The wilted leaves are somewhat bluish in color, and the leaves are small, with 20 leaflets growing on a single twig.

The leaves of the purple lavender are relatively large and garment-like.

The red grinding ear is the fungus ear, which grows fast, but pickles it very quickly.

Silver tooth root, this thing grows in the ground, and it needs to be dug out with a special [Shock Spirit Shovel].

Two of these things are not the medicinal materials that Han Cheng needs to pick in today's mission, but the medicinal materials that Dan Zhenzi explained that Han Cheng needs to pick for his own body.

These medicinal materials are not valuable medicinal materials, nor are they elixir spiritual herbs, there are a lot of medicinal materials planted on the peak, Han Cheng only needs to use a little thought, so he picks all these medicinal materials, and then hides them in the back basket of medicinal materials he carries, and as soon as they are covered by other medicinal materials, he swaggers down the mountain.

In fact, many people on the medicinal material peak have the habit of stealing medicinal materials, they either use the stolen medicinal materials themselves, or quietly take them to sell, and they can also sell them for a lot of money.

Han Cheng didn't care about things like money, so although he didn't give those disciples any benefits in the past few years, he had a lot of time when he had the opportunity, and he wasn't interested in starting, and over time, he became the most clean and honest person among these disciples, so the disciples who were specially examined on their downhill path didn't bother to check Han Cheng again, because everyone knew that the reason why Han Cheng was not interested in stealing medicinal materials was because he couldn't practice at all.

Most of the miscellaneous disciples who came here were accumulating strength, waiting for the 'Qingyun Society' to be fought every five years, waiting to take this opportunity to get rid of the status of miscellaneous disciples, and to be able to ascend to Qingyun in one step.

The 'Qingyun Society' is held once every five years, and the miscellaneous disciples can use this rare opportunity to step into the Qingyun, because as long as they pass the 'Qingyun Society' miscellaneous disciples, they can become official disciples, and the treatment of formal disciples is far from comparable to that of miscellaneous disciples, so there are many ordinary people who want to squeeze into the Rainforest Gate precisely because of this.

The reason why Han Cheng wanted to practice his goal was also the 'Qingyun Club', two years had passed since the last 'Qingyun Club', and Han Cheng had only been in the Rainforest Gate for three years at that time, neither early nor late, but he couldn't practice, so he didn't go to the 'Qingyun Club' to be embarrassed. Liu Qingfeng and Xu Rumeng were directly accepted as official disciples because of their good talents, so the last 'Qingyun Club' had no impact on Han Cheng.

But three years later, Han Cheng of the 'Qingyun Club' is interested in participating.

Now that he had found a way to practice, he would work diligently, vowing to get one of the ten places in the competition.

Although there are hundreds of miscellaneous disciples who participate, and only the top ten are selected, the competition is very fierce, but the 'Qingyun Society' has a rule for miscellaneous disciples - those who are over twenty years old are not allowed to participate in the 'Qingyun Society'.

If you are past the age of twenty, you will never have the opportunity to participate again, and you will only be reduced to a miscellaneous disciple for the rest of your life.

After the age of twenty, the body bones are slowly shaped, and by the age of twenty-five, even if he is talented, even if he is diligent, the achievements he can achieve in this life are very limited, Han Cheng is already sixteen years old this year, if he can't participate in the 'Qingyun Club' in three years, he is afraid that he will not have a future in this life.

The top eight formal disciples can be selected by a great elder to become his descendants, you must know that the eight elders are highly respected in the Rainforest Sect, in addition to their reputation, their cultivation is also the first of the many elders in the Rainforest Sect, not only that, the disciples of the Eighth Elder are equal to the disciples of the head of the sect, and they are all eligible to run for the position of the next generation of leaders, so they can become the descendants of these great elders, and it is also a good opportunity for countless formal disciples to be able to ascend to the green clouds in a real sense。

However, this competition is even more fierce than the competition of miscellaneous disciples, although the age of formal disciples must not exceed fifty years old, but imagine a young man who has just practiced for ten years, even if he is in his thirties, to deal with people who are nearly fifty years old, there is naturally a clear gap in strength.

Of course, this also depends on one's own talent and acquired hard work, although it may not be impossible to beat, but the competition must be very fierce, and this official disciple even has only eight places, which is two less than the number of miscellaneous disciples, and the number of regular disciples is said to be as many as hundreds.

This time, Qingfeng should participate in the 'Qingyun Club', although he may not necessarily get the ranking, but Han Cheng knows that if Qingfeng participates, he must be running for the ranking, but first. If he wants to participate, Han Cheng will definitely pay attention to his information, and as for Ru Meng, Han Cheng thinks that if Qingfeng wants to participate, she will definitely participate, and he will definitely pay attention to her at that time.

In addition to the formal disciples and miscellaneous disciples, the disciples of the Eight Great Elders will also participate in the 'Qingyun Society', of course, the competition between them is another level, and they will not be tangled with the regular disciples and miscellaneous disciples. Although the competition between them is not a ranking, it is said that the rewards of each competition are good, and the competition at the 'Qingyun Club' can show their strength, and they can sing a prelude to the prelude to their future competition.

In addition, the competition between them is naturally the most exciting, just imagine the unified competition of the top eight disciples of each 'Qingyun Club', the excitement is naturally more than 100 times more exciting than the miscellaneous disciples and even the official disciples.

Great Elder, Great Elder, I want it, I want it, I can't get it, I can't get it.

Han Cheng hummed a strange tune in his mouth, but his hands were constantly busy doing other things. He is in a cave at the moment, this is not the cave of Chishuitan, it is a cave under a cliff of Danyao Peak, it is very hidden, hidden between the dense forests and mountain passes, and only Han Cheng has discovered it so far.

This will also be a secret room where he will truly embark on the path of cultivation.

He set up a cauldron, filled the pot with water, stuffed firewood under the pot, and finally put all the medicinal herbs he had stolen in the pot.

Lighting the firewood under the pot, Han Cheng's eyes gradually became calm.

He took a deep breath, unbuttoned his clothes, took off all his clothes, and then, taking a knife and burning it on the fire, he went into the pot.

Next.

He held the knife in his hand, slowly across his chest, the strength of his arm deepened little by little, and the knife pressed a mark on the skin, and finally the pain of being cut came from the skin.

He gritted his teeth in pain, and he kept moving forward, making a long cut in his chest.

The blood stained the wound bloody, and the pain made his forehead as dense as steaming water on the lid of a pot.

But he knew very well that if he wanted to embark on this path of cultivation, he would have to endure hundreds of times more hardships than others.

He didn't regret it, as long as he could embark on the path of cultivation, he didn't care even if it was to give his life.

Because his life is worth nothing in the first place, and if he waits for death in such a mediocrity, what difference does it make if he dies early or later?

He doesn't want to be able to admire Qingfeng forever, he doesn't want to surpass Qingfeng, but he wants to be like Qingfeng, he can have his own ideal life, and he doesn't want to die of old age like this all his life.

Qingfeng can help him with many things, he can give him money, he can help him fight, and even help him avenge his parents, and he can pay filial piety to his parents after his death. But Han Cheng didn't want to, he knew that some things still had to be done by himself after all, and some things couldn't always rely on others.

A scale was twisted in his hand, and he carefully shoved it into the wound.

It hurts! It hurts to drill the heart, it hurts to pull out the brain.

But a wry smile crossed his lips.

Because this is the first time in his life that he has given in a real sense, a real step.

Maybe it won't work out, but it's the worst moment of his life, and nothing worse!

One by one, one by one, the pot was stained with a pot of blood, and every time his spirit was stinging incomparably, he bit his lip, but the ruthlessness in his eyes was that anyone who saw it had to sigh deeply.

"This guy can really stand it. The shepherd has always wanted to practice a good Yin corpse through this method, but there are not many people with perseverance, and so far they have not succeeded...... Hehe, when this guy has trained this body, and when he finds **, I will be reborn, and I will definitely take this body and train it into a black armored corpse, which must be extremely powerful, and then take the snapping tortoise sac and train it myself, and it will not be in vain. Dan Mako was secretly happy in her heart.