Chen Feng shook his head with his hands and got up from the ground, and only after a short period of distraction did he recall what had just happened, and immediately released all his divine thoughts to sweep his whole body, and after checking three or four times, he couldn't find any problems, only the secret wounds left by the battle with Yang Qiong and the others just now. But the weird and miserable laughter of the corpse before the coma just now Chen Feng remembered it vividly, and it was definitely not an illusion, so he hurriedly looked at the corpse of Nie Shubin, the corpse that was still lying on the ground before had now turned into a pile of bone powder!

Such a strange thing Chen Feng encountered for the first time, this matter was by no means simple, what happened when he was unconscious?!

The crescent moon blood red mark on his hand always reminded Chen Feng of what had just happened. When Chen Feng put his hand on the pile of bone powder, a strange man's voice suddenly reached Chen Feng's ears.

"The blood curse erupts every three months, and the foundation building monk who kills and robs me of my elixir within fifty years ••••••••• is doomed!"

"Who?"

Chen Feng immediately traced the surroundings, but he couldn't find any trace of the monk, and finally stared at the pile of bone powder in disbelief. The crescent moon red mark on his wrist suddenly became scorching and unbearable, and then it spread all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to lift the Huoyun Sword, and the mana calmed down several times without the slightest effect! Fortunately, the burning came and went quickly, and it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, but if you look closely, you will find that the crescent moon red mark seems to have grown a little stronger.

After a quarter of an hour, the sound was not heard, and everything seemed to be calm again. However, Chen Feng's face did not improve in the slightest, and it was gloomy and dripping water. It wasn't until the end that Chen Feng sighed faintly.

"There really is no chance in the world for no reason! I, Chen Feng, swear here, if I can be fortunate to build a foundation in this life, I will definitely •••••• the blade."

Chen Feng solemnly swore a demonic oath towards the bone powder of the corpse of "Nie Shubin", promising to avenge him before turning around and leaving. If this trip can successfully find the Tibetan flower, Chen Feng will also have a trace of the possibility of building a foundation, and will undoubtedly face the test of the demons, if this oath is just a false hypothesis, it will definitely be eaten by the demons, and there is no hope of building a foundation in this life! Therefore, Chen Feng made this oath is also an explanation of getting this opportunity.

"Money is not easy"

The strange voice resurfaced, and Chen Feng nodded and left here, leaving this place of bone powder.

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Having obtained the most precious opportunity in the cave, Chen Feng did not continue to stay here, and quickly left here after searching the cave again. Before leaving, Chen Feng still made the Huoyun Sword completely collapse this cave, burying it deep underground, and at the same time using a large number of trapping talismans to sink it into the earth.

Sitting on the Yunyi Boat, Chen Feng heard the roar of the beast not far away again, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, the territory of the demon beast has always been wide, and the demon beast naturally does not stay in one place for a long time, and these demon beasts seem to have been staying here. This matter was so awkward, Chen Feng simply flew over on the cloud wing boat to find out.

In this bamboo field, there are more than ten Chiqing beasts!

Chi Qing beast's head is like a hairy lion, its body is two feet long, and it has deadly tail spines, which contain highly poisonous, even if an immortal cultivator is stung by it, his body will be seriously unwell, and his mana will not work smoothly. However, generally speaking, Chiqing beasts live in swampy areas, ambush those passing demon beasts or immortal cultivators, and suddenly appear here, I am afraid that they are also forcibly enslaved. With the ability and time, except for the Mi family, Chen Feng can't think of anyone else, this should be another means left by Mi Yuan for this expedition, but unfortunately he died too early, and he was stillborn before he could make a move.

"People have their own harvest for evil!"

The Fire Cloud Sword slashed out in an instant, cutting off most of the golden chain that imprisoned the Chi Qing Beast, and he quickly left here with the Yun Yizhou, as for what happened to these imprisoned demon beasts, Chen Feng didn't have the ability to care anymore, but the sealing spirit chains that blocked their demon yuan had been destroyed by Chen Feng, and it was not a problem to get out of trouble. Chen Feng is not a good person, so he naturally has some calculations in doing so••••••

Sitting on the top of the Yunyi boat, Chen Feng overlooked the tiny bamboo city below, watching it slowly disappear into the sunset, and couldn't help but sigh lightly. This time, the only Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator of the Mi family fell, and Mi Fanxue did not know whether he was alive or dead, and it was still unknown whether the two brothers of the Mi family could continue to survive in this area full of demon beasts.

The Cloud Wing Boat turned into a blue light and disappeared into the sky, leaving a quiet city below.

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Chen Feng stood on top of a towering ancient tree with a dusty face, the blue-clothed Taoist robe on his body was shabby, but at this time, Chen Feng stared at the Fang Market that appeared in front of him, but his face was bright, after two months of hurrying, Chen Feng almost couldn't digest the amazing harvest he got from Nie Hai Dragon Cave Mansion, naturally he knew how eye-catching his harvest was, in order to avoid those unnecessary disasters, Chen Feng did not choose to return along the way he came, but tried to choose a remote place to hurry, and even did not dare to continue the cultivation of the Sealing Spirit Blood Talisman.

However, many of the spiritual herbs found had a serious loss of medicinal effect, and they had to be repurchased, and this Fang Market was the first Fang Market that Chen Feng found along the way!

Stepping into Fang City, Chen Feng did not hide his true appearance this time, the momentum of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining was completely released, in a strange realm, strength is always the best deterrent, especially in this kind of small Fang City, the monk of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining is the peak. Without paying too much attention to the other monks around him, Chen Feng found the most prosperous area in Fang City and walked over.

"Why is your Zhiling Pill still so expensive! Now that the demon beasts in various places are rioting violently, and the spirit stones cultivated by the monks are even more scarce, how can your Zhiling Pill be traded in this way, you might as well lower the price a little." ”

"Hmph, you know a lot, and in that case, I don't talk nonsense. I'm telling you, if you can't afford it, don't interfere with other monks here, this price is already the lowest price, and the next time you come, I'm afraid all the pills here will go up!"

"You!"

As soon as Chen Feng walked into the largest shop here, he heard the monks inside arguing, for Chen Feng's arrival, those monks glanced at Chen Feng's cultivation voice and couldn't help but slowly lower their voices, and a servant immediately welcomed Chen Feng in from the side.

"This fellow Daoist doesn't know what he wants to buy, our Red Lotus Pavilion Pill Artifact Fu Li, etc. are all at the top level in this city!

Chen Feng didn't answer when he heard this, he stroked his jaw and carefully looked at the magic weapon pills placed here in the Red Lotus Pavilion, the quality was not bad, the ordinary pills in the Qi refining period were basically available, and there were many types of magic weapons to choose from, and overall Chen Feng was quite satisfied.

Seeing the servant's unconcealed expression, Chen Feng didn't care much, and stretched out his hand to hand him a jade slip that had already been prepared.

"Look at how many spirit grasses you have in this shop!"

The servant monk also had a fourth-level Qi refining cultivation, so he was naturally able to probe his divine thoughts into the jade slip, so he couldn't help but carefully examine the content on it.

"What! Daoist friend is serious?"

The servant exclaimed, and focused the eyes of the monks in the shop, wondering what was going on. However, the servant also reacted immediately, hurriedly covered his mouth, and respectfully invited Chen Feng to the secret room on the second floor.

"Daoyou, please wait a while, the spiritual grass that Daoyou needs is too cherished, I will go and call the attic master. ”

Chen Feng naturally had no opinion, nodded and waited here quietly.

The servant knew that Chen Feng was a great patron, so he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and soon brought a middle-aged monk with a slightly round body.

"Daoist friends have been waiting for a long time, I am Shangguan Yu, the chief of this Red Lotus Pavilion, I don't know if the spirit grass that you need is really the type mentioned on the jade slip? ”

Chen Feng took a sip of spiritual tea, his face was calm and calm, and there was no change.

"This is natural, if the Taoist friend agrees too quickly, I will doubt the sincerity of your pavilion, it is normal to be cautious, but what I need, the jade slip is very clear!"