"Hello, Brother Park," Before he finished speaking, a wheat-colored hand had already been placed on Park Tie-shin's shoulder. His long golden hair was tied into a single ponytail, he had light eyebrows, bare face, delicate but practical leather armor. The rest of his hand stood on Park Tie-shin's side with one hand on his hips, and a heroic coolness hit him.

A very distinctive girl, or tomboy.

"You're not big or young, you have to call me uncle." Park Tae-shin pretended to be angry, but his angular face didn't look like he pretended to be serious, and it looked like a kind of care.

"Tsk, I have told you so many times. My father and I are talking about each other. Brother Park, why are you here?"

"I'll introduce you if you do me a little bit."

"Jiang Xiaobai." Jiang Feng clasped his fists and introduced himself, saying a fake name.

"Lin Qiaodie, why are you dressing like this? You have spots on your face? You can't tell whether you are handsome."

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"Why do you want to stop us?" Park Tiexin came to rescue the scene in time, otherwise Jiang Feng would have to deal with it with a little laugh.

"You haven't heard of the mating ceremony, Brother Park? It's very famous."

Lin Qiaodie was dancing with a slight look of being aware of it. "The ring-tailed black ants will marry in the air at this time every year, and then they will land and reproduce. Today, the number in the air is just beginning, and the number will gradually increase within three days. When it finally falls, the monsters of the ant eater will be dispatched. At that time, the queen of the ant will send countless soldiers and ants, and the two sides will fight for 300 rounds."

Lin Qiaodie gestured with her hands crossed, "Then...and we'll just wait to pick up the bargains. Good things are everywhere, pick them up at will." She paused for a moment and looked at the two of them, as if she was saying, "Do I understand enough?"

"Let's go," Park Tiexin and Jiang Feng said at the same time. Although this ring-tailed black ant is one foot long, it is not a monster. The monsters of ant eaters are usually very low in level, and some are not even considered monsters. Even if there are a lot of low-level materials left, they are scattered in the entire canyon and so many people snatch them. How high can the income be? After three or four days of busyness, they can get half a second-level one. They are all lucky, and in the end they benefit the most, the shops here are the ones who make the most profits.

However, for cultivators with spiritual level cultivation like Lin Qiaodie, this grand event in nature is still good. If you are lucky, you can also get good returns with others to kill some low-level injured monsters.

"Don't leave, hum, I'm so angry." Lin Qiaodie wanted to follow the two of them, but she had a lot of effort to keep up with the Xuan-level speed. Besides, she had already made an appointment with several people in advance and waited for the right time to enter the valley together.

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Before arriving at the temporary camp, the journey is mostly safe, and there is no dispute without profit. Ordinary monsters, at most, for more than ten years of herbs, only spiritual-level demon cultivators and qi-training cultivators will pay attention to it. However, as Lin Qiaodie said, in the past few days of ring-tailed black ants, there have indeed been many fewer low-level cultivators entering the valley, and they are all in Leping, waiting for the opportunity.

The temporary camp is not owned by the Seventh Alliance. Just as "the more people walk, the road becomes a road", when there are more people resting, there will naturally be a recognized shelter. This is a mountain that is leeward, far away from the dense forests filled with poisonous insects, and close to a clean water source. Therefore, it has become the first choice for monks to rest before entering the depths of the canyon.

The order here is not maintained, and most of the monks gather in groups, living in the same place without disturbing each other. Jiang Feng and Park Tiexin found a cluster of slightly yellowed short trees to meditate and rest. Two mysterious demon cultivators were not considered weak in this camp of nearly 100 people, but they were not eye-catching.

With the help of the shadow of the tree, Jiang Feng released a shadow clone to detect nearby terrain. The shadow shuttled through the shadow and carefully detected every corner that was easy to detect. Most of the demon cultivators here, with the Xuan-level cultivation accounting for more than 40%, while the spiritual level was mainly above the sixth level. Of course, it is not ruled out that some people deliberately hid their cultivation, or passively lowering their cultivation like Jiang Feng. After releasing the shadow clone, he can only maintain his cultivation at the first level of the Xuan-level.

There was a bunch of bonfires lit by unknown people in the middle of the camp. Jiang Feng observed one by one from afar and found a familiar figure and a fresh grass mark with very familiar handwriting.

"After a hundred years of exchange of herbal medicines, no opening of the mouth for spiritual stone transactions"

This style is a bit familiar. Is it Han Li, an outer disciple of the Power Sect? Looking closely, he looks similar, but perhaps because it is not as easy as Jiang Feng's appearance. Although he seems to have put in some effort to disguise, his slightly pointed chin has not changed much.

Where did this guy get so many herbs?

Although there are fewer monks near this temporary camp than when they entered the valley, years of plundering collection has resulted in the number of herbs in ten years being very rare. It is even more difficult to find herbs in the valley. You must go deep into the valley where people are rarely visited before you can pick them.

Jiang Feng took out a red book about the Raging Wind Canyon from his arms. This was his homework he did in advance. He casually flipped through the part of the special herbs in the valley and whispered:

"There is a suspicious person. Can Brother Park help me test it out?" He reached out and pointed to Han Li who was sitting in front of the bonfire. "Help me ask him, is it a hundred years old Jin Zhicao?"

"Jinzhicao" is the most common herb in the canyon. It is often distributed along the way, but it is often picked. The remaining years are no more than five years, and it has no value.

Park Tiexin quickly turned back, and the other party didn't want Jin Zhicao. He also talked about the large number of Jin Zhicao, hoping to exchange it for more than a hundred years of ground root vines, dragon heart nuts, umbrella thistles, etc. Jiang Feng flipped through the red booklet and found that the varieties mentioned by the other party were not herbs produced in the Rage Wind Canyon.

A century-old golden zhicao? There are many more?

A big question mark appeared in Jiang Feng's heart, closing his eyes to rest, but the shadow kept staring at Han Li's stall from afar. Occasionally someone came to trade, and it seemed that he had gained a lot.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Park Tae-shin couldn't help asking.

"This man is an outer disciple of Li Zong, named Han Li. I suspect he has the means to ripen herbs." Jiang Feng said, "It is worth paying attention. Maybe you can buy cheap herbs from him when you look back."

"If it is true, that's really interesting." Park Tie-shin sat up solemnly and stared in Han Li for a while.

"I remember him."

No words all night.

In the early morning, the sky was light, and the monks left the camp in groups one after another and marched into the depths of the canyon. In the wet and cold dense forest, some low-level monsters gradually appeared, and some of the lone wanderers reached the first level. Many areas were filled with poisonous gray miasma. Jiang Feng and Park Tiexin both had the Five True Detoxification Pills, so they went straight to the thunder lizard's nest regardless of the influence of the poisonous miasma.

"Stop. Renovate here." Park Tie-shin stopped.

"Okay." As long as it was daytime, Jiang Feng had to put away his shadow. The light in the dense forest was not strong, but as long as he carefully distinguished it, the shadow still had nowhere to hide. According to the information, this place was the territory of a wild leopard with a slightly more powerful strength than the first level. He wanted to pass by in a hurry to avoid unnecessary trouble, but Park Tiexin still called him.

Jiang Feng didn't say much, and followed Park Tiexin carefully avoided the dead dead trees and small pools on the ground. What appeared in front of him was a bloody corpse. Judging from his figure, he should have been a leopard during his lifetime.

"It was not long before he was killed." Park Tie-shin squatted down and carefully observed the remaining mucus on the leopard's corpse. This leopard is cruel by nature and is extremely agile and very difficult to deal with. But the most valuable thing in its body is this skin. If it bypasses this territory, it will take more time to travel. I thought there would be trouble, but I didn't expect the leopard to be killed early in the morning.

"There are at least three people, and they are not demon cultivators." Park Tie-shin made a further judgment, and Jiang Feng was surprised. If it was true, Park Tie-shin must have special detection methods, and of course, it may also be a skill for survival in the wild.

"On there," Park Tie-shin said, pointing to the depths of the dense forest on the right, which was also the only way for the two to continue moving forward. "Han Li, who you were concerned about before, was also there."

"Go and have a look?"

"Let's go." The two of them flew forward quickly and headed straight to the depths of the dense forest. After a moment, they saw a group of red-robed human monks besieging a gray-robed demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator is nothing but Han Li.

Three foundation building and six qi training, surrounded Han Li tightly. What's especially true is that six qi training hold swords in the center, while three foundation building and protectors are looking for demon cultivators to practice? The nine people are all wearing the same black flower and red robe, and they must belong to the same sect. However, because the foundation building monks are outside, Jiang Feng and Park Tiexin are exposed as soon as they appear.

"Ma Yuanzheng, quickly deal with him, two more come." The foundation-building monk who was closest to the two spoke. A spear in his hand was shining with a cold blue light.

"Yes, Uncle Qiu." A flat-headed Qi training in the inner circle agreed, "Listen to my orders and form a formation!" Their cultivation is not as good as their opponents, and forming a formation against the Xuan-level Han Li was the best strategy. Several people moved slightly, and the blue sword light flew, wrapping Han Li tightly. This formation turned out to be a small attack sword formation.

"Fellow Taoist help me!"

When Han Li saw two demon cultivators coming, he called for help from a loud voice. He didn't stop and immediately began to save himself. A black light flashed from his body, and a pair of white bone armor broke out, covering him tightly. The sword in his hand took one of them to practice Qi. As long as one of the disciples was killed, the formation would be broken and there would be suppression in his cultivation. He planned to use his cultivation to suppress one person first.

However, the three foundation building blocks on the periphery would not make him feel better. One of the red-faced monks directly threw out a yellow light. It was a quicksand talisman. As long as it hit, the land under Han Li's feet would turn into fine and soft quicksand. The foundation was unstable. If you want to continue to win with your strength, the difficulties would naturally double. The three of them were the masters and elders of six people, and they just wanted the six disciples to use this demon to practice the formation. If there was any mistake, where would they put their faces? The remaining two foundation building blocks turned their eyes and confronted Jiang Feng.

"The dog of the Tianli Sect," Park Tiexin recognized the robes of these monks, "Help him, these Tianli Sect people specialize in killing our demon clan, so there is no need to hold back." Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled out the Nine-ring sword and headed straight to the spear to build the foundation.

By the way, I wasn't ready yet, Jiang Feng felt a sudden pain in his heart.

However, he did not run towards the remaining foundation-building master, and did not take out the peach wood magic sword. He directly threw out a second-level hot talisman and took one of the weakest Qi training female cultivators first.

"asshole!"

The remaining young man was angry and thoughtfully moved, and three flying swords flew out from behind and hit Jiang Feng's back. At the same time, he swung his hand and a second-level water shield talisman directly blessed the Qi training disciple who was already panicked. This young man was actually the most powerful sword cultivator.

The attack failed, Jiang Feng had to avoid the flying sword surrounding him. On the other hand, Park Tiexin had already gained a considerable advantage. With the wielding of the Nine-ring Sword, flames burst out in front of him, driving the foundation building out of the circle. However, the opponent was still difficult to deal with. Although the moves were at a disadvantage, as long as Park Tiexin wanted to turn around and attack the Qi training monk or rescue Jiang Feng, he would use this gap to shoot an attacking talisman, which forced Park Tiexin to move and dodge and continue fighting with him.

It's a bit tricky. If he fights alone, Jiang Feng will run away without thinking. The nine monks can do anything else, but now he can't retreat. Not only is it unethical to run away, but the Thunder Lizard Egg's plan will be completely out of place. His heart is like lightning, and he dare not stop in his hand. He throws out a hot talisman again and throws it towards another person to practice Qi.

Another second-level water shield talisman was protecting the body. The flying sword turned back and attacked again. Jiang Feng did not hesitate. He continued to cast spells, but the opponent's hands were not stopped. However, what Jiang Feng threw out in succession was the first-level hot talisman, and the sword cultivator always used the second-level water shield talisman. When the two collided, the water shield rippled and could not break the defense at all. The sword cultivator narrowed his eyes and showed a contemptuous look. The flying sword in his hand accelerated the speed.

Hot Talisman!

Water shield talisman!

Continuously cast spells until the last Qi training disciple without a water shield. However, this last time, Jiang Feng used the second-level spiritual talisman, but the sword cultivator became polite and used the first-level water shield talisman.

The power of water and fire collided again, and the water shield suddenly collapsed. Jian Cultivator was shocked. He knew that he had underestimated the enemy and quickly picked up a new second-level water shield talisman in his hand and was about to make up for it.

Thunderbolt Slash!

Jiang Feng would not give him this opportunity. He threw out the hot talisman and immediately used the "Evil-Suppressing Peach Wood Sword" and quickly repaired his sword. The Qi-training cultivator was maintaining the formation. He thought he would be protected by his uncle to bless the water shield, but he didn't expect that the water shield would break and was not prepared at all. He was hit hard. However, his body seemed to have protective inner armor on his body, and his figure was just a stagger, with a scratch on his robe, and he took three steps back quickly.

It was not a fatal injury, but three steps were three steps. Taking advantage of the gap between the formation that had been broken, Han Li, who had been avoiding the quicksand talisman and relying on the white bone armor to resist the sword formation, seized the opportunity at this moment, rushed directly to Jiang Feng, jumped out of the circle, and took the long sword in his hand to take the retreating Qi training cultivator.

Break the defense with one sword!

As expected, he was a good sword. While Jiang Feng was envious, he found that his "Evil-Suppressing Peach Wood Sword" had a crisp sound. There was a slight crack on his not-wide sword body. Compared with others, it was so angering to others.

The Qi-training monk had a deep, charred sword mark on his chest, and his blood was flowing. His eyes were locked in fear, and he fell down straight and died immediately!

Jiang Feng and Han Li were already back to back, facing the seven monks who were surrounding him.

Jiang Feng took off his hood, put on the second-level water shield talisman, and breathed a sigh of relief. Han Li also moved his body slightly, raised a hundred spirits, and observed the enemy's movements. It was originally a situation of immortality, but after seeing the blood, how could he talk about retreat?

"Hurry up and use this fifth-level divine wood thunder talisman," Jiang Feng sent a talisman to the other party, shouting, "Hurry! I'll cover you!"
Chapter completed!