There is a saying in the world that immortals do not eat fireworks in the world, after many years of cultivation, as the old people around them gradually leave, their feelings become indifferent, especially the monks who have cultivated to the perfect realm without leaking their true bodies, and they are quite restrained in these seven emotions and six desires.

A furious roar came from the sky, and a middle-aged black-clothed monk, stepping on a silver flying sword, hovered in mid-air, at this moment he and the silver corpse had lost the slightest connection.

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged monk changed direction and flew towards the zombie's cave, intending to collect the elixir and go to find the two little beasts later.

This place is only a few hundred miles away from the Zombie Cave, and half an hour is enough for a monk who walks on a sword.

While gritting his teeth, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, and his feet were a little faster, the middle-aged monk's face was a little pale, in order to hurry, he had been casting secret methods, at this moment the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted, he hesitated for a while, and finally a majestic elixir appeared in his hand, swallowed it in one gulp, and in an instant, the middle-aged monk's face flushed for a while, and the slow and shaking flying sword under his feet became fast and calm again.

At this time, in the heart of the middle-aged monk, Ling Feng had already been sentenced to death, that kid was really hateful, as for the girl, he was an evil cultivator, a beautiful woman, in his hands, life was better than death.

Ling Feng hurriedly pulled up the whole Lingqing grass, and in his jade space, there was also a jade box, which was the one that contained Qianye Red at the beginning, he thought at the time, he could hold the Xuan-level spirit grass, presumably the jade box must be extraordinary, and later learned that it was called a jade box, which was very common, and it was specially used to place the spirit grass, which could preserve the medicinal properties.

It turned out that after cultivating the five-pole sword, I thought about collecting materials for refining flying swords and formation diagrams, and there were some spirit grasses in them, and I also planned to buy some jade boxes, but unfortunately, after inquiring about myself, I actually asked for ten spirit stones, and I didn't have half a hair at that time, so I forgot about it.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng decided that after going back, pots and pots, jade boxes and medicine necessities, buy them well, he still has eight hundred and fifty spirit stones, and they are just spirit stones on his body, even if he wants to buy some rare and expensive materials, according to the current situation, there are some things that should be bought or must be bought, be prepared, and get twice the result with half the effort.

A jade box was in Ling Feng's hand, loaded and loaded, only enough for ten plants, no matter how much it couldn't fit at all, Ling Feng glanced at Liu Hanyan, the other party had obviously stared at the elixir below, and instantly understood what he meant.

I saw ten jade boxes appear in her hand, each jade box was placed with three elixirs, a total of thirty elixirs, and the elixirs in this place were thoroughly dug up, Liu Hanyan licked her tongue, a little unsatisfied, Ling Feng trembled, this scene seemed to be very familiar, but I couldn't remember it clearly.

Ling Feng closed his eyes, released his divine sense, searched thoroughly, and saw that this zombie cave mansion had no other particularly spiritual items except for the special cold, so he beckoned Liu Hanyan to leave quickly.

Liu Hanyan was also a decisive person, and he left the cave with Ling Feng in an instant.

Half an hour later, in front of the entrance of the zombie cave, a silver-white light was put away, and the middle-aged monk finally arrived here in a hurry, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the depths of the cave.

I saw him striding meteor, walking hundreds of feet in two or three steps, very similar to the legendary shrinking inch, to the depths of the cave, the middle-aged monk sneered, fortunately he misled the two little beasts in advance.

With a wave of his hand, the ground in the depths of the cave slowly cracked, revealing a formation disk, and the middle-aged monk gently held it in his hand and stroked it:

"Two fledgling little beasts, but they don't know that the most precious thing is this array disk, which is a strange treasure comparable to a Dao treasure, and it is the key to constructing a large array."

For the monks above the foundation, even a hundred or a thousand yellow-level rhombic grasses could not match this array.

After collecting the array, the middle-aged monk walked out of the cave, stepped on the sword, and came to the place where Ling Feng and the silver corpse fought, the monk sniffed over and over again, and the zombie had a virtue, and a little spiritual light flashed in his right hand, and wiped it towards his eyes, and suddenly, the eyes of the middle-aged monk flashed with a strange red light.

The loss of the silver corpse, thirty years of hard work in vain, it is impossible not to feel distressed, it is impossible not to be angry, the middle-aged monk carefully discovered that the fragments of the Xingchen Sword should be left behind by Liu Hanyan, and he stared at it for a long time, and his mouth made a cold sound:

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Dao Sect, looking at the fluctuation of aura, it should be an outer disciple, very good"

The middle-aged monk, found out what he wanted to know, stepped on the flying sword, but did not go in the direction he came, but went elsewhere, it turned out that his silver corpse was more than one, this time he came out, ready to look around, his seven doom array was almost completed.

The cold light flashed, and the old man who was in a hurry suddenly felt in his heart, and the escape light stopped abruptly, narrowly avoiding the sword, and obviously felt that the strength was much higher than his own, the middle-aged monk, once again drove the escape, and fled, and the sword behind him did not seem to have the intention of killing it all, and a reversal in the air flew in the direction where it came.

A monk with a crane hair and a childish face, relying on the weakness to resist the wind, stood abruptly in the air like that, looked at the middle-aged monk from a distance, did not pursue, raised his hand to hold the flying sword that flew back upside down, and disappeared into the air.

I don't know how long he fled, the middle-aged monk didn't dare to look back, his whole body sweated like rain, at this moment, he couldn't fly anymore, his face had long since lost the arrogance when he came, only a thick panic remained, put away the light, and hid in a hidden cave, so, after five or six days, quietly got out, "Bah", spit out the yellow sand in his mouth, revealing a pair of eyes that chose people and devoured the ground, and said viciously:

"A good Daoist Sect, not only destroyed my silver corpse, but also made me so embarrassed", he was afraid of that high-level monk in his heart, but he really couldn't swallow this evil breath, and secretly decided in his heart that when his Seven Doom Array was completed, he would definitely find the Daoist Sect, kill two little beasts, and let out this evil breath.

After thinking about it, the middle-aged monk flew in the direction of the previous one, at this moment, he only wanted to keep the rest of the silver corpses, and there could be no more mistakes.

Ling Feng and Liu Hanyan naturally didn't know that the two of them had passed by death, and at this time they had obtained the elixir, and they were happily hurrying, leaving the village and the cave far away, and after realizing that it was no longer dangerous, both of them collapsed, and Liu Hanyan fell into Ling Feng's arms.

Liu Hanyan stretched out a finger as white as jade, blocked Ling Feng's lips, and leaned quietly on Ling Feng's arms, the breeze blew, and a clicking sound sounded, Ling Feng was slightly stunned, but Liu Hanyan did not move at all, he did not move, or it may be that his mind was overworked, Ling Feng's eyes were blurred, and he slowly fell asleep.

Ling Feng was too tired, he slept for a day and a night, and when he woke up, there was no Liu Hanyan beside him, only one letter remained, five jade boxes, Ling Feng wiped the tip of his nose helplessly, and there were naturally fifteen lingqing grasses in the jade box, picked up the letter, read it, and after a while, sighed meaningfully.

There were still more than ten days left before Liu Hanyan's trial, Ling Feng came to a market, asked for directions, and rushed towards the small and dilapidated courtyard in the depths of his heart.

Before Liu Hanyan left, he left a letter, informing him that two months later would be the outer disciple Dabi, let him be careful, and at the same time, let him rush back as soon as possible, this trial killed two people in the top 100 existence, the sect will definitely not give up, she has broken through the eighth layer and promoted to the inner sect, the sect will naturally not trouble her.

The implication is that the sect may find trouble for itself, Ling Feng is a little unclear, but after thinking about it, he understands that the relationship is complicated in front of the outer gate, and it is also a good choice to find a scapegoat or a punching bag to calm the grievances of all parties, and it seems that he is the most suitable one.

Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and rivers and lakes, I have never left.