This is a bit unexpected...

Lin Fei waved his hand, and the Tiangui who had swallowed the Five Yin Thunder Curse suddenly turned into a black air and flew back, wrapping it around Lin Fei's arm. At this time, it was clear that the originally dark black air, after swallowing the Five Yin Thunder Curse, became lightning and thunderous, like a black thunder dragon.

More importantly...

The restrictions in the Tiangui's body actually skyrocketed six times in an instant!

You know, when Lin Fei refined the ghost general into a heavenly ghost, the heavenly ghost had a total of twenty-four prohibitions, which was equivalent to falling from the ghost general realm. But now, after swallowing the Five Yin Thunder Curse, the ban suddenly surged, directly pushing the heavenly ghost towards thirty restrictions. In terms of combat power, it is far beyond ordinary ghost generals. In time, even the Ghost King is expected.

"It's really a bargain..." Lin Fei looked at it, knowing that the Tiangui was digesting the Five Yin Thunder Curse, and he didn't bother him. He just wrapped it on his arm and stopped caring about it.

Next, Lin Fei spent another month to digest the harvest of this night. There was no way. The harvest of this night was too great. It was promoted to the soul of life, through the thunder tribulation, and tempering sword weapons. For Lin Fei, it was a complete transformation. Fortunately, Lin Fei had accumulated a strong accumulation in the Yangyuan realm. If someone had changed, the Taoist heart would be unstable and he would be in a devilish way. Without a year or two years of polishing, he would not have thought of completely digesting all this.

But Lin Fei is not in a hurry...

It was just like this, one day, two days, three days, four days, and one month later, Lin Fei walked out of the cave. Compared to a month ago, Lin Fei's temperament changed again. He looked deep and restrained, and looked like a sword hidden in a sheath...

The injuries were recovered and their strength improved greatly. Lin Fei knew that it was time for him to leave the Death Knit Realm. He just stood on the cliff and looked north, and Lin Fei couldn't help but feel a little bit loud.

"From here to Yunya, you have to fly for a year..."

He didn't eat or drink, and he stayed asleep. He flew with the air for a year. Just thinking about it, Lin Fei felt that he wanted to die, so he quickly gave up this deadly idea.

Just that...

I can only think of another way.

"Or what if you want to ask someone from the Lingding Sect?"

Just as Lin Fei was hesitating whether to ask people from the Lingding Sect for help, a loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the back mountain of Shenmu Mountain. Then a colorful glow suddenly bloomed. Lin Fei frowned. The loud noise and the colorful glow were clearly someone fighting.

Moreover, at least a cultivator at the realm of the soul...

When Lin Fei was about to take a look, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance of medicine. He slightly distinguished the direction and it was actually the back mountain of Shenmu Mountain. It was only a few dozen miles away from the place where the loud noise and colorful rays came from...

"Huh?" Lin Fei's heart suddenly moved, and a Taiyi sword energy was released directly. He heard a "boom". Under the invincible Taiyi sword energy, Lin Fei's cave that had been staying for several months was instantly razed to the ground.

After looking back and confirming that he had left no trace, he activated his true energy, and he flew towards the back of Shenmu Mountain like a big bird...

…………

At this time, deep in the back of Shenmu Mountain, a three-legged giant tripod stood, with its feet dozens of feet high. At first glance, it looked like a small hill. The fire was beating under the giant tripod, and the sound of water came, and the strong fragrance of medicine was thrusting into the nose. It seemed that something was being cultivated. Around the giant tripod, more than a dozen young monks were circulating their true energy, urging the fire under the giant tripod to become more vigorous.

If Lin Fei was here, he would probably be able to recognize at a glance that at least seven or eight of these dozen young monks were disciples of the Lingding Sect whom I saw last time in Shenmu Mountain.

"My junior brothers and sisters, please hold on for another quarter of an hour. The dew of this cauldron, Wanhua Dew is refined and we can go back." The person who spoke was Senior Brother Wang.

It was probably because of the last experience that Senior Brother Wang had some fear of being bitten by a snake for ten years. While speaking, he looked around, for fear that several disciples of Qianshan Sect would suddenly come out like last time.

If I could choose, Senior Brother Wang would not want to come to the back mountain of Shenmu Mountain again if he was beaten to death. The last experience was so impressive.

It’s okay if the disciples of Qianshan Sect are...

The key is that Senior Brother Wang knew in his heart that there was another murderer in Shenmu Mountain...

The problem is that this Wanhua Dew was originally collected by collecting hundreds of spiritual herbs and spiritual flowers, and was cultivated with the unique secret techniques of the Lingding Tripod School. It has various wonderful uses. It is one of the foundations for the survival of the Lingding Tripod School. It can be said that at least half of the consumption of the Lingding Tripod School was exchanged for the Wanhua Dew.

However, the Wanhua Dew must be cultivated with the spiritual herbs that have just been picked. It is not enough to be able to do it for a quarter of an hour. Even if it is placed in the natal spiritual tripod and sealing the spiritual energy with its own true energy, it cannot cultivate the real Wanhua Dew. Therefore, every few months, dozens of disciples of the Spiritual Ding Sect in the Death Knives will come to the back mountain of Shenmu Mountain together, divide them into three places to pick the spiritual herbs, and use the natal spiritual tripod to cultivate the Wanhua Dew on the spot.

If it is normal, there is no problem.

Even the Qianshan Sect, which is the domineering Wu Hai, will not come to disturb him when the Spirit Ding Sect is practicing Wanhualu. After all, the whole Wu Hai knows that this Wanhualu is one of the foundations of the Spirit Ding Sect. If something really happens, even if the Spirit Ding Sect is weak, it will probably splash the other party’s face with blood.

But after the last experience, Senior Brother Wang was always a little worried and just hoped that the sacred Wanhua Dew would be well trained quickly, so that no accidents would occur in the middle.

"Dear juniors and sisters, please be wary. If there is a problem with this cauldron, we can only practice by eating soil next year. Don't..."

Senior Brother Wang was talking about his junior brother and sister with a serious look on his face, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw something flying over from the cliff. At first, he thought it was a dazzling thing, so he quickly rubbed his eyes.

Then……

When Senior Brother Wang said halfway through his words, he suddenly got stuck in his throat, and his face was full of dull expressions...

"Junior Brother Wang, we're meeting again!" Lin Fei flew all the way with the strong fragrance of medicine. After landing, he was a little curious. He looked at the natal spiritual cauldron dozens of feet tall, and then greeted Senior Brother Wang with a smile.

"You, you..." Senior Brother Wang was stunned. His eyes were staring at Lin Fei, and he said a few words "you", but he couldn't say the following words.

However, the other disciples of the Lingding Sect who had never seen Lin Fei firmly kept Senior Brother Wang's words in their hearts. If something happened to this tripod, Wanhualu would have to rely on eating soil to practice next year.

then……

Almost as soon as Lin Fei landed, several disciples of the Lingding Sect were ready.

"Who are you!"
Chapter completed!