"One Black Shine Stone, two Diamonds, Two Ice Stones, and One Red Flame Stone......"

"This, these are all precious ores for refining the best spiritual weapons." Chen Feng was shocked in his heart, knowing that any one of these ores was enough to be worth an ordinary storage ring. And this grade of the best ore, Chen Feng has fifteen.

In addition to the top-grade ores, there were more than a hundred top-grade spirit stones on the wooden bed, as well as a few scattered high-grade spirit stones.

These ore spirit stones are all of the top, but Chen Feng knows that he can't use them for the time being, because his cultivation is too low, and once he is exposed, he will definitely be robbed by someone, and his life will not be guaranteed.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's spiritual sense swept towards the jade slip on the wooden table, and with a movement of his mind, he took the jade slip out of the storage ring, spread out the jade slip with both hands, and sank the spiritual sense into it, and after a while, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

This jade slip records the Poison Demon Sutra, and in addition to many forbidden techniques, the power is very terrifying, but the lowest level of the stunt can only be cultivated in the Dan period.

The things recorded in the jade slip are all-encompassing, in addition to the secret books and spells, there are also refining weapons and alchemy methods, as well as a rough introduction to the sect of the Poison Demon Sect.

Ten thousand years ago, the Poison Demon Sect was a first-class sect in the cultivation realm, and all the disciples in the sect were rebellious and fierce characters, and many famous demons were born, and the entire cultivation world was changed, but later a shocking change occurred in the cultivation realm, and the Poison Demon Sect disappeared directly from the cultivation realm. As for what happened, it was not explained in the jade slip, many of the contents in it were sealed and banned, and Chen Feng's current strength could not be watched.

It should be mentioned that the Jade Slip emphasizes that the Poison Demon Sutra must be equipped with a claw-type spirit weapon. in order to exert the true power of poison power.

"Now that my cultivation is in the late stage of Qi cultivation, I can't cultivate anymore. When it comes to claw spirit weapons, I'll have to refine them. Chen Feng's eyes moved. Look up at the window.

There was a glimmer of white light in the sky, and morning was coming.

Chen Feng got up and left the room. Walking in the direction of the Sect's Spirit Weapon Pavilion, he was going to exchange the inferior flying sword given to him by his ancestor Xiao Changfang for a few ores to refine the spirit weapon.

The Spirit Weapon Pavilion is located in the east of the main hall of the Poison Demon Sect, and the people who come and go here are relatively lively compared to the entire deserted sect.

The Spirit Artifact Pavilion is divided into two layers, the first layer is for lower-grade spiritual weapons or lower-grade refining ores, and the second layer is for medium-grade spiritual weapons and ores.

Chen Feng walked towards the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, and just saw Jiao Poison walking out of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, his eyes moved, and he immediately followed. Said: "Senior Brother Jiao Poison." ”

Jiao Poison's expression was cold, and his footsteps didn't stop, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the two lower-grade spirit stones in Chen Feng's hand, and his expression slowed, "What's the matter?" As he spoke, he grabbed the spirit stone.

"It's the last time, I want to find a way to survive." Chen Feng said.

"Difficult!" Jiao Poison shook his head and said, "There is only one way, to escape from the Broken Intestine Mountain." There may be a silver lining. ”

"The disciples in the sect are dead or alive, don't the sect elders care?" Chen Feng thought for a while, he didn't really want to escape from the Poison Demon Sect, first of all, it was still a question whether Eagle Sky would let him escape. Secondly, even if he escaped by luck, he was a little monk in the Qi refining period, walking around. It's easy to be killed by personality. Before you have enough self-protection ability, it is safer to stay in the sect.

"Those old guys can't even cultivate on their own. Only when you are well fed will you take care of your business. Jiao Poison sneered: "What's more, you are a disciple of Uncle Ying, so naturally it belongs to him." Don't bother to pay attention. It doesn't do any good to offend Eagle Kong. ”

After a pause, he said scorchingly: "By the way, why are you going to the Spirit Weapon Pavilion?" ”

"I want to refine a claw-like spirit weapon." Chen Feng said.

"Oh, I just have one leftover here." Jiao Poison said, and as he spoke, he took out a handful of claw-like spirit weapons from the storage cloth bag.

The black iron claw, made of low-grade ore black iron, is a low-grade medium spiritual weapon, the whole body is extremely hard, jet black and shiny, and the tips of the five claws are flashing with a white edge.

Chen Feng looked overjoyed, and also took out his flying sword from the storage cloth bag. This flying sword is also a low-grade medium spiritual weapon, and the ancestor Xiao Changfang is not very stingy.

"Well, the quality of this flying sword is okay." Scorched Poison nodded.

At the moment, they exchanged their respective spiritual weapons, and Jiao Poison left directly.

Chen Feng glanced at the back of Jiao Poison leaving, and then walked into the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, ready to open his eyes, after all, he had been in the sect for so long, and it was the first time he had come to the Spirit Weapon Pavilion.

The space in the pavilion is not large, the length and width are about five zhang each, there are counters on all sides, and there are colorful ores in the counters, there are yellow stones, turquoise, steel stones, five-flower stones, etc., these are the lower grade ores, used to refine the lower grade spiritual weapons.

As for the four walls, there are hanging a number of lower-grade spiritual weapons, including flying swords, hammers, giant axes, spears, and broadswords, etc., but most of them are flying swords.

Chen Feng stepped into the second floor, the layout here is not much different from the first floor, but the spiritual weapons are all medium-grade spiritual weapons, Chen Feng is greedy, these are all things that he can use in the near future. And although there are several top-grade ores in the Poison Demon Ring that can refine the best-grade spiritual weapons, with their own strength, I am afraid that they will have to be used for decades or even hundreds of years.

After visiting the Circle Spirit Weapon Pavilion and getting too addicted, Chen Feng went back to his dormitory to cultivate, although he knew that he should slow down his cultivation speed in the current situation, but the strong desire for strength in his heart prompted him to cultivate.

Chen Feng is not a lazy person, he is very self-motivated, this feeling of obviously eager to cultivate, but for some reason he does not dare to cultivate, makes him extremely aggrieved and uncomfortable.

He knew that the first obstacle on his path to cultivation had appeared, and that was the Eagle Sky.

"Either remove this obstacle, or bypass it and move on." Chen Feng's eyes flickered with coldness, pondered for a moment, and then became cold and restrained.

"The gap between the Qi refining period and the Yuan Infant stage is too big, and my strength is obviously not enough." Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he had already decided to leave the Poison Demon Sect and go out to cultivate. Although it was very dangerous in the early stage, as long as you were cautious, after surviving twenty or thirty years, and reaching the Jindan stage, with the means in the Poison Demon True Scripture, it would be enough to gain a foothold in the cultivation realm.

Put the useful things in the room into the storage ring, take advantage of the dark outside, and walk towards the outside of the sect.

Night. A few black clouds drifted past the crescent moon, and only a few stars shimmered slightly.

The night breeze is blowing. It was cool and comfortable to blow on his body, but Chen Feng's heart was a little nervous. The Yuan Force under his feet was running again and again, landing silently, and he shuttled through the place where there was a black shadow, and galloped towards the outside of the sect.

Soon they came to the gate of the sect, and the guards at the door were two third-generation disciples of the Bigu period.

Chen Feng had already given himself a stealth trick on his body, and this stealth trick was an auxiliary means in the Poison Demon True Scripture. Not to mention the Bigu Period, even a cultivator in the Yudan Period may not be able to discover Chen Feng.

Ordinary disciples only need to go to the main hall to find a deacon to register when they leave the sect, but Chen Feng is fleeing for his life, and if he goes to register, he will be discovered by the eagle.

Tap your toes. Chen Feng jumped out of the courtyard wall, and rushed towards the bluestone road down the mountain.

The main peak of Broken Intestine Mountain is as high as more than 7,000 zhang, the mountain road is winding and rugged, all the way fast, the poisonous yuan force consumes a huge amount, and the last resort can only slow down.

However, at this moment, a faint sound of sharp whistle came from behind him. The noise is getting louder and louder.

Chen Feng's heart froze, and he hurriedly dodged into the dense forest on the right side of the mountain road.

The dense forest is overgrown with weeds, ancient trees are towering, and the branches and leaves are like a cover. It looked like it was very hidden, but Chen Feng knew that these shields were bound to be left as if they were not there under the spiritual sense of the Yuan Infant Stage cultivators.

Fly through the woods. The whistling behind him seemed to have subsided a lot, and there were faint signs of going away.

However. In just a moment, the sound of breaking the air suddenly became loud again. Approaching, causing strong winds in the forest to rise and fall, and fallen leaves to fly wildly.

Hearing this voice, it was clear that he was chasing himself, Chen Feng's face changed greatly, if it was said that there were other cultivators passing by before, but at this time, Chen Feng was already sure that it must be an eagle.

The figure flashed, and immediately rolled into the weeds next to him, running the stealth trick for a moment, and now he can only hope that the stealth trick can hide the eagle sky in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

Suddenly the whistling sound was gone, the wind stopped, and the leaves fell, and spread all over the ground.

I saw a figure in the darkness stepping on a flying sword, standing in the air in front of him, the green light of the flying sword flickered, and he couldn't move, and the man's blue eyes scanned the woods below.

"Don't come out soon!" The sound of gloom resounded throughout the woods, and it was Eagle Sky who came.

Chen Feng was happy in his heart, the stealth trick in the "Poison Demon True Scripture" was really powerful, and he was able to avoid the spiritual sense detection of the eagle sky, but it didn't seem to have completely dodged, so that the eagle hollow had a sense and stopped here.

There was silence in the forest, except for the occasional faint chirping of insects.

"If the apprentice doesn't come out again, if you have to search for it yourself? When the time comes, I hurt you, but don't blame the teacher for being ruthless. The voice of the eagle suddenly became sharp, like a nightingale crying, which made the eardrums tingle.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and four thick black true yuan forces surged out from his body and bombarded downward.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

As soon as the black True Yuan Force landed, it let out a huge roar, and suddenly the grass clippings and rocks in the forest flew one after another, and the ancient trees fell down in rows. In the process of sputtering, those few black true yuan forces dispersed into dozens of small true yuan forces, like sword qi galloping across the forest.

Immediately, several black true yuan forces swept towards Chen Feng, each of which had the power of the Bigu period.

"Hmph, it's just a mixture of venom and true yuan power, how can it hurt me." As soon as Chen Feng's mind moved, the Poison Demon True Scripture was immediately transported in the dantian, and suddenly, these sputtered True Yuan Powers were absorbed into Chen Feng's body and transformed into authentic Poison Yuan Forces.

"Strange, isn't it really here?" Yingkong muttered, the cold light in his eyes flickered, as if he was a little unwilling, the Yuan Force suddenly changed, and immediately several cold green True Yuan Forces flew out from his fingertips.

"Woohoo!"

Those few green true yuan forces dispersed into nearly a hundred green long snakes on the way to fly, and the green snakes were agile and fast, shuttling and sweeping through the forest.

"This is the resentful spirit power of the ghost trick." Chen Feng's brows were tightly locked, the poisonous yuan power was all over his body, and as soon as the resentful spirit yuan power touched the poisonous yuan power, it was melted away like melting ice and snow.

It's just that the yuan force contained in the green long snake is quite strong, and in the process of collision, it caused ripples on the surface of Chen Feng's body, causing the poisonous yuan force in his body to be shocked, causing the stealth trick to stagnate slightly.

However, at this stagnation, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a cold aura greeted him.

"You criminal, you are so bold that you dare to leave the sect without permission." Yingkong shouted sharply, with five fingers, a dark green light palm had already slashed into the air, and the breath of the light palm was terrifying, as if it was overwhelming.

"Bang!" Chen Feng spat blood from his mouth, and his body flew out upside down like a broken sack that had been split, smashing eight or nine big trees in a row before stopping.

"Ahem...... Ahem......" Chen Feng struggled to get up, propped himself on one knee, coughing violently, and blood continued to spill from his mouth.

"Hmph, I don't know if it's alive or dead, I wanted you to live a few more days." Yingkong's face was gloomy, exuding a thick murderous aura all over his body, and he raised his palm and grabbed Chen Feng's neck.

"The master spared his life, the apprentice just wanted to go out to practice, try his luck to find some spirit stones and elixirs to speed up his cultivation, not to betray the sect. Moreover, there is only the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period, without the protection of the master, how dare the apprentice stay outside for a long time. Chen Feng hurriedly said, touching internal injuries as he spoke, and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood one after another.

Eagle was empty-handed, his eyes flashed, and he said sharply: "It's better to do what you say, otherwise you will be better off alive than dead for the teacher." As he spoke, he took out two pills from his arms and said, "This is a healing pill, you take it." ”

One pill is black, one is green.

Chen Feng didn't hesitate at all, took it and swallowed it. The pill melts in the mouth and flows down the throat into the lower abdomen. Suddenly, the pale green medicinal liquid immediately turned into a cool air flow circulating in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and Chen Feng's injuries immediately improved a lot.

It's just that the black air flow transformed by another black pill is entrenched in Chen Feng's stomach and intestines, motionless, looking at the shape of the air flow like a small black scorpion.

After watching Chen Feng swallow both pills, Yingkong nodded with satisfaction, and said with a mysterious smile: "Okay, good, the apprentice is really obedient, in this way, the teacher will rest assured that you will be let out, but within a month, you must rush back, otherwise, something went wrong, and the teacher is very reluctant to see it." ”

"Master, don't worry, Chen Feng will never go against your words." Chen Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cut the railway.

"Well, remember, remember, the teacher will only give you a month of training."

Before leaving, Yingkong gave another command, and then stepped on the flying sword and left through the air.

Looking at the direction in which Yingkong left, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and then he suddenly smiled, looking up to the sky and smiling happily, and the depression that had been precipitated in his heart for a long time was swept away.

The sky showed a glimmer of white light like a fish's belly, Chen Feng knew that the night had passed, and the dawn was coming.

"As for that black scorpion in the stomach?" Chen Feng smiled disdainfully, and the poisonous yuan force in his body was running rapidly, "It is estimated that there are only half of them left now." ”

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There is a poisonous weed in the Broken Intestine Mountain Range, which is called Broken Intestine Grass. The Broken Intestine Grass is all over the mountains, and the Broken Intestine Mountain Range is named after the Broken Intestine Grass. It has four-petaled leaves, the leaf is sharp, the leaf surface is thorny, and the leaf is highly poisonous, and the black line can be faintly seen flowing.

The toxicity of the Broken Intestine Grass increases with the passage of time, and it is said that the poison refined from the Broken Intestine Grass for thousands of years can even poison a Shinto person.

Chen Feng picked a few fifty or sixty-year-old broken intestine grasses, and then turned over the two mountains and finally found a demon spirit tree, which was full of huge and full demon spirit fruits.

It is recorded in the "Poison Demon Sutra" that the Broken Intestine Grass and the Demon Spirit Fruit are supplemented by warm fire to refine the Poison Demon Pill. The Poison Demon Pill is a poison for ordinary cultivators, but for those who cultivate the Poison Demon Sutra, it is indeed a great tonic pill, which can quickly improve their cultivation. Ten thousand years ago, the Poison Demon Sect was also located in the Broken Intestine Mountain, and the disciples in the sect relied on the Poison Demon Pill, and the cultivation speed was amazing.

Chen Feng jumped to the Demon Spirit Tree on his tiptoes and picked the purple Demon Spirit Fruits into the storage cloth bag.

"Twenty-three in all." After clicking on the quantity, Chen Feng prepared to find a place to refine the Poison Demon Pill.

At this moment, there was a faint rustling sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves.

"Someone's coming." Chen Feng's eyes moved, and he gave himself a stealth trick, and then dodged and hid behind a tree. (To be continued.) )