Ye Feiran smiled and nodded, "Of course, Senior Le wishes that all music cultivators would learn the Demon-Suppressing Song, because the Demon-Suppressing Song can be used to deal with possessed cultivators, demon cultivators, and even monsters. .” "Then learn." Qin Qiu said. Ye Han also nodded. "Ahem..." Ye Feiran coughed lightly, "However, the Demon Suppressing Song is different from the Nine Divine Music Songs. Not everyone can play it." The reason why Ye Feiran said this was because he wanted Qin Qiu and Ye Han to be mentally prepared. Hearing this, Qin Qiu and Ye Han became more interested in the Demon Suppressing Song. "Don't worry Ran'er, we understand." "Okay, then I will find time to write the Demon Suppressing Song for you." Ye Feiran said with a smile. "good!" After another conversation, the group went down the mountain to Xuantian City. Everyone gathers in the fairy world, so naturally they have to celebrate. Zuixian Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Xuantian City, and it is also the restaurant with the best taste and the most expensive price. Normally Yan Zheng and the others would not be willing to come here to spend money. When he reached the front of Zuixian Tower, Yan Zheng's footsteps stopped, and then he turned to look at Zong Zhengsen and Xia Lingqing, his meaning was very obvious. Ahem... Who makes alchemists the richest? They are poor! Zong Zhengsen and Xia Lingqing both couldn't help but laugh. The former said, "I will treat you today, so you don't have to be polite." As soon as he said this, the smile on Yan Zheng's face was extremely bright. As soon as he entered the box, he asked the waiter to serve all the signature dishes of Zuixianlou. After the waiter left, Yan Zheng's mood calmed down a little, and he finally realized something. His old face turned slightly red, then he glanced at Ye Feiran and his group, coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... don't laugh at me in your heart, this fairy world is really a very expensive place, there are no spiritual stones It’s hard to move even an inch!” Hearing this, Ye Feiran and the others nodded in sympathy, "Yes, yes!" Seeing that their expressions did not seem to be fake, everyone began to complain about how the fairy world was burning money, which made Ye Feiran and the others feel very upset. biqubao.com Originally, they thought that the spiritual stones in their Nai Ring could last for a while, but now it seems that they cannot last for long! "Teacher Yan, how did you earn the spirit stones? Tell us quickly!" Han Xize asked with a sad face. In addition to himself, he also has to raise a ninth-level divine beast, a ninth-level super divine beast, and a spiritual plant. This will really make him very poor very soon! Yan Zheng glanced at Han Xize sympathetically before saying, "The sect will release some tasks every day. You can get a certain amount of points by accepting the tasks. The points can be exchanged for various treasures, including spiritual stones." "In addition to earning points, accepting missions is also equivalent to an experience. Anyway, it is a matter of killing two birds with one stone. You can try it." Qin Qiu added. "Yes, we often take on tasks together as a few people. Now the Thunder team has become somewhat famous in the fairy world." Hua Moli said with a smile. "However, they never knew how many people there were in Lei Ting, and who they were specifically." Zong Zheng Dingye said. Hearing this, Ye Feiran and the others couldn't help but look at Zong Zheng Dingye, with a hint of surprise on their faces. "So, all of you are Thunder players?" Yan Zheng and the others looked at each other, smiled and nodded, "Yes!" "Then let's join the Thunder." Han Xize blurted out. The next moment, he was slapped on the head by Hua Moli again, "What are you talking about?" "Team Fengyun 3 has finally become famous in Senluo Continent. Why should we give up? Of course we have to become famous in the fairy world." Yan Zheng also looked like he hated iron. "Thunder is us old guys, Fengyun is you young people." Ye Yuheng also said. Facing the disapproving looks from his elders, Han Xize felt aggrieved because he was just outspoken. Lu Yingzhou glanced at Tang Mengtong, mustered up his courage and said, "Then can a few of us join Fengyun?" As soon as these words came out, Nie Yingluo, Qian Mingzhu and Feng Wei all looked expectant. Yan Zheng and the others didn't say anything and let Fengyun Team 3 make their own decision, so the final decision fell to Ye Feiran again. Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "When we were in Senluo Continent, Ah Xuan had already joined us in Fengyun. Now it's natural to have a few more people." "Thank you, little Ye Zi!" Lu Yingzhou and the other four people immediately thanked him. They were not coveting the name Fengyun, they just hoped to do missions with Ye Feiran and the others. Finally, Yan Zheng came to a conclusion, "In short, Thunder Wind and Cloud represents our Senluo Continent, but they are only divided by age." While they were talking, one after another Zuixianlou's signature dishes were served. Every dish was delicious, delicious, and everyone was salivating. As a chef, Feng Wei had a burning look in her eyes, and she could tell that several spiritual foods were made by the chef. "Sister Tang, is there a chef in Zuixian Building?" Tang Yun nodded, "Yes, because Xuantian City is under the jurisdiction of Xuantian Immortal Sect, so the cooking cultivators of Xuantian Immortal Sect will come to Zuixian Tower to practice, and you can also come here when the time comes. While improving your cooking skills and cultivation, you can also earn a certain amount of spiritual stones. " Hearing this, Feng Wei's eyes suddenly lit up. This was simply killing three birds with one stone. Han Xize and the others looked envious, envious of Feng Wei for finding a way to earn spiritual stones so quickly. When they took the first bite of these signature dishes, everyone couldn't stop talking, and no one had time to talk. Feng Wei tasted every dish and gained a lot of insights. After eating and drinking, the group visited Xuantian City. Ye Feiran and his group bought a lot of necessities, and spent their spiritual stones. Seeing the pained expressions on their faces, Yan Zheng and the others felt the same way, after all, they had experienced this in the past. "Ahem...then you will be so poor that you don't even have a single spiritual stone. You can ask Senior Zongzheng and Senior Xia for help." Yan Zheng coughed lightly. Because they now have no spiritual stones, they also ask Zong Zhengsen and Xia Lingqing for help. Of course, Yan Zheng and others asked Xia Lingqing for help, and the Zongzheng family and Canglan Ye family asked Zongzhengsen for help. After hearing this, Zong Zhengsen and Xia Lingqing also expressed their opinions quickly. "Don't be embarrassed, just think about where we come from." "Yeah, the most important thing for us now is to be united." Faced with the kindness of the elders, Ye Feiran and his party quickly thanked them. "Thank you, Sister Xia, and thank you, Senior Zongzheng!" "Thank you, grandpa!" Ye Feiran, Yunchen and Situ Yu were not too worried. After all, they could refine the elixir and sell it. Han Xize and the others were thinking of ways to earn spiritual stones and did not want to ask their elders for help. Gong Yufu suddenly remembered something and asked quickly, "By the way, have your communication jade tokens been replaced with fairy jade?" As soon as these words came out, Ye Feiran and the others looked at each other with helpless expressions on their faces, and almost forgot about it. "Not yet!" "Go, go, quickly change the communication jade token to the fairy jade, otherwise it will be inconvenient to contact you."
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
