Chapter Twenty-Four: The Rebellion of the Pig Demon

Rumble!

As soon as the fireball was thrown, it burst with a loud bang, Zheng Feng fortunately released the spiritual power of the body protection in time, but the spiritual power shield on the surface was also in danger, and it was almost blown up.

"The power is good, come again!" Zheng Feng smiled slightly, a failed fireball has such great power, if it is successfully condensed, it is estimated that he will not dare to resist.

Relying on the experience of his previous life for three hundred years, although he had not practiced any spells, he was well-informed, and many problems that arose in the casting of spells were easily solved by him.

Fireball!

After practicing for a while, Zheng Feng snorted lightly, and the spiritual power of his right hand quickly condensed, forming a crimson fireball, feeling the terrifying high temperature in it, his right hand waved lightly, turning into a crimson streamer and flying out.

Rumble!!!

A big tree ten meters away exploded in an instant, and the flames spread, and the five or six meter tall tree disappeared in a few minutes, turning into a pile of ashes.

"Almost seven or eight fireballs can be emitted, and the spiritual power will be exhausted. Zheng Feng roughly estimated, but he was not satisfied with the current results, the casting speed was too slow, if he encountered a moving object, accuracy was very important, and he could only practice more.

Then Zheng Feng gently pressed his hand to the ground, silently recited the incantation in his mouth, a green light flashed in the palm of his hand, and the grass around him began to grow wildly, and in a blink of an eye, it twisted into a vine more than one meter high, like a python, writhing wildly in the air.

Five minutes passed after the right hand left the ground, and the vines that had grown slowly withered and finally turned into a pile of powder and scattered in the air.

"The duration is too short, and the strength of the vines needs to be improved. Zheng Feng checked it and said to himself.

In the end, he pinched the trick with both hands, and released the wind spell on himself, and instantly felt that his body had no weight, and his whole body was light and fluttering. When the body moves, only a vague figure can be seen, constantly changing positions.

Zheng Feng's heart moved, the spirit pattern of the black boots under his feet flashed, and the spiritual power was injected into it, and the speed became faster, and only a faint afterimage could be seen.

At this time, the speed is almost three times that of usual, his figure shuttles quickly between the mountains and forests, constantly changing direction to avoid the branches of the trees, he has to adapt to this speed, in the real battle, in order to exert all his strength.

After a while, the mana in his body bottomed out, and Zheng Feng could only helplessly meditate on his knees, absorbing the surrounding aura to recover. As for the ten low-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, although the use of spirit stones can speed up the recovery, it is still very precious to him who has no source of income now.

After spending three days practicing these three low-level spells, and now that he was able to release them proficiently, Zheng Feng prepared to go to Wentian Tower.

The Bigu Dan in the storage bag has been eaten, the spirit stone has been in a state of poverty, and the rules of the Spirit Beast Sect stipulate that every year the outer disciple needs to hand in one hundred contribution points, so he must go to pick up some tasks and earn contribution points. If you have extra contribution points, you can also post tasks or exchange them for some treasures.

Zheng Feng patted the storage bag lightly, stepped on the willow leaf flying boat, and the spiritual power was injected into it, and the willow leaf flying boat slowly rose, and then flew towards the Wentian Tower.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the willow leaf flying boat slowly fell, was put into the storage bag by Zheng Feng, looked up at the majestic Wentian Tower in front of him, a large number of disciples gathered in front of the door, and people came in and out from time to time.

Zheng Feng walked directly to a doorway on the left, which seemed a little deserted, and there was only a thin old man who was pretending to sleep.

"Uncle Shi, I'm here to pick up this month's supplies. Zheng Feng said loudly.

"Oh, give me the identity plate. The thin old man seemed to have just woken up, looked up at Zheng Feng with some dissatisfaction, and stretched out his thin and shriveled palm.

Zheng Feng handed over the identity plate to the other party, and after registering, he got ten lower-grade spirit stones and a small bottle of Bigu Dan, put all the things into the storage bag, thanked the thin old man, and withdrew.

Walking into the main entrance of the Wentian Tower, there is a spacious hall, and you can see three or five people gathering everywhere. Zheng Feng walked to a counter where no one was around, and there was a black-clothed deacon sitting inside, feeling that the other party only had the cultivation fluctuations in the middle of Qi cultivation.

"You want to take the task?" The black-clothed deacon looked up at Zheng Feng, feeling the other party's cultivation in the middle of Qi cultivation, and his face was expressionless.

"Well, is there a task that suits me?" Zheng Feng nodded and asked.

The black-clothed deacon took out a jade slip, handed it to Zheng Feng, and said, "If you practice qi cultivation, you can only take on the lowest-level sect tasks. ”

Zheng Feng took the jade slip, and his divine sense quickly swept it, and there were thousands of messages densely packed on it, including guarding the medicine house, raising spirit beasts, searching for elixirs, and killing demon monks, all kinds of tasks were arranged on it.

The Divine Sense scanned quickly, looking for a few tasks that suited him. His expression moved, and he suddenly saw a task of the Pig Demon Rebellion, handing over the jade slip to the other party.

"I've chosen, I'm going to take on this task. Zheng Feng said calmly.

The black-clothed deacon glanced at Zheng Feng, didn't say much, took Zheng Feng's identity nameplate and crossed it in a groove, and the pig demon rebellion task in the jade slip disappeared.

"The details of the quest can be found in your identity tag, and if you don't complete it by the time limit, the quest will disappear. The black-clothed deacon kindly reminded him.

Zheng Feng thanked him and was about to leave, when he suddenly found a person in the hall out of his eye, like the stars holding the moon, this person was Mo Tianya, who was accepted as a disciple by the head of the sect just after he started.

"In the late stage of Qi training, it is worthy of the Purple Spirit Root. Zheng Feng sighed, glanced at the other party, and then turned to leave.

Returning to his residence, he began to carefully investigate the task he had received, and the task site was seventy miles away from the sect, belonging to the boundary of the Cloud Kingdom, with a clear map on it.

It describes that the village of Yellowstone was attacked by a herd of boars a month ago, and signs of a first-order pig demon appeared in this group of wild boars, demanding that the pig demon be eliminated within five days.

If it is an ordinary beast, this kind of thing will not appear on the task list of Wentianlou, only if a demon beast appears, mortals will not be able to resist at all, so they will ask for help from the Spirit Beast Sect, so this task appeared.

The task reward is only 300 contribution points, and it is recorded that the pig demon only has the strength of the early stage of the first order, that is, the cultivation of the early stage of qi training.

The reason why Zheng Feng took this task was because he remembered that in the sect competition a year later, an outer disciple broke into the top ten rankings with a red-eyed barbarian pig spirit beast, and he suspected that it was related to this task.

I found a chair and sat down, and began to recall the memories in the depths of my mind, which were still three hundred years ago, and were already a little blurry.

The Spirit Beast Sect will hold a competition every five years, and the outer disciples and inner disciples will compete with each other, and the top ten will be selected to receive rich rewards from the sect, and they will also be vigorously cultivated by the sect.

The most recent sect competition, there are still almost nine months before now, although he participated in the competition in his previous life, but because the cultivation time is too short, he didn't even enter a hundred.

Among them, the third place in the competition of outer disciples was a disciple named Han Jiang, who defeated all the opponents who challenged him by virtue of his cultivation in the late stage of Qi cultivation and a red-eyed barbarian pig spirit beast. The reason why Zheng Feng remembers it so clearly is because he also lost to Han Jiang in one of the competitions, and he was severely humiliated by the spring breeze.

Han Jiang usually does not have the slightest fame, and he is like a dark horse in the sect competition, and he won the third place, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and news about him also came out one after another.

It is rumored that more than half a year before the sect competition, in a sect mission outing, he met Xianyuan and subdued a red-eyed barbarian pig spirit beast, and then he rose.

Zheng Feng looked at the task in the identity plate, the time was about the same, and the pig demon appeared, which was likely to be the fairy fate that Han Jiang encountered.

The red-eyed wild pig, the inferior spirit beast, ranked twelfth on the yellow list. It is snow-white all over, with amazing brute strength, even the monks in the foundation building period dare not resist under the collision, its eyes are red as blood, so it is called a red-eyed wild pig.

Zheng Feng couldn't help but feel a little moved, if he subdued the red-eyed barbarian pig, coupled with the threefold increase of his own superb spiritual heart, his strength could be increased to a terrifying level, and under the foundation, no one was his opponent.

At dawn, before the sun rises, the sky and the earth are gray. At the foot of the Spirit Beast Sect Mountain, a vague figure could be vaguely seen, moving rapidly.

Zheng Feng went to an exit at the foot of the mountain, only to see a thick white mist in front of him, which was the Spirit Beast Sect's mountain protection array.

He took out the identity plate from the storage bag and punched a spell at the void in front of him, and the white mist quickly faded to both sides, revealing a one-person-high gap.

Zheng Feng passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the outside world, and when he looked back, the gap quickly closed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a thick white mist tumbling.

The following is the town of red leaves, recalling the location of Huangshi Village, and patting the storage bag on his waist casually, a blue light flew out, and quickly became larger after landing at his feet.

Zheng Feng sat cross-legged on the willow leaf flying boat, and automatically flew forward after adjusting the direction, while he began to cultivate the Soul Devouring Technique, slowly increasing the spiritual power in his body.

In the afternoon, the sun was already hanging diagonally in the sky, and a faint light covered the earth. On a dirt path, a young man in white was strolling, and a hundred meters in front of him, there was a small village.

"Why is there no one?" Zheng Feng felt a little strange, he didn't see a single figure along the way, and the surroundings seemed very quiet, and the silence was a little weird.

After walking along the trail for a few minutes, I found a wooden sign erected on the side of the road, on which were engraved the three big characters of Huangshi Village. More than ten meters behind, there are more than 30 buildings scattered in a messy manner.

Zheng Feng entered it, observed it carefully for a while, and found that the entire village was very quiet, and there was no figure around. It stands to reason that it is almost evening, and people should all go home to cook, and it is impossible for no one to see it.

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