Chapter 30: The Sect's Mission

Returning to the cave again, Luo Yan went through today's harvest in his heart one by one, especially when he fought against Huyan Peiqing, the power that erupted in his body between the line of life and death gave him a deeper understanding of the subtleties of the Shengyan Golden Fan Immortal Spiritual Technique.

At this time, in the side room of the Qixia Peak Courtyard, Huyan Peiqing was sitting with her eyes closed, when she was cultivating just now, Luo Yan's figure always appeared in front of her, and it always lingered.

And the same situation also appeared in a cave in Yuehua Gate.

Shangguan Feiyu, who had been practicing for a day, lay exhausted on the stone bed, holding a dragon-shaped wood carving in his arms, and the back of Luo Yan when he ran into the darkness came to mind.

"Brother Luo Yan, where are you, are you okay?"

……

Luo Yan didn't stop thinking about Shangguan Feiyu, but he knew that before he had the strength to protect her, all his emotions could only be hidden in his heart.

Half a year later, he once again broke through to the third layer of the Qi cultivation period, and this time there was no other expression outside the cave except for envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Even the chatter that used to be much less heard. They're used to the freak in front of them.

Like the last two times, after the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi dissipated and everyone left, Luo Yan quietly left the cave and walked along the path to the no-man's land.

Coming to the elm tree, which was the thickness of a millstone, he raised his hand and condensed an air mass, which he shot again.

This time, a large piece of the epidermis on the body of the tree fell off, and the body of the tree shook five or six times, and a few leaves fell with the wind in the swaying. One of the small branches landed right on top of his head, as if someone had deliberately hit him.

Luo Yan touched the wound left on the tree, although it was bigger than the previous two times, it was still not enough, and he still shook his head and left dissatisfied.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, the old voice of his back foot sounded again:

"It's the opposite, it's the opposite, I'm angry with the old man. ”

"Oops, it's itchy here. ”

After returning to the cave, Luo Yan rested and walked towards Li Junyuan's courtyard.

Seeing that the Master was inside, he slammed the door and walked in, but soon withdrew and returned the way he had come.

Along the way, when he met his senior brother and younger brother, Luo Yan greeted him politely, and after returning to the cave, he ran the exercises of the third layer of the Saint Yan Jin Fan Immortal Soul Cultivation Period twice, and then began to comprehend the fourth layer.

On this day, three people came to Diancangfeng, led by a young man in the foundation building period, and just as they were about to approach Luoyan Cave Mansion, they suddenly found Li Junyuan coming from a distance, and Gao Hu was frightened and left in a panic.

In this way, winter turned to spring, and in a blink of an eye, three years passed, and the disciples on Diancang Peak had become accustomed to the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth above Luoyan Cave Mansion, and at most they only sighed a few words, and then continued to cultivate.

Luo Yan is also the same as before, every time he is promoted, he will wait for a while, and then walk out of the cave and quietly go to the big elm tree to punch and feel the change in strength.

And every time after he left, the old voice would always sound, and there would be a whining.

Now he is already a seventh-layer mirror of Qi training, and his strength is comparable to that of a ninth-layer monk, which naturally benefits from the elixir given by Huyan Peiqing and the tempering of him from time to time, after every battle, he has benefited a lot, on the contrary, the master rarely cares about him.

On this day, Li Junyuan suddenly sent someone to call him to the farewell courtyard, gave him two bottles of pills and a set of armor, and then said:

"Your cultivation has been going smoothly in the past few years, and it is really a fluke that you have not encountered the disciples of other peaks who put cold arrows in your back, but this is both a good thing and a bad thing.

The advantage is that you can practice smoothly, and the disadvantage is that you will also relax your vigilance because of this, so the teacher will remind you, pay more attention to yourself in the future, and try not to conflict with others after I go out, so as not to hurt yourself and live up to Qing'er's kindness. ”

After Li Junyuan said this, he let Luo Yan leave.

Returning to the cave again, it was Luo Yan's turn to stay awake all night, listening to the master's tone, he was going to travel again, and this time I am afraid that the time will not be short.

In addition, he faintly felt from his master's words that there seemed to be no harmony between the various peaks of the Heavenly Spirit Sect this day, and the battle between the disciples was probably much more complicated than it appeared.

How to continue his practice in this complex environment? This is probably the biggest problem he will face.

Although it is now a seven-layer mirror of qi training, even if you encounter an opponent of the nine-layer realm of qi training, you can protect yourself, but there are many monks here, and there are not thousands of them in the foundation building period, but there are also hundreds, in case you encounter a villain at this level, I am afraid that it will be more than auspicious, recalling the scene when he was bullied in Hongmu Village, he gritted his teeth when he hated it, this situation, he didn't want to repeat it.

And Li Junyuan's last sentence "so as not to hurt himself and live up to Qing'er's kindness" made him feel that over the years, this indifferent senior sister has been silently helping him.

Thousands of thoughts made him toss and turn on the stone bed, and when it was almost dawn, he had a dream, and saw again the middle-aged monk who fought bloodily under the clouds, and the babbling baby.

A month after Li Junyuan left, Luo Yan came to the task collection office of the sect to see if there was a suitable one for him.

On the huge wall, all kinds of tasks were densely posted, some of whom were asked to accept them were monks above the construction period, and some were even asked to be in the Yudan period. In short, there are very few suitable for him.

And the types of missions are also varied, some are to go overseas for exploration, some are to find peerless herbs, some are to find people, and some are to escort items.

Luo Yan read them one by one, and finally one of them caught his attention, this is a task that has been released for a while, the content is to go to the Thundering Mountain Range to collect two hundred cores of the fourth-level lightning eagle, and after the task is completed, one hundred contribution points will be obtained from the sect.

At the bottom of the task, there is also a line of small print, which describes the approximate time it will take to complete the task, if you are lucky, one year, if you are unlucky, you may not be able to say two or three years.

Luo Yan of the Thundering Mountain Range had heard people mention it when he was chatting with his senior brothers before, and it was north of the sect, about a month away from here.

He also saw the introduction of the lightning eagle in the book, the fourth-level cultivation is equivalent to the Qi training period, the body is gray, the fifth level is equivalent to the foundation building period, the sixth level is equivalent to the Jindan period, and the seventh-level transformation is equivalent to the Yuan Infant Stage Great Monk.

This task allows you to collect the core of the fourth-level lightning eagle, which is equivalent to fighting against a Qi cultivation period monk, which seems to be not very dangerous, but it will take some time.

Luo Yan thought that he didn't have anything now, and he just had a lot of time, so he could take this opportunity to go out and practice.

So he took out the identity token, took over the task, and then returned to the cave to pack up briefly, changed his clothes, found a rope, strung the dzi and put it on his arm, and set off.