After a wild run, Ba Fenghan and Qi Zhixiao ran to the foot of the mountain, just shuttling through the mist, but they were slightly chilled.

The fog is attracted by the aura, frantically surging towards the mountain, layer by layer, the entire mountain peak is shrouded, becoming illusory, when the night comes, the temperature drops and the fog condenses, and even layers of ice will be formed, and the temperature will drop to below minus 30 degrees, which is extremely harmful to people.

"It's dangerous!" Qi Zhixiao said with palpitations.

Ba Fenghan shook his head, these fogs, until an hour later, will have an obvious effect, now, the temperature is not low, a little wet, at most a little discomfort, it doesn't matter much. However, two years ago, Qi Zhixiao suffered a big loss on the mountain, because he concentrated on work, he was trapped on the mountain by the cold, if it wasn't for Uncle Lu patrolling the mountain, he would almost hang on it, and since then, almost when he talks about the cold on the mountain, he will change color, and that experience has left an indelible mark in his heart.

Ba Fenghan shook his sore shoulders, this is the sequelae of today's hard work, patted Qi Zhixiao, who was still in a daze, and said, "It's time to eat, let's hurry up, otherwise, there will be no more!"

Hearing the meal, Qi Zhixiao's eyes lit up, as if in an instant, he reacted, cracked his big mouth, and said in a loud voice: "Let's go soon, it's late, it's too late!" After speaking, the smoke disappeared.

Looking at Qi Zhixiao's back gradually moving away, Ba Fenghan shook his head, the memories of the past and present lives were fused in an instant, a tendon, but it was also beneficial, looking back at the medicine field, the white aura had been shrouded, and the night belonged to the cold air.

Halfway up the mountain, the bronze bell swayed gently under the breeze, a touch of purple, particularly eye-catching, it should be Uncle Lu, in this endless cold night, only a master like Uncle Lu can be on it without hindrance.

Along the path down, in the place between the two mountains, is where the outer disciples live, gave a nice name, called Tear Bamboo Xuan, named after the surrounding tears and bamboos, the Qinglong Collar has a total of thirty-six medicinal fields, almost all the miscellaneous disciples live here, there are almost seven or eight hundred people, but the Qinglong Leader has so many monks, the Qinglong Collar is just one of the twelve leaders of the Upper Realm Peak, the entire Luofu Mountain has nine main peaks, and the miscellaneous disciples are almost 100,000, which is a first-class force.

When Ba Fenghan walked into the dining room, Qi Zhixiao had already begun to fight, the treatment of the outer disciples was not high, but the food was good, in the world, the princes may not enjoy it, the food of the entire Luofu Mountain was provided by a treasure Cui Pingding, and only the big sects could do it, even if it was ordinary food, after Cui Pingding purified and processed, it was also fragrant, the key is that it is full of aura, and it is a great tonic ingredient.

"Quick, Feng Han, today is Wucao porridge, you like it the most!" Qi Zhixiao shouted loudly.

Five-herb porridge is a kind of mille-feuille soup, which adds dozens of medicinal materials, for the miscellaneous disciples in the refining period, it has the effect of nourishing the yuan and replenishing qi, if it is placed in the mundane world, it can be said that it is the level of rare treasures, a bowl down, you can increase your strength for a few years, even if it is in the sect, it is not possible to drink it every day.

Ba Fenghan sat down, picked up the big bowl, took a bite of the stomach, a stream of heat, rushing out, from the stomach to the dantian, after the operation, running into the meridians, the blazing aura, pushing the true qi, bursts of agitation, as if to break through all the barriers, even compared to meditation exercises, but unfortunately along the meridians all the way, all the way scattered, and finally digested and invisible.

Ba Fenghan sighed and opened his eyes, this is the trouble of the spiritual root, he is the spiritual root of the lower three grades, most of the medicinal effects have been dispersed, and they have gathered into the body, and they can't improve too much true qi, at most they just strengthen the body, fortunately, the fatigue of the day seems to have been reduced by half, only the shoulder position with too much exertion, and it is slightly sore.

In the cafeteria, there are only a few gray-clothed disciples eating, gray-clothed, among the outer gates, is considered the lowest level, and it is a heavy work to bear every day, when they see Bai Fenghan and Qi Zhixiao, they seem to be talking to each other, and occasionally words come over: "This is Ba Fenghan!

"Yes, he has been hanging his tail, and it seems that he has been punished for four or five months in a row, I really don't know why he still has the face to stay here!"

"Staying in the sect, there is always a little benefit, stay for a month longer, there will be one more spar, in the world, this is not a small wealth!"

"By the way, isn't that Qi Zhixiao, what about the innate divine power, I can't go up in cultivation, and now I'm not coming down!"

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The gray-clothed disciple did not lower his voice, in the midst of cynicism, but it was irrefutable, Qi Zhixiao clenched his fists hard, the green muscles burst out, but they did not burst out, what they said was right, the current Ba Fenghan and Qi Zhixiao have already counted the Qinglong Collar, the worst strength, what Ba Fenghan is facing is the two-year small ratio this time, and Qi Zhixiao, at most, survived this time, as if everything was a little slim.

"Zhixiao, let's go!" Ba Fenghan stood up slowly, and the two of them packed up their things and left the dining hall.

Along the path between the two mountains, Ba Fenghan and Qi Zhixiao walked slowly, neither of them said anything, and the atmosphere couldn't help but be a little depressing. Tear Bamboo Xuan, Tear Bamboo is numerous, surrounded by mottled Tear Bamboo, Tear Bamboo is a famous plant of the Upper Boundary Peak, grows rapidly, has an extremely long lifespan, generally every 10 years, the hardness and flexibility are doubled, and the tear bamboo of a hundred years can even be compared to steel.

After turning to the side, in the midst of a bamboo forest, rows of small bamboo huts were erected, these were their dwellings, and generally speaking, these bamboo houses were built by themselves, and some of them were not in order.

Walked forward for a long time, in the back of the entire tear bamboo pavilion, in the bamboo forest, an unusually tall bamboo building, swaying in the wind, back then, the two built together, to be exact, it was Qi Zhixiao's power alone, he was born with divine power, when others were cutting down small green bamboo, he directly found the hundred-year-old tear bamboo, and spent three days to build such a huge bamboo building, which was very sensational at the time, but who would have thought that in three years, they changed from the focus of attention to the laughing stock, which may be the biggest irony.

"Feng Han ......!" Standing in front of the bamboo house, Qi Zhixiao wanted to speak and stopped!

"What's the matter, Zhixiao! This is not your surname!"

Qi Zhixiao hesitated for a moment, and said to Bao Fenghan: "Fenghan, it's about to be a monthly assessment and a small comparison with the outer door, why don't we think of another way?"

Bai Fenghan understood what Qi Zhixiao meant, it was nothing more than two assessments, especially the latter, Qi Zhixiao was okay to say, he was a little difficult, but for them, there was not much room for choice, but those methods, Ba Fenghan would not choose before, and now that he has the Qiankun Map, he will not choose.

"Okay, Zhixiao, I'll think about it, see you tomorrow!" Waving goodbye to the stunned Qi Zhixiao, Ba Feng walked slowly to his room, the room was empty, only a grass futon, which was also where he practiced.

The night is gradually thickening, and the surroundings are quiet, only occasionally heard, in the mountain streams, animals are chirping, at night, it is the time for all disciples to cultivate, and it has been three years since entering the Luofu Sect, except for the first year, and occasionally going to bed, the remaining two years are almost replaced by meditation.

It's a pity that not all efforts can achieve results, Ba Fenghan silently looked out the window, turned around and sat down on the futon, too many things have happened today, he needs to sort it out thoroughly!

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