Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

In the early spring, the grass grows and the birds fly.

In the spiritual field, Qin Feng, Yuan Hua and Chen Changgeng are busy.

Although he is already a Jindan cultivator, he cannot abandon the ancestral craftsmanship brought from his previous life, and he still has to continue to plant the field.

Looking at the tender sprouts of spiritual plants emerging in the field, Qin Feng always feels at ease.

He stretched his waist and saw the green mountains in the distance were shrouded in mist, wild geese returning north, and groups of purple jade bees flying in the flowers nearby to collect honey. It was a scene of vitality and everything competing.

As Qin Feng became a true disciple, his status in the sect increased sharply, adding many benefits.

For example, every year, he could receive a sum of spiritual stones just by doing nothing in seclusion.

In addition, he could also take over hundreds of acres of land around the courtyard, and let the sect send people to improve all these lands into spiritual fields, and appointed five servants to take care of them.

Now, Qin Feng has transformed the spiritual fields inside and outside his courtyard into third- and fourth-level spiritual fields, which can grow better quality spiritual flowers and exotic herbs...

"Master, my brother and I have planted all the Qiangan grass."

At this time, Chen Changgeng came over with sweat on his forehead.

As early as thirty years ago, he was officially accepted as an apprentice by Qin Feng. He is good at refining pills and tending spiritual plants, and can help Qin Feng a lot.

Like Yuan Hua, Chen Changgeng is extremely diligent in cultivation, and even has a little shadow of himself back then. He has an easy-going personality and rarely causes trouble.

Qin Feng walked over with Chen Changgeng and saw that a spiritual field was indeed full of green spiritual herbs. He nodded with satisfaction.

When Qin Feng was traveling around the countries, he accidentally got a recipe for Qianyuan Pill, which can increase the true essence of Jindan early stage cultivators. One of the main ingredients is the Qiangan grass in front of him.

However, the Qiangan grass needed to refine Qianyuan Pill needs to be at least a hundred years old,

and the other main ingredient, Cangyuan Flower, is extremely rare, and no one knows where to find it,

so it is still a long way to go to refine Qianyuan Pill to increase the true essence.

After entering the early stage of Jindan, the true essence required to break through to the next realm has increased by more than ten times,

so Qin Feng, who has no suitable pills to swallow, is now improving slowly, which makes him very depressed...

Near noon, Qin Feng picked up the broken spirit hoe and returned to the courtyard to sit down and drink tea.

Suddenly he looked up and found a familiar shadow in the "pear blossoms",

a colorful butterfly!

It, actually came back to life?

Fifty years ago, this butterfly was already weak and on the verge of death.

Qin Feng toasted to this little guy and said goodbye.

Who knew that it would later cocoon itself again, but there was no movement for decades, and Qin Feng thought it was really dead.

Never expected that this colorful butterfly would break out of the cocoon again and be reborn!

Qin Feng was amazed.

If there is a skill that can be like this butterfly, cocooned and reborn when dying, wouldn’t it be immortal from then on?

If there is such a skill, it would be really amazing.

Qin Feng carefully observed the reborn colorful butterfly for a while and found that it was a little different from before.

With every breath, the nearby spiritual energy surged, which was very strange...

Just when Qin Feng was watching it intently, two beams of light flew in the air, directly breaking through the magic circle of Qin Feng's courtyard and landing in Qin Feng's courtyard, which was very presumptuous and rude.

"Brother Qin, I heard that you have broken through the Jindan stage?"

Qin Feng's fourth brother Lin Yidao looked him up and down with suspicion,

"Is this impossible? How did you, a waste with mixed spiritual roots, break through? Did you steal some elixir from the master?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, inviting the two of them to sit down,

Unexpectedly, Lin Yidao was unmoved, and the cultivator beside him glanced at Qin Feng lightly:

"You, are the brother of fellow Daoist Lin, the so-called 'hypocrite sword' Qin Feng?"

The man who asked the question was dressed in black, with a sword mark at the corner of his eye, and his expression was cold and indifferent.

Qin Feng also recognized this person, he was the famous "blood anaconda" Mingtian in the sect!

When the six sects of Taoism invaded, he was the first to go out and play against Luochuan, the "Seven Star Sword" of Wuchen Temple, and narrowly won. His reputation had already spread throughout the entire cultivation world, and he was the most popular at the time.

At that time, Ming Tian had already reached the perfect state of cultivation, and now he has been promoted to the middle stage of the Golden Core for many years. He is one of the absolute pillars of the younger generation of the Nether Ghost Sect.

Qin Feng said:

"I wonder what the two brothers are doing here at my humble abode?"

Mingtian continued to look up and said in a commanding manner:

"I heard that although you are not good at fighting, you are an excellent farmer? Now come with me to Jiuyou Peak. My junior sister Qiu Man needs your help with something."

The tone was unquestionable, as if he was ordering a lowly servant.

And as he spoke, the bloody aura on his body became stronger, as if he would take action as long as Qin Feng disagreed with him.

As Qin Feng's senior brother, Lin Yidao not only had no intention of helping, but stood aside with a gloating look on his face, as if he was looking forward to the two of them fighting immediately.

At this moment, Qin Feng had already secretly recorded the names of Mingtian and Lin Yidao in his little notebook...

He smiled and said to Mingtian:

"Brother, please lead the way."

"Hmph, you know what's good for you!"

As Mingtian spoke, he turned into a ball of blood mist and soared into the sky. Lin Yidao and Qin Feng each controlled their swords and went to Jiuyou Peak together.

Soon after, Qin Feng followed Mingtian to a cave in Jiuyou Peak. There were dozens of pine, fir and willow trees planted around, but in this early spring, the branches and leaves were still withered and lifeless.

Walking into it, there was a ghostly aura everywhere, rash hairs everywhere,

There were also many poisonous pythons and evil scorpions lurking on the road. When they saw Shengsheng, they all bared their teeth and claws, as if they were ready to bite people at any time.

Qin Feng was not surprised by this.

There were many places with such scenery in the entire Netherworld Ghost Sect.

Their Xuanyin Peak, which had a fairy-like atmosphere, was the outlier among them, and seemed quite out of place with the other peaks.

"Junior sister Qiu Man, look who I brought to you!"

After Ming Tianchao shouted, a pretty woman yawned and walked out of the cave, angrily saying:

"Senior brother Ming Tian, ​​you disturbed my sleep!"

She then stared at Qin Feng with a pair of big eyes, puzzled:

"Who is this..."

Ming Tian said: "He is the 'hypocrite sword' Qin Feng you mentioned before."

"Oh, senior brother is really amazing, he actually invited this busy man!"

Qiu Man jumped up happily, looking quite playful and cute, then turned around and put her hands on her waist and scolded Qin Feng:

"What are you waiting for? I have a few cold grasses that are about to wither. If you can't save them, don't even think about leaving here!"