Fei Biao was shocked. He always thought that Lin Feng's cultivation should not be high, but now he actually seems to want to participate in the sect competition. Could it be that the other party is already at the eighth level of foundation building?! It is hidden without any leakage?!

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Haha, Brother Fei has forgotten what I said just now. The deputy sect leader and Elder Guo gave me more than one snow elixir pill last time."

Fei Biao suddenly realized that the other party was so generous that he gave him a snow pill, which means that the other party had no shortage or had used it enough. He said kindly: "So, Junior Brother Lin relied on the snow pill to improve his cultivation to the eighth level of foundation building? Junior Brother Lin, please forgive me for being too much. Although the snow pill is magical, it is better not to use too much..."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Well, thank you for your reminder. Regarding the specific situation of the sect competition, please tell me about the specific situation of the sect competition. I am indeed more interested."

Although Fei Biao felt that Lin Feng wanted to participate in the competition, he also knew how tempting the trial opportunity of the Black Mist Medicine Valley was. Didn’t he want to try it out? So after he was silent for a moment, he slowly said: “I don’t know if Junior Brother Lin understands Black Mist Medicine Valley? It is an extremely mysterious place, shrouded in thick black fog all year round. The fog is actually a poisonous miasma. When the miasma is rich, even a Jindan monk can’t bear it. However, I heard that as long as you enter the valley, there will be no miasma. Moreover, there are countless genius treasures, and there are countless second and third level spiritual medicines, and even fourth level spiritual medicines."

"However, usually, the miasma in the Black Mist Valley is too heavy, and all the monks who enter are gone but never return. But later, someone discovered that the miasma at the entrance of the Black Mist Valley will become thinner every five years, which is the best period of entry. After this situation was discovered, whenever the Black Mist Valley is opened, countless monks will flock in. Therefore, every time it is a bloody storm, countless monks died there, and only a few were killed by the miasma or monsters inside, and most of them died at the hands of other monks."

"After that, the sects could not bear such huge losses, so they joined forces to make an agreement to use the Black Mist Medicine Valley as a trial place for disciples. Every time they were opened, each sect could send their disciples from the sect to enter the Black Mist Medicine Valley for opportunities. This would not only train the new generation of disciples, but also obtain a large number of genius treasures in the Black Mist Medicine Valley."

"Each sect has agreed that each sect can send up to ten disciples of the sect to the Black Mist Valley at a time, and must be contemporary disciples under the age of fifty. Our Lingyue Sect’s own rule is that each disciple cannot participate in the trial twice in a row, which means that if you get the opportunity to the trial this time, you will not be able to participate in the next time in five years, and you will have to wait for the next time before you can participate again. This is also to give more opportunities to people."

"There is still one month before the next Black Mist Valley is opened. Ten days later, when this sect competition decides the trial personnel, many inner disciples in the sect, such as Xu Huaishan, the eldest disciple of the head of the sect, and Qin Muchu, the senior brother of the East Court, all went to the Black Mist Valley five years ago, so relatively speaking, the other disciples have a greater chance this time this year, so many disciples are ready to compete for the trial quota."

...

After listening carefully to Fei Biao's story, Lin Feng finally got to know the so-called Black Mist Valley Trial. He was silent for a while, and then asked: "After ten days of competition in the gate? How to register for it? So how to compete?"

Fei Biao said: "The competition was directly in the square in front of the main hall of the sect that day. I heard that this competition was hosted by the Grand Elder of the Supreme Sage. After counting the participants, he would give the test questions on the spot. Generally speaking, everyone would make the same elixir. Within the specified time, those with more and higher-quality elixirs will win, and the top ten will be qualified to get rid of the Black Mist Valley. And even if they don't make it to the top ten, if they perform well, they will still attract the attention of the elders in the sect. Maybe they will have the chance to be accepted as personal disciples."

Lin Feng frowned slightly and asked again: "Are you just refining alchemy at the sect square?"

"Of course not." Fei Biao said, "How many of us contemporary disciples have the ability to refine alchemy under the watchful eyes of others. At that time, all participants will be taken to the side hall and assigned to refine alchemy alone in various isolation rooms."

Lin Feng felt relieved, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and nodded, "Well, I understand, thank you, Senior Brother Fei for telling me so much. I am going to the back mountain to see those spirit beasts, do you want to be with me?"

"No, no!!" Fei Biao was startled and shook his head like a rattle. "Since Junior Brother Lin is busy, I will leave. I will go back and prepare. I will go to Bang Bang Luck in ten days. Junior Brother Lin, say goodbye!!"

After saying that, he seemed to be afraid that Lin Feng would keep him, and he disappeared in a flash, but he could not see any injuries on his body.

"Haha..." Lin Feng chuckled, shook his head, turned around and walked behind the house, while thinking in his heart.

"Black Mist Valley... Xiao Jing will go, I wonder if Zhang Fangzhou will go too? No matter what, you can give it a try, maybe you will get a good harvest in it."

"After coming out of Black Mist Valley, it's almost time to leave..."

...

Thinking about the sect competition in his mind, Lin Feng entered the forest of the back mountain, found various spirit beasts in turn, and gave them a lot of elixirs.

These spirit beasts have been extremely dissatisfied with these days. They have always taken waste pills before, but they didn't think anything bad is that. However, after being fed by Lin Feng with the best pills for half a year, they can't eat waste pills anymore. They haven't taken elixirs these days. Although it won't have any impact, it's like a person who likes to smoke and drink stays away from tobacco and alcohol for several days, and they always feel very uncomfortable. Now they are so happy to see Lin Feng back. Even the Vajra Bear, which is the most difficult to contact on weekdays, grinned at Lin Feng, but the image is really not satisfactory.

After comforting these spirit beasts, Lin Feng did not return to his residence, but came to the cave he dug out when he first took the Xueyang Pill. These days, he mostly spent his time practicing here, because he had to use the third-level spirit gathering array when practicing. If someone discovered it, it might be troublesome, and it is relatively safer here.

Today he came here again, intending to further his cultivation level and improve his foundation to the eighth level of foundation building.

He originally did not plan to use the Snow Pill again, but now he has encountered the Black Mist Medicine Valley temporarily, so he has to use it again, because only in this way can he reach the eighth floor of foundation building before the competition and be qualified to participate.

However, before using the Snow Pill, Lin Feng still has another problem to deal with...

He took out the cushion and sat down in the cave, then took out the alchemy furnace with his right hand and placed it in the center. Lin Feng thought for a while before he took out a set of spiritual medicines for refining the Qi Condensation Pill. Then the true energy urged him, a ball of spiritual fire was condensed out of thin air and then penetrated into the alchemy furnace.

The fire ignited in the alchemy furnace, and then Lin Feng poured the spiritual medicine in and began to refine the alchemy with concentration.

Instead of using the fire-gathering array in the alchemy furnace, he used the spiritual fire he condensed to refine the alchemy. Although this way he could better control the refining of fire, the relative consumption was extremely large. What's more, Lin Feng only had the seventh level of foundation building cultivation, and his true energy was not much. Not long after, sweat beads appeared on his forehead and his brows gradually frowned.

After a while, Lin Feng suddenly had his eyes fixed, he raised his right hand and slapped the elixir furnace. With a "bang", the fire in the furnace seemed to jump suddenly, and then a faint fragrance of medicine overflowed from the elixir furnace...

Lin Feng's alchemy skills are quite good now. Of course, there is no problem in refining the lowest level Qi Condensation Pill. This furnace of pills has been successfully refined, but he did not take out the pills immediately. Instead, his expression became more serious and serious at this time. He raised his left hand and threw several more spiritual medicines into the pill furnace. At the same time, he was calm and focused his eyes, as if he was feeling this seriously.

After a moment, Lin Feng's eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed something, and whispered: "Fix it!!"—

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