Half an hour later, Xiao Lin woke up from his recovery, and at this time, the spiritual power in his body had recovered by thirty percent, and even the injury had recovered a little, it was estimated that if he spent another night of pranayama, it should be fine the next day.

"Xiao boy, I've got it done here, how are you recovering?"

When Xiao Lin just opened his eyes, he saw Zong Song walking towards him covered in blood, and he was still carrying two big bags in his hands.

"Old man, you are ......"

Xiao Lin looked at Zong Song with some surprise and asked, so at this time, the latter only had one underwear left on his upper body.

"Hehe, I didn't know that there would be such a big harvest before, so one storage bag couldn't hold so many things at all, so I had to take off my clothes and pack them away. Zong Song smiled and said, although his face showed a trace of fatigue at this time, but his spirit was still very strong.

Storage bag, used to store things, although the bag looks only the size of a palm, but it has a cube of space at the minimum, which can put a lot of things.

However, because the ironclad lizard and the green spirit snake were too big, the skin on their bodies alone filled the storage bag, so the rest of the things had to be packed and taken away.

Seeing Zong Song's disregard for his image, Xiao Lin felt that he had truly lost to this old man.

"Let's go, old man, but I can't guarantee that I can still find that place, after all, it's almost the same around here!" Xiao Lin explained first, and then snatched the big bag in Zong Song's hand.

"Hey, hey!"

Seeing Xiao Lin leave without looking back, Zong Song looked at his back and smiled, and then he quickened his pace and followed.

Behind the two of them, a smell of blood slowly dispersed in all directions, and it didn't take long for spirit beasts to be attracted over.

Xiao Lin first found the traces on the ground, and then followed back little by little, and because of the dragging, the traces on the ground were still obvious.

After walking for about half an hour, Xiao Lin finally returned to the place where he had fought before, and a fruit tree with several spirit fruits on it swayed its branches and leaves in the breeze.

"Haha, I really found it!" Seeing this fruit tree with several spirit fruits, Zong Song immediately put down the protection in his hand and ran over.

And since Xiao Lin left this place, few people have disappeared, so this place has not been discovered by other spirit beasts, otherwise I am afraid that there will be a big war again.

Xiao Lin had recovered thirty percent before, and he had recovered two percent when he walked, so at this time, the spiritual power in his body had reached fifty percent of his heyday.

However, with Xiao Lin's majestic spiritual power, even if it was only fifty percent of his spiritual power, he could do the ordinary ninth layer of qi training, so he was not worried about safety.

"Old man, I'm afraid you won't be able to dig it out when it's dark if you dig like this!" Xiao Lin was speechless for a while when he saw Zong Song digging the soil on the ground with the flying sword in his hand.

"What do you kid know, it's not easy for this spirit fruit tree to be transplanted successfully, so its roots can't be seriously damaged, otherwise the transplantation will definitely fail!" Zong Song shouted while digging.

Hearing this, Xiao Lin shook his head helplessly, and then he put the bloodstained bag in his hand on the ground, and then walked in front of the fruit tree little by little.

"Forget it, let's treat it as cultivation!"

Xiao Lin muttered in his mouth, and then clenched his right hand into a fist, and the spiritual power in his body that had just recovered fifty percent was instantly mobilized by him.

"Thunder Explosion Spirit Fist!"

"Boom!"

Xiao Lin let out a loud shout, and then saw him punch about a meter away from the fruit tree.

The fist shadow formed by the spiritual power directly hit the ground, and then produced a large amount of smoke and dust, and when these smoke and dust dispersed, a pit more than ten centimeters deep and about half a meter wide appeared on the ground.

Since Xiao Lin was not in his heyday at this time, the power of his punch was naturally much weaker, but his punch made Zong Song on the side happy.

"Stinky boy, it turns out that you still have this use, so hurry up!" Zong Song smiled, then picked up the sword and stepped aside.

"Uh......"

Seeing this, Xiao Lin was speechless for a while, but seeing that the old man risked his life to steal the red fruit for his sake, Xiao Lin didn't say a word and punched the pit again.

"Boom, boom!"

Two punches in one pit, when Xiao Lin blasted out thirty-two punches in a row, he finally recovered fifty percent of his spiritual power in his body, and it dropped to twenty percent again.

"Old man, I'll leave it to you next!" Due to the decline of spiritual power in his body again, Xiao Lin's breathing became a little short.

"Okay, okay, hard work, hard work!" Zong Song nodded happily, and then he held the sword again and began to process it, and after a while, a fruit tree about the thickness of a thigh was uprooted by Zong Song.

Although Zong Song's strength is almost good, he is also a strong man who has built a foundation, so it is natural to carry a fruit tree.

"Stinky boy, don't recover yet, send me down the mountain. ”

Because the fruit trees that left the land had to be transplanted as soon as possible, Zong Song picked up the fruit trees and shouted to Xiao Lin, who was still recovering.

Xiao Lin, who was recovering, heard this, and immediately woke up, although he had only been pranayama for a long time, but with his amazing recovery ability, he had already restored the spiritual power in his body to one percent.

Sancheng spiritual power, with Xiao Lin's current situation, it may be troublesome to encounter a spirit beast at the ** level of Qi cultivation, but if you go down the mountain, it is unlikely that you will encounter a spirit beast of this level.

In this way, Zong Song walked in front with the fruit tree on his shoulder, while Xiao Lin followed him with a bag in one hand.

Linghua Mountain Xiao Lin is not very familiar, but Zong Song is different, after spending about half an hour, the two have already walked to the foot of the mountain.

"Ling Qi, come and help the old man!" As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, Zong Song shouted to the young man guarding the entrance.

"Huh?"

When Ling Qi heard this, he immediately turned his head curiously, and then his face showed a little surprise, after all, Zong Song was covered in blood at this time, and he was only wearing an underwear.

"Uncle Grandmaster, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Ling Qi immediately ran in front of Zong Song and asked.

Although Ling Qi and Zong Song's cultivation are comparable, Zong Song's seniority is in it, so Ling Qi still calls him Uncle Shi.

"Hehe, I took care of the bodies of the two animals, stinky boy, you leave the things, and the people can go back!" Zong Song knew that Xiao Lin was still in the game at this time, and because he had met him, he had wasted a lot of time at this time.

Although Xiao Lin is now ranked first in points, he is not afraid of 10,000, he is afraid of what if, and the two spirit fruits on his body will definitely not be handed over, so Xiao Lin will not get anything now.

There are less than three hours left, and although there is not much time, it is still possible to obtain some spirit grass or something.

"Got it!"

Xiao Lin, who was closely behind Zong Song, responded angrily, and then he walked in front of Ling Qi and put the two bags in his hand on the ground, he unfolded his body and quickly went up the mountain again.

Ling Qi glanced at Xiao Lin's back as he left, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly shifted his gaze to the two large packages on the ground that smelled of blood.

"Uncle Grandmaster, what are these two packets!" Since the package was covered in blood, Ling Qi asked curiously again.

"It's nothing, it's just the parts on the two animals, Ling Qi, please send someone to send me, I can't take so many things alone!" Zong Song replied.

Ling Qi looked at the fruit tree on Zong Song's shoulder, and recognized it as a spirit fruit tree at a glance, so he hurriedly called a young man who had already been eliminated to help take the two packages on the ground.

The young man who was stopped looked at the package full of blood, and his face was full of three words, but there was no way, the person in charge of the third part could now be said to be Ling Qi, so he could only obey his fate.

"Thanks!"

After Zong Song thanked him, he then carried the fruit tree and quickly ran towards the sect, while the young man carrying the package followed with difficulty.

When Xiao Lin returned halfway up the mountain, the spiritual power in his body had recovered seven or eight percent at this time, and because of the relationship of time, he directly started the search work.

In this way, more than two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and at this time it was almost dusk, and I saw a participating disciple walking down the mountain.

Since most of the spirit beasts on the mountain have been dealt with, there are not many people who have encountered powerful spirit beasts, and like Xiao Lin encountering the iron-armored lizard in the middle stage of foundation building, there is no second person except him.

The ironclad lizard he encountered was led down from the top of the mountain by Zong Song, so as long as no one went to the top of the mountain, he would not encounter a second-level spirit beast whose strength had reached the foundation building stage.

As one disciple descended from the mountain, some of them had satisfied smiles on their faces, while others had a look of frustration.

To put it bluntly, the content of this third part of the competition is to see whose luck is good, because even if you are superior in strength, you will also encounter spiritual fruits or medicinal herbs if you are unlucky.

Of course, strength is also important, otherwise, even if luck meets the spirit fruit, as long as there is a spirit beast guarding it, then without strength, you can only stare from afar.

"Sister Zheng, how many points do you think my three spirit grasses are worth, do you have any chance of breaking into the top ten?" Shanshan held three spirit grasses in her hands, and then jumped down the mountain.

Hua Zheng, who was following Shanshan, first glanced back behind him, and then replied, "I don't know about this, after all, someone may have better luck than us?"

Since Hua Zheng and Shanshan separated from Xiao Lin, the luck of the two of them was good, they encountered five spirit grasses, one of which even reached two years, which belonged to the spirit grass with a year, and the value of refining medicine was not low.

(Collect!)