A few days later, in the air a few miles away from the Fengyun Sect, there was a huge fan floating, and on the fan sat a handsome young man, this man was Yang Mingyang, who had left the sect and was preparing to practice. After leaving Fengyunmen, he first went to the Bright Moon Alliance, stayed in the alliance for more than a month, stayed at Sunset Peak most of the night, lived in the thatched hut in front of the tomb of Duanmu Jiyue, and had a chat with several elders in the alliance during the day, or instructed some disciples of the Dan Academy to make alchemy, and occasionally answered some doubts in the cultivation of low-level disciples. During these days in the Bright Moon Alliance, the disciples in the alliance liked this young alliance leader very much, because compared with several elders who were often serious and strict with them, this alliance leader was the most affinity. This made Chen Shou and the other elders extremely depressed, the alliance leader was a good person, and he and the others were only evildoers.

During this time in the alliance, Yang Mingyang lived a very comfortable life, did not cultivate much, and lived a relaxed and comfortable life that was rare for self-cultivation immortals. But he did not indulge in this pleasure, and after a month, he embarked on the road of training as originally planned. I walked all the way to the northeast, passed through several towns, participated in several auctions, and did not buy anything good. I heard that there was a misty swamp thousands of miles away in the northeast, where many spirit grasses grew, and I thought that my Bailing Pill needed a lot of spirit grass, so I decided to try my luck.

The misty swamp is a place where danger and opportunity coexist, it is obscured by the fog all the year round, and it is easy for those who enter to get lost, and they may fall into the swamp and cannot get out, the most dangerous thing is that there are many fierce monsters hidden in the fog or swamp, which may give a fatal attack to those who enter at any time. Although this misty swamp was full of dangers, many rare spirit grasses, materials, and demon pills could be obtained from it, so there were still many immortal cultivators who continued to enter, because for them, the temptation of strength and immortality outweighed the fear of danger.

Yang Mingyang is also a person who is not afraid of danger, at this time, he is in the edge of the misty swamp, relying on his powerful divine sense to probe the situation inside. Not to mention, the climatic conditions of this misty swamp were really suitable for the growth of spirit grass, and after a while, Yang Mingyang found several spirit grasses needed to refine the Bailing Pill. After picking a few spiritual grasses, he was in a very good mood, and when he was about to continue deeper, he suddenly felt a spiritual power fluctuation not far away. Through the observation of divine sense, the monk who had sent a five-fold qi refining seemed to be being chased by someone, and was fleeing in a hurry, and the fleeing monk also found Yang Mingyang, and immediately turned around and ran towards Yang Mingyang's location. The monk also flew with his sword, shouting: "Daoist friend help, someone is chasing and killing me!" The monk arrived in front of Yang Mingyang, but did not stop, and fled to Yang Mingyang's rear, but he didn't escape far, a golden light flew in, shooting directly from his back, and after a miserable scream, the monk fell from the air and fell motionless. Immediately afterward, five monks chased after him from behind, picked up the storage bag on the monk's body on the ground, and a flash of fire burned the corpse to ashes.

Yang Mingyang witnessed all this happening in front of him, and he didn't move, the monk who had fled earlier obviously wanted to drag himself into the battle circle, and he took the opportunity to escape, so seeing that this person was in danger, he didn't help. At this time, he looked at the five monks who were chasing after him, two of them were seven levels of qi refining, and three were in the middle stage of qi refining, wearing all kinds of clothes, obviously a few loose cultivators. He ignored the group of monks and continued to walk in the direction of a spirit grass a hundred meters away.

What Yang Mingyang didn't expect was that as soon as he took a few steps, these people quickly caught up and surrounded him. The middle-aged monk who led the Qi refining sevenfold eagle hooked nose said in a vicious voice: "Boy, when you meet my Yanshan Wujie and still want to leave, obediently hand over the storage bag, Lao Tzu will give you a good time, don't be like that kid just now, run desperately, that's not a death!" As soon as Eagle Hook nose's words fell, several people next to him laughed. Seeing this situation, Yang Mingyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, he used the breathing technique he had just learned to hide his cultivation, and at this time, he only showed the cultivation of the sixfold qi refining, but he didn't expect to attract a group of thieves who didn't open their eyes. He touched his nose and said lightly: "Young Master is in a good mood today, I don't want to worry about you, let's go!"

Yang Mingyang's indifferent attitude made the hook nose hesitate, but after a moment's pause, there was a fierce light in his eyes. He said to a few people beside him: "This person is a disciple of Fengyun Sect, the disciples of the big sect are not as poor as us, brothers, move neatly, don't leave any traces, and withdraw immediately after doing it." As he spoke, he took out a medium-grade metallic spear and rushed directly towards Yang Mingyang, and the rest of the people did not hesitate, each took out the magic weapon in his hand and attacked Yang Mingyang. Seeing that these people didn't know whether they were alive or dead, of course Yang Mingyang would not be polite to them, the aura on his body soared, and he resumed the cultivation of the eightfold qi refining, and an ice shield appeared out of thin air, blocking these attacks. Immediately after, Xiao Yi in the spirit beast bag rushed out, and the aggressive it quickly pounced towards the three mid-stage Qi refining monks. And Yang Mingyang himself, at the same time, sacrificed the Yan Lie Fan and the Broken Mountain Moon, and at the same time attacked the Eagle Hook Nose and the other Qi Refining Sevenfold Water Spirit Root Female Cultivator with a good face. Seeing that Yang Mingyang showed the eightfold cultivation of qi refining, the two knew that they had kicked the iron plate this time, but at this time it was too late to regret it, so they had to grit their teeth and fight with Yang Mingyang. Yang Mingyang's monk is taller than the two, and the magic weapon is also better than the other party, and he deliberately chooses the attack magic weapon that just restrains the two, so one against two can not fall behind, but because he is a five-spirit root, it is not easy to defeat the other party.

However, it is much more difficult for the three monks who are cultivating in the middle of Qi refining to deal with Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi is a first-order late-stage demon beast, and its qualifications after serving the Five Spirit Fruits are the top among the spirit beasts, and the general demon beasts of the same level are not its opponents, not to mention the three mid-stage Qi refining monks holding low-grade magic weapons. Not long after, Xiao Yi burned a monk to a charred corpse with a fireball, and bit off the head of a monk in one bite, leaving a monk who saw this, he was frightened, and immediately turned around and fled, but his speed was much slower than Xiao Yi, and he was chased and killed by Xiao Yi after a while.

After solving the three mid-stage Qi Refining Cultivators, Xiao Yi immediately turned around and dealt with the two Qi Refining Sevenfold Cultivators with Yang Mingyang. Eagle Hook Nose saw that the two of them couldn't gain the upper hand against Yang Mingyang, and another spirit beast from the late first order came, knowing that he couldn't get benefits. He said loudly to the female cultivator beside him: "Second sister, the situation is not in our favor, now we have to fight with them!" After speaking, he smashed out a few spirit runes, and turned around and fled when this female cultivator attacked one man and one beast. But Yang Mingyang, who had been prepared, danced with a fierce fan in his hand, and a fire sword directly killed him on the spot. Seeing the situation, the remaining female cultivator was so frightened that her soul flew away, and she hurriedly resisted and was soon killed by a sword shot from Po Shan Yue. Eliminating these few blind guys, Yang Mingyang put away their storage bags and got nearly ten thousand spirit stones and some spirit grass, one of the materials caught his attention, this material is iron wood that has grown for thousands of years, and it is a good material for refining wood attribute magic weapons, Yang Mingyang happened to lack good magic weapons with wood attributes, so he put it away very happily.