"What is the master going to do when I give me this Danfang?" Zhang Yuan stared blankly at the fine handwriting on the yellow scroll, and after a long time, he shook his head and said, "Well, the master must have her intentions, since I have asked me to understand it thoroughly, then ...... Let's get enlightened. Speaking of the word 'Shenwu', Zhang Yuan's face couldn't help but feel strange for a while.

Huicao opened his mouth and gave Zhang Yuan a seven-day vacation, and the deacon and Taoist in the Danfang did not come to talk to Zhang Yuan. It took Zhang Yuan less than a meal to understand the Dan Fang, and in the remaining seven days, he just took advantage of this rare spare time to hastily circle the surroundings of the Baicao Valley. More than half a year has passed, Zhang Yuan has been immersed in the Danfang as a fire refining man, but he doesn't know what Baicao Valley is like. The seven days of hard work have opened Zhang Yuan's eyes, and the boundary of Baicao Valley is really too big!

Seven days later, when Zhang Yuan was standing at the foot of a peak in the southeast of the sect, quietly looking at the surrounding scenery and understanding his own exercises, he suddenly heard the sound of the hundred herbs sect summoning all the sect members. Zhang Yuan was stunned, hurriedly used his skills, and hurriedly rushed towards the direction of the main hall in front of Baicao Gate.

Zhang Yuan quickly used the land flying method to run wildly for more than 20 miles, and rushed to the front of the main hall in front of the Baicao Gate out of breath, only to see that the square in front of the main hall was already full of disciples of the Baicao Gate according to the color of their clothes. The one in white is a handyman Taoist who has just started, and the one in gray is a Taoist who has just officially started. Wearing the same green clothes as Zhang Yuan, they are disciples who have a certain degree of cultivation and have a formal position. Wearing an apricot yellow robe, it was an elder who had cultivated to the top and bottom of the Jindan period. Wearing the gossip purple gold robe, he is the same as the Baicao Dao people, forming a Yuan Shen, the Tao is profound, and the comprehension of the Dan Dao is also outstanding.

At a glance, there were only five elders in the Hundred Herb Sect wearing Bagua purple gold robes, about 300 elder disciples in apricot yellow robes, about 2,000 disciples in Tsing Yi and gray clothes, and the rest were all miscellaneous boys in white clothes who were still in the heart refining stage.

Zhang Yuan, who was sweating profusely all the way, squeezed into the team of Tsing Yi Taoists a little wolf. He vaguely saw that among the elders standing on the steps of the main hall, Huicao seemed to be glaring at him viciously. Huicao's eyes were full of warnings and threats, and Zhang Yuan looked at Huicao blankly, wondering what Huicao wanted to warn himself. Huicao just glared at Zhang Yuan, then withdrew her gaze, and stood quietly on the steps with her mouth and nose and nose and heart.

Zhang Yuan turned his eyes for help to Narcissus standing at the foot of the stone steps, and Narcissus just rolled his eyes and made a gesture of 'asking for more blessings' to Zhang Yuan. After waiting for another stick of incense, except for the disciples who patrolled the mountain and the Taoists who couldn't vacate the void in the key places, all the disciples of the Hundred Herb Sect gathered in the square in front of the main hall.

Standing at the top of the stone steps in front of the main hall with a dusty hand in his hand, he majestically glanced at the thousands of disciples below, and said in a deep voice: "The great competition of disciples in the door once every ten years will officially start tomorrow." All Tsing Yi and Grey Yi disciples must participate in this competition. The first place among the disciples of Tsing Yi will win a high-grade flying sword, a self-defense treasure, a high-grade spirit stone, three middle-grade spirit stones, and twenty low-grade spirit stones. The first place among the gray-clothed disciples will win a medium-grade flying sword, a medium-grade spirit stone, and twenty lower-grade spirit stones! ”

'Huh, ......', the teams of Tsing Yi and Gray Dao people let out an exclamation like a sea tide at the same time. The rewards are too rich, and the hearts of all Taoists are alive. Zhang Yuan was even more itchy for a while, in the Shushan Trial Ground World, he flew his sword and traveled millions of miles a day, but he came to the Hundred Herbs Gate for half a year, and he had only seen the chic flying sword of the same brother, senior sister and many elders, but he had never even seen what a flying sword looked like. As for the magic weapon of the talisman, he didn't know what the magic weapon of this trial ground was. And that big pile of shiny spirit stones...... Zhang Yuan's saliva was about to flow out, maybe with the help of these spirit stones, he had the hope of breaking through to the Jindan stage?

Jindan period! A Jindan monk with great power! A Jindan monk who can transform the true fire and true element into the three flavors of true fire!

With the three flavors of true fire, maybe Zhang Yuan is qualified to enter the Zhongpin Danfang! At that time, the benefits he will get will not be those low-grade pills today.

Zhongpindanfang? Zhang Yuan's heart moved slightly, and he casually touched the yellow silk he tucked into his sleeve. Then, he looked up at Huicao. Standing on the stone steps expressionlessly, Huicao turned her head to look at Zhang Yuan, her eyes still full of fierce threats. Zhang Yuan looked at Narcissus again, and Narcissus was also looking at him. Shui Yuan sneered at Zhang Yuan, and Narcissus rolled up his sleeves and squinted his eyes to look up at the sky.

Baicao Daoren coughed lightly and said lightly: "This big competition is still in accordance with the old rules over the years. All the disciples in Tsing Yi and Gray Yi made a furnace of pills with their own materials, and the level of the pills refined and the rate of success of the pills were determined. The master of the winning Tsing Yi disciple can get an ancient treasure close to the immortal weapon level talisman to protect the body, which is extremely powerful! ”

The master of the winning disciple can get a magic weapon that has been handed down since ancient times! It's a good thing to hear. Based on the grade of the elixir refined by the participating disciples and the rate of becoming a pill, it must be high! The condensed version of the 'Zhengyang Dan' in Zhang Yuan's hand is a real medium-grade high-grade elixir, and the success rate is more than twice as high as the usual technique! Moreover, the Zhengyang Pill is a pure fire attribute spirit pill, Zhang Yuan's physique is exactly the same as the attributes of the Zhengyang Pill, and it will be a lot easier when refining!

"It's cheating! Naked cheating! Zhang Yuan suddenly understood! I think it was Huicao who fell in love with that treasure robe, so she did these strange things!

If, in case, Zhang Yuan unfortunately loses this competition! On the stone steps, Huicao glared at Zhang Yuan viciously again! In that gaze, it was already full of a solemn aura!

"Oh my God! This superb talisman fairy robe is much more precious than the ageless beauty pill, right? Zhang Yuan's heart was already drenched in a cold sweat. He glanced blankly at the nearly 1,000 Tsing Yi disciples in the square who were extremely excited, and couldn't help but wail in his heart. There are so many people in the Hundred Herb Sect, how can he be the only genius Zhang Yuan? If Zhang Yuan loses...... The penalty for both crimes is combined...... O God! Zhang Yuan almost fell to the ground!

Outside a cave mansion at the waist of the northern peak of Baicao Valley, Yun Cao and seven senior brothers wearing light gossip purple and gold robes were sitting cross-legged, blocking the portal of the cave mansion according to the direction of the gossip. The mountain wind blew, and there were dead branches and leaves floating down with the wind on the top of the mountain, but they were pushed open by an invisible force nearly a hundred meters away from the cave door, and then they were shattered.

Yun Cao and the other eight Daoists assumed a posture of five hearts to the sky one by one, and each of them had a thick column of fists that were either red or white or blue or yellow rushing up from the top of their heads more than three meters high. The column of air diffused in the air, turning into a cloud of mist several feet in diameter, in which there seemed to be a slight lotus-like phantom flickering. It's just that the color of the phantom is too dim and scattered, and it seems to be lacking in confidence, and almost every moment there is a clash of phantoms trying to condense and form, but it often falls short at the last moment, and scatters into a little bit of light.

After an hour, Yun Cao was the first to open his eyes, and he said with a little distress: "It's difficult to go against the sky, cultivating the way of heaven is to go against the sky, it's difficult to go to the blue sky!" Several other Daoists opened their eyes at the same time, and also sighed: "Heaven is difficult! The eight Daoists glanced at each other and suddenly burst out laughing.

Several masters were practicing outside, trying to smell the way of heaven, but inside the cave, it was a different scene.

Separated by three layers of forbidden stone gates, there is a boxy stone cave. There is only a stone couch in the cave, and a bamboo mat is spread on the ground, on which some vegetarian products such as pine nuts, sweet potatoes, and yams are piled up. On the stone couch, Lan Yue was holding the jade plate that recorded the secret book of alchemy Mahayana in her hand, and she had a huge piece of Lingzhi under her head, and she was sleeping comfortably. A line of crystal saliva slowly dripped from the corner of her mouth, her eyes rolled sharply, and she was 'chattering' and complaining: "Little junior brother, eat less...... Chicken leg for senior sister! Suddenly, Lan Yue let out an indignant cry and said, "Damn little junior brother, you have even gnawed up all the chicken feet!" ”