The hall of Hanxiufeng was originally an important place for clan discussions and ancestors, and it was full of wounded people at this time.

According to preliminary statistics, more than 50 Bai monks were killed, and more than 30 people are missing, and their lives and deaths are unknown. The rest of the clansmen, most of them were injured, such as the second elder and a few other monks who maintained the formation, because they were drained of their mana by the large array and passed out, and they had already injured the foundation. Even if the injury is healed, it will be difficult for him to improve his cultivation in the future.

For the Bai family, which already has only more than 200 people, this time it is really nerve-wracking.

As for the mortals, there were hundreds of dead and wounded, and it was difficult to count them for a while.

The white fat man was lucky, and he ran with the crowd in a daze, and before hiding in the warehouse, he was crushed by a stone drawn by a stone-falling charm. has been bandaged, lying on the ground with a chirp, stuffing a Bigu Pill for him, as long as he doesn't die of hunger.

Bai Zichen, as a rare few concubines, was instructed to turn around.

After a while, he went to get the healing pill, and after a while, he took care of the wounded, and after a busy stretch, he found that a group of young monks had walked up to Hanxiu Peak, and the four elders had already gone up to talk.

"It turned out to be a disciple of Qingfeng Sect, no wonder it looks unusual, and his temperament is more outstanding than his clansmen."

Bai Zichen inquired about others and learned the identities of these people, the men were handsome, the women were beautiful, and at the same time, the confident momentum stood out on Hanxiu Peak after the catastrophe, which looked out of place.

But the arrival of this group of people did greatly calm the mood of the Bai family monks, although Ge Cangzhen killed all the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect on the bright side, but the people who became frightened birds were still worried in their hearts, for fear that there were still a few disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect hiding in the dark.

The eight members of the Qingfeng Sect were all cultivators in the middle stage of Qi refining and above, and according to what they said, a total of more than twenty such squads were sent from the gate to support various places.

There are also six uncles in the foundation building period walking around, and Ge Cangzhen is in the center, and none of those demon cubs of the Ghost Spirit Gate want to run out of Black Mountain County.

Bai Zichen worked Hanxiu Peak for two days, so that the Bai family became familiar with this junior who had just joined the clan for a long time.

Now that the Bai family's immortal cultivators are pitiful, they take more care of him, and some questions are also answered.

Today, a kind of spirit pigeon raised by Qingfeng Sect sent a message, saying that the exploration and excavation of the Wuyue Zhenren Cave Mansion has basically come to an end, and the monks are already on their way back, and they are also going to pack up and return to the sect.

Bai Zichen was instructed by the four elders to go to the foot of the mountain and call a few ordinary cooks to clean up a table of dishes.

"The path of cultivating immortals is a rugged path paved with countless white bones, this is not wrong at all, my first priority at the moment is to cultivate well and strive to build a foundation as soon as possible...... Hmm, it's better to set a reliable short-term goal, just refine the fourth layer of gas, and the fourth layer of gas refining within ten years of the Sanlinggen qualification should be no problem! ”

There is no pill to promote the growth of cultivation, and if you just rely on your own cultivation and polishing mana, the average time for a Three Spirit Root Cultivator to cultivate to the third level of Qi refining is six years.

There is a small bottleneck from the early stage of key gas refining to the middle stage of gas refining, if it is fast, it can be overcome in a few months; If it is slow, some low-qualified monks have obviously cultivated their mana to the peak at the realm of the third layer of qi refining, and they still have stopped for seven or eight years.

After comprehensive consideration, Bai Zichen set a plan for himself to fight for eight.

"There are also spells, you can't do any except for the Otomu Qing Divine Technique, this kind of world of the weak and the strong has no means to protect the way, I'm afraid there is no chance to cultivate well."

Bai Zichen's footsteps were light, and he jumped down from a piece of bluestone, Hanxiu Peak had been roughly cleaned, and there was a clear wind and rain that washed back and forth twice, leaving only a little bloody gas. But a little observation can still reveal traces of battle, charred giant trees, broken verandahs, and uneven ground that has been bombarded by spells.

"I don't know how many families in the Black Mountain Range have suffered the same as the Bai family, but if they are all of this intensity, except for the so-called upper five, the other immortal cultivation families are estimated to be unable to come up with matching means, and the end will be even worse."

"A large number of cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect sneaked into the Black Mountain Range and paid such a big price just to strangle a few immortal cultivation families? Or is there some secret plan that can deal a heavy blow to Qingfeng Gate? ”

Bai Zichen sighed, anyway, the Black Mountain Range will not be calm in the future.

It is different from the previous competition between the immortal cultivation families and the competition for resources, but there is Qingfeng Sect, the steward of the head, and there are rules as a whole.

Once this kind of thing is discovered, everyone will attack it and jointly issue a wanted warrant, at least on the surface. But once the dragon that crosses the river from the Ghost Spirit Gate swims into Black Mountain County, this Tan water will be muddy.

Once it is chaotic, the number of scattered cultivators who are 100 times that of the family monks will not be easy to control.

It is foreseeable that at that time, there will be endless disasters in the Black Mountain Mountains.

"I don't know how the uncle is doing, and there is no specific news in the reply, anyway, this is the matter, I will stay on Hanxiu Peak and not go anywhere...... Hey! ”

The corner of Bai Zichen's eyes jumped, and his footsteps kept stepping, but he could be sure that a black corner of his clothes was exposed behind the rockery just now.

The Bai family's standard Dao robe was cyan, and this kind of black clothing was only worn by the group of Ghost Spirit Sect monks three days ago.

"The corpse of the dead Ghost Spirit Sect monk is still hidden here and has not been found?"

In the past two days, the disciples of Qingfeng Sect searched the vicinity, and also found two lone Ghost Spirit Sect monks, who were easily killed under the siege of everyone, could there be a fish that slipped through the net.

Bai Zichen pretended not to be in a hurry, and after running out of dozens of steps, he turned his body and walked back to the peak towards the other side of the stone forest, preparing to inform the four elders to let the Qingfeng Sect disciples come to eliminate the demons. As a little white ding who has just refined qi, he will not be a hero.

"Little cub, if I want you to stand still at this moment, otherwise the uncle will leave a few holes in your body and pull out your intestines for supper!"

Bai Zichen braked suddenly, because a bone finger in front of him thrust into the ground, and the top of his head seemed to be poured down like a basin of cold water.

With his hands retracted into his sleeves and slowly turned around, the Ghost Spirit Sect monk actually stood up, his face was whiter than that of a ghost, and his chest was directly empty through his body, and he didn't know what he had penetrated by something.

This Ghost Spirit Sect monk was also uneasy, he was at the very edge that day, but he was swept away by a little aftermath of the aftermath of the divine thunder, and a large piece of flesh and blood was directly evaporated. Hiding in the rockery stone forest for a few days, his injuries did not improve, and the whole person fell into a semi-coma.

I was awakened by the sound of footsteps just now, and I struggled to get up and walk two steps, and I was relieved to find that it was a child.

"The child is so bluffing, let him show me the way, leave this Han Xiufeng first, otherwise he will be discovered sooner or later. Wait until you get to the bottom of the mountain and throw his body into the mountain stream, and it shouldn't be found in a short time, enough for me to escape for dozens of miles. ”

The seriously injured Ghost Spirit Sect monk suppressed the feeling of weakness all over his body, and even felt that he couldn't even induce the bone fingers, but his tone was calm, and it was intimidating.

"Little cub, go five steps forward......"

Boom Boom Boom!

A fireball blasted out and exploded into the chest of the Ghost Spirit Sect monk, and the whole person fell backwards.

Then, four more fireballs rose one after another, and after the serial bombardment ended, half of the person's body was directly gone, and the lower half of his body was also burned to charcoal.

Bai Zichen sacrificed five fireball talismans in one breath, and burned this strong Ghost Spirit Sect monk to death, and let out a long breath.

He was also gambling, the other party was bluffing, but in fact he didn't take his grasp quietly, otherwise why threaten and just take it away.

It turned out that Bai Zichen was right in his bet and sent the other party on the road with five fireball talismans.