I don't know how long it took, Zhao Feiyu finally walked out of the hut.

When those herb-picking disciples saw Zhao Feiyu, they all looked a little helpless, for fear that Zhao Feiyu would ask them for the herbs again.

During this time, Zhao Feiyu began to frantically refine the pill.

With the help of the terrifying recovery power of the elixir refined by those heaven-level herbs, Zhao Feiyu was able to continuously refine the elixir.

If there was no pill refined from heaven-level herbs, I am afraid that the aura in Zhao Feiyu's body would have been exhausted, and the power of the divine soul would have been consumed, but after swallowing the pill refined from heaven-level herbs, Zhao Feiyu was able to recover his best state.

He stretched slowly, and then probed his divine sense into the identity ring.

I saw that in that space, there were a small pile of pills of different colors, and those pills were the results of Zhao Feiyu's refining of pills over the years.

Zhao Feiyu looked at those pills, his expression was extremely satisfied, he looked towards the thatched hut again, there were black medicine residues of the same height stacked on the side of the muddy high platform, it was obvious that those black medicine residues were the products of Zhao Feiyu's failure to refine the pills.

From a distance, it looks like a pile of coal.

Obviously, compared to the pile of successfully refined pills in Zhao Feiyu's identity ring, Zhao Feiyu failed many more times.

"Hey, it's no wonder that the small family and the small immortal cultivation sect don't have such an existence as an alchemist at all." Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but sigh, "This level of consuming medicinal herbs is not at all what a small family or small sect can bear, that is, the Wind Spirit Sect has a lot of money to be able to raise so many alchemists." ”

Zhao Feiyu smiled and waved his hand at the few medicine picking disciples, who all had black lines on their faces, and they looked at the few medicine fields that were almost empty, with black lines on their faces.

The herbs in those medicinal fields are carefully taken care of by them on weekdays, if Zhao Feiyu can successfully refine these herbs, it will be fine, but the chance of Zhao Feiyu's success is too small, the thatched hut where he is often wafted out of the smell of burnt, and even many times there will be thick black smoke to come out of the cracks of the thatched hut, so that those medicine picking disciples think that the thatched hut where Zhao Feiyu is located is on fire again and again.

And with Zhao Feiyu's continuous refining, the air around the thatched hut that was originally full of grass and green fragrance has become a little turbid, and the medicinal herbs growing in the medicinal fields near the thatched hut have become a little sluggish, if it continues like this, I am afraid that I will die in the medicine field.

Those medicine picking disciples had only one wish at this moment, that is, Zhao Feiyu quickly left this medicine garden and stopped causing them troubles.

Zhao Feiyu bowed to the few medicine picking disciples and walked towards the outside of the medicine garden.

Those few herb-picking disciples instantly looked happy, it was obvious that Zhao Feiyu was finally leaving, and their nightmare was finally coming to an end.

That Guo Lao happened to come out of the wooden house at the entrance of the medicine garden and greeted Zhao Feiyu.

"Done?" Guo Lao said.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but smile when he heard the ancient words, "After practicing, I feel that my refining level is almost over, and it's time to leave." ”

"If you don't leave, I'm afraid that the herbs in this medicine garden will be consumed by you." Guo Lao said helplessly, "You were a disciple of herb picking before, and you should also know that many of the medicinal herbs here were picked from the outside world by an existence like you, and now that you are a disciple of Elder Zhang Hong, and this medicine garden is also for Elder Zhang Hong and his disciples, it is understandable for you to consume the medicinal herbs here, but remember not to waste extravagantly." ”

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but show embarrassment when he heard Guo Lao's words, nodded and hurriedly walked towards the outside of the medicine garden.

"Oh no, this old guy still thinks that I am deliberately wasting the herbs in the medicine garden because I have a grudge against the previous incident, but I am really refining the pill seriously......" Zhao Feiyu sighed helplessly.

"Seriously, your talent for refining pills is really poor, I have seen alchemists of many races, and you can't even compare to a single hair of them." Sander said unceremoniously.

Hearing Sander's words, Zhao Feiyu thought of the pile of failed refining residues in the thatched hut, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, although Sander's words made Zhao Feiyu very angry, but Zhao Feiyu couldn't find any reason to refute.

The trails in these forests do not lead to the medicine gardens, and some of them extend deep into the forest before disappearing.

Zhao Feiyu obviously came to such a path, there was no road in front of him, the vegetation was dense, there were birds and insects chirping in the depths, and there was no sign of the monk's activity.

In the distance, the sky was almost dark, and darkness was about to envelop everything. 、

"It's broken, it's the wrong way." Zhao Feiyu looked helpless, and if he wanted to retreat at this time, it would be a little difficult.

If the night shrouded this land, Zhao Feiyu couldn't see the direction clearly at all, and could only use the spiritual power flame to illuminate the surrounding scene, and if he kept using his divine sense, it would consume too much divine soul power.

If you retreat with the help of those means, I'm afraid it will be dawn when you go out.

"Why don't you just find a random place to rest here?" Zhao Feiyu pondered, and then used his divine sense to glance around.

After a short time, Zhao Feiyu found a rock protruding from the cliff, which was extremely flat and high from the ground, so it would not be disturbed by insects and snakes.

Zhao Feiyu jumped onto the rock, and then lay down relaxed, looking at the stars in the sky, except for the birds and insects, everything seemed extremely quiet.

When Zhao Feiyu was about to fall asleep in a daze, a sound of rustling came.

It was clear that something was approaching the cliff where Zhao Feiyu was.

Zhao Feiyu suddenly woke up, but he didn't act rashly, and just lay on the rock.

The sound of rustling got closer and closer, and it didn't take long to come to the bottom of the cliff where Zhao Feiyu was.

Zhao Feiyu didn't dare to use his divine sense to scan, he poured his soul power into the unknown soul technique, and glanced downward.

I saw a ball of divine soul light staying below him.

Obviously, it was a monk of the human race, not a demon beast or something.

Moreover, the divine soul aura of the Divine Soul Light Group Zhao Feiyu was extremely familiar.

"Guo Lao?" Zhao Feiyu knew the owner of the Divine Soul Light Cluster aura, "What is this old guy doing in this place at this time?" It can't be a tuba, right? ”

That Guo Lao stayed below Zhao Feiyu, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a piece of rune paper from his arms, carved a mysterious symbol on it, and then recited words in his mouth.

The rune paper carried some kind of mysterious power, and then slowly floated in front of Guo Lao's body, burning with a bang.

A purple light quietly emerged, slowly spun up, and a devouring force quietly came.

Guo Lao ran the aura in his body, and streams of aura and blood qi were intertwined, merging towards the purple light.

Zhao Feiyu quietly hid on the rock, revealing a pair of eyes, looking at everything below.

"Obediently, what is this old man doing?" Zhao Feiyu's eyes were full of doubt.

Obviously, Guo Lao seemed to be holding some kind of mysterious ritual, and the purple whirlpool was constantly devouring Guo Lao's blood and aura.

That Guo Lao's body, which was still a little rich, had gradually dried up, and his cultivation had gradually weakened.

With the continuous passage of aura and blood in his body, Guo Lao's body and cultivation are also constantly weakening.

Obviously, Guo Lao contributed some of his strength to cultivation, and as for where the purple vortex leads, it is not something that Zhao Feiyu can know.

The ceremony was held for about half an hour, and with Guo Lao's breath, the purple vortex gradually dissipated, and the blood and aura contributed by Guo Lao did not know where it went.

And Guo Lao's body has become extremely thin, like a person who has been seriously ill for a long time, although he has the cultivation of the early stage of the earth, but the aura in his body is already very little, and the combat power is no longer one in ten.

Guo Lao adjusted his breath for a moment, and then slowly got up, but he didn't move, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Feiyu was puzzled, he moved his somewhat numb arm, but he didn't want a rock debris to fall from the rock and fall right behind Guo Lao.

Guo Lao turned around abruptly and looked at Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu didn't dare to move, he could only smile, not knowing what to say.

When Guo Lao saw Zhao Feiyu, the colors in his eyes were extremely complicated.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

After a while, Guo Lao spoke, his voice extremely hoarse, "You saw it all?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Feiyu replied.

Elder Guo let out a long sigh, and his eyes were instantly dyed with a touch of scarlet.

"Then you should be damned!" Guo Lao exuded a strong killing aura from his body, and his right hand blasted towards the rock where Zhao Feiyu was.

A huge fist shadow instantly enlarged and bombarded the rock where Zhao Feiyu was.

A loud cracking sound sounded, and the rock where Zhao Feiyu was located shattered.

Zhao Feiyu fell towards the earth along with the rock fragments.

The figure of Guo Lao flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Feiyu, and his withered right hand pinched Zhao Feiyu's neck.

Zhao Feiyu snorted coldly, his blood and qi surged, and he punched towards Guo Lao's right hand.

Guo Lao's right hand shattered instantly, and flesh and bones flew in all directions.

The two landed almost at the same time.

Blood was dripping from Zhao Feiyu's right fist, and Guo Lao's right hand had been shattered, leaving only the bone stubble at the wrist exposed, which looked extremely terrifying.

Looking at his right arm, which was constantly dripping with blood, Guo Lao looked at Zhao Feiyu coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.

He roared angrily and rushed towards Zhao Feiyu again, like a fierce beast.

Zhao Feiyu kicked at Guo Lao, Guo Lao's body flew out instantly, slammed to the ground, and then gasped.

Obviously, after Guo Lao sacrificed his blood and aura, his strength was already one in ten, although he was a monk of the Earth Xuan Realm, he was not Zhao Feiyu's opponent at all.

Zhao Feiyu walked slowly towards Guo Lao, standing beside Guo Lao condescendingly.

"What were you doing?" Zhao Feiyu opened his mouth and asked, "I have no grievances with you, and I don't want to deliberately peep at you." ”

That old Guo's scarlet eyes stared at Zhao Feiyu, and he said hoarsely, "As his disciple, you will be like this sooner or later." ”

After that, the two fingers of Guo Lao's left hand were put together, and they were suddenly inserted into his chest, and he fell.

Zhao Feiyu looked at Guo Lao's corpse and didn't know what to say.