Mu Wanfeng listened to the approaching voice, and thousands of horses galloped in her heart. He greeted the ancestors of these people from thirty-six generations to seventy-two generations, a total of one hundred and eight generations, and he still couldn't understand his hatred.

My life is declining, my life is not at the right time, my life is painful, and I am in chaos!

He tied the rice to his body again to prevent it from falling and causing unnecessary trouble. He also grabbed the trunk of the tree with both hands, and peeked in the direction from which the sound came.

Mu Wanfeng poured spiritual power into his eyes, playing the role of a name, but found that a large number of branches and leaves blocked his vision, and he could only see a faint light in the distance, flickering like a little starlight.

After a while, as the voice got closer, he knew that the little bit of light was actually a sword and a sword shadow. A large group of ** spirit beasts under the tree roared and chased after and attacked a group of black-clothed people.

The man in black retreated, while parrying the spirit beasts that rushed up, their spirit weapons were controlled to fly up and down, and the colorful sword qi crisscrossed them, which was actually very beautiful.

The Law of Edgeworth!

These black-clothed people turned out to be all monks above the Jindan stage!

Although the strength of the Jindan period is not the top in the Shenzhou Continent, it is also the mainstay, and there are forty or fifty of them, which together are almost as strong as the strength of the main peak of Yuntian Palace.

What is the purpose of gathering so many Jindan period monks to come to the core of Yandang Mountain? This unified black cloth should be someone from a certain sect......

Mu Wanfeng only hated that she had too little knowledge and couldn't see the identities of these people.

The battle between the spirit beast and the man in black was extremely fierce, and all kinds of moves emerged one after another, thunder and lightning struck, flames scurried, and the sound of air explosions from the impact was continuous, and the time was dazzling.

The weaker spirit beast was pierced by the flying spirit sword without paying attention, and died on the spot.

Some of the sword qi that was dodged by the spirit beast slashed at the trunk of the tree, like cutting tofu, and the tree surrounded by ten people squeaked and fell down diagonally, splashing leaves all over the sky.

Mu Wanfeng was frightened when he saw this scene, and it was not necessarily safe to stay in the trees, these sword qi that were not long-eyed would affect the pond fish if he was not careful.

If you fall, even if you don't get attacked, you will be trampled to death by these wolf-rushing spirit beasts.

Mu Wanfeng had to pray again to God who had never opened his eyes to him not to let him fall.

Sure enough, this time God still didn't let him go, and with a pop, a flying sword qi slashed obliquely into the big tree he was in, and the body of the tree tilted instantly.

Mu Wanfeng's heart was cold, it seemed that God had never given up joking with him.

Just when he was already desperate, the gradually tilting body of the tree actually stopped. Mu Wanfeng hugged the trunk of the tree tightly, not daring to make a move, and the flame of hope was rekindled in the dead heart.

He looked down cautiously, only to find that on the other side of the tree's tilt, a piece of bark had been torn apart, and it had not been completely cut off by the sword qi just now. At this time, the bark of the tree was hanging on the tree, preventing it from falling.

Mu Wanfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the spirit beast like a locust crossing below, and sighed. As long as he persevered a little longer, he would be able to avoid this catastrophe unharmed.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a spirit beast like a wild bull ran and hit the tree, and the heart he had just put down rose to his throat again.

The body of the tree shook violently, and began to tilt gradually, Mu Wanfeng's feet were hanging in the air, with nowhere to focus, only his hands were still grasping the trunk, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

Click!

The bark of the connected tree snapped and the tree fell.

At the moment when the tree fell to the ground, Mu Wanfeng jumped up, reduced the force of the dive, and landed smoothly on the ground.

Fortunately, when the big tree fell, the spirit beast had already gone away, and he didn't notice him behind him, which could be regarded as a thrill.

Mu Wanfeng was full of emotion for a while, but fortunately, the thighs were thick enough.

Listening to the sound that was fading away, he had some doubts in his heart. Although the strength of the spirit beasts and humans in the Jindan period is almost the same, except for the spirit beasts that have wings themselves, the rest cannot fly.

These people could obviously escape with the sword, but why would they retreat while dealing with the spirit beasts, and they had no intention of leaving.

Mu Wanfeng shook his head, what about these people, take care of him. In the end, I almost died because of them.

He found a big tree again, climbed it, and prepared to hide until dawn, and then make plans......

Following

Mu Wanfeng walked vigilantly in the core of Yandang Mountain, although he didn't know where the group of black-clothed people had led the spirit beasts, but he didn't dare to relax at all, who knew if the spirit beast group would suddenly turn around and come back.

In the middle of the wild goose, the traces of the black-clothed people and spirit beasts that had been ravaged last night were clearly visible, and the corpses of the spirit beasts could be seen everywhere, but none of the human corpses were found.

Mu Wanfeng picked up the corpses of some spirit beasts nearby and put them into the blue storage ring, and only the blue storage ring could put it down.

Almost all of these spirit beast corpses are in the Jindan period, although I don't know how much they are worth, but what is certain is that this is a huge fortune.

No wonder some people say that wealth is in danger, and he can't help but sigh a little......

Although it was not a problem to be able to obtain more spirit beast corpses and fill the blue storage ring along the traces of the spirit beasts that had been ravaged, Mu Wanfeng did not do that.

He was afraid that he would have the life to pick it up, but he would not have the life to use it.

Mu Wanfeng finally chose a path where there were no traces of spirit beasts stepping on it, and now as long as he can leave safely, he is thankful......

After a night of hustle and bustle of Yandang Mountain, it was extremely quiet at this time, insects and birds could not be heard, only Mu Wanfeng's own breathing could be heard, and the crisp sound of stepping on the fallen leaves.

The trees at the core of Yandang Mountain cover the sky and the sun, and it is difficult to discern the direction, and Mu Wanfeng does not dare to return along the same road, for fear of encountering the group of spirit beasts last night.

So every once in a while, he had to climb to the top of the tree to find his bearings.

Half an hour passed, Mu Wanfeng crossed the two peaks, and was about to walk out of the core of Yandang Mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, so he quickened his pace, and returned to his heart like an arrow.

The rice had already been put down by him, and the fart was following him closely.

At this time, Mu Wanfeng, deep in a valley, the trees are no longer as big as the core.

After walking for a while, it suddenly opened up, the trees were gone, and the grass was full of green, and the shallow grass was not over the back.

There is some mud ahead, there are puddles hidden on the ground, and there is a 100-zhang high mountain peak on each side.

Mu Wanfeng didn't have a clean place on her body now, her clothes were disheveled, tattered, and she couldn't take care of cleanliness, so she stepped into the puddle and walked over.

Just as he was about to walk out of this puddle, something appeared in front of him, making him look up to the sky and sigh......

Patches of small white flowers bloom delicately, the flowers are only the size of fingernails, the flowers are divided into three petals, and the grass blades below are also divided into three strands, fresh and lovely, isn't this the Qingxin grass he is looking for......

If he had found it earlier, he would have been on his way back to Yuntian Palace at this time, would there be so much more!

At this time, when he saw the Qingxin grass all over the ground, he didn't have much joy in his heart, but only a sense of helplessness to make people happy.

He would rather not see these pure heart grasses in the end, because he looked at it and his heart was clogged......

However, he didn't let go of these hateful things, and it took him half an hour to put all these pure heart grasses into the storage ring.

After receiving these Qingxin grasses, a rare smile finally appeared on Mu Wanfeng's face, and the depression after the war in the past few days was swept away.

He counted it, and there were more than 400 Qingxin grasses!

According to the requirements of the task, three Qingxin Grass can be exchanged for a bottle of lower-grade aura, and after returning to the sect, the Qingxin grass alone can be exchanged for more than a hundred bottles of lower-grade aura.

Moreover, there are also some spirit beast bones in the Jindan period, according to Wen Er, they can be exchanged for the Tongming Pavilion of Tianquan Peak.

"These two things should also be able to exchange a lot of aura, and they can be used for a while. Mu Wanfeng muttered to herself.

In fact, he could also use the pile of ore from the rice to exchange for aura, but he didn't want to do so until he found out the type of ore.

The reason is that he is afraid of taking out too many things to attract the attention of others, after all, wealth is not exposed.

In case someone has bad thoughts, and then follows them out of the sect like Hou Bing and them, they may not have such good luck this time.

After all, if you often walk by the river, there is no reason not to get your shoes wet, so the root cause of these disasters is to avoid them.

Just when Mu Wanfeng wanted to leave, the light dimmed, and a shadow suddenly appeared on the ground. He was suddenly vigilant in his heart, and when he looked up, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart......

A giant bird blocked half of the sky and was swooping down, staring at Mu Wanfeng with sharp eyes, the killing intent in his eyes sent chills down his spine.

He had seen this kind of momentum twice, once when Yao Guangfeng was peeping, and Xiang Xuelan exuded a cold killing intent. Another time was felt by Bai Wufang a few days ago, when he was smiling, but his eyes were full of coldness and indifference.

These three times have one thing in common, that is, it makes Mu Wanfeng feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart, because he can feel that they can kill themselves without much effort.

Mu Wanfeng couldn't afford to resist at all, so she turned around and fled.

In this clearing, his goal was too obvious, and he chose to flee to the wooded mountain on the right.

However, the speed of the giant bird was so fast that it was almost in the blink of an eye.

In a hurry, he suddenly remembered the scene of kneeling down to the peacock. So he lifted Millet back high and said hurriedly: "Millet, isn't it a bird, it's time for you to exude the aura of a king!

Millet stared at the giant bird and chirped, exuding that unique aura.

This kind of aura Mu Wanfeng felt very kind, which made the blood in his body speed up a lot, and the last time he was seriously injured, this kind of change was not experienced in detail.

After careful experience, I found that the blood in the body seemed to exude a mysterious power, although it was very faint, but it did exist. His own strength has been raised to a higher realm under the effect of mysterious power.

Combined with Xiaomi's appearance because of the jade flute, and the kindness shown in his mother's sarcophagus, Mu Wanfeng had more doubts in his heart.

What does millet have to do with me and my mother, and why does this breath speed up my blood flow and increase my strength?