"Forty seven-leaf clovers, eighty three-tailed lotus......"

Chenluo looked at the piles of elixirs in front of him, and this beauty in his heart, dozens of varieties of elixirs have been cultivated to a year of about two hundred years, which is enough for him to practice alchemy.

Chenluo didn't collect all the elixirs, he was going to continue to cultivate the remaining elixirs for more than a thousand years, so that he could exchange them for spirit stones.

Although these cultivated elixirs are all ordinary goods, once a thousand years have passed, they are not ordinary.

After being busy for the past few months, he finally got a harvest, and Chenluo planned to make the following plan, that is, to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Qingyun Sect.

Chenluo's recent cultivation has found a very cruel problem, that is, the problem of his spiritual root qualification, it is really very slow, because there is too much spiritual energy needed, simply by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and advancing again, the ghost knows that it will be the year of the monkey.

If you want to improve quickly, it seems that you have to rely on pills to speak, Chenluo wants to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to get a few pills suitable for his current realm, of course, he also wants to go over to ask Fairy Yuxin, but as soon as this idea pops up, he is vetoed by himself.

There is no other reason, he is a fool who can't even purify the elixir, and he doesn't care about people to ask for pills, and no one will doubt it.

Moreover, Chenluo has another important idea, that is, since he can't improve his cultivation in the short term, he can only take another path, Chenluo really doesn't believe in evil, and his magic cultivation qualifications are not very good, so is there no other magic to cultivate?

Having made up his mind, Chenluo quickly packed the collected elixirs into boxes and put them in storage bags, of course, in the storage bag obtained from Voldemort, still hidden in his arms.

Chenluo only hung the storage bag given by the fairy in his waist around his waist, and there were only some ordinary items in it to cover people's eyes and ears, but there was a storage bag hanging on his waist, which was also a symbol of status, ordinary disciples, but few people could have this thing.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in a place called Feiyun Peak in the west of the Qingyun Sect, it is said that the Feiyun Peak is the most prosperous place in the Qingyun Sect, where there are not only the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but also the Alchemy Pavilion, the task release area, the Fang Market and other functional areas.

casually took out a short sword from the storage bag, this sword is the one given by the fairy in the heart, Chenluo has already refined it, after several studies, Chenluo has also understood, sure enough, this sword is just a standard flying sword, the refining technique is very rough, and it can't be compared with the nether sword he got from Voldemort.

A mana hit the flying sword, and I saw that the short sword suddenly bloomed with green light, instantly turning into a meter long, enough to be a foot wide, and the blue light was dense, suspended in the air.

Chenluo jumped up, a little flying sword on his toes, the whole company with a sword, instantly shot out, a few feet away from the valley, Chenluo took out a token, and shook the prohibition of the valley, a golden light shot out, and the prohibition full of fog instantly appeared a passage that only allowed one person to pass.

Chenluo's figure did not stop, and flew out directly, and the passage behind him quickly disappeared, turning into dense clouds and mist again.

Leaving the valley and slightly discerning the following directions, Chenluo flew directly away with the sword, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, after all, this is his true sense of flying.

Although this flying sword is far from being as high and fast as the Ziyang Patriarch led him to fly at the beginning, even the Jade Lotus of the Heart Fairy cannot be compared, and the flying sword under his feet can only carry himself more than a dozen battles high from the ground, and the speed is also very slow, but Chenluo is still very satisfied.

Along the way, Chen Luo also met a few fellow disciples who also controlled different shapes of flying magic weapons, but the flight speed of those same doors was much faster than his own, obviously, the flying magic weapons under his feet were much more high-end than his own.

And those fellow disciples saw Chenluo flying so slowly, and they also knew that although the identity of the other party was not comparable to those ordinary disciples, because ordinary disciples did not have flying magic weapons, but in the same way, controlling such inferior flying magic weapons, their status would not be high, so they had no intention of coming up to talk.

Chen Luo sneered in his heart, this immortal cultivation world and his original world seem to be no different, it is still so realistic.

For more than an hour, Chenluo saw a very huge mountain peak in the distance, hovering in mid-air, and Chenluo only glanced at it and knew that it was Feiyun Peak.

Sure enough, it is worthy of its name, and Chenluo sighed in his heart that there is nothing strange in the world, only to see that Feiyun Peak is far away, it is a huge stone that is too big to describe, but, for some reason, this stone is actually floating in the air, full of smoke and clouds, just like a fairyland.

Chenluo controlled the flying sword and flew over at one end, compared to the volume of the Flying Cloud Peak, he was even inferior to the dust in the air, and it was extremely small.

"Stop, please show your identity and enter Feiyun Peak again!"

Just as Chenluo approached an entrance of Feiyun Peak, two disciples suddenly flew out from the entrance of Feiyun Peak, and their cultivation was impressively at the fifth level of the Qi refining stage, and they stopped him.

Chenluo hurriedly stopped, stood on his flying sword, took out his identity token from the storage bag, and with a flick of his hand, the token flew over and was caught by one of the tall monks.

"Danxia Valley, Chenluo, named disciple!Hey, why am I so familiar with this name?"

The tall monk looked at Chenluo again with his eyes, confirming that he had not seen each other before, and he was even more surprised in his heart, the name Chenluo was too familiar.

"Chenluo, how come I hear this name so familiar, wait, Senior Brother Sutong, isn't this person the Danxia Mountain, the waste that made a fuss a few days ago?"

At this moment, the slightly shorter young monk suddenly raised his eyebrows, and whispered to the tall monk, although the voice was small, but it also made Chenluo hear it clearly.

Chenluo's face sank, and his heart was furious, one was surprised that he was so famous, and the other was that this fame was so angry, and the other party obviously didn't put himself in his eyes, and actually called himself a waste in front of himself, which is really ......

"Two senior brothers, I don't know if I can go in?"

Chenluo didn't want to be troubled, and he didn't want to be like these two watchdogs, so he directly reminded the other party coldly.

"Oh, the identity is no problem, but if you want to enter Feiyun Peak, you need to pay the fee of four primary spirit stones, Feiyun Peak is not a place where cats and dogs can enter!"

"Hehe, two senior brothers, can't I be a bully? Ordinary disciples naturally need to pay the fee to enter Feiyun Peak, but junior brother, I am a disciple of the dignified Danxia Valley, do I also need it? I don't know, when did this Qingyun Sect have such rules!"

Chenluo tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, but still said coldly.

"Hehe, it's just a registered disciple, what's so amazing, less nonsense, if you have a spirit stone, go in, if you don't have a spirit stone, where did the junior brother come from, it's better to go back obediently, this is not a place where you can go wild!"

The tall monk named Su Tong had a sarcastic face, and although the shorter monk next to him did not speak, he was also full of mana, with a look of ill intentions, squinting his small eyes, staring at Chenluo tightly.

"Haha, good, good! It's really two watchdogs, dogs look down on people!"

Chenluo suddenly laughed, and his figure suddenly shot out, heading straight for the two monks who were close at hand!