The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

The two of them sped up, and in less than two hours, they arrived at the foot of Yellow Grass Mountain.

Raising his head, he saw that Yellow Grass Mountain was like a prairie that stretched into the clouds. It was lush and verdant, giving off a sense of desolation.

The two continued to climb the mountain. Before long, they arrived at the mountainside. There were a lot of medicinal herbs growing nearby.

"Junior Brother, I understand." Ding Chundong remembered the appearance of these two medicinal herbs.

"Then we'll split up and search and meet at the top of the mountain."

"Alright."

After parting ways, the two began to search.

Although there were many Chinese medicine ingredients in this mountain, Herba Pruni s and digoxin s were both spirit herbs. They grew concealed and were extremely rare, making them very difficult to find.

Fortunately, Feng Ting was a Pill Elder, so his ability to gather medicinal herbs was unrivalled.

When he neared the peak, he found thirty-six Herba Pruni and nineteen digoxin.

Ding Chundong was also a meticulous person, as long as he could find ten medicinal herbs, he would be able to use them for the time being.

Standing on top of a large tree that was atop the mountain peak and looking at the large mountain in the distance, Feng Ting instantly felt refreshed and full of ambition.

After waiting for a while, but seeing no trace of Ding Chundong, he decided to meet his again.

Coming out once wasn't easy, so Feng Ting didn't go too quickly either, and leisurely went down the mountain.

However, what surprised him was that he still did not meet Ding Chundong even after walking for more than five kilometers.

Feng Ting felt that something was wrong.

Even though Ding Chundong hadn't left the Night Sea Sect for a long time, he was a cautious person. He definitely wouldn't miss the chance to pick the herbs for fun.

Did something happen to him?

In the distance, the faint sound of water could be heard. Moreover, there seemed to be a human voice within the water.

Thinking that Ding Chundong might have met with some trouble, Feng Ting immediately followed the sound of the door.

Soon, he saw a waterfall.

The waterfall was only a dozen or so meters tall and the water was not boundless. It was very well hidden in the mountains.

Beside the waterfall, there were four cyan woman s standing by the side of the water. They were talking and laughing with a young man who was lying on the ground.

And the young man lying on the ground was actually Ding Chundong!

At this moment, he was limply lying on the ground. It was obvious that his meridians had been sealed by someone.

Feng Ting did not immediately go out, but waited for a while.

He felt that these four azure-dressed women were not Spirit Cultivator. Someone else must have captured Ding Chundong.

Sure enough, a voice came from behind a huge rock not far from where the four women were standing.

Because of the huge rocks blocking the way, and also because of the sound of the water flowing through the waterfall, it was hard to tell whether they were people or what they were saying.

Suddenly, Feng Ting noticed that one of the cyan woman had a cyan colored sword hanging by his waist.

Isn't this the sword of the disciples of Qing Gong Tang?

Could they be Qing Gong Tang's disciples!?

The Qing Gong Tang were all women and they did not interact much with the outside world, so the disciples of the other halls were not familiar with the disciples of the Qing Gong Tang.

Feng Ting could not help but laugh!

What a coincidence!

Two years ago, Senior Brother Ding was just secretly watching the Qing Gong Tang female disciple Chu Zhongqiu bathe by the spring.

Two years later, Senior Brother Ding wouldn't peek at the Qing Gong Tang's female disciples bathing at the waterfall again, right?

Because they were both from sects, Feng Ting felt that they wouldn't be in too much danger, so he didn't continue to hide.

He flew out and arrived beside the waterfall.

Seeing Feng Ting suddenly appear, the four ladies all became alert.

"Junior Brother... "Save me!"

Ding Chundong who was lying on the ground saw Feng Ting and shouted for help.

"You are Feng Ting?"

One of the cyan woman frowned, and looked at Feng Ting.

"Senior Sister, I am Feng Ting from Beiwu Hall." Feng Ting cupped his fists and greeted him.

Another cyan woman laughed: "You are that Feng Ting who gave up on the Entrance Examination?"

"Exactly."

Feng Ting laughed indifferently: "I have let Senior Sister down. I would like to ask Senior Sister, why did you capture my Senior Brother Ding?"

"Hehe …" If he sneaks around, he definitely won't change his mind. Of course we have to capture him. "

Another woman continued to ridicule him, "Hehe, Junior Brother Feng Ting, you should know about Ding Chundong's evil reputation, right?"

"Ding Chundong obviously wants to get back at us."

The four green robed women spoke again and again, dragging in Ding Chundong's past.

"Junior Brother, save me."

Ding Chundong looked at Feng Ting, and at the moment, he felt extremely uncomfortable, not because he was captured, but because of the ridicule of the girls.

Feng Ting also felt that these girls were being too excessive, he moved his body, and was about to unseal Ding Chundong's sealed meridians.

If it was an ordinary martial cultivator, it would naturally be impossible to unlock the meridians that the Spirit Cultivator had sealed, but Feng Ting was not an ordinary martial cultivator.

"Junior Brother Feng Ting … "Hold on."

Suddenly, a shadow appeared from behind the boulder. With a wave of his hand, a dense Spiritual Strength smashed over like a wall.