Before you know it, the night fades, and the eastern sky is white, like fish scales. The whiteness is getting stronger and stronger, gradually connecting into one, the sky is getting brighter, the time is not much, and the sky is flooded with a ray of dawn.

About two moments later, more than twenty large cyan birds with wingspans flew over the low-level disciples' residential group, flying like pieces of green clouds, and a disciple of the Medicine Sect sat on each end of the bird's back. A big bird headed by a wingspan of more than two feet, with a thick back and long feathers, and a long-bearded Taoist priest sitting on the back of the bird, wearing a red Taoist robe, embroidered with three fiery red Danding on his chest, is actually an extremely rare three-grade alchemist, and on a big bird next to him stands Huang Teng, the elder of the Medicine Sect.

"Deputy Sect Master, I clearly informed them yesterday, but these wastes have ears and brains, and they don't know how to prepare in advance. I'm going to wake up these fools! Huang Teng arched his hand at the long-bearded Taoist on the back of the big blue bird and said very respectfully.

Chu Xianyun, the deputy sect master of the Medicine Sect, had a solemn expression, but only nodded slightly, and did not reply.

Seeing Chu Xianyun nodding, Huang Teng immediately kicked the bird's back, and the blue bird under his feet shook its wings and dived, quickly approaching the scattered buildings below.

"Get out of here if you're not dead!"

This sound was like thunder, and Han Feng, who was refining qi in the house, hit the dantian, his brain buzzed, his body shook, and the spiritual power in his body almost lost control, and he went mad, and his face was as white as paper in an instant.

Han Feng stopped breathing, and after breathing for a long time, he gradually recovered, but the muscles and veins around his body were in pain.

At this time, in the courtyard where the low-level Qi Refining disciples lived, more than forty Qi Cultivation disciples had already lined up in a long line, all with panicked expressions on their faces, waiting for Huang Teng to give orders. And more than 20 cyan birds in the air, except for the deputy sect master Chu Xianyun's car slowly flapping its wings and hovering in the air, the rest of the big blue birds were all parked in the courtyard, almost occupying this messy courtyard.

Huang Teng glanced at the group of disciples with a long face, and suddenly turned his gaze to the small stone house where Han Feng was. "Idiot, if you don't get out, you'll die inside!"

"Bang!" Huang Teng raised his left hand, and a stream of spiritual power came out, smashing the thin wooden door into pieces.

There was not much time, Han Feng was covered with sawdust, and walked out of it, his pale face was mixed with pain, his hair was scattered, his lower clothes were close to his legs, showing the meaning of wetness, and his body was like a leaf in the wind, trembling constantly.

"You rat is so cowardly, you are so scared that you peed your pants, it's really an insult to me!" Huang Teng's gloomy face was full of sarcasm, and he scolded mercilessly.

Whether it was a low-level Qi refining disciple in the courtyard, or a Medicine Sect disciple who controlled the blue bird on the back of the bird, they all burst into laughter for a while.

"The monastic idiot really lives up to his reputation, and he even pees his pants, hahaha!"

"What a fucking stupid, how can such a person have the qualification to cultivate immortals? It's really a disgrace to my Daomen! ”

"It's just right, this time, let's feed this kid to the beast demon first, so as not to embarrass my Purple Cloud Sword Sect in the future!"

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The disciples of the Medicine Sect have long slandered Han Feng, and the way of cultivating the truth respects the strong and bullies the weak, and they ridicule Han Feng in every way, without any mercy.

In the eyes of these Qi refining disciples, they may have never seen any head or sect master, but Han Feng, this disciple, is known to everyone, he is a cultivator idiot of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, and he is the laughing stock of all disciples.

It's just that at this time, no one noticed that Han Feng, who was pale in face, had already bitten his lips with his head down, and he secretly vowed to be successful in cultivation, make himself strong, and look good to these people!

The deputy sect master in the sky glanced at Han Feng, without the slightest expression on his face, his eyes closed slightly, and his lips moved up and down, "Hugh is noisy, set off quickly." ”

Although Chu Xianyun's voice was not loud, it seemed to directly shock everyone's souls, and the disciples present all changed their faces greatly, their brains were buzzing, and they looked like they were about to lose their minds.

"Wait for a group of two to ride a bird, set off quickly, set off quickly!" Huang Teng was the first to recover, and shouted at the disciples at Chu Xianyun's instructions.

There was not much time, and the remaining forty or so disciples also recovered, and they all looked up at the sky, feeling jealous and awe-inspiring for the deputy sect master of the Medicine Sect, and did not dare to be slow for any longer. Only Han Feng had no one to accompany him, he came alone in front of a slightly smaller blue bird, plucked onions on dry land on his toes, "whoosh-" The ground jumped more than a foot high, but when he fell, he suddenly lost his strength, "Bang! It slammed on the bird's back.

The big bird "quacked", bent his neck and turned his head to look at Han Feng angrily, and two fierce lights stared at his face fiercely.

"You're looking for death! Angering the green spirit bird, you ten idiots are not enough to die! Zhang Cao, a ninth-layer qi refining disciple of the Medicine Sect on the bird's back, hurriedly took out a green pill from his arms and stretched it out in front of the green spirit bird's beak while scolding. The chill in the big bird's eyes immediately subsided and was replaced by a look of joy, and he no longer paid attention to Han Feng, but immediately probed his beak and swallowed the pill in his mouth.

Because of the chaos of his aura, Han Feng did not use his spiritual power, but directly used the light skills of mortal martial arts and jumped on the back of a bird, which was the size of a bed, and it was more than enough for two people. Han Feng ignored Zhang Cao's scolding, and sat cross-legged on the soft "feather bed" to calm the anger in his heart and regulate his mind.

Just a moment later, more than forty disciples had already stepped on the back of the bird in groups of two, only Han Feng happened to be alone here, and no one wanted to be with him. There was a missing assistant to collect medicine, which made Zhang Cao also resentful, and glared at Han Feng viciously, full of unkindness.

"Let's go!" The deputy sect master gave an order, and the disciples of the Medicine Sect moved one after another, and the green spirit birds rushed up one after another, spreading their huge wings, and flew away with the big bird in the lead.

4. Blood-scaled python

The long road is long, the green feathers are fluttering, and the distance of tens of thousands of miles is enough for Han Feng to appreciate the comfort of flying by birds. Looking up, the blue sky is like washing, the endless blue is infinitely stretched, and the white clouds under it pass by, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

However, after a few hours, Han Feng was surprised to find that the aura in the high air was actually a few points more than on the ground, and only then did he notice that both the disciples of the Medicine Sect and the low-level qi refining disciples were closing their eyes and refining qi on the back of the bird. And those big birds flew closely behind the big birds at Chu Xianyun's feet in front of them, and they didn't need to control them at all.

"Alas!" Han Feng sighed secretly in his heart, secretly thinking that his qualifications were really too poor, and he was the last to discover the change in aura. Fortunately, all the disciples had already quietly cultivated their qi at this time, otherwise they would have been mocked again.

Han Feng stopped looking, sat upright, and began to exhale and refine qi.

The green spirit bird flapped its wings slowly in the air, rushing day and night, this bird is extremely enduring, and even flew for three days and three nights without stopping to rest. It wasn't until the early morning of the fourth day that the disciples of the Medicine Sect took out a purple-blue pill from their pockets and fed it to the big bird under Huang Teng's beckoning.

After nine days of continuous flight in the air, a large forest appeared below.

"This is the periphery of the Chaotic Demon Forest, although there are only some ordinary medicinal materials, there are also some beasts and a small number of first-level beast demons guarding it, and the disciples are collecting medicine separately, and they can't go thousands of miles deep. Ten days later, we will reunite here, and then go deep into the Chaos Demon Forest together, deal with the second- and third-level beasts and demons together, and collect heavenly materials and earth treasures. Deputy Sect Master Chu's penetrating voice invaded each disciple's eardrums, and then the big bird under it spread its wings and flew high, suddenly accelerating, and disappeared into the depths of the vast forest with just a few flashes.

"Which disciple of the Medicine Sect picks the most medicinal materials will be rewarded with a Qi Refining Pill from my Medicine Sect, and if you can get the dozens of rare Heavenly and Earth Treasures necessary for alchemy, then you can get a Zhuji Pill." After Chu Xianyun left, Huang Teng's voice immediately came out.

When the disciples of the Medicine Sect heard this, they all showed joy and longing, the Qi Refining Pill could be upgraded to a level in their own Qi refining level, and the Zhuji Dan had the miraculous effect of tutoring and building the foundation, and the disciples were eager to try it one by one, and they couldn't immediately rush into the forest below to collect medicinal materials.

"Don't get excited, medicinal herbs and beasts and demons coexist, opportunities and dangers coexist, if you don't want to die, don't remember the words of the deputy sect master, don't go thousands of miles away, otherwise you will definitely hide in the belly of the demon."

After Huang Teng finished speaking, he swept his gaze to the more than forty Qi refining disciples who had envy in his eyes, his face turned solemn, and he said, "If you help me collect medicine from the Medicine Sect, you must obey the control of my Medicine Sect disciples." This time the collection of medicine is very important, each person will be assigned a lower grade spirit sword, as long as you obey the instructions and do your best to help my medicine sect collect medicine, this spirit sword will belong to you afterwards! Huang Teng said, patted the storage bag on his waist, and immediately flew out of it one after another, flying swords of different colors, unfolded and vertically arranged in front of him, and there were more than forty of them. Huang Teng casually pointed at it, and these flying swords immediately flew out, rushing towards each Qi Refining Disciple.

Disciples Cong were greatly excited, and they all reached out to grab the spirit sword that flew in front of them. Han Feng was no exception, reaching out and grabbing the spirit sword that flew in front of him, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, the faint spiritual power spread, and it was immediately connected to his own spiritual sense, and there was a burst of relief in his mind, and the spiritual power around his body immediately increased a lot, and an impulse to swing the sword and dance spontaneously arose.

"What a psychic spirit sword!" Han Feng sighed secretly in his heart, and there was an uncontrollable blood fever around his body. At this time, the expressions of the other sword disciples were even more excited, and some even waved their swords on the back of the bird. Only the four disciples led by Chen Liang who had participated in the trip to collect medicine three years ago not only did not have any joy on their faces, but instead looked at the spirit sword in front of them with extreme fear, their right hands trembled, and they refused to grasp it for a long time.

"You four can't die if you want to!" Huang Teng's lips moved slightly, and the transmission was divided into four, falling into the ears of the four people, and the four of them shook their bodies almost at the same time, and they were stunned for a moment, although the green feelings on their faces were different, they all stretched out their right hands and held the spirit sword.

"Humph!" Huang Teng snorted coldly, patted the sitting bird and said, "Let's go!" The big bird immediately spread its wings and left. The other Medicine Sect disciples each controlled the bird, and the green feathers flew wildly, and disappeared into the sky above the vast forest in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Cao held a cyan compass in his hand, and drove the green spirit bird to fly along the treetops. Later, Han Feng also looked around, and from time to time he saw some wild beasts shuttling in the forest.

Unconsciously, the blue bird had already penetrated hundreds of miles into the forest, and Zhang Cao's expression was cold, and he became more and more cautious.

Suddenly, the compass lit up, and the brilliance flickered, and it became brighter and brighter. Zhang Cao looked through the treetops and followed the direction indicated by the compass, only to see that under an ancient tree, a spirit grass with a red body and long eight-leaf body was swaying like a girl in red, standing upright in the wind, and it was very beautiful.

"Fire Spirit Grass!" Zhang Cao's face immediately showed a touch of joy, the Fire Spirit Grass is an excellent medicinal material that can refine the second-grade pill, it is extremely rare, and it generally appears in the Chaotic Beast Forest. It's a rare place to meet here.

At this time, Han Feng also discovered the spirit grass, this was the first time he had seen such a strange plant, and he was looking at it, so he didn't want to fly behind his back, and kicked him directly.

After smashing a few branches, Han Feng fell to the ground, but at this time he had forgotten the pain, and when he looked up, he was surprised to find that the spirit grass with a thin waist and red leaves was standing a few feet away in front of his eyes, exuding a faint aura, and the red leaves were trembling, which was particularly dazzling.

The spiritual light of the spiritual sword in Han Feng's palm flashed, and the spiritual power in his body was so agitated that he couldn't help himself, and he jumped up and rushed straight at the red spirit grass.

Seeing that he was about to touch the spirit grass with one hand, a long red tail suddenly swept from mid-air, hitting the back. "Bang!" There was a sound on the ground, and Han Feng was pulled out a few feet away, lying on his stomach, with a sharp pain in his chest, and a mouthful, "poof-" spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Before Han Feng could sit up and take a look, a vicious wind rushed straight over, and the fishy smell pierced his nostrils. Han Feng secretly screamed badly, endured the pain and made a move "Eighteen rolls on the spot", and his body immediately rolled out of the distance. With the cultivation of the first level of Han Feng's Qi refining, it is difficult to do anything in Taoist spells, and at the critical time, it is still the martial arts of mortals who are handy.

Han Feng didn't dare to slack off, so he stood up with a skill, but when he looked back, he was scared into a cold sweat, and at this moment, the position he was just now was occupied by a huge bloody mouth. Behind the bloody mouth dragged a bucket-like red python body, several feet long, and the blood-red scales around the body were particularly dazzling.

"First-level beast blood scale python!" Zhang Cao, who was above the forest tops, was secretly shocked in his heart, and the color of the hilt of the sword in his hand changed. The first-level beast demon is at least equivalent to the cultivation of a disciple above the sixth level of qi refining, don't say that Zhang Cao is not sure to kill this demon, even if he is sure, he will not risk his life for a cultivator idiot. In his eyes, Han Feng was already a dead man, but he felt sorry for the loss of the bait for collecting medicine in his first action. Zhang Caoti stabilized his mind with spiritual power, and observed the blood scale python below without blinking his eyes, without the slightest intention of saving people, just preparing to wait for the opportunity to collect medicine.

At this time, the blood python shook its body and twisted its head towards Han Feng, staring closely at the enemy in front of it with two dark green eyes. And at this moment, Han Feng gritted his teeth, and he had already opened his posture and waited with a sword.

Suddenly, the python's head shrank, the bow body exerted force, the blood light jumped, and the giant mouth was several times larger than the python's head. The huge suction force stirred up the surrounding grass and trees, and the branches and leaves flew wildly, making it a mess. Han Feng's clothes trembled, his body couldn't help but lean forward, and the blood flow all over his body accelerated, ready to rush out.

"Ahh The spirit sword in Han Feng's palm flashed again, as if an inexplicable force had entered Han Feng's body, Han Feng's face turned red, and he shouted, but instead of retreating, he jumped forward, and with the suction of the blood python, he swung the spirit sword and rushed straight over, holding the sword with both hands, jumping up and down.

"Boom!" A sword slashed heavily on the upper jaw of the blood python, and the spirit sword was really extraordinary, and a big tooth of the blood scale python was broken in response. The blood python shook its head, and Han Feng was also shocked back, and sat on the ground with his ass.

As soon as the blood-scaled python's giant mouth was closed, its body swayed from side to side, twisting wildly, and the pain was all over the place. The wood and grass were broken, and the soil and stones were flying, and it was chaotic. Han Feng only felt that there was a thick python in front of him, and the body was like a wide red ribbon, twisting and rolling, rolling up and down.

After a few breaths, the blood-scaled python stopped writhing, and the heavy python's tail stood up like a bloody rod and swept over with a bloody wind.

Han Feng hurriedly stood up and lowered the blade of the sword, and slashed upwards against the python's tail vertical sword, "Click! The lower grade spirit sword cut open the thick blood scales, and the sword entered the python's body, cutting out a large hole several inches deep, and the blood immediately gushed out.

The blood python's body spasmed, and with a big head tilted, the huge python's body spun up, moving extremely fast. Han Feng's arm was shaken, and the spirit sword almost gave up. But at this moment, the python's body suddenly turned horizontal, and one coiled up, which had wrapped its good legs around it, and tied it like a steel rope, making Han Feng unable to move at all.

Han Feng panicked for a while, and hurriedly raised his sword to slash, the spirit sword was extremely sharp, and the strength in Han Feng's hand was really not small, with a "bang", there was another big blood cut on the python's body, and the blood did not stop.

But before the spirit sword could be withdrawn, the blood python was coiled around twice, although Han Feng swung his sword and slashed the blood python bloody, but it was only a small injury to the blood python, but the blood python was entangled with Han Feng and refused to let go for half a minute, and the huge python body was upward again, and it only took four turns to reach Han Feng's chest. As soon as the python's body was strangled, Han Feng's body tightened suddenly, his bones creaked, the green tendons on his forehead jumped out, his chest was extremely suffocated, and it was extremely difficult to breathe, every time he exhaled, the python's body would be tightened for a few minutes, but after a few breaths, Han Feng's eyes involuntarily rolled upward, and a feeling of suffocation came to his heart.

The huge python's head was coiled, turned over, bent into a hook, and stared at Han Feng fiercely, and the two dark green eyes were full of blood-devouring murderous aura, which was extremely terrifying.

A disgusting stench of blood struck, and the two cold green eyes were gone, and a bloody mouth bloomed in the air like a huge flower.

"It's over!" At this moment, Han Feng has too much unwillingness, but he no longer has the ability to save himself, and he can't imagine that his end will come so soon.

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