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

The sky was full of clouds, and the sky was full of stars.

The light was flowing, and it was like a dream. The Xunxianfang in the night was as bright as day.

Qin Feng found that the Xunxianfang under the night seemed to be two completely different places from the daytime.

For example, when he looked up at the distance, there were several buildings that he had never seen during the day, suspended in the air, emitting colorful lights, and monks came and went.

Lu Youwei seemed to see Qin Feng's doubts:

"Brother, that is the brothel 'Qianhong Yixiao' in Xunxianfang. It is said that as long as you have enough spirit stones, you can even let a Jindan cultivator sleep with you... Should we go and have some fun?"

Qin Feng showed an incredible expression:

"Jindan cultivators are already powerful rulers in many places. Even in our Netherworld Sect, they are the absolute pillars of the sect. How could they be willing to do such humiliating things?"

Lu Youwei smiled:

"I guess it is the prisoners who have been imprisoned. Or maybe he used some secret method to forcibly advance to the Jindan stage...

Who knows? No one cares. Anyway, there is indeed a top Jindan in "Qian Hong Yi Xiao". "

After hearing this, Qin Feng felt a little heavy.

As strong as a Jindan cultivator, he was also so helpless. The cruelty of the cultivation world can be seen from this...

In the end, Qin Feng certainly did not go to Qian Hong Yi Xiao, but flew to a floating island in the air with Lu Youwei. The plaque hanging on the building on the island read three words: "Zhenbao Pavilion".

Zhenbao Pavilion is a pure business force. It buys everything and collects everything. The price is quite fair.

Qin Feng plans to sell half of his spiritual plants to Zhenbao Pavilion and keep the other half to set up a stall in the future.

The flowers and plants are fragrant, the fairy music is melodious, and there are beautiful maids smiling to welcome him. This Zhenbao Pavilion is indeed unusual.

"Recently, there seem to be a lot more Taoist monks in Xunxianfang than before."

Lu Youwei frowned as he watched the female cultivators selecting magic tools in the Treasure Pavilion.

Although private fighting is prohibited in Xunxianfang, whether you are a demon cultivator, a Taoist disciple, or a demon or ghost cultivator, you can enter and exit at will.

But after all, this place is close to the Netherworld Mountains and is the territory of demon cultivators. Usually, there are very few Taoist monks here, but recently, there are suddenly more than usual.

But it is none of their business, so Qin Feng and Lu Youwei didn't take it seriously...

Qin Feng quickly sold all the spiritual plants he wanted to sell to the Treasure Pavilion. The whole process did not cause any waves, and he obtained a total of 23 second-level spiritual stones.

Because the plants he sold, such as ice cicada flowers and moon bud grass, were not rare, and people in the Treasure Pavilion had seen them many times.

He did have some thousand-year-old Polygonatum odoratum that had been matured with blue spiritual liquid, but he was worried that it might attract special attention from others after selling them, so he did not sell them.

Qin Feng would rather continue to make them into nine-process Polygonatum odoratum and eat a piece whenever he had nothing to do to improve his physical condition, rather than expose them and attract unwarranted covetousness.

Next, Qin Feng, who felt that his wallet was bulging, strolled around the Treasure Pavilion with Lu Youwei, intending to buy one or two magic tools.

No cultivator would think that there were too many magic tools.

You might not use them at ordinary times, but at a critical moment, they might save your life.

And most of Qin Feng's time was spent on practicing hard. He had always been seriously insecure, and he always felt that his means of saving his life were too monotonous, with only two or three things coming and going.

Dragon scale whip, bronze heart mirror, silver Gu, firefly sword, Xuanyin gourd, various talismans, small magic arrays...

"Uh... it seems not too few?"

But in the end, Qin Feng still waved his hand and spent nearly twenty second-level spirit stones to buy a silk armor. Wearing it on the body is warm in winter and cool in summer, and has excellent protective effect.

...

On this day, Qin Feng flew to the Jiuyou Peak of the sect.

The spiritual energy of this peak is the most abundant in the Nether Ghost Sect. It is the residence of the head and many elders and true disciples.

The reason why Qin Feng came to Jiuyou Peak is because there is the sect's Sutra Pavilion here.

According to the rules, after the inner disciples break through to the entry stage, they can enter the Sutra Pavilion for free once and learn any one of the exercises below the third floor.

This is an extremely rare opportunity.

If it were in normal times, ordinary disciples would need to spend a full thousand points of sect merit to enter the Sutra Pavilion.

Of course, if you are a true disciple, you have a chance to enter the Sutra Library for free once a year. Just based on this privilege, I don’t know how many people envy you...

When Qin Feng walked into

When he entered the Sutra Library, he saw that the interior was extremely empty, with only a few people walking around. On a rattan chair near the door sat an old woman with disheveled hair and a disdainful appearance.

Qin Feng was about to go forward to ask, but the old woman suddenly raised her head, which turned out to be a skull, with green flames dancing in her empty eyes, and she made a hoarse voice:

"What's the matter?"

Qin Feng was startled, but soon calmed down:

"Senior... Senior, I am an inner disciple who has just broken through the entry stage. I wonder how long I can stay in the Sutra Library?"

The old woman waved her hand, and a jade tube flew in front of Qin Feng:

"Stay for a maximum of one hour. You are allowed to use the jade tube to record any martial arts within the fourth level and take it away. You must leave immediately when the time is up, otherwise you will be punished to go to the mine to mine for three months."

After that, she lowered her head and fell asleep again, looking like she was breathing in but not out.

Qin Feng heard that this person was of high rank in the sect, so he didn't dare to disturb him too much. After taking the jade tube, he hurried to the fourth floor.

He had heard that the first and second floors of the Sutra Library were all magic tools and refining materials, the third floor was for the three levels of the mortal world, and the fourth floor was for the cultivation methods suitable for the entry stage.

When he arrived at the fourth floor, he looked around and saw that the wooden shelves were filled with classics, which were dazzling.

Qin Feng, who had some difficulty in making choices, was dumbfounded for a while.

"Which method should I choose?"

One hour was too tight, and he didn't have time to choose carefully!

Qin Feng felt that he was a little hasty and should have found out in advance.

But gradually, Qin Feng also made up his mind and decided not to look at those inner skills, but only focus on selecting those magic formulas and sword formulas to defend against the enemy.

"Hell Ghost Hand", "Five Poison Fingers", "Heart-breaking Palm"..."

When half of the time was over, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly stopped on a skill: "Ghost Step".

He flipped it open and took a few glances, and saw that it was a more mysterious escape method.

When practicing to a high level, it can not only summon ghosts with similar appearances to confuse the enemy, but also escape for dozens of miles. It is indeed a life-saving skill, but it consumes a lot of consciousness and cannot be used continuously.

"That's it!"

Qin Feng didn't hesitate any more, and immediately used the jade tube in his hand to record this "Ghost Step", and then went downstairs...