The fog in front of you dissipated. After more than two months, Gu Fenghua and his party left Manghuang Mountain and entered another mountain range. According to the map left by Yu Boqian, they followed the mountain range to the east and crossed a few mountains and rivers.
It is where Qingyang Sect is located.
"Fenghua, why do you feel that you didn't get any benefits when you found the fairy grass this time?" Luo Enen said to Gu Fenghua as he walked.
During the past two months, she and the fat white man were not idle. They practiced hard every time they rested. Gu Fenghua also used the herbs collected along the way to refine a lot of holy pills for them to cultivate the source and consolidate the foundation.
With the help of the Daoyuan Holy Qi, the pill effect of these holy pills is of course far from comparable to the ordinary holy pills of similar types. Both of them have completely consolidated their cultivation level of the first-level Tiansheng, and there are still many improvements.
Speaking of which, they all benefited a lot from this fairy grass, but Gu Fenghua's cultivation still stayed at the first level of the Tiansheng, which also made Luo Enen feel deeply ashamed.
Didn't get any benefits? Gu Fenghua smiled without saying a word.
Although her cultivation has not improved significantly, the so-called Taoist source holy energy is produced by the cultivation of the great way of heaven and earth. How could she not get any benefits? It’s just that outsiders cannot understand the benefits.
Luo Enen originally wanted to find an opportunity to discuss with Gu Fenghua. After all, in the name of competition, Gu Fenghua was not easy to bully her. Just like she bullied a fat white man, it was rare to finally tie her cultivation level.
The opportunity never came again. However, when she saw Gu Fenghua's meaningful smile, she felt a slap in her heart. Her strong desire to survive made her swallow her words.
Just then, a sound of fighting came from the front.
Gu Fenghua rushed forward faster. It should be not far from Qingyang Sect. I don’t know if the one who took action would be the Qingyang Sect. Yu Boqian left her a good impression. Since she met her, of course she wouldn’t.
Let the Qingyang Sect disciples suffer losses, not to mention, according to her speculation, the origin of Gui Yezi is likely to be related to the Qingyang Sect, and they cannot suffer losses.
Luo Enen was also very energetic. She hadn't seen outsiders for more than two months, as if she was isolated from the world. She really made her bored, so she wanted to find some fun.
In front of it was a cliff that was thousands of feet high. Several young men were leaning against the cliff and were half surrounded by more than a dozen men and women, but there was no way out, which seemed to be in a desperate situation.
"Senior brothers and sisters, we have no grudges with you in the past and have no grudges recently, why should we fight each other so hard?" A young man held a sword in his left hand and said to the holy master surrounding him. His left shoulder was covered in blood and a sword mark on his chest was even more common.
It is deep and visible to the bone, but it is obvious that it is injured very much.
"Stop talking nonsense, hand over the seven-star blue radish grass and let you die. Otherwise, next year will be your death day!" A man in his early thirties said impatiently in the other crowd.
This person is burly, with a scar on his face pulling from the corner of his eyes to his mouth, and his expression is extremely cruel.
"How did you know we have seven-star blue grass?" The youngest boy said in surprise among the few people who were backing the cliff.
They found a seven-star blue radish plant in Manghuang Mountain, but there were no outsiders present at that time. How did these people know?
"I not only know that you are lucky, but have found the Seven-Star Blue Radish Grass, but also know that you have not found a suitable buyer in Kuchan City, so this Seven-Star Blue Radish Grass is still on your body." The scar-faced man said proudly.