At the moment when Zhao Yanran smiled, Ling Zheng suddenly felt an indescribable power, with Zhao Yanran as the center, it was released in a circle, pointing directly at the spiritual platform.

He hurriedly used the attributeless spiritual power in his spiritual power magic ball to defend, and it took a lot of effort to offset that power.

But in just such a moment, the attributeless spiritual power in Ling Zheng's spiritual power magic ball had been exhausted, and he felt that his body was empty, and his head and face were covered with sweat.

"I'm cǎo, what the hell is this woman coming from......"

Ling Zheng was extremely frightened in his heart, raised his sleeves, and wiped the sweat from his face. He looked through the black and oppressive head in front of him, and looked at Zhao Yanran, who was standing at the door of the main hall of the sect at the moment, absolutely beautiful and dusty, and his temperament was as cold as a fairy, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

But because Ling Zheng was standing at the back of the crowd, Zhao Yanran couldn't see his figure at all, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

As for the others, now their attention is focused on Zhao Yanran, and naturally no one has noticed Ling Zheng's wolf appearance.

"Thank you all the senior brothers and sisters, as well as the senior sisters and sisters for such a welcome, Yanran is very grateful. Zhao Yanran's smile flashed away, replaced by that kind of cold and arrogant color, and said softly: "After going out to practice for eight years, I finally returned to the door, and I was very excited. ”

Zhao Yanran's slightly cold voice is very beautiful, if the breeze whispers, the water tinkles, so that many people listen to it, and they feel soft and crispy, very comfortable.

But when Ling Zheng heard this voice, he felt that the mysterious power that had just tried to attack his spiritual platform had reappeared, and seeing that no one noticed him, he hurriedly grabbed a handful of pills from the storage ring and stuffed it into his mouth, refining the medicinal power, and continued to resist.

"After eight years of training, Yanran knows a lot of things. Zhao Yanran continued: "Just now, Elder Taishang has arranged for Yu Cuizhufeng to explain the questions to all the fellow students present in the next seven days, and each person is limited to asking questions once. ”

"Good!"

As soon as Zhao Yanran said this, I don't know who roared first, and then, all the disciples of the Burning Fire Sect with bright eyes all responded with a bang, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

And Ling Zheng, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was about to vomit blood at this moment.

He hurriedly slipped away quietly, feeling that if he stayed in Yanfeng for a while longer, he estimated that he would not be able to resist the mysterious power released by Zhao Yanran. What will happen then, he dare not guarantee.

He has too many secrets on his back, and he must be cautious and cautious, and keep the secrets from leaking, so that he can live smoothly.

After stumbling back to his cabin, Ling Zheng fell headlong on the bed, took out a second-grade pill Jade Snow Pill from the storage ring and swallowed it, feeling the spiritual power magic ball gradually fill, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What is the origin of this Zhao Yanran, why does that power want to attack my spiritual platform?"

Ling Zheng thought about it for a long time, but he didn't figure it out. But he thought that Zhao Yanran was definitely an unfathomable figure, and when he heard her just say that she was going to explain the problem to the disciples of the Burning Fire Sect in Cuizhu Peak, his heart suddenly moved.

There are still a lot of unclear questions waiting to be discovered in his non-attribute spiritual vein, Zhao Yanran has been practicing outside for eight years, and he must know a lot of things, so it is better to find an opportunity to ask.

Then there is the matter of medicinal materials, he and Wang An were on the way to Tianyan Peak before, and tentatively asked himself if he could go to the medicine field on an errand in his spare time to deal with the waste pill. Wang An agreed very quickly, but then told Ling Zheng that the medicine field was very strict with the management of each medicinal herb, and if Ling Zheng wanted to open a small treasury, he might not be able to get a few medicinal herbs in a year.

After listening to Wang An's words, Ling Zheng immediately thought of cultivating medicinal herbs by himself. For example, if he wants a hundred-year-old Yellow Ring Grass, as long as he plants a hundred ordinary Yellow Ring Grass around his rarely visited cabin, and after a year, he can use the black ancient mirror to transform a hundred-year-old Yellow Ring Grass.

But Wang An told Ling Zheng that planting spiritual medicinal herbs was far from being as simple as he thought. Otherwise, a large number of spiritual medicinal materials can be cultivated in the human realm, but how is this possible?

Ling Zheng hurriedly asked, but Wang An only knew a rough idea, and Wang An was not very clear about the specific situation, but Wang An clearly told Ling Zheng that if he wanted to cultivate spiritual medicinal materials by planting mortal plants, this path was 100% impassable. Because the Wang family of Feiyun City, where Wang An is located, had already tried it in his early years, but after losing a large number of spiritual medicinal herb seeds, he found nothing.

Ling Zheng now wants to use the black ancient mirror to transform low-year medicinal materials into high-year medicinal materials, and he must solve the problem of the source of low-year medicinal materials. The safest way is to grow it yourself.

It's not that you can't go out and buy it, like that kind of low-year medicinal herbs, they are not rare things in the cultivation world at all, and the medicinal fields of various cultivation sects will produce a lot every year.

Therefore, now Ling Zheng wanted to ask Zhao Yanran about his non-attribute spiritual vein, and he also wanted to inquire about the cultivation of medicinal herbs.

But Zhao Yanran has made it clear that each person only has one chance to ask questions. He now has two problems that need to be solved, what should he do?

Ling Zheng pondered for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he summoned the Demon Bead from his body.

Ling Zheng remembered that when he was observing this Phantom Demon Bead yesterday, he remembered that in the mutilated "Phantom Demon **" sealed in the Phantom Demon Bead, there seemed to be a spell called the Phantom Demon Thousand Transformation Technique.

This Phantom Thousand Transformation Technique can transform the caster into anyone he has seen according to what the caster thinks, and even the spiritual power attributes and breath are also imitated.

If the cultivation is high enough, it can even transform itself into a demon beast form, which is very amazing.

But when this Phantom Thousand Transformation Technique is cast, there is a hard limit, that is, every time it is cast, three pills must be used to sacrifice the Phantom Demon Bead, and the lowest grade of the sacrificial pill must be the second grade. Only by successfully sacrificing the Demon Bead can this Demon Thousand Transformation Technique be unleashed.

Moreover, the effect of this Phantom Thousand Transformation Technique can only last for three hours, and if you don't remove this spell within three hours, you will be counterattacked by demonic energy.

Casting this Phantom Thousand Transformation Technique at the cost of three second-grade pills may be a luxury for ordinary cultivators, but for Ling Zheng, who has a strong net worth in pills, it is nothing at all.

After Ling Zheng memorized the method of casting this Phantom Thousand Transformation Technique in his mind, he took out three second-grade pills from the storage ring, surrounded the Phantom Demon Bead in the center in a triangular shape, began to recite the spell silently, and began to control the operation of the aura.

"The demons are ever-changing, sick!"

After a few breaths, Ling Zheng let out a soft drink, biting his finger and dripping a drop of blood onto the Demon Bead.

"Buzz!"

The Phantom Demon Bead trembled slightly, and three purple rays of light shot out, wrapping around the three second-grade pills respectively, and began to absorb the essence of the pills.

In a short time, the three second-grade pills became three piles of powder. Seeing this scene, Ling Zheng recalled in his heart the appearance of Du Fei, who had been killed by himself before, as well as his spiritual vein attributes.

"Snort!"

In an instant, a large area of black demonic qi shot out from inside the Demon Bead, enveloping Ling Zheng in it.

After a tooth-aching "click" sound, the demonic energy dissipated. Ling Zheng, who had completely changed his appearance, hurriedly ran to the stream outside the cabin to take a photo, and found that not only his appearance had become Du Fei's, but even his temperament and clothing had also changed.

Moreover, the spiritual power magic ball in Ling Zheng's dantian now, although it is still essentially non-attribute spiritual power, has turned into a transparent blue like water-attribute spiritual power. The breath released is also the breath of water attribute spiritual power.

Ling Zheng no longer disguised his cultivation, and raised his aura all the way to the seventh order of the True Spirit Condensing Realm. Anyway, this Du Fei is in the Burning Fire Gate, which is the cultivation of the seventh order of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and if he hides it, it will arouse the suspicion of others.

In order to verify the effect of this Phantom Thousand Transformation Technique, Ling Zheng swaggered and began to wander through the incinerator gate, as long as he met someone, he would come up to it.

Ling Zheng knew that this Du Fei was a bully and afraid of the hard, so when he met the senior brothers, elders, and deacons who were stronger in cultivation, he was kind and pleasant. When you meet those who have low cultivation, you will scold a few words.

Except for being a little strange why this "Du Fei" didn't go to Tianyan Peak to welcome Zhao Yanran in the morning, these people didn't have any doubts about his identity.

Seeing this, Ling Zheng was 100% sure in his heart that this Demon Thousand Transformation Technique would not be seen as flawed. After that, he went to the Burning Fire Crypt and continued to cultivate in order to improve his cultivation.

The next day, Ling Zheng went to the Danfang to collect the waste pill as usual, and saw that Wang An was a little tired between his eyebrows, so he asked casually: "Brother Wang, are you not feeling well?"

"We cultivators, refining our physical bodies with spiritual power all day long, how can we be unwell. Wang An sighed and said in a low voice: "I thought about it all night yesterday, what questions should I ask Senior Sister Yanran." Hey, brother, how can you impress Senior Sister Yanran and know some of her private secrets after asking questions?"

Ling Zheng secretly rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, you deserve to be trapped in the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensation Realm in this life.

But seeing Wang An's serious appearance, Ling Zheng coughed and said in a low voice: "Since Brother Wang wants to impress Senior Sister Yanran and wants to know some of her private secrets, I think you can ......"

Ling Zheng probably pulled a long tone and said in a low voice: "You can ask her about her chest circumference, waist circumference, and hip circumference." Didn't Senior Sister Yanran say yesterday that she knows everything, she says everything, I think you will definitely know the answer. ”

Wang An was stunned at first, then his eyebrows fluttered, and he gave Ling Zheng a thumbs up, revealing a smile that all men understand, and said, "High, really high." Brother, okay, I'll ask this question. ”

Ling Zheng was originally joking, but he didn't expect this Wang An to really have such a plan. Seeing Wang An's eyebrows dancing, he was kind to him in his heart.

After agreeing with Wang An to go to Cuizhu Peak to ask Zhao Yanran questions, Ling Zheng carried two large boxes of waste pills to the incineration crypt.

When passing by Cuizhu Peak, Ling Zheng stopped, looked at the peak, and muttered:

"Zhao Yanran, I hope your answer tomorrow will not disappoint me. ”