. After leaving Fenglin Mountain, Zhao Zhen checked the things collected from the corpses, and after making sure that there were no trace marks, he found a cave to hide, and Zhao Zhen did this only as a sign of caution that he was accustomed to. Although the envoy killed the foundation building master, he was also seriously injured by the flying sword, and if he was chased and killed again, there would be only one way to die.

Although Zhao Zhen is seriously injured now, after all, there are countless elixirs on his body. And after Zhao Zhen was injured, he ate these thousand-year-old elixirs almost like eating, and the injuries that would have taken three months to recover were recovered in just one month. If it's not good to eat so many thousand-year-old elixirs, then it's really a hell of a life!

After leaving Fenglin Mountain, Zhao Zhen extracted the blood essence of these people into fourteen jade bottles and preserved them in a special way.

What he had to do now was to absorb the blood of the old man who had built the foundation and the thirteen Qi Refining Stage cultivators to refine his soul.

After Zhao Zhen put the jade bottle away, he began to use three soul ligaments to probe into the jade bottle to absorb blood essence to refine his soul, and each time he drew blood, the soul ligament would become longer by one point. It wasn't until the blood of the fourteen jade bottles was completely sucked up that Zhao Zhen's soul ligament had reached a length of five meters, and if he used this Yin person to beat the stuffy stick, he would definitely surprise the other party.

However, what disappointed Zhao Zhen was that he had absorbed the blood of so many monks, but his realm had only reached the fifth level of soul refining. Although there is also the blood of a foundation building monk in it, after practicing the "Bloodthirsty Soul Refining Technique", his soul is like a bottomless pit, absorbing all this blood. However, to Zhao Zhen's relief, the invisible space within the soul seemed to have increased a little, and the power of the soul had become more refined and stable after this period of tempering.

After refining fourteen bottles of blood, a full four months had passed, and Zhao Zhen pinched his fingers and calculated, the time was almost coming for the Purple Thunder Sect, the sect in his previous life, to open its doors to recruit new disciples.

Speaking of his own master, Zhao Zhen is still very grateful, if it wasn't for the fact that the master maintained him in his previous life, I am afraid that he would have been poisoned by Yi Jianfeng's despicable villain, how could he have survived until now? In order to cover his escape, the master also paid the painful price of two Yuan Infant Ancestors, you must know that your master is a small sect with only five Yuan Babies in total! Therefore, Zhao Zhen in this life will never let such a tragedy happen again no matter what.

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After fifteen days of trekking, Zhao Zhen's people had already appeared at the mountain gate of the Purple Thunder Sect - Wanlei Mountain.

As soon as he stepped into the foot of Wanlei Mountain, the familiar scenery appeared in front of Zhao Zhen one by one. The joys and sorrows of the previous life also appeared in Zhao Zhen's mind from time to time with the scenery in front of him.

Looking at Wanlei Mountain not far away, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but secretly swear in his heart, "Master, senior sister, senior sister, you paid the price of blood to protect me in the previous life, and in this life, I Zhao Zhen will protect you!"

There are still a few days before the Purple Thunder Sect's mountain gate opens to recruit disciples, but the town below the mountain has been overcrowded with people who have come to try their luck, and there is an endless stream of bustling people.

The town, which had a population of only a few hundred, was suddenly flooded with more than 2,000 young people and their families who had come to try their luck, and almost every place in the town that could accommodate people was packed.

This happens every year, and over time the villagers of the town even use this business opportunity as a means of earning money to supplement their families, and each family has rooms for rent.

As for safety, no one cares, the Purple Thunder Sect has opened its mountain gate to accept disciples, who would dare to be a traitor here under the wrath of the entire Purple Thunder Sect? Although the Purple Thunder Sect is just a small sect, there are still a few Yuan Babies sitting in it. Who would dare to risk being slapped into a pulp by the Purple Thunder Sect's Ancestor to plot misdeeds here?

A few days later, in the anticipation of everyone, the mountain gate at the foot of Wanlei Mountain finally opened, and a row of dozens of disciples wearing black Taoist robes embroidered with thunder and lightning marks appeared together, enclosing a small square area inside the mountain gate. A simple introductory test is held in this area.