In the wooden house, Bai Yi took out a few Tongmai Pills and threw them on the wooden table, while he closed his eyes and meditated, recovering from his almost fatal injuries.

Seeing the pill rolling, the white worm happily hugged one, no matter what the pill was, first click and bite off the small half.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Spit out the elixir in his mouth, and the white worm said angrily: "What kind of broken pill is this, it hasn't even reached the level of the ninth grade, it is clearly the residue of the elixir, I think that there are less than three grades of the elixir back then, and Lao Tzu doesn't even look at it......"

In the twitching of the corners of the master's eyes, the voice of the white worm became smaller and smaller, and finally closed his mouth in a sneer, holding the pill and nibbling violently.

The current level of the white worm has not even reached the lowest level of first-level demon beasts, and if you don't eat more pills and spirit herbs, it is just a chubby strange insect, and an old cat can take it away.

In order to reach the first-level demon beast earlier, the white worm pinched his nose and gnawed on the Tongmai Pill, probably because he had been hungry for a long time, and the more he gnawed, the more fragrant it became, and after a while, he ate all the pills of the Tongmai Pill, shook his bulging stomach, climbed back to Bai Yi's sleeves with a big grin, and began to fall asleep.

After a night, Bai Yi's wound was fine.

As soon as the sky was hazy, there was a commotion in the Cloud Valley, and all the outer disciples were gathered in the center of the lawn.

Deacon Elder Fang He once again came to the Cloud Valley in person, and instructed the outer disciples to move out of the valley and into the real Cangyun Sect Mountain Gate.

Cao Yan, the deacon of the spirit vein, was killed, only Yang Yifan and Ling Qianli were left among the three major deacons of the outer gate, and nearly half of the thousands of outer disciples in the Cloud Valley were killed, and the remaining disciples were all worried.

The essence of the spiritual vein was destroyed, and the aura in the Cloud Valley would become weaker and weaker, and in the end, it was the same as the outside world, and it was not suitable for monks to cultivate, so the sect decided to move all the outer disciples into the sect, and the real Cangyun Sect was built on a middle-level spiritual vein, and the degree of spiritual energy was not comparable to that of the Cloud Valley at all.

The remaining hundreds of outer sect disciples didn't expect that although those black-clothed people had taken away the spiritual veins, they had brought them a great benefit of directly entering the inner gate.

Lang Qianli had already returned to the Cloud Valley at this time, standing behind the deacon elders, some delicate-minded outer disciples had already figured out that last night's bad luck was given by Lang Qianli, and the unspeakable resentment in their hearts did not dare to show it too much.

At the order of the deacon elder, all the outer disciples began to pack their bags and prepare to move, but fortunately, the monks did not have much time to use at home, and they were all ready in less than half an hour.

Bai Yi simply packed up a few clothes he usually wore, and as everyone left the Cloud Valley, he entered the boundless Qingshan Mountain Range.

The outer disciples of the Cloud Valley, in groups of four or five, respectively controlled the temporarily issued wooden boat magic weapons, flying in the mountains and mountains, whether it was an old disciple who had not been able to advance to the late stage for many years, or a new disciple like Gao Ren who had just entered the sect, they all seemed excited at this time.

According to the rules of the Cangyun Sect, you can't enter the sect until the late stage of qi refining, and being able to enter the sect in advance means that you can absorb the pure aura of the middle-level spiritual vein.

In the cultivation realm, one middle-rank spirit stone can be exchanged for a hundred low-level spirit stones, in other words, one middle-level spirit vein is equivalent to a hundred low-level spirit veins!

Cultivating near the mid-level spiritual vein, the intensity of the spiritual energy can be imagined, and those old disciples who have been unable to break through the late stage of qi refining for many years may be able to advance successfully in the spiritual energy of the intermediate spiritual vein.

Bai Yi sat on a wooden boat, looking at the strange scenery of the surrounding mountain peaks, slightly distracted.

He remembered the cave mansion he had built here, the second disciple Wu Cheng who was still a young man in Mune, and some of the past in his previous life.

As soon as his thoughts started, he was suppressed by Bai Yi and didn't think about it anymore.

The Immortal Monarch who dominates the green sky does not like to recall, if he always recalls the past, then how can he be free, although Bai Yi has lost his Dao heart after being reborn, he still does not like to recall the past of ten thousand years.

More than 100 wooden boats, speeding and shuttling between the mountains, like a wooden link, stretching for several miles, embellishing this huge mountain range with a different scenery, some fierce tigers and cheetahs in the mountains and forests, found countless flying boats flying overhead, and immediately scattered and fled, startling countless birds.

There is a distance of more than 100 miles from the real Cangyun Sect in the Cloud Valley, even if the outer disciples drive the flying magic weapon to hurry, it will take half a day to arrive, and the deacon elders have already returned on their own, and it is Yang Yifan and Lang Qianli who lead the outer disciples.

At the front of the team, Yang Yifan stepped on the flying sword, slowed down, and led the disciples who were driving the wooden boat magic weapon behind him.

Ridge Qianli flew on Yang Yifan's side, and his fat body stepped on the thin sword body, giving people a crumbling and funny feeling, making people worry about whether he would fall down without standing firm and fall to his death in the mountains and forests.

"Deacon Yang slept deep enough last night, unlike me, who worked hard to check the spiritual veins, and was almost killed. During the flight, Ridge Qianli said in a strange manner, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"I slept very deeply. Yang Yifan glanced at the other party and said lightly: "At least I didn't shout and order the lowly outer disciples to resist the strong enemy, causing hundreds of disciples to die." ”

Lang Qianli sneered, and said in his heart that there are only hundreds of outer disciples with mediocre talents, even if the entire outer disciples of Yungu are dead, it will not affect the sect in the slightest, since this Yang Yifan is determined to protect Bai Yi, it is against him, and those who dare to go against him will not end well.

"Since they are disciples of the outer sect of the Cangyun Sect, they are from the Cangyun Sect, the spiritual veins of the sect have been taken away, and they should fight the enemy with all their might, even if they die, they will die for the sect, and there is nothing to complain about under Jiuquan. Long Qianli said disdainfully, as if the lives of those outer disciples were as worthless as pigs and dogs.

Deacon Lang has a point. Yang Yifan's voice became colder, and he said: "If you want to complain, I think those disciples who were killed will not complain about the sect, but curse the despicable person who killed them, if I were those disciples, I would definitely turn into a ghost to find the real murderer to ask for my life!"

The real two words, being bitten very hard by Yang Yifan, I heard that my cheeks twitched for a while, and I snorted coldly, not speechless.

If it was said that Yang Yifan had become an opponent with Ridge Qianli for the sake of Bai Yicai, then this time Ridge Qianli's despicable behavior made Yang Yifan extremely disgusted.

In order to escape for himself, he did not hesitate to take the lives of hundreds of outer disciples, this ridge Qianli is not a human at all, but a beast!

Yang Yifan never thought that he was a good person, on the contrary, he was as ruthless and cunning when he faced the enemy, and he never spared his hand when competing with his peers for cultivation resources, but he really couldn't do such a despicable way of Ling Qianli.

With a faint hostility, the two outer deacons leaped over a low mountain, and three towering huge peaks suddenly appeared in the distance, and bursts of rich spiritual energy swept from heaven and earth, like a rain of spiritual energy!

Sensing such a pure aura surging, all the outer disciples were all shocked and surprised, and some of the old disciples who had not advanced for many years couldn't wait to stretch out their noses and smell this heaven and earth aura that they couldn't feel in their lives.

"Is the real Cangyun Sect ......?"

On the wooden boat, Bai Yi opened his eyes, calmly stared at the magnificent temples looming in the mountain mist, and whispered to himself.

Cultivation has reached the middle stage of qi refining, since he has the opportunity to enter the sect in advance, Bai Yi will not waste the rich aura here, and he can advance to build the foundation earlier, so he can end the dog's life early.