A few days later.

Northern Territory, Spiritual Medicine Garden.

The Meng sisters, Mrs. Die Rui, and Song Ningjing are working together to attack a restricted area.

These four female cultivators who were in the early stage of forming alchemy are getting along more harmoniously now, and they are somewhat like the acquaintances of Jinlan.

Zheng!

As Song Ningjing finally drew his sword, the Qiu Shui Sword turned into a piercing sword light and struck above the golden restriction.

Wow!

Countless golden fragments exploded in all directions, and the restriction that originally enveloped this place disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Sister Song's swordsmanship has improved again."

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Dierui smiled and said.

"You're welcome, sister..."

Song Ningjing knew that the relationship with Master Feng was extraordinary and she did not dare to neglect him.

The Meng family sisters were concerned about the spiritual herbs. When the restrictions were lifted, they couldn't wait to fly in: "This is just a corner of the Northern Territory Spiritual Medicine Garden. There are more than a dozen pill-forming monks who entered the restricted areas of this spiritual medicine garden with me and others.

, in order to avoid long nights and many dreams, it is better to collect spiritual herbs quickly..."

After the ban, the cold hit my face, and it turned out to be an ice crystal waterfall!

"A century-old cold spring?"

Song Ningjing's eyes lit up when she saw the waterfall flowing in the ice and snow: "This spring water is not ice, but its cold air is better than thousands of years of ice... It can be used to refine flying swords!"

The Meng sisters were also overjoyed: "This environment is extremely suitable for the growth of the 'Nine Lies Capturing the Dragon Grass'. This should be the place..."

They had raided several places before, and although they obtained some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, they did not have the 'Nine Lies Capturing Dragon Grass' that they had longed for.

The four women immediately expanded their consciousness inch by inch, searching the area for miles around.

"Here!"

Not long after, Meng Xingyu cheered and flew into the waterfall.

Inside the waterfall, there is a cave.

Deep in the cave, beside a cold spring, there are several strange red spiritual grasses growing.

Its rhizome is thick and there are nine red lines on it, like a dragon, it is the ‘Nine Lies Capturing the Dragon Grass’!

"Hehe, congratulations to both of you, your skills have finally improved by leaps and bounds..."

Mrs. Die Rui smiled and congratulated her.

She has been with the Meng sisters for many years and knows that these two sisters practice a special mysterious skill. Although it helps to condense the true elixir, it is a bit difficult after the elixir is formed. It is not possible to switch the method, and one has to go all the way to the dark side.

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"This spiritual herb should be a thousand years old, enough to be used..."

Song Ningjing made an appraisal and nodded: "According to the previous agreement, sister Die Rui and I will not participate..."

"Thank you two sisters."

Meng Xingtong was overjoyed. He took out a jade box, picked the Nine Lies Capturing Dragon Grass, and put it properly into a storage bag. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when the four girls flew out of the waterfall, Song Ningjing's expression changed slightly, and the Autumn Water Sword turned into a sword light and slashed somewhere in the void.

"Huh? He's quite clever..."

There was a cold snort in the air, and a young man with red eyebrows and hair appeared.

He stood with his hands behind his back and flicked his fingers casually.

A fire dragon appeared, its power was astonishing, and it seemed to be able to scorch the heaven and earth.

At this time, the sharp claws just scratched the sword light into pieces, and the majestic mana filled all directions, bringing a strong sense of oppression.

"Later stage of Golden Elixir?"

Song Ningjing exclaimed.

"It's Yan Yanzi!"

When the Meng sisters saw this young man, they felt their hearts plummeting into the abyss, and secretly complained:

'This person is not wandering in the central region, so why is he coming to the north to rob us?'

'Fortunately, Yan Yanzi is a righteous person. If he hands over all the spiritual herbs, he should not be hunted to death... My ancestor of the Meng family also has some friendship with Fentian Valley.'

For ordinary monks, the difference between the evil way and the right way is that the right way usually only requires money, but the evil way not only requires money, but also life!

Yan Yanzi crushed the sword light to pieces, but actually felt extremely unhappy.

This time, the five Zhengdao disciples were in a big fight, and Hun Yuanzi was killed in a five-on-three battle.

After they go out, the world of immortality will spread rumors that this new generation of righteous rookies are not good enough, and they will be nailed to the pillar of shame!

However...if you can't beat it, you just can't beat it!

In particular, Yu Zhenzi, who has cultivated the 'Soul-Destroying Demonic Flame', has the magical power of Tian Ke Haoran, which can be called the first cultivation of pill formation.

The three of them, the Righteous Sons, could barely maintain a balance of power and were qualified to pick the last Divine Infant Fruit.

This is how things originally developed...

But later, when Zhengqizi took the two of them to heal their wounds, they received another earth-shattering news.

‘Feng Shangren’ is Yuanying Sword Lord!

Not only that, he could kill all the demonic heroes with just one sword!

Even the four divine infant fruits were all put into the bag.

Zhengqizi decided at that time not to grab the last Divine Infant Fruit, but to avoid its edge!

Although the 'Feng Shangren' seems to be on the side of the right path by killing demonic monks, in front of the Divine Infant Fruit, even brothers from the same sect may draw knives on each other!

Judging from the fact that the opponent dared to kill several Demonic Nascent Soul Seeds without hesitation, it was obvious that he would not give Zhengdao much face.

Even if it is him, if any righteous monk dares to disobey, he will definitely be killed!

Therefore, the three sons of Zhengdao directly went their separate ways. Instead of competing for the Divine Infant Fruit, they could only search for other spiritual resources in the central region.

As a result...an even more speechless scene happened!

That 'Feng Shangren' has no demeanor like the senior Yuanying, and he even wants to fight for the third-level spiritual grass from them!

Simply unworthy of a man!

If outside the blessed land, this kind of bullying of the small by the big would have been beaten by the Nascent Soul of both good and evil!

But...

The three sons of Zhengdao had no choice but to admit their defeat and went to the Four Realms to collect spiritual objects, barely making up for it.

As a result, this plan did not go well either!

Yan Yanzi just received the news today that the powerful body cultivator who had previously snatched the Divine Infant Fruit was also frantically sweeping all kinds of spiritual resources, especially spiritual herbs!

At present, they have fought against both Zhengqizi and Jingangzi, and the two of the five Zhengdao disciples cannot defeat each other even if they join forces, but suffer a small loss...

The disgraced Yan Yanzi chose the Northern Territory, naturally because there are many techniques in Fentian Valley, and the elixirs are too violent and need to be neutralized by the cold spirit grass.

According to his mood at this time, he might just kill any monk who encounters obstacles to vent his frustration.

But at this time, his spiritual consciousness noticed that the original fire dragon on the Meng sisters was stagnant.

'These seem to be the Meng sisters from the intelligence...who entered Linlang Paradise together with the old monster Nascent Soul...'

'Although Feng Shangren is probably dead long ago, it's just a disguise...but this old Yuanying monster has a moody mind. If I touch his harem...I'm afraid he will hunt me down in the secret realm...'

Even in the outside world, Yan Yanzi may not dare to completely offend an old Yuanying monster.

Unless he stays in the sect all his life and condenses the Nascent Soul before going out!

In the history of the Dajing Immortal Cultivation World, similar things happened.

True Monarch Nascent Soul, a casual cultivator, is barefooted and is not afraid of wearing shoes. He does not dare to provoke even good and evil spirits.

After all, True Monarch Nascent Soul has extremely strong escape skills. Even if he cannot defeat him, he can still crazily take revenge on his disciples.

Therefore, when those Nascent Soul cultivators established forces and families, both the good and the evil were very supportive.

This is equivalent to grasping each other's weaknesses and having a tacit understanding and bottom line.

But now, this 'Feng Shangren' is moody, and may not even be a monk in the Dajing Immortal World at all, so you must be extra careful!

"That's all...it turns out it's you, I'm the one bothering you. I'm going to say goodbye!"

Yan Yanzi forced out a smile, then turned into a ray of fire and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Huh? I didn't expect that this Yan Yanzi is really a model of righteousness... I thought he would at least take away the spiritual herbs we were waiting for."

Mrs. Die Rui patted her tall and plump body, feeling a little lucky after the disaster.

The Meng sisters looked at each other, both confused: "Yan Yanzi in the intelligence report is very fiery. He doesn't seem to be such an easy person to talk to..."

They don't have an intelligence network at the level of the Five Righteous Sons.

What's more, these four female alchemy-forming cultivators are all in the early stages of alchemy-forming, and they are equivalent to the lowest level of the food chain in Linlang Blessed Land.

Occasionally, when I meet a Dan-Jie monk, I either start a fight directly or run away from him, without much communication.

He was also focused on searching for spiritual objects in the Northern Territory, so it was understandable that he didn't know what happened at Shenying Cliff.

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In the blink of an eye, Linlang Paradise is about to close.

A secret realm, somewhere in a cave.

Fang Xing and the deity sat opposite each other and smiled at each other.

"This time, I really gained a lot..."

Fang Xing sighed with emotion.

This trip’s most important infant-forming spiritual objects, he took a total of five of them by himself!

Of course, one of them was taken by me as an unknown powerful body cultivator, and outsiders don't know.

But even the four they knew were still an astonishing number.

At the same time, you can imagine how both good and evil will go crazy after they get out.

"The safest thing now is to teleport back to Blue Star... and let them find air..."

Fang Xing showed a hint of smile, and then a hint of hesitation.

Because according to the teleportation rules of the Gates of Heaven that he figured out, after he leaves, he should be teleported back to the place he came back.

Therefore, if the main body and the immortal clone go to Blue Star, wait until the end of Linlang Blessed Land, and then teleport back, they will still be in the Blessed Land!

'But once the Linlang Paradise opens in five hundred years, once it closes, the monks in the Paradise will be in danger...'

'At least, in the world of immortality, there are no examples of people who are still alive after being stranded for five hundred years...'

In five hundred years, with the resources of Linlang Paradise, it would even be enough to impact the Nascent Soul.

There must be a reason why both good and evil parties only set up resource points here but never sent monks to guard them.

Fang Xing felt that he could not take risks.

Otherwise, if you are locked up in Linlang Blessed Land, you will completely miss the vast world of immortality.

"Therefore, the safest thing is for me to return to Blue Star with all the gains, and the immortal clone will stay here. After being teleported out of Linlang Paradise, I can adapt to changes..."

Fang Xing immediately took the storage bag containing a large amount of harvest into his hands.

After pondering for a while, he stretched out his hand and flicked it.

An antique lyre emerged, but the end was a little burnt black.

"The spiritual treasure——Jiao Wei Qin, if it can be refined, the immortal clone will have two spiritual treasures, and its combat power will be even greater...however..."

The cultivator's avatar sent a burst of Nascent Soul mana into the Jiaowei Qin, and he immediately felt a sense of resistance.

This is the spirit of ‘Jiao Wei Qin’ resisting his refining!

This feeling is very different from the previous effortless worship of the ‘Qingyang Magic Lantern’.

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