Chapter Seventy-Six: Mission

The vain real person opened the magic circle set up outside the Treasure Medicine Garden and took Feng Fan into the Medicine Garden. I saw a rich fragrance wafting in the garden, and all kinds of spiritual grasses competed for beauty.

The vain real person pointed to a small purple grass and said to Feng Fan: "This is the two-thousand-year-old phoenix soul grass. ”

Feng Fan read herbal books, of course he knew what ordinary phoenix soul grass looked like. The Millennial Phoenix Soul Grass and the ordinary Phoenix Soul Grass are just different in color, and it and the Golden Leaf Bone Grass are the only two spirit grasses that are missing in Fengfan's refining of the Essence Pill.

When Feng Fan saw the Phoenix Soul Grass, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart. In fact, many spirit grasses are very common, but those that grow for more than hundreds of years are extremely rare, after all, many spirit grasses that grow in the wild are often destroyed by nature, artificially collected or swallowed by demon beasts, and spirit grasses that are thousands of years old and thousands of years old are even more precious.

"This spiritual grass is of great help to the cultivator to improve his cultivation, so he must keep it properly. The vain real person gently picked out the phoenix soul grass, and slowly handed it to Feng Fan's eyes, and then instructed.

"The younger generation must remember the teachings of the predecessors. Feng Fan put away the spirit grass.

"Forgive the junior for being stupid, do the seniors know what kind of elixir this is?" Feng Fan hesitated for a moment, then took out the elixir from his bosom that he had obtained from the high-ranking monk he had killed, and said with a humble smile.

"This is the Zhuyan Elixir, which is extremely precious, and it belongs to the three-grade elixir, especially for female monks, it is a priceless treasure. The delusional real person took the elixir, looked at it carefully, sniffed it in front of his nose again, his eyes rolled his bones, and said in a slightly shocked voice.

"Why did the senior say this?" Feng Fan asked with some confusion.

"If you take one anti-aging elixir, you can ensure that the content of the anti-aging elixir will remain unchanged for a hundred years. If you take ten pills, you can look beautiful for a thousand years, which is of course priceless for the friar. The real man smiled calmly.

"Why don't many high-level cultivators take this elixir?" Feng Fan was a little puzzled by this.

"Although the Zhuyan Spirit Pill is very precious, some high-level cultivators have the opportunity to obtain it, but they are not interested in the Zhuyan Lingdan. Because appearance is not important to them, the most important thing is cultivation and status. But most of the friars, especially the young ones, were desperate for this elixir. The vain real person said that he returned the Zhuyan Spirit Pill to Feng Fan, and said with a shallow smile.

"It seems that the Zhuyan Spirit Pill is also a treasure, and I should use the Five Elements Xuanmeng True Yuan to copy some of the illusions, one is to take it myself, and the other is to use this spirit pill to exchange with some female monks for spirit grass or other spirit pills. Feng Fan thought to himself, and at the same time admired the magic of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Jue even more.

"Thank you for the reminder, if there is nothing to do, the junior will leave. After saying goodbye to the false truth, Feng Fan returned to his residence.

On the second day, Feng Fan left the Flying Sect, found a secluded place, copied some of the Resident Yan Spirit Pill, and took one pill, and then returned to the Flying Sect.

Next, Feng Fan quickly erased the divine sense imprints of the Black Shield and the Soul Cone, and then completely refined them so that they could be used by himself.

After more than ten days, Huanyue Zhenren summoned the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect Qi Gathering Period, and all the disciples were worried in their hearts, not knowing what would happen.

"I have summoned you today because I have a task entrusted to you, and the head of this sect has promised to send half of the batch of crystal jade that was brought back a few months ago to Jinshi Valley. Because this place is relatively close to the Golden Stone Valley, and there are no passing passes by the Thunder Sha Sect and the Phantom Blood Sect on the way, your masters have another important mission, so this time I will send ten of you to complete this mission. Seeing that everyone had already arrived, Phantom Yue said aloud.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, after all, this mission was very safe, unlike the last time it was to recapture the crystal jade, there would definitely be a fierce battle.

Phantom Yue Zhenren selected ten disciples, and most of them were late stage cultivators. Of course, Feng Fan is also among them, because Feng Fan is the strongest, so Huanyue Zhenren told Feng Fan a little, and let Feng Fan lead everyone to set off.

Feng Fan and the others have already left the Feitian Faction, everyone is in a relaxed mood, talking and laughing all the way, it seems that this time it is not to complete the task, but to go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers. Feng Fan remained silent, carefully observing the scene around him.

After flying for hundreds of miles, I saw a hill below me. The mountains are densely covered with jungles, and there are bursts of cheerful bird chirping, and a refreshing breath comes to the face.

The crowd came to the top of the hill and was about to fly over it. Suddenly, more than a dozen rays of light rose rapidly on the hill, and more than a dozen people appeared in the sky opposite, led by a bearded man, who turned out to be the altar master of the Thunder Sha Sect who had fled a few days earlier.

"It turned out to be you rats, who killed more than a dozen people from my faction a few days ago and snatched Jingyu. I didn't expect to come to the offense again today, this is where you are buried. The bearded man glanced at Feng Fan and the others a few times, and said with a smile.

The disciples of the Feitian Sect were all a little panicked when they saw the bearded man and his party. Unexpectedly, he met this Thunder Sha Sect Foundation Cultivator here, and the people behind him were not afraid, but this person was difficult to deal with. This place is far away from the Thunder Sha Sect, it is said that there should not be a monk in the sect, could it be that there is a traitor in the Flying Heaven Sect? Feng Fan frowned, and secretly guessed in his heart.

When Feng Fan was thinking about it, the bearded man had already recognized Feng Fan, his companion Li Tanzhu chased this kid a few days ago and there was no trace of him, it seems that he is the target of today's pursuit.

The bearded man yelled: "Out." I saw a white light suddenly appear in front of his body, and it was a short sword, this short sword was called "Qinghong Sword", and it was a superb magic weapon. The bearded man pointed at the Qinghong Sword, and the Qinghong Sword shot towards Feng Fan with ten thousand sword rays.

Feng Fan waved his left hand, and the black shield appeared in front of him. When the two met, the two colors of light shone brightly, emitting a sonorous sound of gold and iron colliding, resounding in all directions, as if tearing the sky. The black shield continued to tremble, and under the blow of the Qinghong Sword, it slowly shook and retreated like a lonely boat in the deep sea.

When the bearded man saw the black shield and recognized it as the Li Tan Master, he couldn't help but be furious. Without hesitation, the bearded man stretched out his left hand, and a cyan talisman appeared in his hand, and a machete pattern was sealed in the talisman.

Feng Fan faintly felt a murderous aura rushing towards him, knowing that the opponent was using a high-level talisman, he immediately stretched out his right hand, and a high-grade shield talisman appeared in his hand. As the True Yuan in Feng Fan's body swarmed out, the shield talisman flashed with a dazzling light, and it was urged to move at a rapid speed.

As soon as the bearded man raised his hand, the talisman flew out and turned into a huge machete in the void. Countless swords emanated from it, and countless afterimages burst out, slashing towards Feng Fan fiercely, locking Feng Fan firmly.