Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was full of fog.

Ten years later,

The morning light was like a bath, pouring into a house through the screen window.

Qin Changqing immediately jumped out of bed, washed up in an orderly manner, walked out of the house, and came to the plum blossom forest.

At this time, the sky was just getting light, and the forest was thick with fog, and it was dark.

After walking in the forest for a while, another twenty or thirty fellow disciples came from all over, and many of them yawned continuously, looking like they had not woken up yet.

"Brother Qin, have you also accepted the sect's mission to collect Qianye Dew?"

At this time, a familiar cultivator came over.

This person's name is Wei Hanqiao. He joined the Xuanyin Sect through the Ascension Conference ten years ago and is now at the seventh level of the Marrow Cleansing Stage.

Qin Changqing, who practiced at about the same time as Wei Hanqiao, is now a Pure Soul cultivator because of his natural spiritual roots.

This Wei Hanqiao was born in a scholarly family, and he was quite dignified.

He never flattered Qin Changqing because he was the direct descendant of the headmaster, but gradually became one of Qin Changqing's few good friends...

Qin Changqing said: "I have been practicing in the mountains recently, so I took on the task of collecting Qianye Dew."

In Xuanyin Sect, except for the true disciples, elders, and the headmaster, everyone must accumulate a certain amount of sect merits by taking sect tasks every year.

Therefore, even if Qin Changqing has a special status, not only is he the direct descendant of the headmaster, but he also practices in the sect's forbidden area all year round, following the headmaster, there is no exception.

If at the end of the year, the people in the Reward and Punishment Hall count and find that someone's sect merits do not meet the standard, not only will they not be given spirit stones, but they will be recorded once.

If they are recorded more than three times in a row, the inner disciples will be demoted to outer disciples, and the outer disciples will either choose to go mining for three years to redeem their merits, or directly abandon their cultivation and be expelled from the sect.

In short, the Xuanyin Sect does not support any idle people!

The two chatted casually for a few words, and a large area of ​​green duckweed appeared in front of them. It was the Qianye grass that Qin Feng planted here ten years ago.

Qin Changqing, Wei Hanqiao and others were all shocked when they saw this.

They walked forward quickly, took a green branch, a long jade sceptre, and a jade bottle from a deacon in the entry period, and scattered to various places, and began to bend over to work.

In the faint light, under the surface of some Qianye grass leaves, drops of crystal clear dew were condensed, like pearls of excellent quality, very beautiful.

Qin Changqing put one end of the long jade sceptre on the mouth of the bottle,

and the other end under the dew, and carefully swept it with a green branch. The dew drops fell on the jade sceptre like rain, and gradually rolled into the bottle.

Collecting these Qianye Dew requires such care.

If you use magic or other metal objects to collect it, the effect of Qianye Dew will be lost.

The current collection steps seem simple, but in fact they are the successful experience summarized after countless failures in the past ten years.

For example, the green branches used by Qin Changqing and others are called Fufeng Willow, which is a kind of willow branch unique to Fufeng County, Guo State.

After many tests and comparisons, it was found that the Qianye Dew collected with Fufeng Willow has the best quality...

All the dew collectors, including Qin Changqing, are busy at this time, like the hardworking bees, not daring to be lazy at all.

Because this Qianye Dew will dissipate as soon as the sun comes out, they must collect enough dew in this short time, otherwise they will not be able to get the job done.

Moreover, Qianye Dew only appears in September, the golden autumn, when the cold dew is heavier. The dew that appears in other months is just ordinary dewdrops...

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Changqing, who was sweating profusely, finally collected half a bottle of Qianye Dew. He stretched his tired and sore waist and walked towards the deacon in the entry stage.

At this time, a red sun just rose from the horizon.

When Qin Changqing finished his task and prepared to return to the hut for cultivation,

The sunlight shone into the forest through the gaps between the leaves.

The small amount of Qianye Dew that had not yet been collected immediately turned into a cloud of light mist and smoke, slowly drifting away, instantly making the plum blossom forest look like a dream...

At noon, Qin Feng was drinking the newly brewed Qianlu wine while reading under the ancient pine tree where Master Xuanyin taught in the past.

Yuan Tong flew in from outside with injuries all over his body, spitting blood and shouting angrily:

"Master, Junior Brother Sang Huan was captured by an old witch!"

Qin Feng frowned and gave Yuan Tong a healing pill.

"Don't worry,

Tell me slowly. "

Yuan Tong practiced for a while and recovered a little, then continued to say to Qin Feng:

"A few days ago, there were rumors that an ancient cultivator's cave appeared on Songming Mountain in Jin State, so Junior Brother Sang and I agreed to go explore the cave together.

Who knew that just halfway through, an old witch in the Nascent Soul stage appeared and blocked the way. She stared at Junior Brother Sang and shouted something like "good fortune, good fortune" crazily, and then attacked us.

Junior Brother Sang knew that the two of us couldn't beat her, so he rushed forward alone and told me to come back to find Master..."

At that time, Yuan Tong knew that if he stayed, both of them would die, so he didn't hesitate and immediately fled back.

Afterwards, he saw that the old woman in the Nascent Soul stage didn't chase him, so he calmed down a little, asked around, and learned that the person was Grandma Sang Xian from the Extreme North Shensang Island...

"Grandma Sang Xian? "

Qin Feng immediately stood up.

Qin Feng was not unfamiliar with this person, as he had met her once before.

After lurking for a hundred years, the Golden Needle Mother of Xianfu Cliff intended to attack Hongye City and came to Qin Feng for help. At that time, she brought the fairy Sang with her.

However, the fairy Sang basically said nothing throughout the whole process. It was not until she was about to leave that she suddenly proposed to visit the scenery of Xuanyin Peak and asked Qin Feng to help her open the Soul-Bewitching Demonic Sound Array.

After Qin Feng refused, he felt something was strange, so he went back to Xuanyin Peak.

After searching around, Qin Feng discovered the Eastern Yi Wood Spirit born on the ancient mulberry tree. After sending it to reincarnate, it became the current Sang Huan...

Yuan Tong coughed several times in a row and said worriedly:

"Master, the way that old witch looked at Junior Brother Sang was like the way my disciple looked at Tao'er... She might... want to refine Junior Brother Sang into a pill! "

Yuan Tong was a monkey who was angry and ignorant when he first met him. But he became more intelligent after practicing for a long time. Now he seems to be smarter than Yuan Hua and Yuan Ming.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop..."

Qin Feng sighed, took out a small golden sword, and after reciting the spell, he turned into a golden light and flew away.

Soon after, Chen Changgeng came with a golden sword in his hand and asked respectfully:

"Master, what do you want me to do?"

Qin Feng said:

"Your junior brother Sang Huan was kidnapped. Is your master Li in the sect?"

Chen Changgeng was startled and replied:

"Master just went out a few days ago and did not tell me where she went."

"Take care of the sect. When she comes back, tell her to come to the North God Sang Island as soon as possible."

Qin Feng said expressionlessly, and immediately flew up on the sword, flew into the sky, and fled into the distance at lightning speed...