The next day, the two got up early in the morning, cleaned up, and headed northwest.

The two of them stopped and went, and at noon on the fifth day, they finally arrived at the forest that Jiuyan Red Lion had said.

It is said to be a forest, but in fact it is several continuous hillsides, the area is not big or small, about hundreds of thousands of acres, and you can't see the end at a glance.

Outside the woods, there were groups of monks, floating in the air or standing on rocks, looking at the forest from afar.

"It's the forest. The Jiuyan Red Lion flew to the top of a mountain with Chu Feng and the others, "There are a lot of spirit grasses in the forest, and the year is quite high. ”

"What is the level of those dryads?" Chu Tianfeng flew into the air and looked into the distance.

In the forest, there was a faint figure flickering, accompanied by a slight roar.

"The highest estimate is about level seven, and Xiaoxue and I don't dare to fly over. Jiuyan Red Lion smiled awkwardly.

You uncle! A dryad of about level 7 is not an opponent even if it is a bear or not.

Chu Tianfeng couldn't help frowning.

"Does the dryad have divine sense?" Feng Mingxue interjected.

"No, they distinguish their opponents by smell. Chu Tianfeng slowly floated down beside her and shook his head, "If it weren't for the limited divine sense, the Dryad would have been easier to deal with than ordinary demon beasts. ”

The divine consciousness on the island has been greatly compressed, and it is estimated that the mid-stage cultivation of the god can only be released a few tens of meters, that is to say, the mid-stage god cultivator must approach to the range of dozens of meters of the dryad before he can attack the dryad.

However, the attack range of the Dryad is very far, and the sixth-level Dryad can send branches or leaves more than a hundred meters away, let alone the seventh-level Dryad.

"What then?" Feng Mingxue also frowned.

Chu Tianfeng thought for a moment and said, "The old way, steal!"

It is definitely not possible to fight hard, even if he uses his sword qi, he can only compete with the fifth-level dryad at most, but he can't fight against the sixth-level and above dryad.

"I'm going with you!" Feng Mingxue stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

Chu Tianfeng smiled slightly, and said, "You and the little lion are waiting here, if there is really a lot of spirit grass in the forest, maybe we will have to steal it for ten days and half a month." ”

"No, I'm going, let's dig faster together. "Feng Mingxue is unrelenting.

Chu Tianfeng didn't want to take her there, but thinking that there were so many high-ranking monks nearby, it might not be safe to stay outside, so after hesitating for a moment, he tied her to his back again, took advantage of the unpreparedness, played the stealth technique, and quietly touched the woods.

There seemed to be several groups of monks in the forest, and they were busy in the forest in small groups of threes and twos.

Chu Tianfeng slowly approached the edge of the forest, and gradually, he could see those tree demons and a group of monks clearly.

Dryads are no different from ordinary trees, some are dozens of zhang tall and need several people to hug them, and some are also very short, only a few zhang, with a diameter of less than half a meter.

These dryads are born with wood attributes, and they use the leaves or branches of their bodies as weapons to constantly attack the monks.

Most of the monks are in the late stage of transforming into gods, and a few are martial cultivators, they generally use fire control or sword qi to drive away the tree demons, and when the tree demons retreat slightly, they will quickly collect spirit grass.

Coincidentally, among these monks, Chu Feng and the others saw a few old friends.

Among them, there are two monks in the late stage of the Wuji Gate, one is a horse face, and the other is a nine-layer cultivator, and the other is a square face, and the eighth-layer cultivator is a god.

The two of them are back to back, the ninth layer of the horse-faced god is responsible for defending against the enemy, and the eighth-layer of the square-faced god is responsible for digging the spirit grass.

Tianyin Pavilion also had two disciples present, one of them was Zeng Rong, and the other was not young, with average appearance, tall stature, and ninth-level cultivation.

In addition, there are Ma Biao and the long-faced dragon brother, the two are also back-to-back, the long-faced dragon brother is fighting against several tree demons, and Ma Biao is collecting spirit grass.

There are indeed a lot of spiritual grasses in the forest, and the quality is also quite high, and the monks are very busy.

Chu Tianfeng cautiously sneaked into the forest, took out the medium-grade trapped array disk, quickly set the range, and filled in the spirit stone.

With a bang, the trapped array activated, and all the dryads within a few hundred meters of the vicinity were trapped in the array.

The dryads outside the formation sensed the danger and retreated in fright.

Most of the dryads in the array were a little flustered, some were furious, some were furious, and those with higher cultivation levels were vigilantly watching their surroundings.

Just as the demon beast contains the demon pill in its body, the dryad also contains tree cores, which are very high in age and are the material for refining or arraying.

Chu Feng and the others were lucky, there was actually a silver wood tree demon in the formation, and its core thousand-year-old silver wood was an excellent material for a medium-grade attack formation!

It's a pity that the level of that Silver Wood Dryad cultivation is too high, about the early stage of the sixth level!

The two of them appeared, hula-la-la, digging the spiritual grass in the array.

I have to say that there are so many spiritual grasses in the forest, especially more than Longzuigou!

Agave incense, white sauce grass, ground three brocade, star anise silver plate grass, and even a few baby fruit trees, spotted leaf pear trees!

The two of them were simply ecstatic, Chu Tianfeng hurriedly put Feng Mingxue down, and released the Jiuyan Red Lion, so that this thing turned into a human form and helped pick the fruit!

Seeing this, the nearby monks also moved closer to the trapped formation, wanting to get a piece of the pie.

Within a moment, three or four groups of monks were gathered on the edge of the trapped array, including Zeng Rong and the ninth-level female cultivator of the Transformation Gods.

Most of the monks were quite regular, and they honestly collected spiritual grass at the edge of the trapped array, but there were also monks who believed that their cultivation was relatively high, and when they saw that the scope of the trapped array was very large, they had a crooked idea.

"Fellow Daoist, can you share a share of the spirit grass in the formation?" the horse-faced god of the Wuji Gate shouted outside the formation.

"No, you can dig spirit grass on the side of the array. Chu Tianfeng flatly refused.

We circled the land and planted turnips for you?

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it's not good to eat alone?" the square face turned into a god The eighth layer also shouted loudly.

"Hehe, uncle, I don't think there's anything bad!" Jiuyan Red Lion smiled.

"How can this be reasonable, shameless!" Ma Biao casually sent out a true yuan and entered the formation.

Chu Tianfeng couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Everyone, there are a lot of spiritual grasses here, everyone has their own means, why waste time fighting?"

"Haha! You're right about one thing, everyone has their own means. Another monk laughed, "Lao Tzu's method is to rob! Robbing the Dryad is robbing, and robbing you is also robbing!"

Chu Tianfeng followed the sound and saw that it was a middle-aged monk, with a medium stature, a Chinese face, his face was full of pimples, and his body was full of true yuan, and his momentum was surging, and it was estimated that his cultivation was not low!

"Be careful, this guy is refining the void level of cultivation. Jiuyan Red Lion reminded in a low voice on the side.

Your uncle! Chu Tianfeng was secretly speechless.

"Hurry up and give us the formation jade slip, otherwise, we will dismantle your formation!" The horse-faced god of the ninth layer simply jumped into the formation.

"Haha! Let's go together!" the national character laughed loudly and threw himself into the formation.

Not to be outdone, the square-faced god eighth-layer, Ma Biao, and the long-faced dragon set brother and others dodged into the battle one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chu Tianfeng hurriedly picked up Feng Mingxue on his back, put away the Nine Flames Red Lion, and then hurriedly sneaked back to the center of the formation and took out the spirit stones in the array.

With a bang, the formation closed.

The monks were overjoyed, and took advantage of the absence of the tree demons to rush to dig the spirit grass, and Zeng Rong and the ninth-layer female cultivator of the Transformation God also took the opportunity to fish in the water.

A few monks had a lot of eyes, and tried their best to release their consciousness and search the surroundings.

"Where's the man?" Ma Biao asked in surprise.

"Isn't it, is it running so fast?" the long-faced dragon set brother also wondered.

"Damn, these guys' stealth kung fu is a bit evil!" The national character face refining layer reacted quickly, realizing that Chu Tianfeng's stealth technique was unusual.

When the other monks heard this, they suddenly realized.

"Heaven-level exercises! It's definitely heaven-level exercises!" Ma Biao exclaimed in shock.

"Haha! I didn't expect to encounter a heaven-level exercise!"

"Damn, this exercise is mine!" The face of the national character was refined, and he immediately jumped up.

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As a result, all the monks left the matter of the spirit grass behind and searched for Chu Tianfeng instead.

The ninth layer of the horse-faced god and the eighth-layer square-faced god guessed that it was Chu Feng and the others, they were so angry that they gritted their teeth and secretly scolded Chu Tianfeng for being a stupid pig, and he didn't know how to be low-key with heaven-level exercises, showing off everywhere, and pulling hatred everywhere.

On the other side, stupid pig, cough cough, classmate Chu Tianfeng had already carried Feng Mingxue to the depths of the woods a few miles away, took out the array plate, and rearranged a medium-grade trapped formation.

In order to prevent those monks from harassing him again, he also painstakingly arranged a medium-grade lightning array.

After everything was ready, he released the Nine Flames Red Lion, untied Feng Mingxue, and began to collect spirit grass.

The monks knew that Chu Tianfeng had hid in the depths of the woods, but there were seventh-level dryads in the depths of the woods, and they didn't dare to go deeper.

"Uncle Lu, what should I do?" Ma Biao asked the national character face.

The first layer of the national character face refining void urged the flying sword, repelled a tree demon not far away, and turned his head to look at the ninth layer of the horse-faced god next to him: "Fellow Daoist, how about we team up?"

"Thank you, Senior Lu, we can't ask for it!" "The ninth layer of the horse-faced god immediately agreed.

He knew very well that there were seventh-level dryads in the woods, and with just the two of them, they couldn't rush into it no matter what.

"That's good!" "Okay!" looked at Zeng Rong and the others in the distance, and asked loudly: "Fellow Daoists, if you divide it, you will disperse, and if you join it, you will stand up, why don't we all join forces, and after the matter is completed, divide the exercises equally, how about it?"

"Senior Lu, even if you give orders, we will all obey you!" the ninth-layer female cultivator of the Transformation God responded in a loud voice.

Soon, a luxury group of more than ten people was announced.

The leader of the group is naturally the first layer of the national character face surnamed Lu, and the team members include the long-faced Longtao brother of the Moon Sect, Ma Biao, the ninth-layer female cultivator of the Tianyin Pavilion, Zeng Rong, and the nine-layer of the horse-faced god of Wujimen, and the eighth-layer of the square-faced god, a total of twelve people.

Under the command of the first layer of Lianxu surnamed Lu, the group did not collect spiritual grass and advanced to the forest with all its might.

Initially, the group progressed relatively smoothly, but as the team deepened, the Dryad's cultivation became higher and higher, and the group became more and more moved and struggling.

The first layer of the Lü Lianxu had to slow down and divide the group into two teams, which took turns to attack and take turns to rest in order to fully maintain the group's combat effectiveness.

As a result, the speed is naturally greatly reduced, and sometimes, it takes several hours to advance a few tens of meters.