"If only there was an iron pot, cook some broth or something!" Feng Ruo said to himself, because of the Qiankun bag, the meat of the black spirit civet can be preserved for a long time, these two days he is a barbecue, but unfortunately except for the first few meals, it feels more delicious, and then there is a bit of a headache, after all, there are no condiments, and it can't be compared with the barbecue in the mortal world.

The only thing that made Feng Ruo feel a little relieved was that the girl in blue didn't really come over to eat the overlord meal, but made him have a false alarm.

However, Feng Ruo also understood that the cultivation of the blue-clothed girl was already in the middle stage of Qi refining, although she had not yet reached the so-called Bigu realm, but she didn't rely too much on barbecue or anything, especially since these Qingyun Sect disciples were used to eating terrible rice cakes, maybe they were not suitable for enjoying food, otherwise, like that Annihilation Shang Quyun, Xiao Likong Fei had hunted such a spirit beast, why would he not see them barbecue and eat?

Extinguishing the fire, and feeding the eighteen snow spirit silkworms by the way, Feng Ruo went all the way to the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect, and he ventured to the east peak again, and finally made up the number of three hundred blood condensation grasses, and after leaving a dozen blood coagulation grasses to try to refine and stop blood dispersion, he planned to reduce his debt a little.

This Qingyun Sect mountain gate is built on the top of the main peak, extremely spacious, a total of more than a dozen halls and several squares, which are divided into Tianji Academy and Tianshu Yuan, like the Annihilation Shang Quyun, Xiao Likong Fei is the third generation of disciples who belong to the Tianji Academy, but as a Feng Ruo miscellaneous servant, he can only enter some areas on the periphery, so he does not know much about the situation inside.

On the periphery of those halls, there is the place where the three generations of disciples of the Qingyun Sect often live, each of them has a separate courtyard, and is equipped with a Dan room, a quiet room, etc., and the treatment is a hundred times better than that of the seal, but fortunately, the Qingyun Sect only has more than 300 people, and the three generations of disciples are only one hundred and fifty or sixty people, otherwise this Qingyun Sect mountain gate must be expanded.

Envy is envy, Feng Ruo doesn't dare to hope that he can become an official disciple of the Qingyun Sect, because the requirements for the Qingyun Sect to collect the disciples are too strict, and they are all selected among children under the age of five, unless it is the kind of cultivation genius that has not been encountered for thousands of years, and may be able to collect it exceptionally.

And this method of collecting people will undoubtedly increase the loyalty of people to a large extent, after all, betraying an environment that is extremely familiar from childhood to adulthood, ordinary people really can't do it.

In addition to the three generations of disciples, the Qingyun Sect also has two generations of disciples and one generation of disciples, the first generation of disciples refers to the same generation of Qingyun Sect as the head of the sect, when this generation of disciples abdicates, the second generation of disciples will automatically become a generation of disciples, and the third generation of disciples will also become the second generation of disciples, and at that time, it is the time for the Qingyun Sect to continue to collect disciples, so the age of each generation of disciples of the Qingyun Sect will not be very different from each other, at most it will not exceed ten years old.

It is precisely because of the careful selection of the disciples that most of the three generations of disciples do not have much difference in their cultivation speed, but they are not without standing out, such as the three bullies that Kong Fei said in his mouth, they obviously surpass everyone by a lot.

The upper echelons of the Qingyun Sect don't seem to be very strict with the management of all the three generations of disciples, at least Feng Ruo thinks so, they need to grow their own fragrant spirit rice to feed their stomachs, and they also have to earn the Five Elements Stone to add various suits and weapons, in short, they are much busier than Feng Ruo in every day.

And only after successfully advancing to the foundation building period, will he become the core disciple of the Qingyun Sect and have some benefits.

Walking through several courtyards, Feng Ruo finally stopped in front of a courtyard covered in the thick shade of trees, which was where the alchemy senior brother lived.

Gently knocking on the courtyard door a few times, Feng Ruo waited quietly, because the alchemy senior brother may be alchemizing, so naturally he should not be disturbed in this process.

Of course, with Feng Ruo's strength, even if he wanted to, he couldn't bother, the courtyard that Qingyun Sect distributed to many third-generation disciples was not an ordinary courtyard, but was protected by a formation, not to mention Feng Ruo, even some ordinary spirit beasts couldn't impact it.

In addition to the mysterious formation, what made Feng Ruo particularly envious was that there was a low-level spiritual tree planted in these courtyards, which could help the courtyard owner absorb the spiritual energy in heaven and earth, and with sufficient spiritual energy, the speed of cultivation could not be slowed down.

However, this time, Feng Ruo didn't wait long outside the courtyard gate, and with a spirit rune flashing, the courtyard gate opened without wind.

Seeing this scene, Feng Ruo hurriedly walked in, and suddenly an extremely fresh breath rushed towards him, this breath was extremely strange, just a little sense, it made him feel very comfortable all over, needless to say, this is the effect of that low-level spirit wood, and with such abundant aura, even if the qualifications are mediocre as Feng Ruo, there is no problem if you want to enter the early stage of qi refining.

It's a pity that this thought can only be thought about in my head, this kind of luxurious treatment is not something that Feng Ruo, a handyman, can have.

Without stopping at all, passing through the courtyard planted with various mid-to-high-grade elixirs, Feng Ruo finally stopped outside the main hall, where two young men in their twenties were talking and laughing.

Glancing at the two people in the main hall, Feng Ruo bowed his head very calmly and said, "See Senior Brother Ning, Senior Brother Duan!"

One of these two people is Feng Ruo's creditor, Senior Brother Ning, who is good at alchemy, and the other is also a third-generation disciple of Qingyun Sect, named Duan Yuan.

This Senior Brother Ning's name is Ning Yuan, it is said that he is the head of the three generations of disciples of the Tianji Academy of the Qingyun Sect, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Qi refining, and he is all smiling in peace, but if he thinks that this person is the most amiable, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

The reason why Ning Yuan would collect medicinal herbs for Feng Ruo was only because he urgently needed these low-level spirit herbs for something recently, and in addition to Feng Ruo, there were several third-generation disciples of the Qingyun Sect who took over this errand.

As for that Duan Yuan, he was a disciple of the Heavenly Academy, and his strength was also quite strong.

Seeing Feng Ruo appear at this time, Duan Yuan just glanced at it, and continued to leisurely sip the spiritual tea, without any intention of speaking at all, thinking about it, how could he, a cultivator, talk to a mortal.

Senior Brother Ning was different, he glanced at Feng Ruo carefully, and said with a smile: "Yes! I haven't seen you for a month, but your mana has improved a little, how many spirit grasses have you collected this time?"

"Back to Senior Brother Ning, I have collected three hundred blood clotting grasses!" Feng Ruo hurriedly took out the three hundred blood clotting grasses.

"Three hundred?" Senior Brother Ning showed a look of disappointment in his eyes, shook his head and said: "Feng Ruo, if it weren't for me to embarrass you, your collection speed is too slow, those junior brothers of mine can collect this amount in one day, and you actually used it for a month, and if you delay it like this, I won't be able to use these low-grade spirit grass!

"Thank you Senior Brother Ning!" Feng Ruo was stunned for a moment, then withdrew from the courtyard with a calm face, and it was not until he walked out for a long time that he looked back at the heavy courtyard, at this moment, he clearly understood how huge the gap between him and these disciples of the Qingyun Sect was, even if he tried hard, it was only the result of being ignored and pitied!

"Okay, it's not too bad!" Feng Ruo took a deep breath, smiled, and turned to leave.