Chapter Seventy-Three: Unfair Treatment
In the scorching sun at noon, the blazing temperature of exposure even caused a ripple heat wave to rise from Tianjun Peak.
On the rugged and quiet mountain road, a naked young man was carrying a huge black stone bar to the mountain.
If there were people in the vicinity, you would find the young man carrying the stone bar, as if his whole body had been stained with black rust by the black stone.
This young man who was wheezing heavily was none other than Chen Feng, who had joined the Tianjun Peak.
After being settled in Zhongling Valley, Chen Feng only rested for one day, and under the command of Tian Zhenxiong, the first seat of Qianjun Peak, he began to work hard.
The extremely exhausting work of carrying the forbidden spirit stone up the mountain made Chen Feng feel that life was worse than death, and at the same time, it also made his physical strength improve significantly.
Compared to Chen Feng, who was doing heavy physical work day by day, Qiao Xueqing stayed in Zhongling Valley peacefully, and she could take care of the medicine garden in addition to cultivation, which seemed very leisurely and elegant.
Whenever he thought of the unfair treatment he received, Chen Feng secretly scolded Tian Zhenxiong and vented his inner dissatisfaction.
Standing on the mountainside of Tianjun Peak, I faintly saw Chen Feng's figure walking slowly on the mountain road, and the eyes of Lu Shuya, a woman in a plain robe, showed a look of unbearability: "Senior brother, it's been three days, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that Feng'er will not be able to bear it, even if his physical strength is different from ordinary people, but after all, he is only a second-level Qi refining cultivator." ”
"A guy who doesn't have perseverance is not qualified to stay in Tianjun Peak at all, Uncle Qiu should have his reasons for arranging it like this. Although Tian Zhenxiong had a stinky face and vaguely saw the gaze of Chen Feng's figure, he was a little surprised.
"Although Feng'er's temperament is a little weird and weird, but it is really rare to be able to do this, I will ask Shan'er to send him a purple rhyme salvia supplement, so as not to over-squeeze the potential, hollow out the body's essence, and lead to damage that is difficult to recover!" Lu Shuya said with a loving face.
Tian Zhenxiong's face twitched, and he was also a little distressed in his heart, but it was not for Chen Feng.
Purple rhyme salvia is a medium-grade elixir. In particular, the 100-year-old medicine is even more precious. Not only is it a very good supplement for cultivators to quench their bodies, but it is also very helpful for qi refining cultivators to impact the Xuan Period.
The purple rhyme salvia grown in Tianjun Peak, because of the relationship between the gravity environment, contains even more medicinal properties, and it is definitely a terrible thing if you take it out.
"If you let Deyong and them know the Tao, you have to complain about your partiality as a master's wife, and give such a good thing to that evil boy. It's a complete waste. Tian Zhenxiong pursed his lips to express dissatisfaction.
Lu Shuya smiled beautifully: "They are all disciples of Tianjun Peak, how can I be biased, I used to give Deyong a lot of things to them, I watched them grow up, and they all treated them as my own children." ”
"Don't be angry, there are only a few people in Tianjun Peak. The cultivation resources are enough, but there is no one who can excel in the sect......" Tian Zhenxiong took a deep breath, and his annoyance and disappointment could not be concealed at all.
"Every time the Great Open Sect recruits disciples, there are also some cultivators who come to our Tianjun Peak, but there are very few who persist for two days, the harsh environment of Tianjun Peak is obviously placed here, and it is already very good that Deyong and they can stay in our sect all the time. Lu Shuya sighed and smiled.
"Hmph. Is it not a reason to think about the progress of the environment if it is not good? I think about the time when Tianjun Peak was prosperous. What a scenery it is, which of you brothers and sisters doesn't have proud feelings. It was our Tianjun Peak that resisted the attack of the six major sects of the dynasty, and in the face of the power of the Illusory Mirror, the seventy-six disciples of the sect were all dead, all dead......" Speaking of later, Tian Zhenxiong looked at the back mountain with blood-red eyes, and his emotions were a little out of control.
"What are you doing about the previous things, aren't we still there, if Uncle Qiu hears it, it will make the old man blame himself again!" Lu Shuya persuaded sadly.
"Living is just a punishment for cowardice, since the death of the master, the inheritance of Tianjun Peak has been broken, and no one can master the Jun Forbidden Circle, and the gravity environment of Tianjun Peak has become less and less optimistic over the years, maybe it won't be long before the inheritance of our Tianjun Peak will disappear completely!" Tian Zhenxiong sighed in frustration, looking powerless.
"Uncle Qiu will find a way, the two disciples he found back this time are good, as long as his old man is still there, I believe it will help Tianjun Peak slowly improve. Lu Shuya's comforting smile was a little bitter.
"If he had a way, would he still be able to wait until now? If it weren't for his selfishness and fear of retreating in the big battle back then, the master might not have been lost, and the Tianjun Peak vein would not be as lonely as this......" Tian Zhenxiong turned around and was about to return to the hall halfway up the mountain, revealing a heavy breath.
"Senior brother, the sect's enrollment of disciples has ended, and in three days it will be the sect's glorious ceremony, are you going to Xingluo Peak?" asked the plain-robed woman.
"Don't go, it's not enough to be embarrassed? Besides, whether we have a lineage of Qianjun Peak, it will not have an impact on the Glorious Ceremony, in the past, the large and small celebrations of the sect, didn't we go to Tianjun Peak?" As soon as the sect celebration was mentioned, Tian Zhenxiong was inevitably a little annoyed.
"A few years ago, there were no decent disciples in the sect, but this time the sect was opened, Tianjun Peak finally recruited two people, and it was not good not to go to the Glory Ceremony, and Shan'er was getting older, and she kept shouting to participate, so she couldn't never go out. Lu Shuya's expression was condensed and persuaded.
"You have to go and take them with you, and you don't have to talk to me about it again. Tian Zhenxiong stretched his horse's face, and walked towards Tianjun Hall without turning his head.
Seeing Tian Zhenxiong's weak back, the plain-robed woman was slightly disappointed, shook her head and sighed softly.
At this time, Chen Feng didn't know about the conversation between Lu Daotian Zhenxiong and Lu Shuya and his wife, just carrying the forbidden spirit stone, he was already very difficult.
The pain of excessive exhaustion is far more torturous than being traumatized, tired to a certain extent, when you really take a step, your teeth are clucking.
Although the scorching sun was shining, Chen Feng, who was dizzy, saw a haze.
Thinking that he would have to carry the forbidden spirit stone every day in the future and go up the mountain in the heavy pressure environment of Tianjun Peak, Chen Feng's face couldn't help but show a bitter look like going to the execution ground.
Not long after the naked skin of his upper body was oozing blood and red sweat, Chen Feng, who felt that his body had reached the limit of bearing, decisively put the big stone on the side of the road.
"Boom~~~"
Under the huge gravity, one of the peaks was shocked.
Losing the weight of the big stone, Chen Feng's body was much lighter, and at the same time, his flesh was dyed with dots like rust spots, and it also began to slowly fade out of his body and merge into the black big stone.
After sitting on the mountain road for a while, the essence of the rebellion in Chen Feng's body gradually calmed down.
Looking at the other two forbidden spirit stones not far from the mountain road below, Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly that he had worked hard for three days, but he was pitiful when he entered the country, and he could walk seven or eight more feet each time he carried the big stones.
At present, Chen Feng's location is a long mountain road even from Zhongling Valley, not to mention the Tianjun Hall halfway up the mountain.
To be able to carry the stone bar here, or rely on the help of Tianjun Pei, if there is no jade pendant on his waist to offset most of the gravity, Chen Feng is very reluctant to carry the forbidden spirit stone bar to walk a short mountain road.
Chen Feng, who got up with grinning teeth, felt the soreness of his musculoskeletal body, and he didn't care about working anymore, so he hurriedly walked towards Zhong Linggu.
For a long stretch of mountain road, Chen Feng walked for two hours.
Crossing the waterfall and carefully returning to the depths of Zhongling Cave, seeing that Qiao Xueqing had already prepared a table of meals waiting for him, although Chen Feng couldn't wait, he carefully controlled the amount of flesh and strength that disappeared from the gravity environment, and gently walked to the stone table and picked up a smoked beast leg and bit it.
Qiao Xueqing was not surprised by Chen Feng's cautious appearance, the depths of this Zhongling Cave could not only isolate the unbearable impact of the gravity environment on low-level cultivators, but also engraved with many fine and mysterious runes to isolate the gravitational aura of Tianjun Peak.
When Qiao Xueqing first came here before, Chen Feng couldn't control the force of weightlessness and almost crashed into a serious injury, so he was a lot more cautious about this sudden change in the gravity environment.
"Add a little more ......"
Chen Feng was almost like a storm, stuffing the food on the stone table into his mouth, and said vaguely to Qiao Xueqing.
"Since you went up the mountain with a stone on your back, you have eaten a lot more, and you owe it to you, and if you continue like this, I am afraid that these foreign debts alone will be squashed for you. Qiao Xueqing took out two strains of Nine Sonshouwu that had grown into a human form from the storage bag, put them on a food plate and smiled at Chen Feng.
"Doing this kind of heavy physical work, if there is no supplement, it won't take long to squeeze me into a human dry, how can I get through the current difficulty first, and then I have the opportunity to sell the magic weapon in the future, and then it will be too late to pay off the foreign debt." Chen Feng picked up a humanoid nine-shouwu plant glowing with white light, ate it directly in his mouth, and devoured it like a big radish.
"This Nine Sonshouwu is at least fifty years old, and if it is sold on the market, it is estimated that it will not be a problem to ask for five low-grade spirit stones. Qiao Xueqing smiled and glanced at Chen Feng, who was feasting.
Hearing Qiao Xueqing's words, Chen Feng seemed to be choked, and his mouth puffed out and his flesh hurt for a long time.
"Just now my master asked Ling Shan to come over, look at what this is. ”
Seeing Chen Feng swallow the food and breathe a sigh of relief, Qiao Xueqing took out a ginseng from the storage bag and said with a smile on the purple glow.
"This is Ziyun salvia, and it looks like it should be a hundred years old. Chen Feng used the most stupid method to look at the dense ginseng beard of salvia and said in surprise.
In the past two days, through Yun Yuechan, as well as books such as those left by the girl in the Jindan period when Xuanming Sect was damaged, Chen Feng also knew some ordinary elixirs.
Including the fifty-year-old Nine Sons Shouwu that Qiao Xueqing took out, they were all obtained by Chen Feng from making a fortune from the dead.
"This Ziyun salvia is grown on Tianjun Peak, and its medicinal properties far exceed the same grade spirit essence, and it is difficult to buy twenty low-grade spirit stones. Qiao Xueqing smiled lightly and said to Chen Feng.
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