Chapter 31: Return to the Sect

Zheng Feng blasted through the earth and stone formation, glanced at Yun Mo and the Nether Blood Wolf who were still fighting fiercely not far away, his face was happy, he really couldn't bear to disturb them, jumped into the dense forest on the side, and continued to run in the direction of Red Leaf Town.

Half an hour later, at the intersection of the Red Leaf Town, he appeared here panting, looking at the Spirit Beast Sect close at hand, and finally relaxed.

"It's really thrilling, but I still have to thank them!" Zheng Feng smiled bitterly, the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted, and he didn't know whether to thank the Netherworld Blood Wolf for chasing and killing, or thank Yun Mo for the ambush.

Rumble!!!

In the dense forest behind him, there was a sudden loud noise, releasing an astonishing fluctuation of spiritual power, but it disappeared without a trace immediately.

"Could it be that the Blood Demon is catching up?" Zheng Feng's face changed slightly, and he quickly rushed into the Red Leaf Town, running in the direction of the Spirit Beast Sect's gate.

In the dense forest, on the empty road, there was a black-robed man, and a nether blood wolf was squatting on one side, whining.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, and it wasn't a place we could go. The man in black gently touched the head of the Nether Blood Wolf and looked in the direction of the Spirit Beast Sect.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before I kill all the people of the Spirit Beast Sect and give it to you as food, hahaha......" The Blood Demon let out a rueful laugh, and at his feet, an unrecognizable corpse was lying.

The corpse was wrapped in a black coat, and underneath the black clothes was a layer of human skin and bones, as if it had been sucked dry of blood before it died.

Zheng Feng quickly took out the identity nameplate, shook it lightly towards the void in front of him, a narrow entrance appeared, dodged into it, and finally put his mind at ease, even if the other party was a blood demon, he didn't dare to break into the Spirit Beast Sect.

took out the willow leaf flying boat, and slowly flew towards his residence, just now he fled quickly, and now he feels a pain in his body, and his feet are still a little numb.

Touching the shriveled storage bag, the ten lower-grade spirit stones that he had just received were all used up just now. Eyes moved to the other two storage bags, which were the biggest takeaway from the mission.

After saying hello to Fu Bo, he returned to the room, thinking back to what happened just now, he felt a palpitation, or his cultivation was too weak, and when he encountered a stronger opponent, there was no room for resistance.

"It's still not strong enough!" Zheng Feng sighed and shook the fist in his hand, but his cultivation time was still short, and his heart was still full of confidence in the future.

"Blood Demon, and the old thief of Yuntu, today's revenge will definitely be returned in the future!" Zheng Feng's face flashed with hatred, and he secretly made up his mind in his heart, and then dragged his tired body, fell on the bed and slept well for a day, relieving his spirit that had been highly tense.

The way of cultivation is to relax one by one, and there is a degree of advance and retreat. It's a long road, down-to-earth, one step at a time.

On the top of the peak of the West Courtyard, in a luxurious palace, one of the side halls, Yuntai lives here.

"Are you sure you're right, Zheng Feng came back safe and sound?" Yuntai asked in surprise, with an incredulous expression on his face.

An ordinary outer disciple of the Western Courtyard stood down and said respectfully, "That's right, I have been guarding the position of the mountain gate and saw Zheng Feng return to his residence. ”

"Got it, this is a reward for you, go down!" Yun Tai's face changed slightly, and he threw out a small cloth bag containing more than a dozen spirit stones.

After this disciple retreated, Yun Tai hurriedly came to a side hall with a look on his face, and there were four long-legged copper lamps on both sides, and the flames on them flickered in the dark hall.

Here is the life card of the descendants of their Yun family, which is a special one-time consumable magic weapon with a trace of natal spirit attached to it.

Yun Tai didn't know why he came here, since he was defeated by Zheng Feng in a life-and-death battle last time, there had been a shadow of fear in his heart, so this time he only sent two guards to follow him for the ambush and assassination plan of Zheng Feng.

"It shouldn't be, Senior Brother Yun Mo is the strength of the early stage of foundation building, so he should have missed. Yun Tai muttered in a low voice, and found the place where Yun Mo's life card was placed, and there was a delicate small wooden box on it.

Yuntai held the small wooden box in his hand with trembling hands, and opened it gently, and the life card inside had turned into a pile of powder.

"Impossible!" Yun Tai exclaimed, with a frightened look on his face, closed the small wooden box in his hand, and quickly ran towards the main hall where Yun Tu was located.

Because of the underlying fear in his heart, he actually avoided this crisis, Yuntai was a little happy in his heart, and at the same time he was even more jealous of Zheng Feng.

At this time, Zheng Feng was lying quietly on the bed, comfortably immersed in sleep, the sun went down, and then slowly rose.

"Fauber, morning!"

The next morning, it was already the third watch, Zheng Feng woke up and washed up, changed into clean clothes, and saw that the yard was full of all kinds of flowers and plants, and Fu Bo was fiddling with a small pair of scissors.

"Your Highness, morning!" Fu Bo stood respectfully in a simple black cotton coat with a kind smile on his face.

"I've gone out beforehand!" Zheng Feng waved his hand, seeing Fu Bo's smile, he felt a very down-to-earth feeling in his heart.

The willow leaf flying boat slowly landed on the ground, and Zheng Feng landed on the square in front of the Wentian Tower, and came to the window where he received the task again.

"Receive the mission or return the mission?" was the black-clothed deacon, he glanced up at Zheng Feng and asked mechanically.

"Return the task, this is the credential required for the task. Zheng Feng took out two pig demon skins from the storage bag, along with his own identity nameplate, and handed them to the black-clothed deacon.

"It's ...... There are two pig demons?" The black-clothed deacon checked and found that there was a slight difference from the task recorded above.

Zheng Feng nodded, briefly explained the situation at that time, and at the same time told the matter of the black-clothed man washing Huangshi Village in blood, after all, this matter will definitely be discovered sooner or later, and speaking out now can save a lot of trouble in the future.

"This kind of thing happened, you wait a minute, I need to report this matter. The black-clothed deacon was taken aback, took out a communication charm and lit it, and it didn't take long for an old man in sackcloth to walk down from the upper floor.

"What's wrong?" asked the old man in Mai with a serious face, walked into the counter where he was working, and asked the black-clothed deacon who was summoning him.

As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of many people around him, and the disciples around him stayed away, obviously this person was quite prestigious.

"Elder Wang, take a look at this task. The black-clothed deacon respectfully handed the jade slip to the old man in Mai and briefly recounted the matter.

"Foundation Building Period Demon Cultivator, Massacre the Villagers?" After hearing this, the old man in Mai frowned slightly, turned to look at Zheng Feng outside, his expression was very serious, and he said, "Since you met the Foundation Building Period Demon Cultivator, how did you escape back?"

Zheng Feng showed indignation on his face, and roughly said the next thing, in order to increase his credibility, he could only pretend to be normal. In his previous life, he had experienced something a thousand times more dangerous than this, and when he encountered such a situation, he would not be afraid at all.

"You...... Is it Zheng Feng?" The old man in Mai stared at Zheng Feng with a strange face, and after listening to what happened, he didn't expect the Yun family to ambush and assassinate the disciples of the sect.

This kind of thing will definitely be dealt with by the Yun family secretly, and now that he has learned about it, the old man in Mai glanced coldly at the black-clothed deacon on the side, and was secretly annoyed in his heart, no one wants to interfere in this kind of thing.

The black-clothed deacon disciple standing on the side was shocked when he heard this, and when he saw the cold gaze of the old man in Mai, this kind of troublesome thing had been touched by him, and his heart was dead.

After that, the old man in Mai briefly asked Zheng Feng a few questions, and after understanding the whole thing clearly, he said to the black-clothed deacon: "I will send someone to investigate this matter, you can go and get busy." ”

Then he turned and walked up the stairs on the second floor, quickly disappearing around the corner. When the black-clothed deacon saw the old man in Mai leave, he sat down on the chair again, and when he saw Zheng Feng still standing outside, he felt very bad in his heart.

The black-clothed deacon said coldly: "Give me your identity nameplate, and if this matter is confirmed, you will be rewarded separately." ”

"Then thank you, brother. Zheng Feng smiled slightly, handed the identity plate to the black-clothed deacon, this matter is over, even if it is found out that Han Jiang is also missing in Huangshi Village, he can completely push it to the blood demon.

When he thought of Huangshi Village, Zheng Feng thought of Cai'er, that cute and beautiful little girl, at a young age, died at the hands of the blood demon like this, and felt a pang of regret in his heart.

After leaving Wentianlou, Zheng Feng stood on the willow leaf flying boat, playing with the identity nameplate in his hand, and there were three hundred more contribution points in it, and threw it into the storage bag casually, and flew towards his small building.

Back at the residence, Zheng Feng came directly to the secret room and sat cross-legged. In front of him was a low stone platform, and he reached out and untied three palm-sized bags from his waist and placed them on top of the stone platform.

Reaching out and picking up Han Jiang's storage bag, his divine sense did not encounter any obstacles, and easily entered it, pouring out all the things.

Suddenly, a large number of bottles and cans fell to the ground, Zheng Feng sorted it out, and put thirty-six lower-grade spirit stones in a pile, some elixirs and spiritual materials, as well as a yellowed animal skin, and a small black sword.

This is all Han Jiang's belongings, he received the thirty-six low-grade spirit beasts into another storage bag, picked up the small black sword, and put it in his hand to observe.

This is just a very ordinary medium-grade magic weapon, he now has the best magic weapon Xuan Turtle Shield defense, and he just lacks an attack magic weapon in his hand.

Sword cultivation, Zheng Feng's memory slowly emerged in his mind, that group of people were all battle maniacs, who regarded flying swords as life, and their attacks were super strong in battle, and their defenses were much weaker than those of other monks.

Zheng Feng didn't have much research on sword cultivation, but he was very familiar with their attack methods, although he couldn't cast some flying sword secret techniques, but some simple sword attack methods were still no problem.

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