brother of the Contribution Hall."

"You haven't learned the art of the sword, it's very inconvenient to go up and down the mountain, I specially borrowed a spirit crane from the Spirit Beast Hall, as long as you practice its blood, you can connect with its nerves, like communicating with people, as long as you need it, you can call it, and it will be at your disposal within a thousand zhang, but you have to take care of it, the spirit crane of this Spirit Beast Hall is not easy to borrow, if it weren't for me to move out of my sister's name, they would not be willing to borrow it."

"Thank you, Senior Sister, Senior Sister is really thoughtful", Chu Yang said politely.

"Spiritual materials are a big income for my son Mofeng to obtain the contribution value of the sect, we can't lag behind other peaks, we should work together to manage this medicine field well, if there is any need, you can ask me, I should do my best to satisfy you", Zuo Qinghe said softly, obviously without the arrogance he had before.

Although the spiritual material income is a large income to obtain the contribution value of the sect, this is not the point, even if the spiritual material harvest is not good, it can also be obtained through other means.

However, this is also related to the face of the peak, Zuo Zimo ranks eighteenth among the true disciples, and his identity is obviously more noble than that of other true disciples, and his cultivation is even more perfect, and the peaks he is assigned are also a few peaks with more abundant spiritual energy.

However, the spiritual materials paid by each school are far inferior to other peaks, although Zuo Zimo is busy with cultivation and has never cared about these illusory things, but Zuo Qinghe, as the great housekeeper of Zimo Peak, has a large part of the responsibility, and seeing that Chu Yang can come up with a way to treat the octagonal Xuanbing Grass, he can't help but have a little more respect for him.

After Zuo Qinghe left, Huadu and the Linghe came to a secluded place, took out a drop of essence blood and integrated it into the Linghe red, only to see a red light in the center of his eyebrows, and the originally bright red crane top became more and more dazzling, like a blood-red gem.

Linghe's raised head trembled slightly, and there was an immediate spiritual fluctuation in Chu Yang's brain, and a person and a crane instantly connected.

"Linghe No. 7 is at your service, may I ask the master what he needs."

Chu Yang's spirit moved slightly, "This world is really full of wonders, I have only heard that some strong people can not open their mouths, and directly use the yuan force to spread the sound out, which can convey thousands of zhang, but I didn't expect that it can also communicate with the power of the spirit."

"Hello, I'm Chu Yang, and I'll have trouble traveling in the future", the corners of Chu Yang's mouth moved slightly, and he said with some joy.

These spirit cranes are spirit animals in captivity in Taiyimen, although their spiritual intelligence is not completely civilized, but they can understand human language, and their wisdom is also in a state of semi-civilized and uncivilized.

"The host is gracious, and the number seven is willing to serve you."

"Okay, then please take me to the Contribution Hall, I need to exchange it for some snow weed."

"Okay, please come back to me," Linghe No. 7 said in a crisp and sweet voice.

Chu Yang's body jumped onto the back of Linghe No. 7.

I only heard him let out an "ouch", and then complained, "The master is so heavy, twice as heavy as Sister Qinghe."

Then he spread his wings and flew to Kongzheng

"You hold on, your body crawls on my back, and when I soar, a hurricane will form a wind, and if you don't care, you will likely be blown down by the current," reminds Crane Seven.

As soon as he jumped into the air, Chu Yang felt the air currents sweeping towards him, its speed was far faster than that of the flying sword, but the air flow it formed was also several times stronger than it.

Although the benefits are unbearable and you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, in order to save his life, Chu Yang can only crawl on the back of the spirit crane.

After a while, the spirit crane fell to a large hall, countless disciples saw it, although some people watched, but they were also accustomed to it, but seeing that it was only an outer disciple who could take the spirit crane into the air, they couldn't help but look at it a few more times, mistakenly thinking that it was the heir of the elder or clan who could have this honor.

Chu Yang fell to the ground, and the spirit crane flew into the air again, and transmitted the sound to Chu Yang through the spirit, "I will soar nearby, catch some prey, I haven't eaten today, I am really a little hungry, if you finish your work, pass the sound to me, and I will pick you up again."

Chu Yang nodded and watched the Linghe fly away.

Chu Yang strode towards the Contribution Hall.

The contribution hall is responsible for the exchange of the enshrinement value of the disciples of the sect, as long as you can exchange the corresponding immortal magic weapon with the corresponding enshrinement value, or if there is any adventure, such as searching for a really precious item in the ruins and handing it over to the sect, you can also exchange it for the corresponding enshrinement value.

At the same time, the Offering Hall is also responsible for issuing tasks for disciples to complete, so as to obtain enshrinement points, and each disciple must hand in one hundred offering points every month.

Therefore, there are countless disciples coming and going here, most of them are outer disciples dressed like themselves, and it is rare to occasionally see a few inner disciples with high heads.