The bright sunlight made Feng Ruo feel drowsy, he remembered that he had always liked to lean on the hard city wall on such a quiet morning, facing the endless mountains in the distant sky, there was no special reason, just liking.

The dusty memories are a little messy, like the halo of golden sunlight, very vague, perhaps, this is because Feng Ruo has nothing worth remembering in his life.

This is the mountain behind Qingyun Mountain, which is very close to the place where Feng Ruo was basking in the sun, but it is far away, because these are two completely different worlds.

The tragic battle half a year ago is still vivid, but unconsciously, everything seems to be like the golden halo, and it slowly begins to blur.

Feng Ruo was rescued from the battlefield by a cultivator named Feng Chenzi, the reason was very simple, because his mount Piercing Cloud Eagle was attracted by the rushing smell of blood on the battlefield, and then grabbed Feng Ruo, who was still out of breath, as a good meal, but it happened to be discovered by Feng Chenzi and rescued.

Now, Feng Ruo is already a miscellaneous servant of the Qingyun Sect, not even a peripheral disciple, and his task is to take care of ten acres of Xiangling rice fields, and then collect enough Lingmulberry leaves for the nine Snow Spirit Silkworms.

This errand has to be thanked to that Fengchenzi, because Qingyun Sect, as one of the top immortal cultivation sects in this nearby area, does not allow mortals to stay in Qingyun Mountain at all, and Feng Ruo does not meet the conditions for Qingyun Sect to recruit disciples at all, if it weren't for the fact that Fengchenzi is very familiar with an elder of the Qingyun Sect, he can't even mix this miscellaneous errand.

Of course, although it is said to be a miscellaneous servant, but in fact, Feng Ruo's life is more nourishing than most people in the mortal world, those cultivators think very highly of themselves, and they don't have too much thought to embarrass him as an ant, like these ten acres of Xiangling rice fields, he only needs to hand over half of the yield, and the rest is enough for him to open his belly and eat for a long, long time!

Since he can fill his stomach, there is naturally nothing to complain about, for example, now, after Feng Ruo has been busy for several hours, he is lazily lying on a boulder, basking in the sun while wiping the long knife full of gaps in his hand.

This long knife was the only trophy after Feng Ruo crawled out of the pile of dead people when he was fifteen years old, and he has never left his side since, even when he fell into a coma and was captured by the cloud-piercing eagle.

It's a pity, this long knife that can cut off more than a dozen heads in succession and still keep sharp is now very pitiful, Feng Ruo had built a simple bamboo shed for himself before, but he didn't expect that the green bamboo in the back mountain was so hard that it would only break off after cutting dozens of knives, as for those darker bamboos, even a knife could not leave a knife mark.

So in the end, the long knife, which is said to be fused with stainless steel, became this unlucky appearance.

At this time, a strange sound of "hissing" suddenly came from the woods in the distance, hearing this sound, Feng Ruo couldn't help frowning in distress, cursed in a low voice, and then jumped off the boulder with great agility, and the long knife full of gaps appeared on his back at some point.

Running into the woods, the first thing that catches your eye is nine huge platforms, on top of this platform, there are nine huge monsters with snow-white bodies and several zhang long, which are the nine snow spirit silkworms that need to be taken care of by Feng Ruo.

There are prohibitions around this platform, so there is no need to worry about the huge snow spirit silkworm running out, in fact, there is no need to worry about this at all, because although this snow spirit silkworm looks terrifying, its surname is extremely gentle, as long as there are enough spirit mulberry leaves, they will always stay where they are.

For this snow spirit silkworm, Feng Ruo has already understood it in detail in the past few months, this thing can only be regarded as the most common kind of domesticated spirit beast in the world of cultivating immortals, the surname is gentle, as long as it can ensure sufficient spirit mulberry leaves, it will spit out a piece of snow silk of different lengths every other season, this snow silk is invulnerable, water and fire are invulnerable, and the snow silkworm clothes made of it can reach the level of low-level magic weapons.

It is precisely for this reason that Feng Ruo is still very interested in this snow spirit silkworm, but it is a pity that the snow silk spit out by the snow spirit silkworm every season has nothing to do with him, but is directly taken away by Qingyun Sect.

This snow spirit silkworm needs to eat a lot of spirit mulberry leaves every day, so Feng Ruo spends most of the day collecting spirit mulberry leaves.

This spiritual mulberry leaf is naturally not produced on the mulberry tree in the mortal world, but is picked from a tree called Lingmulberry, which is mostly hundreds or even thousands of years old, so each Lingmulberry tree is extremely tall.

The nine snow spirit silkworms seemed to be able to sense Feng Ruo's arrival, and they all hissed, if it weren't for the huge size, it was similar to a few small dogs wagging their tails.

"Okay, okay, what's the noise!I have the ability to climb to the Lingsang Tree to eat!" Feng Ruo knocked on his forehead with a little headache, the appetite of these snow spirit silkworms is really admirable.

Taking out a palm-sized cyan bag from his arms, Feng Ruo immediately reached into it and threw a large handful of spirit mulberry leaves evenly into the nine platforms.

This cyan pocket was issued by the Qingyun Sect, called the Qiankun Bag, and the space inside was about half the size of a house.

After feeding the nine snow spirit silkworms, the spirit mulberry leaves in the Qiankun bag also saw the bottom, and if Feng had no choice, he had to continue to pick the spirit mulberry leaves, otherwise, the snow spirit silkworms would be starved, and eventually the snow silk spit out would shrink greatly, and he couldn't afford that responsibility.

Walking out of the woods, Feng Ruo looked around and searched, there were a lot of Lingsang trees in the mountains behind this, and the growth rate of Lingmulberry leaves was also very fast, but the problem was that the snow spirit silkworm ate a lot!

Soon, Feng Ruo picked a suitable target, spit a few mouthfuls in the palm of his hand, and he "rubbed" to climb the Lingmulberry tree that was more than ten zhang high, it was a very easy thing for him to climb the tree, but picking Lingmulberry leaves was very unpleasant, and if he wanted to fill the Qiankun bag, he couldn't do it for two or three hours.

Just when Feng Ruo was riding on the high tree trunk, his hands flying quickly like a butterfly wearing flowers, a white shadow flew over from the distance in mid-air and flew over elegantly, under the golden sunlight, and then lined with the green wave-like spirit mulberry forest below, this white shadow was really a bit fluttering and dusty.

However, Feng Ruo just glanced at it, and then buried his head and ignored it, the person who came was Kong Fei, a third-generation disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and there was only one purpose for coming to this back mountain, that is, to pick spiritual mulberry leaves, because the three generations of disciples of the Qingyun Sect also planted fragrant spiritual rice, or raised snow spirit silkworms, etc., after all, they also needed to eat, and the snow silk was an important material that must be stored in the sect.

It's just that every time he sees Kong Fei, the three generations of disciples of the Qingyun Sect who came to pick Lingmulberry leaves, Feng Ruo is so jealous in his heart, this is not jealousy of their identity, nor is it because they all come to pick Lingmulberry leaves on white feather cranes, which is simply the difference between heaven and earth when Feng Ruo has to jump around on the Lingmulberry wood like a monkey!

You must know that at the top and outermost of the Lingsang wood, it is often the place where the quality of the Lingmulberry leaves is the best and densest, but even if Feng Ruo is good at climbing trees, he can't get those Lingmulberry leaves, but Kong Fei and others are different, they have the help of the white feather crane, and they can naturally pick the Lingmulberry leaves as they want, usually only half an hour can be picked, how can this keep Feng Ruo's heart calm?

"Hey, Feng Ruo, I'm very busy!" Kong Fei greeted with a smile, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old this year, but he is already a cultivator in the middle stage of qi refining, wearing a beautiful snow silkworm suit, carrying a brilliant first-class sword weapon, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, bee waist ape back, if the time comes, he is definitely a standard beautiful man, plus the white feather crane that sits down like ice and snow, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a fairy man.

"So-so!" Feng Ruo raised his head and glanced at Kong Fei in mid-air, but his eyes fell on the cloak fluttering in the wind behind Kong Fei.

"Senior Brother Kong, congratulations, congratulations, I have collected all the snow silkworm suits!" Feng Ruo couldn't help but sigh, in the Qingyun Sect, the treatment of those three generations of disciples is still very good, such as the mount White Feather Crane, the first-grade sword weapon, the storage belt and the snow silkworm suit are all distributed by the sect for free, but the snow silkworm suit only includes the snow silkworm jacket and the snow silkworm leggings, these two clothes are mainly able to increase the role of defense.

As for the snow silkworm cloak, it is more precious, because this thing can play a role in maintaining balance, it can be said that with this snow silkworm cloak that maintains balance, the speed of controlling the flight of the spirit beast will be greatly improved, especially in battle, the effect will be more obvious.

Since these clothes are made with a basic formation, once this snow silkworm set is collected, it is equivalent to a low-level magic weapon, as long as the formation on the suit is activated, whether it is to save life or attack, it will be of great benefit.

"Hehe, it's nothing, compared to Senior Brother Qu's Lingyun suit, I'm really far behind!" Kong Fei was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy after all, and couldn't help but be complacent, and at the same time said very generously: "When I collect all the Lingyun suits, this snow silkworm suit will be given to you!"

But before he finished speaking, Kong Fei's voice changed again, and he said very regretfully: "But it's useless to give it to you, your mana is too weak, I'm afraid you can't even exert the power of Sancheng!"

Hearing this, Feng Ruo couldn't help but roll his eyes, this Senior Brother Xiao Kong is good at everything, and the only drawback is that he likes to pretend to be generous, but in fact he is extremely stingy.

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