Ancient Kendo

Chapter 33 The Terrible Young Man

At the other end of the vortex, Chu Feng came out with sweat still on his forehead.

The scene just now was too thrilling.If it weren't for the mysterious Taixuan Wuchan Sutra and the Blood Spirit Art, he might have been directly annihilated by that strange power.

Of course, if he hadn't thought of the strange method in the end, he would have died under that power in the end.

"so close."

Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked back, the whirlpool still existed.

"For that Jue just now, luckily I met Huang Daoling in the last life."

If he hadn't finally remembered a strange formula taught by Huang Daoling, Chu Feng might have been trapped in the Dao Ling Palace.

Putting away his thoughts, Chu Feng looked forward and was slightly taken aback.In such a huge plain, there are actually a large number of elixir fields, among which lingyuan fruit is the most.

The cultivators who came earlier competed frantically in the medicine field, picked the elixir and put it into storage bags and storage rings.

There are many elixirs, but they can't stop people's greed.Although every elixir here is not the most top-notch, the quantity is extremely huge, and it can be used to strengthen a sect.

"Go away."

Mo Feicong shouted loudly, and swung his saber out.It is truly astonishing that the several Zhang long sword light cuts down.

The immortal cultivator who was close to him was chopped off by the blade light, the middle-grade spiritual weapon-level long sword shattered, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, flying backwards for a distance of tens of meters.

It landed on the ground, drawing a long trace.His breath was sluggish, his face was pale, and he looked at Mo Feicong, full of horror, and there was a little bit of jealousy in the panic.

However, he was not Mo Feicong's opponent.How could he be an opponent of the young master of Moyun Palace, a mere cultivator in the state of heartbeat.

Mo Feicong made a big move, and the elixir Baiweicao used to refine the healing elixir in front of him was put into the storage ring by him.With a little footsteps, he flew between the medicinal fields, quickly collecting medicinal herbs.

As the son of the palace master of Moyun Palace, Mo Feicong's status is prominent, but it is by no means absolute. The palace master of Moyun Palace is not just a child of Mo Feicong, but also has many heirs, and the sect competition is fierce.If Mo Feicong wanted to become the next Palace Master of Moyun Palace, he also needed some means.

Now is an excellent opportunity, if he can get a large amount of elixir, share it with Moyun Palace.Then, his status in Moyun Palace will be unmatched.

Wearing tattered but clean clothes, Beggar Yun waved the green jade bamboo stick, one by one Lingyuan fruit soared into the air, and Beggar Yun put it in the storage ring.

As a casual cultivator, Yun beggar has limited resources.Up to the current Golden Core state, ordinary cultivation resources can no longer satisfy him, and he can only rely on his own efforts to obtain it.

This time, the appearance of the Dao Ling Palace and the discovery of a large piece of elixir made him so unhappy.Glancing at the large number of spirit yuan fruits, beggar Yun tried his best to collect them.

The white-haired grandma, Feng Xiapai Jun Songzhi, Zhang Yicai, and the bald Buddhist practitioner are all collecting elixir.

The cultivators who came one by one were also kept, and everyone wanted to keep everything in their pockets.With the method of a cultivator, it is natural and fast, and it is inevitable that there will be conflicts and fights.

Chu Feng was also taken aback, and glanced at the large amount of elixir.His footsteps slipped and he followed.

He got Ye Yang's storage ring, which also contained a lot of resources.However, it is not suitable for him now.And everything here is of great help to him.

The Blood Spirit Secret Art is working, and the body glows red faintly, and the state of flesh and blood can be seen.Step by step, like red lightning, shuttles through the medicinal fields, collecting medicinal materials.

"Go away, this is mine."

An ordinary-looking immortal cultivator in gray long clothes found Chu Feng rushing towards him.He charged up his palm and slapped it out, and the palm wind surged like a wave.

Chu Feng's speed remained unchanged, and he looked up indifferently.With one punch, the tyrannical force directly exploded the air, and with a loud bang, the palm wind of the gray-clothed immortal cultivator was blown away, and he was even blown away with a single palm.

With a clear clicking sound, the immortal cultivator's arm was broken, the white bones protruded, and blood was dripping, which was shocking.

Chu Feng didn't pay any attention to it either, and with a wave of true energy, all the surrounding elixir was involved in the storage ring, and he continued to fly towards other medicine fields.

At this moment, any kindness is foolish.

People are greedy, especially those cultivators who face so many elixir.

Chu Feng collected the elixir, and he was also thinking in his heart: "There are so many elixir, especially the spiritual fruit that improves the cultivation base, what is Huang Daoling's plan?"

After thinking for a while, a bright light flashed across his heart, and Chu Feng murmured, "Could it be that Huang Daoling wants to revive the Great Qi Sect."

After Daqizong was exterminated by the five great immortal sects, it disappeared into history.Huang Daoling has reached the level of Dongxu Earth Immortal, so he is indeed qualified to revive the prestige of the Great Instrument Sect.

But he disappeared, leaving a large amount of elixir in Daoling Palace.This move confused Chu Feng a lot.

"If you want to revive the Great Qi School, the elixir is indeed important, but there should be other things."

While collecting the elixir, Chu Feng paid attention to the surrounding scenery at the same time.Apart from the elixir fields, there are only a few simple bamboo houses left, but no one went to the bamboo houses.

Whether there are treasures in the bamboo house, no one knows.However, the elixir in front of him was clearly visible.

"Fengyun sword."

When the sword comes out, the wind and clouds rise, and when the sword falls, the wind and clouds disperse.

Juniper Zhijian's aura is unrestrained, like a storm in heaven and earth, sweeping all directions.With a single blow of the sword, the three Immortal Realm cultivators approaching were all blown away, showing Jun Songzhi's formidable strength.

Du Songzhi and Zhang Yicai of the Fengxia faction split up and collected a large amount of elixir.

Zhang Yicai's strikes were very capable and decisive, with a thin sword flying like lightning, thunder suddenly appeared, extremely domineering.All the cultivators were defeated by him, Zhang Yicai's expression remained ruthless without any change.

"That kid?" Beggar Yun glanced at Zhang Yicai, fearful in his heart. "The swordsmanship he learned doesn't seem to belong to the Fengxia School."

Looking back, Beggar Yun looked at the bald Buddhist monk again.

Buddhist cultivators are extremely rare in Shengyuan Continent, and there are only a few Buddhist cultivators.However, the strength of every Buddhist cultivator is beyond doubt.

The bald Buddha cultivator faintly exuded golden light all over his body, and lightly recited the Buddha's name.With one palm, it was like an arhat clapping his hands or a bodhisattva attacking, killing a demon cultivator directly.

"Young people nowadays are really scary." Beggar Yun murmured in a low voice.

Beggar Yun kept the others, and the white-haired grandma was no exception.Her eyes were fixed on Chu Feng, and there was a strange look in her eyes.

The cultivation that Chu Feng showed was both good and evil.That sword technique is clearly the means of a cultivator.However, the turbulent blood and unparalleled ferocity are the means of a demon cultivator, so why don't you care.

Moreover, Chu Feng's shots were extremely fast, defeating the enemy with one move.This level of cultivation has already made the white-haired grandma have to pay attention.

Numerous cultivators collected elixir. Once a cultivator left the team and wanted to go to those bamboo houses, he would be attacked by the rest of the cultivators.

A cultivator who is not in the Fusion Realm, fishes in troubled waters.Knowing that he couldn't rob others, he walked towards the bamboo house.Before he took a few steps, a thick jet-black blade slashed down, split him in half, blood spattered, and he died.

Mo Feicong snorted softly and continued to collect herbs.

After a while, the elixir was snatched away, leaving behind a large and messy medicine field.

Everyone looked at each other, and none of them made a move.However, it didn't take long for this calm to be broken.

A demon cultivator in Heartbeat rushed to another immortal cultivator of almost the same strength, wanting to fight for the storage bag in his hand, and the battle was imminent.

One hair moves the whole body, one person acts, and the others also attack one after another, the scuffle begins, and the snatching begins.Fierce sword energy, domineering sword glow, majestic palm strength, and chaotic spirit energy all appeared on the medicine field one after another.

Blood spattered, and blood bones flew down.

The medicine field was dyed a little red.

But no one shot at Mo Feicong, Yun beggar, or Baifa grandma.

No one took action against Chu Feng, Feng Xia Pai Du Songzhi, Zhang Yicai, and the bald-headed Buddhist cultivators.

When the medicinal materials were robbed earlier, these seven people were faintly respectful.Strength, higher than others.

No one wants to die, so no one shoots at them.

(End of this chapter)