In a small market, the flow of people is not small.

Zhang Ranwu held the Feiyun Sword and looked at the low-cost cultivator with the same aura as himself with great interest. They carried parcels and frequently haunted the shops in groups of three or five, some of them were jubilant and elated, while others were full of sadness and sighed.

Jiang Wangqin followed behind Zhang Ran, pouting, probably distressed by a spirit stone spent last night.

Should he also go to Fuling Mountain to hunt demon beasts, and he didn't know the equivalent strength of demon beasts, Zhang Ran, who was single-minded, unconsciously went with the flow.

"Haha, Brother Zhang, let's meet again. You Ziqi and the three of them came out of nowhere.

Zhang Ran's eyes lit up, why not ask You Ziqi, he should be familiar with the situation here.

You Ziqi calmly told that most of the periphery of Fuling Mountain are low-cost demon beasts, try not to go deep, there are high-priced demon beasts equivalent to the perfection of human beings. Some self-confident cultivators, despite the dissuasion of others, have not returned. Low-level casual cultivators like us, who have no sect or sect, are needed for daily cultivation, and many of them die in the mouths of demon beasts.

You Ziqi sighed in frustration, and his sister You Rong also looked melancholy. Han Tong didn't care.

"There is an urgent matter to tell Brother Zhang, in two months, the Immortal Gate will recruit disciples in the major immortal cities, which should not be missed. ”

"Which immortal city? and where is it?" Zhang Ran was smeared with a blank look in his eyes.

"The nearest immortal city is called Fuling City, hundreds of miles away, and there is no shortage of monsters and beasts on the way. For the sake of safety, there is a teleportation array in Fang City, which is extremely convenient. ”

It was the first time Zhang Ran had heard of the teleportation array, and You Rong added that as long as each person paid fifty spirit stones each time, they could teleport to Fuling City instantly.

Zhang Ran smiled bitterly in his heart, the situation is pressing, and the trip to Fuling Mountain is inevitable.

The three of them left with their hands in hand.

Jiang Wangqin looked at the black-clothed young man with a resolute face, and asked in frustration, "Is there no other way?"

Zhang Ran said: "What else can I do, Miss Jiang, you stay in the inn these days." With that, he handed her the only three spirit stones.

Jiang Wangqin's eyes were full of tears, her teeth bit her red lips, she didn't refuse, she would drag Zhang Ran down if she followed. I thought that I had no worries about food and clothing in the secular world, but when I entered the world of cultivating immortals, it was difficult to move an inch. The only thing he can do is to cultivate hard, and maybe one day he can help Zhang Ran.

The demon beasts on the periphery of Fuling Mountain are not easy to encounter, and there are too many teams hunting demon beasts. Two hours later, Zhang Ran killed a demon fox and quickly peeled off the fox's skin. Most of the days passed, and Zhang Ran found nothing. The dwarf demon tiger that he killed last time is equivalent to the strength of a monk who has opened seven acupuncture points, as long as he doesn't enter the deepest depths, he should be able to.

The team of demon slayer rarely encounters it, the trees are tall and lush, and the forest is full of thorns and thorns, dark and obscure.

Zhang Ran clenched the Feiyun Sword tightly, and was extremely careful to sense the sound of the breath within a hundred zhang. "Plop la-la", his wings swept over the treetops, he was excited, and several gray sparrows flashed away. As soon as he took a breath, a low green vine shrub in front of him was trampled down and separated, and the piercing "crunch" sound exploded continuously. Zhang Ran lowered his body and stared at it deadly. The black bear demon, which was more than a foot tall, seemed to smell something, and its bell-like brown and yellow eyes looked at Zhang Ran's hiding place.

"Huh", the demon bear raised his neck and roared, confirmed the taste of qi and blood, and picked up his claws and slapped at Zhang Ran. Sliding away in one step, Zhang Ran jumped behind the demon bear. With a wave of his hand, the blazing white sword qi rushed into the back of the demon bear's cheek. Hearing and witnessing it in his childhood made him know the weak parts of the beast well, and he would not be stupid enough to fight the beast. The demon bear, who was in pain, slowly turned back to his body, raised his giant palm like a pu fan, and angrily wanted to slap Zhang Ran to death. Zhang Ran was like a shadow like the wind, and the same move made the demon bear's ass bleed. The demon bear half-squatted on the ground, roaring unwillingly, panting like thunder. "Shocking wind", Zhang Ran took advantage of its panting, and a majestic sword qi as bright as day tore the neck of the demon bear, and the hot bear blood flowed all over the ground.

Zhang Ran quickly peeled off the bear skin, thought about it, cut off a pair of forepaws, and left in a hurry.

Struggled through dense small trees, with a relatively open area ahead. Zhang Ran sat on the ground to rest and ate some dry food.

Now there are two paths in front of Zhang Ran, either to turn back to the city, or to continue to move forward. Zhang Ran hesitated, the harvest was too little. After pondering for a long time, he decided to go a few miles further.

Along the gap in the cliff, Zhang Ran carefully and slowly climbed down. Below, there was a stone platform, and he straightened up and looked forward. I saw rippling blue waves, sparkling, and wisps of mist rising from the water. The half-acre square waterhole is like a huge jade, embedded in the rocks.

Zhang Ran was happy to see the hunt and wanted to find out.

A few over, only three hundred zhang away from the green pool. Suddenly, two wolf howls came, and at the same time, several rapid "moo" cries rang out.

Zhang Ran didn't know why, in line with the idea of being careful and not making a big mistake, he stagnated and only peeked from afar.

Two slender green demon wolves fought with two deer demons with long horns on their heads. The green demon turned its fangs outward, and its big mouth bit at the deer demon. The two deer demons did not dodge at all, but actually adopted the same way of fighting, and the four smooth and sharp antlers crashed into the abdomen of the green demon wolf at the same time, and the wolf blood on the antlers was dripping.

The seriously injured and dying green demon wolf also bit the neck of one of the deer demons, and the deer was bloodied with a wolf's head. The other green demon wolf seemed to be red-eyed, and bit the back of the uninjured deer demon, and the hook-like fangs were deeply inserted into it, the deer demon bent down and lowered his head, and the sharp long horns poked into the front chest of the green demon wolf, and the two demon beasts desperately resisted each other.

The air around them was filled with the terrible smell of blood. Zhang Ran was shocked, he saw the fight between demon beasts for the first time, he didn't back down, he fought with his life, either you die or I die.

There was no loud roar, and everything tended to be quiet.

Zhang Ran waited for two hours.

Could it be that they are all dead, Zhang Ran cautiously moved forward. Sure enough, the four demon beasts lay motionless on the ground, and the deer demon who was bitten on the leg gasped slightly, and he still had no breath. Judging from the injured parts, these demon beasts were not injured at the beginning, and the three demon beasts that died were the last drop of blood.

"Mu ......" The immature and delicate wail came from not far away, and a small deer demon with two bags on its head staggered from the hiding place, it seemed that it was not afraid of Zhang Ran, and circled around the two adult deer demons.

The little deer demon stretched out its pink tongue and licked the adult deer demon's face, as if to wake them up. The dying deer demon seemed to sense the little deer demon, opened his eyes, and looked at the deer demon with all his might, a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, and finally his eyes slowly closed.

The fawn kept going back and forth between them, kissing this and sniffing that, and it didn't know that they would never wake up.

Zhang Ran's heart was slightly blocked, looking at the "moo" little deer demons, if it weren't for you, they wouldn't have died. In fact, what is wrong with the dead green demon wolf, survival and protection, that is an eternal problem. This is true of demon beasts, and how can it not be true of human monks.

Zhang Ran sighed for a while, struggled for a while, and the wail of "moo" woke up Zhang Ran, who was almost distracted, he raised his head, and his eyes had never been so bright.

Whether this road is successful or not, I must resolutely go on.

In the middle of the waterhole was a small green sandbar, and the aroma of the elixir dispelled the blood in the air. It turned out that it was all the elixir to blame.

Zhang Ran walked to the edge of the waterhole and felt the intoxicating aura from the water, no wonder, there would be an elixir here.

He sat down cross-legged and started the "Trick of Breaking the Hole", and his aura was like a gust of fresh wind, mischievously drilling into the tricks on his body. His eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were pinched, as if he had melted into this pool of green clear waves. The results of this accidental cultivation are gratifying, opening up three acupuncture points and opening up a meridian. So far, fifteen acupuncture points have been opened and six meridians have been opened.

Zhang Ran carefully put the eight elixirs into the package, it was not that he was greedy, if he attracted another green demon wolf, the little deer demon might not be able to escape the doom. As for the fawn, I hope it can live well. The four-headed demon beast that died on the ground didn't move, and found a cave to bury them.

Jiang Wangqin should be in a hurry, if she doesn't go back, Zhang Ran estimates that she will go crazy.

Fulingfang City was close at hand again, and these low-level cultivators like themselves were still busy, coming in and out. The shop owner was so happy that he was tired of these poor cultivators.

As soon as Zhang Ran appeared near the inn, a slender figure pounced on Zhang Ran desperately. It was warm and soft, sobbing and sobbing, and Zhang Ran's hands didn't know where to swing. It's not pushing, it's not letting, Zhang Ran is not embarrassed.

Jiang Wangqin still had tears on her cheeks, and her eyes were already full of smiles.

Walking into the inn room, Zhang Ran unwrapped the package, and Jiang Wangqin's eyes widened.

The two came to the original Lingcao Hall, and the guy walked over unhurriedly to greet him, twenty years of Lingcao, to be honest, Lingcaotang is really lacking in interest.

When Zhang Ran opened the package, the guy looked at them in surprise, Purple Spirit Fruit, that is a necessary medicine for refining the Tongqi Pill.

It is common knowledge that the purple spirit fruit, once ripe, will not be less than a hundred years old.

Tongqiao Pill helps people open the acupoints of the human body.

Purple spirit fruit is not easy to find and difficult to cultivate.

Zhang Ran smiled and asked: "What price did you buy it, if the price is ......?"

The guy said with a smile on his face: "The price is easy to say, you are satisfied, one hundred spirit stones per plant." ”

Before coming, the two of them basically figured out the market of the purple spirit fruit, and they were not afraid that the spirit grass hall would pit themselves, and a hundred spirit stones still had a spectrum.

All worries disappeared, and in Jiang Wangqin's eyes, Zhang Ran seemed to be omnipotent.

Zhang Ran still looked calm and indifferent, but she found that there seemed to be something more on Zhang Ran's face.