They walked for about half a day, and the four of Song Shiyin saw their teammates from a distance. Their bodies were black and red, covered in mud and blood.

There is a huge corpse on the ground, which must be the third-level foundation-building green soul lion mentioned by Quan Ningyun just now.

It looked like they had just finished fighting. Du Yunxi was sitting cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his breath and recovering his spiritual power. Xue Huanhuan maintained the animal form of a white fox and lay at Du Yunxi's feet.

Wen Jiu was the cleanest among them. There were no traces on his clothes, but his hair was a little messy and his face was slightly red.

The remaining three people were in a very embarrassed state. Tan Leshan fell to the ground, and Sun Xiao rested against a tree, looking very bad. Su Wenhong on the side was feeding him pills.

"Brother! Fellow Daoist Du, Senior Brother Zhuo, Senior Sister Xue." Sun Yao shouted and hurried over.

Song Shiyin also hurriedly followed and ran over to check on his teammates.

Hearing this, Du Yunxi raised his head, opened his blurred eyes, and called to them: "Fellow Daoist Sun!"

The other people also raised their heads happily and greeted them with a smile.

Sun Yao rushed to his brother Sun Xiao's side and looked up and down at his brother's condition.

Sun Xiao's face was stained with blood from being scratched by a sharp weapon, his clothes were in tatters, and his palms were bloody and bloody as if they had been rubbed by sand and gravel.

His mouth was dry and cracked, and blood was oozing out. He seemed to have lost all his strength, half leaning against the tree.

Seeing Sun Xiao who was seriously injured, Sun Yao couldn't help but his eyes were filled with tears. He choked and said, "Brother, why are you injured so badly?"

"I'm fine, how about you? Are you injured? Are you all okay?" Sun Xiao asked with a smile, his voice was weak and trembling, his face was pale, and this smile could not provide any comfort.

"I'm fine, brother. I met Daoist Zhuo and the others, and we've been together ever since."

Sun Xiao's condition was not very good. His spiritual power was exhausted. In the battle just now, he was hit by the Green Soul Lion several times and his internal organs were injured.

Seeing that his brother and teammates returned safely, Sun Xiao was relieved. His energy was consumed too much, so he tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu also came to Du Yunxi's side.

"Fellow Daoist Bian, are you in any danger? Are you all okay?" Du Yunxi didn't drink water for too long, and her upper and lower lips were stuck. She opened her lips suddenly, and her lips were torn and blood oozed out.

"We're fine. There were no near misses along the way. Are you okay?" Bian Tingyu answered.

Du Yunxi shook her head, and then glanced over the two of them. She smiled happily when she saw that their clothes were neat and there were no obvious wounds or signs of fighting.

Song Shiyin squatted down next to Du Yunxi, took out a handkerchief from the storage bag and wiped the sweat and coagulated blood on Du Yunxi's face, and then took out a kettle and fed her some water.

Bian Tingyu on the side sat directly on the ground, holding Du Yunxi against her.

Du Yunxi smiled and thanked her. She had lost her strength now and it was difficult to even raise her hand.

Although the green soul lions at the third level of foundation building are not as high as the brown hyena pigs they encountered that day, there are only six people left in the team. Moreover, they have been exhausted since encountering the wolves and have not repaired much, so

Six people will win by a narrow margin.

The four of them, Song Shiyin, helped them clean up the battlefield and helped the other six members of the team to rest under a tree, while informing them of their movements after the wolves separated.

Sun Yao said that they encountered a black fish when crossing the Qi River. The situation was urgent and extremely dangerous. Fortunately, several monks from Cang Yuan Lun rescued them.

"But banquet for students, banquet for Taoist friends?" Wen Xu asked. It seems that he knows these monks in Cangyuan Lun.

"Yes, do you know Senior Brother Wen?" Sun Yao asked curiously.

Wen Sui smiled, with joy flashing in his eyes, and he said: "Fellow Taoist Yan and I met in the secret realm of Wuxiong Tongshan. At that time, my team members and I encountered the siege of the giant sound beast, and Cang Yuan Lun's disciples

Not far away, it is normal for the immortal world to stand by and watch, so I don’t have any hope."

"Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Yan led the disciples of Cang Yuan Lun to save us. Fellow Daoist Yan is a good person and has high cultivation. Fellow Daoist Quan and Fellow Daoist Guo who are traveling with him are both cheerful people."

"After that, we worked together and killed many puppets in the secret realm of Wuxiong Tong Mountain. We kept in touch after we came out of the secret realm. I didn't expect that they would be the ones to help you this time."

When they heard that Wen Xu actually met the person who saved them, everyone sighed, the world of cultivating immortals is really small, and it's really a coincidence.

After the six people finished repairing, everyone set off on the road again and continued to Shuanghe Mountain.

This time everyone walked slowly. They hadn't had a good rest for a long time. They were tired from running around every day. They didn't want to waste their energy on the road, so they just rested while walking.

Shuanghe Mountain is located on the edge of Xiangxu Domain, with a river in front and behind it, hence its name.

Shuanghe Mountain is very high, higher than Nanpo Mountain where Lingyun Immortal Sect is located, so there are many spiritual plants growing on the top of the mountain.

One day later, everyone finally arrived at the foot of Shuanghe Mountain. Early the next morning, they would go up the mountain to pick lychee branches, and rest at the foot of the mountain tonight.

In order to avoid the recurrence of the last wolf pack incident, ten of them took turns to keep vigil during this break. Nothing happened this night and everyone spent it safely.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Shiyin woke up and yawned loudly. This was her first good sleep after coming out of the sect.

Everyone also felt refreshed, stretched when they needed to, and stretched their muscles when they needed to.

The sun had just risen, and a gentle breeze was blowing, bringing a little bit of coolness, and everyone went up the mountain.

The road up the mountain is neither naturally formed nor man-made, but was made with the feet of generations of monks who went up the mountain to pick spiritual plants.

"I must practice hard, earn more spiritual stones, and exchange them for a flying magic weapon as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will continue to walk on two legs next time I go out, and I will be exhausted." Sun Yao said angrily.

There was too much walking these days, which made everyone fearful.

"Count me in." Bian Tingyu raised her hand with difficulty and agreed.

"Count me in too!" Tan Leshan also joined in.

Bian Tingyu turned her head and looked at Song Shiyin. Song Shiyin pointed down and looked at the road without saying anything. Then Bian Tingyu rolled her eyes and said anxiously: "I am one of them for Shiyin."

"Can't I sit on your magic weapon?" Song Shiyin asked.

"Yes!" Bian Tingyu looked like she suddenly understood.

"I'll cancel my promise just now, just give it to Shiyin, and then I'll take her seat." Bian Tingyu walked quickly to Sun Yao, patted Sun Yao's shoulder, and winked proudly at Song Shiyin after finishing her words.

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"Then I don't have to earn spirit stones, brother, I'll use yours." Bian Tingyu's words inspired Sun Yao. He walked up to Sun Xiao, put his arms around Sun Xiao's shoulders, and winked at him.

Song Shiyin burst out laughing.

Just talking nonsense like this, everyone reached the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is flat, with lush vegetation, and you can reach out and touch the white clouds.

Everyone did not stop and walked directly to the mission location.

Muli flower branches only grow in the shadows of the cliff, where the sun shines, and there is no trace of them.

Mu Li Huazhi, cold in nature, is the main medicine of the fourth-level elixir Zhenyuan Dan. Zhenyuan Dan is an elixir used to increase cultivation when monks break through the foundation. Although the level is not high, it is in high demand for the Nine Realms.

It is very large, so among the sect tasks of each sect, three or four out of ten are picking lychee branches.

Muli flower branches are actually branches of low muli bushes. When picking, you need to pluck the branches with blooming flowers. Muli flower branches without flowers cannot be used as the main medicine.

"Senior Brother Wen, that is the lychee branch we are going to pick, right?" Sun Yao pointed to a place where there was a low tree with pale pink flowers blooming on it.

"That's right, picking lychee branches is a bit particular. Let me show you a demonstration before you go picking again." Wen Jiu said.

As he spoke, Wen Xi walked forward. He stretched out his hand to grab the lychee branch, turned back to look at everyone, and said, "We need to find a branch with flowers first. Do you see this node? At this location...

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Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a sword light flew towards him. Wen Xu retreated slightly to avoid the attack.

Song Shiyin looked at the person who came. He was a male monk, wearing Cang Yuan Lun's religious uniform. He was slightly fat, his steps were sloppy, he had a gold wheel around his waist, and he looked at everyone innocently.

"Oh, this Taoist friend wants to keep flowers." The male cultivator came over twice, pushed Wen Xu hard, and protected the liche branches with both hands.

The force was so great that Wen Xu staggered a few steps. He frowned and said in a good voice: "Fellow Taoist, what are you doing?"

"It's not easy to grow these lychee branches. Don't kill any animals and leave quickly." The male cultivator bent down, raised his right hand, and wiped the non-existent tears from his eyes with his sleeve.

A lot of nonsense.

Song Shiyin was a little confused as to what the male cultivator in front of him was playing. To the Nine Realms, everyone who cultivates immortals and Tiandou knows that these spiritual plants are naturally for my use.

The others didn't understand either. Sun Yao was straightforward and asked directly: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Of course I have taken a liking to this Mu Lihuazhi. You should leave as soon as possible." The male cultivator changed his crying expression before and looked at everyone with disdain.

"You're such a domineering person. We were the ones who came here first." Sun Yao stepped forward angrily.

"You kid, do you know that there is a saying that strikes first to gain the upper hand?" Just as he was speaking, the male cultivator pinched the Mu Lihua branch with his fingers, and the whole branch was picked off by him.

This clump of lychee trees seemed to have been drained of its vitality and withered instantly.

He picked up the liche branch and waved it in front of everyone, then put it into his storage bag.

Seeing this scene, Song Shiyin's eyes narrowed. It seemed that the strength of this male cultivator was at least at the Golden Core stage.

Sun Yao was furious and tried to grab it. The male cultivator grabbed Sun Yao's wrist and swung it to the side.

This move was obviously filled with spiritual power. Sun Yao took dozens of steps back. Sun Xiao quickly stepped forward to support him. There was a faint pain in his arm. Sun Yao looked down and saw that the place where the male cultivator had just grabbed him was already red and swollen.

Sun Xiao supported his younger brother and stared at the male cultivator bitterly.

"This fellow Taoist, the Nine Realms also emphasize first-come, first-served. Lingyun Immortal Sect is not a small sect that can be manipulated by others." Wen Xu also noticed that the male cultivator in front of him had unusual cultivation and tried to put pressure on the sect.

But the male cultivator obviously didn't take them seriously. He raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Just a few of you? A child with a foundation-building cultivation level and nine slaves? You are not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

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Hearing this, Song Shiyin narrowed her eyes. She hadn't heard anyone belittle her like this for a long time, but there was someone more grumpy than her on the court.

"Speak nonsense!" Xue Huanhuan's spiritual energy surged around her body. She turned her fingers into claws and teleported towards the male cultivator.

The male cultivator slowly threw out a rope, which stretched instantly and tied Xue Huanhuan tightly.

"Where did this wild dog come from? It's trying to hurt someone." The male cultivator patted his sleeves.
Chapter completed!