"Fifth-order demon beasts, it's too wasteful to give pigs."

A slender young man suddenly made a move and snatched the fifth-order demon beast.

He grabbed the fifth-order demon beast and pulled it hard, using too much force, his hand slipped, and he fell upside down.

Feng Lan didn't move, glanced at it in disgust, and walked towards the Golden Rainbow Palace.

"Little animals."

The man was annoyed and angry, and drew his sword and swung a fan-shaped cyan glow, covering the wind.

"Dao magic powers?"

In the past three years, Feng Lan has not cultivated any Dao and magic powers of the Palm Heaven Sect, but he has paid great attention to it from Zhuo Yifan and the others.

The wind was in a hurry, and with a wave of his hand, a wind emanated from the palm of his hand, instantly erasing the cyan brilliance.

Immediately after, the hand gently grasped it from afar, as if grasping at the tip of the sword, and a gust of wind swept towards the opponent's sword, and even the sword led people into it, and the luster on the sword was erased.

When he withdrew his hand, he grabbed it in the palm of his hand with a sword.

Feng Lan was about to grasp it hard, when he suddenly felt a numbness on the back of his hand, his fingers naturally opened, and the man fell to the ground with a click.

"It took three years to cultivate the 'Wind and Snow Sutra'." A familiar voice said slowly, "Your qualifications are really above those two, very good." ”

"Palm...... Door ......"

Feng Lan hurriedly turned around, lowered his head to listen, and squeaked.

"Go ahead." The Holy Fu Zhenren said indifferently, "There are still two years to go, and you can go to the Heavenly Peak to cultivate." ”

The holy talisman is a real person, with a dragon face and a fairy wind bone, a slightly wide dark green robe, and no wind and slight drums.

It seems that he is in his half-way to the age of forty, but in fact, he has been in charge of the Heavenly Sect Portal for two years.

Behind him stood two older elders, both smiling.

The person on the left couldn't help but speak: "I think, some people will say that you are cheating." ”

Feng Lan hurriedly walked into the Golden Rainbow Hall and exchanged for spirit crystals.

Then, head to the study hall and choose a Dao or Spell.

Magic, that is, the Five Elements Technique, emphasizes the manipulation of the five elements of spiritual power, and is released through complex spells, which is an extremely ancient and profound cultivation system.

The Tao is supernatural, and it is a different way, emphasizing the use of strong physical bodies as the foundation, and casting spells with the help of various magic weapons. If you cultivate to a high depth, the monk's physical body is also like a natural magic weapon, and you can release your magical powers at will.

Since the Taoist magic power has become popular, it has become the mainstream, and the human race has changed its decline and become the master of the Taiming world.

The source of the Dao Fa supernatural power is now recognized as the joint creation of the Nine Sages of the Human Race.

As a rising star, the Dao magic power fuses a lot of subtle meanings of magic.

One of the most obvious differences between magic and Taoism is the definition and use of external media.

There is an important branch of the spell, the talisman technique, which uses a three-inch piece of paper as a medium.

There is a very popular branch of the Dao Method, and the monk will cultivate a natal divine weapon that can grow with the monk.

Fenglan has long had his own opinions on this.

Fenglan Ancestor has been refining talisman paper and mud for generations, but no one has practiced magic for generations.

In the Silver Bottle Fort near Flame City, there are a large number of people known as "Warlocks", who use three-inch pieces of paper.

The "Candle Sky Nine Styles" of the old warrior monk of Flame City should belong to the Dao Fa Divine Power.

Therefore, he deliberately chose a technique called "Wind and Thunder Spell", and then a Dao method called "Blood Dragon Wind", and spent a total of 100 spirit crystals.

Fenglan's face was calm, and his heart ached.

The height to which a monk can cultivate depends on how thick the spirit crystals under his feet are.

The length of time a monk can cultivate depends on how long the spirit crystals under his feet can be spread.

Feng Lan felt more and more that this was the truth and the law.

The news of cultivating the Wind and Snow Sutra spread.

The wind gradually entered the field of vision of the Heavenly Sect.

I believe that I have hope and hope, and I have the opportunity to return to Flame City, and even have the opportunity to find a "way" to go back, and consciously redouble my diligent cultivation and hard work, and improve my Taoism visibly.

What he didn't expect was that he cultivated first-order techniques and Dao methods, which were particularly easy to cultivate.

At one point, he hallucinated.

If it weren't for the fact that the techniques of the spells and Dao methods were too expensive, he would be able to cultivate the first-order spells and Dao methods all over the place.

As a result, he began to seriously consider the matter of cultivating high-level techniques and Dao methods.

Even if it was a second-order spell or a Dao method, each spell required ninety to one hundred and twenty spirit crystals.

It's too expensive.

The mountain god jade cannot be used lightly.

The storm can only be found on more dangerous islands.

The monster beast is tough and ferocious.

Fenglan felt that dealing with them was much easier than dealing with people.

This gives Fenglan unimaginable tranquility, but not lonely.

Because of the "long-term trapped island", there is nothing to be done, only hard cultivation and hard work.

* * *

"In the area on the edge of Seven Star City, there are all kinds of abnormal demon beasts. This news has not yet spread to the sect, but it is absolutely reliable. ”

Zhuo Yifan said with a solemn face.

"You want to go to sea?"

Fenglan asked Zhuo Yifan, and also said his heart.

The mutant demon beasts of Flame City are vivid.

"Why did the demon beasts of Seven Star City start to mutate?"

"The demon beasts on the island have no abnormal changes."

"Could it be that there is a larger portal in Seven Star City?"

"If there is, it should be guarded by the Heavenly Sect himself?"

Feng Lan deduced this abrupt news carefully.

He has become accustomed to the reality of a physical body loaded with three memories, and will always consciously think holistically.

Zhuo Yifan gave the elixir, briefly said a few words about the mystery of the elixir, and left.

For more than three years, the two of them have maintained their original promise, one to supply spirit crystals, and the other to concentrate on alchemy.

Zhuo Yifan followed Fenglan's advice and acted in a low-key manner.

The number of people around Zhuo Yifan gradually increased, and it had already attracted the attention of the sect.

Zhuo Yifan is already like a sweet well, which can irrigate the surrounding flowers and trees.

Feng Lan glanced at the many Dan bottles in the storage bag and smiled indifferently.

For more than three years, he hadn't eaten a single elixir.

Many times, he moved his idea of alchemy, only because the gray incense burner infinitely devoured precious spiritual materials such as mountain god jade, which discouraged him.

He thought that the news provided by Zhuo Yifan was very important.

As soon as you go to sea, things will take a major turn.

How can I go to sea?

Come to think of it, it is only possible if the Dao is strong to a certain extent and the sect values it.

Qualifications, prestige, and morality do not occupy anything.

Fenglan was in a very depressed daze.

How can we improve our path as soon as possible?

Elixir, is it really useful?

Probably, it's useless.

Every time you kill a demon beast, it's like getting a big supplement.

However, this kind of thing is too slow.

Demon beasts can't be killed infinitely quickly.

"Take your time, faster."

Feng Lan comforted himself like this, and he worked harder and harder in his cultivation, looking forward to one day soaring to the sky.

* * *

The news of the alienation of the demon beast spread.

The Palm Heaven Sect sent a young force led by the first disciple of the twelve veins to go to the sea to clear it.

That day, Feng Lan saw thousands of swords flying over Wolong Island and converging towards Lingyun Island.

Feng Lan sighed softly and walked towards Fireweary Island.

If you want to fly calmly, you must cultivate to the artistic conception of God.

If you want to fly in the Ning Yuan Realm, you must use the magic weapon of the fairy sword.

In contrast, for the vast majority of monks, the former is easier than the latter.

The Dao of the first level of the Qi Refining Realm is really too far, too far, and he can only look at the sky and sigh.

Chalk Island, which has been "operated" by Fenglan for three years, is relatively safe.

Fenglan still cautiously crossed the chalk island, walked across the ten-zhang wide gravel beach, and appeared on the edge of the fire-weary island.

Fire-weary island, the famous fierce island.

For three months, Fenglan only dared to wander in the outermost part of the world, and the harvest was very small.

"Cautious people."

Suddenly, a man said leisurely.

Suddenly, in the shadows of the fire-weary island, a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, walked out.

The young man has a very delicate A-shaped face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, especially like a finely carved one, with a slender and straight figure.

Fenglan hadn't seen it, and was silent.

The rules of the Zhangtian Sect are strict, and it is strictly forbidden for the disciples to fight among themselves.

Three years ago, Ling Xue Nian was heavily punished, and Elder Yue Lian couldn't keep it.

"With the three years of hard work of my junior brother, I have accumulated about 12,960 spirit crystals.

If half of the spirit crystal is shared with Zhuo Yifan, then Zhuo Yifan should already be an eight-rank pill master and begin to touch the refining method of the seven-grade spirit pill.

Yesterday, Ji Daren, Bao Ping'an, and Yi Xiaoyao went to the Elixir Hall to buy 'Jiuqu Fruit', 'Ni Gen', and 'Chijingzhi' respectively.

These three precious spiritual materials are the core spiritual materials of the seven-grade spiritual elixir 'Poison Suppression Pill'.

'Poison Pill' is one of the symbols of the Seven Grades of Elixir. ”

This person fluttered lightly, exposing Feng Lan and the others to the bottom.

"And then?"

Feng Lan asked, a strong bitter taste in his heart.

In three years, one thousand and twenty-five days, a total of 12,960 spirit crystals were accumulated, with an average of less than thirteen per day.

"After refining the poison pill, you should start to impact the divine realm in less than a year. Then, a blockbuster. The young man smiled faintly, relaxed and happy, "Master sent me over to give you the secret methods of the three palm heavenly peaks." Master told you to keep your heart, cultivate diligently, and don't be distracted by other things. ”

Feng Lan opened the blue locket, hesitated slightly, and said, "You should be the fourth disciple of the head, Ye Chengfeng?" ”

"Oh?"

"Hmm."

Of the six disciples of the Holy Fu Zhenren, Feng Lan had only seen the second disciple Mu Xu, and the others were Zhuo Yifan, Bao Ping'an and others.

The fourth disciple Ye Chengfeng, the fifth disciple Ximen Xiaoyu, and the sixth disciple Wang Fengnian, the same age, started in the same year, and it has been thirteen years.

Wang Fengnian became famous for cultivating magic talismans, and his family is the mainstay of today's magic spells.

Ximen Xiaoyu, his life experience is much more secretive.

Ye Chengfeng is undoubtedly the most prominent person, and his ancestor is Ye Tianchen Zhenjun, the second-generation head of Zhangtianzong.

However, the mysterious thing is that since Tianchen Zhenjun, the Ye family has not only never had a head, but has not even served as a deacon elder.

Ye Chengfeng blinked, the sword was volleyed in the air, and he said: "The danger of Fire-weary Island is not comparable to Chalk Island, be careful." ”

Feng Lan was very surprised by Ye Chengfeng's arrival, and what was even more unexpected was that he exposed the secrets of Feng Lan, Zhuo Yifan and others.

Fenglan felt like she was being swept into a huge whirlpool.

This whirlpool, the entire Palm Heaven Sect will be silent.

In the past, there were twelve disciples of Zhangtian Immortal Monarch, only the three families of Ye, Chang, and Wen multiplied into famous families, and the family business was huge, while the other nine families quickly fell to the point of ordinary poor families after the death of the ancestor immortal, relying only on the ancestor Yinde. Even if you get the opportunity to enter the sect to cultivate, you have to start with the outer disciples first, just like ordinary people. The young ladies of the three families will directly become the personal disciples of the elders.

The Zhangtian Sect has been inherited for more than 10,000 years, and there are hundreds of large and small families attached to it.

The three families of Xiao, Lin and Ye have always been regarded as their own families, and they are the most powerful, and they are known as the upper three gates.

The three families of Chang, Wan and Wen originated from powerful ancestors and were known as Ping Sanmen.

Zhong, Hou, and Sun are rising stars and are known as the lower three gates.

"Vortex?"

"The abyss?"

"What the hell is going on with me?"

Fenglan shrugged, put away the locket, and walked into the fire-weary island.