Returning to the Alchemy Pavilion, Yannuo sneaked into Alchemy Master Lin's house without anyone noticing. Seeing that Alchemy Master Lin had not woken up, he put the forbidden token of the medicine garden in the storage bag, and then walked out of the Alchemy Cauldron calmly.

Feng, Dunfeng rushed towards the outside of the sect.

Yan Nuo came to Pingyao Peak. At this time, Pingyao Peak was already crowded with people. The side of Pingyao Peak close to Yuxiao Sect was full of disciples of the sect. In addition to the elders and leaders of the sect, the elites of the sect

Everyone gathered on Pingyao Peak.

She saw the veiled Yu Zhi from a distance, and her beautiful eyes were even colder. When she felt Yan Nuo's eyes looking at her, she just nodded to Yan Nuo, and then looked up at her father in the sky like other monks.

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Next to Yuzhi was Fairy Yuerou, who, like Yuzhi, was looking at her husband in mid-air.

Deliberately walking to where the alchemists of Danding Pavilion were, and after chatting with each other, Yannuo stood in the crowd and looked at the two figures facing each other in the sky above Pingyao Peak.

In the mid-air of Pingyao Peak, the Cangfan Sword Immortal is dressed in white clothes without a trace of mortal dust. He is even more arrogant and arrogant. His long hair like ink is tied up in a bun on his head. His complexion is more like jade, and a long sword in his hand is like a rainbow.

Behind him, there was a hint of smile in his eyes, looking at the monk in front of him.

The monk opposite was wearing a green gown, and his long black hair was scattered casually on his shoulders, swaying in the wind, but it didn't feel messy. His handsome and flawless face showed a kind of indifference in his eyes that made people dare not approach him.

There is also a long sword overflowing with spiritual energy on his back, standing proudly in the mid-air. It must be Ye Yunhan who has made an appointment with Cangfan Sword Immortal.

"Brother Cang Fan! Since he was defeated by you thirty years ago, Ye got a copy of the sword cultivation technique inherited from ancient times by chance, and then turned to study the way of sword painstakingly. After these years of hard training, he finally achieved some success. Therefore,

Come and have a discussion with Cang Fan!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye! I haven't seen you for so many years, but you still look the same. I've heard for a long time that you have turned to swordsmanship and your cultivation is even better than before. Cang Fan is also interested in learning from each other!"

After saying that, in a moment, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth began to roll violently. Before the monks in the pill formation stage took action, the huge spiritual pressure stirred up the dense clouds between the mountain peaks, making all the low-level monks tremble with fear.

There are few rivals among the monks of the same level in terms of sword cultivation and martial arts cultivation. The swords of the two sword cultivation periods of the two great elixir formations have not yet been unsheathed, and the sword intentions in my heart have been silently exchanged for several times.

A group of monks at the foot of Pingyao Peak just thought that the two of them had not yet made a move, but the monks in the Danjie stage who were peeping from a distance knew that the two of them had already fought for several times. The spiritual energy between the sky and the earth was violently rolling, and it was the two swordsmen fighting each other in the air.

The result of entanglement.

Then an ice-colored chilong appeared out of thin air above Pingyao Peak, and then a fire-colored eagle appeared, facing each other in the air. Then one dragon and one eagle quickly became entangled, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was extremely violent.

"The sword will take shape!" someone exclaimed.

All the monks at the foot of Pingyao Peak had expressions of astonishment on their faces. The sword cultivators were indeed as powerful as the legends. The cultivation of these two men was definitely the best among the monks in the Lingzhou Realm Formation Stage.

Yannuo had seen the ice-colored chilong when he met Cangfan Sword Immortal. He thought that the fire-colored eagle was transformed by Ye Jianhan's sword intention. Yannuo was thinking about it, and the sword intention was the transformation of his own sword.

The attributes of the spiritual root are fused into the sword energy, and the sword intention takes shape, presumably by transforming the sword energy containing spiritual power into various forms.

Unknowingly, Yannuo had a preliminary understanding of sword energy and sword intention, but how to reach this point was not something Yannuo could achieve with his current cultivation level.

At this time, the ice-colored chilong and the fire-colored eagle falcon above Pingyao Peak gradually disappeared into nothingness after a fight.

Cangdan Sword Immortal and Ye Jianhan looked at each other and smiled. They drew their long swords at the same time, their sword energy was like a rainbow, but they could no longer distinguish each other's bodies and sword shadows.

The monks watching the battle at the foot of the peak could only see the two figures intertwined, but they could not see what kind of swordsmanship or moves they were using. Only the monks in the alchemy stage in the distance could feel the powerful momentum and moves of the two.

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The two struggled for a while, and then stopped at the same time. They were still standing in mid-air, as if they were immortals, with a smile on their faces.

"Brother Cangdan! The victory has been decided, how about we go drink?" The green figure turned into a blue rainbow and ran towards Crescent Moon Peak.

Cangfan Sword Immortal nodded, smiled slightly, turned into a white rainbow and followed closely.

A swordsman, elegant yet uninhibited.

Just the speed of the two of them was enough to make the monks at the Danjie Stage stunned.

The monks at the foot of Pingyao Peak haven't understood it yet, but the fight has ended. They were whispering to each other for a while, but they couldn't figure out the outcome. Only some monks in the alchemy stage understood the danger and outcome of the fight between the two just now.

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The monks argued for a while and then dispersed without any clue.

Yannuo was thinking about the elixir, and he had just committed a theft in the medicine garden. He was still a little uneasy and could no longer think about the battle just now, so he followed the monks in the sect back to Yuxiao Sect.

Yufeng came to the Danding Pavilion, and the alchemists coming and going were still treating him the same way as before. Judging from the situation, Alchemist Lin did not find out that the token had been stolen, and no disciples discovered the herbs in the medicine garden at Danding Peak.

stolen.

A few days later, a disciple came to report that the rare spiritual herbs in the Alchemy Peak Medicine Garden had been stolen. Master Lin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He tried his best to suppress the news and didn't want the higher-ups to know. Usually, there were many people who were dissatisfied with Master Lin, and some secretly...

Report to the sect's senior officials.

The elders and heads of the sect were shocked and angry after hearing this. How could anyone steal most of the rare herbs in the medicine garden while the restrictions on the medicine garden were intact and protected by the third-level top-grade spiritual beasts?

Solved a major unsolved case within the sect.

Of course, no one would doubt Yannuo, a disciple in the Qi refining stage, for such a big matter.

The leader and a group of elders finally unleashed their anger over the theft of the spiritual grass on Master Lin. Master Lin was fined and demoted.

The storm over the theft of the spiritual grass gradually dissipated. It was now May, and there were still three months until the osmanthus tree was bloomed. I was not in a hurry to find the nine-branch osmanthus, and I concentrated on practicing alchemy at the moment.

Many disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage also deliberately made friends with Yannuo, a very talented young alchemist, and shared their experience and experience in solving the bottlenecks and unexpected situations they encountered when entering the Foundation Establishment stage.

Yan Nuo reciprocated the favor. In private, these disciples came to ask Yan Nuo to help him refine the elixir, and never took crystal stones or benefits. As a result, Yan Nuo's reputation among the inner sect disciples was actually higher than that of some elders who were in retreat at the alchemy stage.

In Yannuo's view, refining elixirs is also a way of spiritual practice. It not only cultivates soul power but also stabilizes the state of mind. It is also a test of the spiritual endurance in the body.

Although there was no Yi Jing Tongmai Pill, Yannuo, as the alchemist, naturally had plenty of pills in his hands. After swallowing the pills, his cultivation level was naturally promoted to the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

I saw Yu Zhi several times in Fengqi Valley. As her cultivation increased, her character became colder and colder. Only when she made a promise, there was a hint of warmth in her words.

The flame bird egg given to Yu Zhi has hatched long ago, and now it has grown into a first-class high-grade spiritual bird, following Yu Zhi inseparably. Its feathers are as red as fire, its tail is like a red bird, and it flies in the air like a ball of flame.

It was also difficult for Yannuo to parry the fire beads spit out during the attack.

Before I knew it, it was almost August, and I thought it was almost the season for the osmanthus trees to bloom. After Yannuo took a leave of absence from the sect, he escaped from the Yuxiao Sect and headed towards Wuya Mountain.

Before leaving the sect, he carefully read the books about the Wuya Mountains, and also inquired about the distribution of cities and towns around the mountains from the Foundation Establishment disciples with whom he had made personal friends.

After more than ten days, the blue-black Wuya Mountains loomed in front of them, and in a small town at the foot of Wuya Mountains, Yan Nuo fell into the light.

As the sun set in the west, I was walking on the street of a small town. Yan Nuo, dressed in sect robes, attracted the shy eyes of some secular girls, making Yan Nuo feel embarrassed for a moment.

Fortunately, I still had some worldly gold and silver in my hands, so I found an inn and stayed there.

The looks of those girls in the small town made Yannuo feel a little surprised. He opened the window of the inn and saw a pool of water outside the window. Looking at his reflection on the water, he couldn't help but touch his chin and laughed.

Cultivators have been practicing for many years, immersed in spiritual energy, and using spiritual energy to wash their marrow and fill their bodies. They have less of the turbidity of the world and more of the pure spirit of heaven and earth. Their appearance and temperament also become more beautiful and handsome with their cultivation.

Only then did I remember that most of the disciples in the sect were handsome men and beautiful women, so it was not surprising.

After staying one night at the inn, Yannuo fled to the Wuya Mountains the next day.

After walking dozens of miles out of the town, they heard the sound of fighting coming from ahead, and Yannuo followed the sound and looked over there.

In the woods ahead, a man in his twenties and several followers stopped a girl and laughed and fought there. On one side were several seriously injured people lying on the ground.

Looking at the cultivation level of the man at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, the girl was only at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage. She was struggling to hold on. It seems that the man did not use all his cultivation level, but only deliberately teased the girl.

"Miss Cheng! Wang is so crazy about you, why should she reject me thousands of miles away! If you obey me and use the power of my Wang family to form an alliance with your Cheng family, this Wuya Mountain will be yours and mine!" That man

joked.

"Sister! Don't agree to this thief Wang Ling. His Wang family just wants to annex our Cheng family. In the past few years, Wang Ling has taken him as a concubine and used it as a tonic for the cauldron. How many female cultivators are there?" A woman who looks like fifteen,

The six-year-old boy shouted loudly. At this time, half of the boy's clothes were stained red with blood.

"Boy! You are so tired of living!" A man named Wang Ling turned to the young man and cursed: "You little beast, if you talk too much, I will kill you!"

"Wang Ling, just give up on this idea! I will never obey you!" the girl said angrily.

Wang Ling looked at the injured young man lying on the ground, with a wicked smile on his lips: "If you don't obey me, I will cut off all your brother's hand tendons and hamstrings with one knife and make him a cripple for the rest of his life!"

After saying that, he swore at his men, and the man walked towards the young man with a long knife.

"No!" the girl yelled.

"Sister! Go quickly! Leave me alone!" the boy shouted loudly.

"What a close brother-sister relationship!" Wang Ling sneered and winked at the man holding the knife.
Chapter completed!