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Lying in Cao Tianyun's arms, Ling Yurou, who was blushing from shame, suddenly felt that Cao Tianyun's aura was rapidly weakening, and finally disappeared altogether.

She panicked immediately, grabbed Cao Tianyun's skirt with her slender hands, shook it a few times, and said, "Young Master Tang, are you alright?"

Cao Tianyun had just entered the turtle's breath state, and it was almost a failure to be called out by her.

Fortunately, Cao Tianyun's concentration is tenacious, otherwise, if this blow really failed, Xiao Ming would have to confess.

Cao Tianyun, who had entered the turtle's breath state, felt much more refreshed.

But his current level of cultivation is still too low, and there are too many impurities in his body. Even if he switches to internal breathing, he can't last for too long.

At best, it can last for about three incense sticks, and then it needs to take another breath.

Cao Tianyun shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

If he is in the turtle's breath state, if he speaks, although the turtle's breath state will not be released immediately, it will also have a certain impact on the inner circulation.

Only then did Ling Yurou feel relieved.

She thought to herself: "This should be Mr. Tang's unique skill, it looks very powerful."

Cao Tianyun wanted to ask Ling Yurou if she was getting better, but she was still in a limp body, but she had already given him the answer.

In desperation, Cao Tianyun had no choice but to hold Ling Yurou in his arms and walk hard on top of the tree canopy.

Cao Tianyun's actions touched Ling Yurou's heart.

You know, the two are in a competitive relationship;

Even if Cao Tianyun left Ling Yurou alone now, or even took advantage of others' danger to harm Ling Yurou, it was all reasonable.

However, Cao Tianyun walks the "jianghu" relying on righteousness and openness.

It is impossible for him to do such a thing as stabbing a knife in the back while taking advantage of others' danger.

What's more, the other party is still a delicate girl. Although Cao Tianyun is not moved by beauty, but the idea of ​​machismo is deeply rooted.

He believes that it is only natural for a man to help a woman.

In the north of the mountain, fierce fighting is still going on at this time.

The group of candidates for the election were walking and fighting all the way, and their speed was not much slower than Cao Tianyun and the others.

Look at Huang Fen again, still frantically collecting herbs in the mountains.

"Hey! Spirit Blood Grass!"

"Mountain tiger flower!"

"Purple Magnolia!"

"Wow, Centennial Lingzhi!"

That is to say, relying on the recovery of the system, otherwise Huang Fen would be crushed to death by picking so many herbs...

"Ding!"

Just as Huang Fen threw a high-grade purple magnolia into the space, the system's prompt sound came to mind.

"Reminder: The host has unlocked the [Herb Guide] function."

"Currently 176 kinds of herbs have been collected."

"Collect 200 types of herbs, and you will be rewarded: [Shen Nong Medicine Spectrum] x 1."

Huang Fen was curious, this system even has a picture book function!

When he used to play games, he especially liked to read all kinds of monster illustrated books, equipment illustrated books, or material illustrated books.

Now that I know that the system in my mind actually has a picture book function, I must take a good look at it.

With a thought, various illustration lists appeared in Huang Fen's eyes.

Only then did he discover that there was not only [Herbal Medicine Illustrated Book].

[Animal Illustrated Book], [Monster Illustrated Book], [Monster Illustrated Book]...

In the worlds I have been to, many things have been quietly unlocked in the illustrated book.

Even some tree illustrations that I have never noticed before, I have everything in my mind...

"Hey guy, I actually have an encyclopedia that can be continuously unlocked!"

Huang Fen was surprised, but also secretly happy.

Whatever creatures, plants, rare treasures, as long as I have seen them, I can record them in the illustrated book.

In this way, wouldn't it be equivalent to having the function of photographic memory?
Huang Fen was still studying his illustration book here. In front of the gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, a beautiful figure in purple had floated to the ground.

Murong Ziyan, without a doubt, became the No. 1 candidate candidate before arriving at the gate of the Spirit Sword Sect.

According to the rules, when the No. 1 candidate for the election arrives at the mountain gate, the deacon in charge will send out a notification that resounds throughout the mountain to encourage other candidates for the election.

It's just that this time, it wasn't an ordinary deacon who responded at the gate of the mountain;

It was the chief deacon, Feng Lie.

Seeing Murong Ziyan, Feng Lie smiled brightly and said: "Haha, our Ziyan really did not disappoint me!"

However, Murong Ziyan frowned upon hearing his words;
A look of displeasure flashed across her face.

Murong Ziyan didn't look directly at Feng Lie, but directly clasped her fists in salute, and said respectfully: "Murong Ziyan, I have met Deacon Feng!"

Such behavior seems to be respectful;
But now in front of the mountain gate, there are only Murong Ziyan, Murong Wushuang, and Fenglie.

When Murong Ziyan did this, Feng Lie was a little bit embarrassed.

However, as the head deacon, Feng Lie's mind was spinning quickly, but Murong Ziyan stuttered and said with a smile: "Wushuang, Ziyan is indeed your real sister, haha!"

"This well-behaved character is exactly the same as yours."

Murong Ziyan quietly hid behind Murong Wushuang, and did not make a sound.

Bingxue is as smart as she is about her brother's attempt to match her with Feng Lie, so of course she already knew it well.

It's just that although Murong Ziyan doesn't hate Feng Lie, she doesn't like him either.

It's not because of Feng Lie's age, for a cultivator, cultivation comes first, so age doesn't matter.

In the world of cultivation, practitioners who are hundreds of years apart often form Taoist couples;
And the most outrageous thing is that the person who is a hundred years younger than the other party will sometimes die one step ahead...

In terms of appearance, Feng Lie belongs to that standard handsome man.

And as the head deacon of the Spirit Sword Sect, his status is even more respected than the earthly emperors.

But Murong Ziyan couldn't tell why, she just didn't have any feelings for him anyway.

Speaking of which, no one is to blame for this matter, if one has to blame, then one can only blame Feng Lie for being too sophisticated and slippery.

Murong Ziyan, a twenty-eight-year-old girl, naturally doesn't like this kind of "old fritters" character.

Feng Lie Nuan put a cold butt on his face, but he was not angry.

His real age is over half a hundred, and he knows the heart of the little girl;
As for Murong Ziyan, he really likes her too.

Feng Lie stirred the true qi in his body, and said via voice transmission: "The No.1 disciple who has reached the gate of our Spirit Sword Sect is Miss Murong Ziyan from the Murong family!"

His voice was mixed with real qi, which had a strong penetrating power and spread in all directions.

This notification has indeed played a motivating role.

In the north, those disciples who were in the midst of a fierce battle, after hearing the announcement, each stopped their flags and drums, and concentrated on climbing up the mountain.

As for Huang Fen in the forest, after hearing this notification, he remembered why he appeared here...