After being promoted to the second great realm of cultivation, the "Spiritual Water Stage", Chu Chen's spirit, will, and spiritual consciousness have all made great progress. (Baidu search updates are the fastest and most stable)
At this time, combined with this little eagle clone, I suddenly felt that my whole body was filled with endless power. It seemed that with just a slight movement, I could tear the sky apart and shake the stars!
This feeling is really too pleasant. Chu Chen was addicted to it for a moment, and his body completely turned into a black lightning, galloping between heaven and earth. The rolling wind flowed under his wings, giving him the feeling of controlling the world.
Chu Chen didn't stop his movements until he felt the pain of hunger in his stomach. With a slight sweep of his sharp eyes, he immediately accurately captured the direction. With a vertical movement, his figure turned into a streak of ink light and flew towards an iron ore vein.
This time, Chu Chen ate a thousand kilograms of iron to relieve the hunger in his belly. He had some doubts about whether there was something like a black hole in the body of the little eagle, which could be eaten into the stomach. The iron chunks inside were digested almost instantly.
Fortunately, his little eagle clone flew very fast. Otherwise, with this amount of food, he would have to eat hundreds or thousands of kilograms of iron in one meal, and he would probably starve to death sooner or later.
Swallowing thousands of kilograms of iron, some of the feathers on his body once again turned completely as pure jet black as black steel. He got used to the new strength in his body.
Chu Chen had a feeling that he might be able to compete with Yao Jinghai just by relying on the power of this little eagle clone.
Now that his strength has increased, Chu Chen will naturally not forget serious matters. It is time to enter the ancient fairy mountain to explore again. In order to completely obtain the complete mental method of "Spirit Devouring Art", Chu Chen had invested thousands of spirit stones. Now the only option is to go hunting for treasures in the ancient fairy mountain and pick up better elixirs deep in the fairy mountain to earn spiritual stones.
When he thought of this, Chu Chen turned around and flew towards the Black Mist Valley.
When he was approaching the Black Mist Valley, Chu Chen's eyes narrowed and he was slightly startled. Looking from an altitude of thousands of feet, in the valley in front of the Black Mist Valley, there were several figures walking slowly towards the valley. I couldn't help but feel nervous, and a thought suddenly flashed in my mind: Could it be that the witch Ling Xuan is back? Already
He couldn't help but feel moved. Every time in the past, as long as his consciousness came into the body of Xiaoying's clone, he would always meet the witch. This inexplicable fate made him feel a little hopeful. To be honest, I haven't seen the witch for so long, and I really miss her.
After all, the beautiful scenery in the hot spring that night was the first time that the young man was shocked by the beauty of a woman.
But the next moment, he felt slightly disappointed. Not a witch. Among the people on the ground, there were several men, and the only woman was wearing a white dress like snow. Witches never wear white clothes. Not her.
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Chu Chen's eyes froze instantly. Although the beautiful figure in white clothes like snow is not the witch Ling Xuan, she is still someone he is familiar with. Her eyebrows are slightly furrowed and her almond-shaped eyes are full of pride. She is actually his little eagle clone. The beautiful woman I accepted is Leng Qianxue, the eldest lady of Xuantian Sect!
Why did she come here
Chu Chen hesitated slightly. The next moment, he folded his wings slightly and landed silently not far away. The thick, ink-like darkness of the night perfectly hid his body.
"What the hell is this place? Is there really the legendary Nine-turn Crystal Blood Grass?" Leng Qianxue looked very unhappy, with a hint of impatience in her originally charming almond-shaped eyes, "Han Mo, you Where did you hear this news?”
"Xue'er, don't worry. This news is absolutely reliable." Next to Leng Qianxue, a man in dark gold robes and a platinum feather crown smiled slightly, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth. "The sect leader suffered a sword injury. Only by finding the legendary 'Nine Turns of Crystal Blood Grass' can cure it. Listen to me."
"I'm warning you one last time!"
Leng Qianxue suddenly turned around and glared at the man named Han Mo with angry eyes. There was unconcealable disgust in her pupils, "No one in this world has the right to call me Xue'er except my father! If it weren't for the fact you provided For the sake of hearing the news about Nine Turns Crystal Blood Grass, if you call me that again, I will have your tongue cut out!"
Miss Xuantianzong's temper is still as arrogant as ever, and she doesn't care about other people's face at all. As soon as she said these words, Han Mo's expression changed instantly, and the corners of his originally raised lips gradually turned into a sneer.
"What, you're still not convinced? Why don't you hurry up and find me the Nine-turn Crystal Blood Grass! Do you want me to find it myself? How do you do things!" Looking at Han Mo's cold face, Leng Qianxue His eyebrows stood up, and his anger deepened even more.
"Haha, you are the eldest lady. Naturally, I dare not disobey your orders..." Han Mo's cold expression only stayed for a moment. Han Mo smiled slightly, his tone became softer, and he bent down slightly to salute.
In the darkness not far away, Chu Chen could see clearly that the moment Han Mo lowered his head, a cold and resentful look flashed across his expression. He couldn't help but feel his heart tightening, and there was something vaguely wrong. a feeling of.
"Hmph, it's good to know!" Leng Qianxue glanced at him coldly, showing her arrogance.
"You guys have all heard what the eldest lady said. It's time. Why don't you start looking for the Nine-turn Crystal Blood Grass!" Han Mo raised his head, his expression as usual, and snorted at the people around him. Although his tone was arrogant, there was an indescribable taste in his eyes as he looked at the other people.
"I got it, Senior Brother Han!"
The remaining Xuantian Sect disciples exchanged looks with each other in a tacit understanding. Although his tone was in agreement, his body did not move around. Instead, he formed a faint circle, surrounding Leng Qianxue and Han Mo.
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Leng Qianxue frowned fiercely, looking at the people surrounding her, and suddenly became angry: "You guys, if you don't look for herbs, why are you surrounding us? These ghosts can't even see a place, and they can't If you encounter any dangers, you don’t need your protection. The most important thing is to quickly find the Nine-turn Crystal Blood Grass!”
"Senior Brother Han, it's time to play enough."
Unexpectedly, after listening to Leng Qianxue's words, the other disciples did not go around looking for the elixir in fear. Instead, they all sneered. A thin disciple in gray clothes asked with a gentle smile.
"Huh? Acting? What kind of acting? What do you mean?" Leng Qianxue was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, she saw Han Mo, who was extremely respectful a moment ago, smiled slightly and waved his hand: "Okay, please Junior brothers, this is enough of the show." He looked relaxed and smiled, but there was a hint of extreme coldness and a hint of inexplicable vulgarity in his smile.