Although he also wanted the snake gall of the Blood Refining Wallflower Snake, he could only think about it, he didn't have the courage or the strength.

As for why Du Xinyun gave him five petals, firstly, it was to repay his kindness, and secondly, it was estimated that the meaning of sealing was in it.

Zhang Hai doesn't care, although the harvest is a little less, but it is better than nothing, repeatedly warned himself to pay more attention to people in the future, Zhang Hai still said goodbye, as for the spirit corpse in the blood refining wall flower snake came out of the moment it had quietly come out of the cave, hiding on the edge that could be sensed, even if it was killed, it could live as a spirit corpse.

Walking out of the cave, the ghost eagle outside still did not come back, Zhang Hai quietly left the valley to join the spirit corpse, which turned into a black light and hid in the body bag.

As for whether Du Xinyun will stay in Yulingmen or go elsewhere in the future, everything has nothing to do with him, although the five lotus petals only account for one percent of the total, they should be enough to support him to refine blood Xiaocheng or so, at least before Dabi, he should not have to worry about whether the cultivation of not keeping the Heart Sutra has enough vitality.

If Dabi can successfully become a disciple of the Feather Spirit Sect after that, with the vast world there, there should be other ways to find treasures, if he is unfortunate enough to brush it down, he will have to go out to travel for the treasures or others.

There are two plans in his heart, but Zhang Hai thinks that if he goes down at this cultivation speed, although he can't win the championship, he should have no problem entering the top ten.

If possible, he still wanted to enter the Feather Spirit Sect as a disciple, and he clearly remembered the words of the white-clothed woman in his mind that day, and it was better to know his life experience earlier, and the more he dragged it out to the end, the more passive he became.

Two days later, Zhang Hai returned to Yulingmen in a low-key manner, and on the way he also inquired about Sima Cheng, and learned that he was arranged to guard a medicine field far away from the mountain gate, and he would not come back in a short time, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the other party had already been a seventh-layer cultivator of Huiling twenty years ago, and now there are at least eight or nine layers, and Zhang Hai still has no chance of winning against him.

Back in the cave, Zhang Hai closed the gate, it was because of Du Xinyun's matter that he had to get out, now naturally he broke through the fourth layer of Huiling first, and then he had to go to the Yin Corpse Mountain after the fourth layer, the spirit corpse only has the strength of the second order of Huiling, maybe it is higher, now it is a little insufficient for Zhang Hai, and when his cultivation reaches the fourth layer, the spirit corpse will not have any effect on him if he also exercises the body and refines the blood.

The Nine Corpses, as the great spell created by the ancient legend known as the Ancestor, naturally did not only play the role of a clone, otherwise Zhang Hai's cultivation would increase, and the cultivation of the spirit corpse would still be like that, wouldn't it have to be discarded sooner or later.

The true anti-heaven technique of the nine corpses is still its method of dividing the soul, the spirit corpse is just a medium, and even Zhang Hai can divide his own spirit without a medium, but there is no place to put the separated spirit.

But even if it is separated, it is Zhang Hai himself, there is no bottleneck problem at all, as long as the spirit corpse is placed in a place where the corpse qi is thick, it will absorb the corpse qi by itself, and there will be no obstacles, until the cultivation reaches the same realm as the body.

After thinking about everything, the door of Zhang Hai's cave was closed.

Time passed little by little, and Zhang Hai's retreat lasted another two years.

Two years later, the gate of the cave opened again, and a green-robed figure flew out of it silently, and with a wave of his hand, the gate closed again, and the green-robed man turned into a ray of light and flew down the mountain.

Three days later, a flying boat flew in the clouds, and Zhang Hai sat cross-legged on it to control the flight of the flying boat, his eyes scattered, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, he suddenly stared, got up and looked in front of the flying boat, where there seemed to be fluctuations in battle.

Frowning, Zhang Hai turned the direction of the flying boat without a trace, and took a different route Wang Ancheng rushed to.

However, it seemed to be a coincidence, and soon after, a light of light chased in his direction very quickly, seeing this, Zhang Hai frowned, and he estimated that he would not be able to dodge at the speed of the other party.

The fleeing man also seemed to see Zhang Hai's flying boat, and his face was also happy, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and without hesitation, he turned the light and flew in the direction of Zhang Hai, Zhang Hai took out the mask he got from the Purple Moon Secret Realm with an expressionless face, put it on his face and turned into a middle-aged and elderly man.

At this moment, the other party had already broken into the range of Zhang Hai's BD divine thoughts, and suddenly Zhang Hai's eyes narrowed, and a strange taste appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This scarred face and the green robe exclusive to the Feather Spirit Sect - Mu Xingyun!

How familiar is this scene in front of him, and I don't know if the other party has caused some bad luck, Zhang Hai and him have only met five times, but two times they are being hunted down!

The last time he was used by him and almost lost his life, Zhang Hai still remembers it vividly, this is a great enmity of life and death.

Stopped at the moment, the flying boat disappeared, and instead a cyan cloak was draped on his body, and Zhang Hai stood out of thin air, looking coldly at the fleeing person.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Yulingmen, hurry up, there is a fourth-order spirit beast chasing after you, you and I will definitely be able to kill it together, when the time comes, I will only take its essence, and everything else will belong to you, Senior Brother."

Zhang Hai's green robe was too conspicuous, Mu Xingyun just glanced at it and recognized that this was a disciple of Yulingmen, and looking at his old appearance, he thought it was an old disciple who was stuck in a bottleneck, and he hurriedly shouted at the moment.

What he said was indeed true, it was indeed a fourth-order spirit beast that was chasing him, but it was not in the early stage but in the middle stage, which was equivalent to the spiritual cultivation of the seventh or eighth layer of the Hui Ling, just because the two of them were not opponents at all, it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to kill it, as for why he said this, the sinister intentions in it naturally did not need to be said.

Hearing the divine transmission, Zhang Hai was stunned for a moment, then sneered, didn't say anything, waved his hand, and the evil sword shot out, slashing downward, and a sharp sword qi flew out beyond Mu Xingyun.

"The Sword ...... Evil Sword"

Mu Xingyun shouted angrily, how could he think that the person in front of him attacked without saying a word, and he still used the evil sword, this famous high-grade spirit soldier, didn't it mean that Gu Ziqian, who held this sword, had betrayed the star gate and didn't know if he was alive or dead? Why did he appear here and still be held by this person, could it be that this person was Gu Ziqian, and then denied it, Gu Ziqian He had seen it, it was not like this.

So who is the other party?

There was always a lot of confusion in his heart, but in the face of the blow of this high-grade spirit soldier, he had to stop and sacrifice the long sword on his back to block this attack.

Zhang Hai was expressionless and sacrificed the Thunder Light Sword again, and the two spirit soldiers entangled Mu Xingyun to death, the latter had escaped for so long, and his aura had already dried up a little, and he couldn't break out for a while.

"You ......"

Just when Mu Xingyun was about to force a breath of spiritual energy to break through the attack of these two spirit soldiers, Zhang Hai suddenly made a move, and the thunder light sword flew back, and the cloaked blue light on his body flashed wildly, and the whole person turned into a green rainbow and flew into the distance.

Mu Xingyun was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted, and when he looked back, a silver-winged bird screamed and chased after it from the sky, the speed was extremely fast, almost bringing out a series of phantoms in the sky.

"Damn" Mu Xingyun cursed, he felt a vague aura fixed on him, and had to take out two spirit soldiers, one of the speed of the silver wings flying peng, he couldn't escape, he could only fight head-on.

Zhang Hai didn't care about this, his purpose was just to stop Mu Xingyun, and he fled hundreds of miles away in one breath before stopping, and got into a jungle below, he still felt a little pity in his heart, this time was the best time to come to the other party's life, but the spirit beast would not recognize people, in case he was also classified as an enemy, but he fell into the way of Mu Xingyun again.

However, this behavior also made Zhang Hai breathe a bad breath, now the other party should have a headache, although he turned around and left as soon as he saw the spirit beast Zhang Hai just now, but Zhang Hai also caught a glimpse of the appearance of the spirit beast, Silver Wing Feipeng, a spirit beast that is known for its speed, this time there is Mu Xingyun suffered.

However, if the other party falls here, Zhang Hai is also a little unconvinced, the other party is the disciple of Baicao Mountain's best hope, no matter how to say that there is still no shortage of life-saving means, it is precisely because of this consideration, otherwise Zhang Hai is very likely to risk attacking and killing.

Shaking his head and forgetting about Mu Xingyun's affairs, Zhang Hai put his hands on his back, and leisurely rushed towards the destination, this time was either spent in cultivation or fighting, it was better to take this opportunity to relax, turn into a traveling mortal, Zhang Hai embarked on a journey.