In the wooden house, Bai Yi took out a few pills of Tongmai Dan and threw them on the wooden table. He closed his eyes and calmed down, recovering from his almost fatal injuries.

Seeing the pill rolling up, the white worm hugged one in great joy. No matter what pill it was, it first bite off half of it.

"Ph, ph, ph, ph, ph!"

He spit out the pill in his mouth, and the white worm said annoyedly: "What kind of pill is this? It's not even the level of the ninth grade. It's clearly the residue of the pill. I don't even look at the pill that is less than the third grade back then..."

As the owner's eyes twitched, the white worm's voice became less and less. Finally, he closed his mouth awkwardly and ate it hard with the pill in his arms.

The white worm has not even reached the lowest level of the first-level monster. If you don’t eat more elixirs and spiritual herbs, it is just a chubby monster insect. An old cat can take it away.

In order to reach the first-level monster earlier, the white worm pinched his nose and nibbled the Tongmai Pill. Maybe he was hungry for a long time, and the more he nibbled, the more he ate it, the more fragrant it became. Soon, he ate all the several Tongmai Pills, shook his bulging belly, crawled back to Bai Yi's sleeves, and began to sleep soundly.

After one night, Bai Yi's wound was fine.

When it was just dawn, a noise came from the Yungu, and all the outer disciples were gathered in the center of the lawn.

The deacon elder Fang He came to Yungu again and ordered his outer disciples to move out of the valley and into the real Cangyun Sect mountain gate.

The spiritual deacon Cao Yan was killed, and only Yang Yifan and Long Qianli were left in the three outer sects. Nearly half of the thousands of outer sect disciples in the Yungu were killed. All the remaining disciples were worried. At this time, when they heard that they could enter the real sect to practice, their original fear and worries were immediately wiped out.

The essence of the spiritual vein is destroyed, and the spiritual energy in the Yun Valley will become increasingly weak. In the end, just like the outside world, it is not suitable for cultivators to practice. The sect then decided to move all the outer disciples into the sect. The real Cangyun Sect is built on a mid-level spiritual vein. The richness of the spiritual energy is not comparable to that of the Yun Valley.

The remaining hundreds of outer disciples did not expect that although the men in black took away the spiritual veins, they brought them a huge benefit to directly enter the inner sect.

Long Qianli had returned to Ruyun Valley at this time and stood behind the deacon Elder. Some of the delicate outer disciples had figured out that the bad luck of last night was due to the gift of Long Qianli. The resentment that could not be expressed in his heart was not revealed too much.

After the deacon's order, all the outer disciples began to pack their bags and prepare to migrate. Fortunately, the monks' home use was not much, and they were all ready in less than half an hour.

Bai Yi simply packed up a few clothes he usually wore, and followed the crowd into the cloud valley and entered the vast green mountains.

The outer disciples of the Yungu, in groups of four or five, were driving the temporarily distributed wooden boat magic weapons and flying among the mountains. Whether they were old disciples who had not been able to advance to the late stage for many years, or new disciples like Gao Ren who had just entered the sect, they all seemed very excited at this time.

The rules of Cangyun Sect are that they cannot enter the sect until the late stage of Qi refining. Being able to enter the sect early means that they can absorb the pure spiritual energy from the intermediate spiritual veins.

In the world of cultivation, an intermediate-level spirit stone can be exchanged for hundreds of low-level spirit stones. In other words, an intermediate-level spirit vein is equivalent to a hundred low-level spirit veins!

When practicing near the intermediate spiritual vein, you can imagine the degree of spiritual energy. Those old disciples who have been unable to break through the late stage of Qi refining for many years may be able to advance successfully in the intermediate spiritual energy.

Bai Yi sat on a wooden boat, looking at the wonders of the surrounding mountains, and was slightly stunning.

He remembered the cave where he had built it here, Wu Cheng, the second disciple who was still a dull young man, and some past events in his previous life.

As soon as my thoughts arose, I was suppressed by Bai Yi and I no longer think about it.

The Xiaoyao Immortal Lord who ruled the Qingkong did not like memories. If he always recalled the past, how could he be free? Although Bai Yi lost his heart for Taoism after his rebirth, he still did not like to recall the past that had been around for thousands of years.

More than a hundred wooden boats were flying through the mountains, like a wooden bond, which stretched for several miles, embellishing the huge mountain range with a different scenery. Some tigers and cheetahs in the forest found countless flying boats flying over their heads, and immediately fled in all directions, alarming countless birds.

Entering the Yun Valley is more than a hundred miles away from the real Cangyun Sect. Even if the outer disciples drive flying magic weapons, it will take half a day to arrive. The deacon elder has returned on his own, and the ones who lead the outer disciples are Yang Yifan and Long Qianli.

At the front of the team, Yang Yifan stepped on the flying sword, slowed down, and led the disciples behind him who were driving the wooden boat magic weapon. If the intermediate magic weapon was to fly with all his strength, the outer disciples riding on those low-level flying magic weapons would have been thrown far away.

Long Qianli flew on one side of Yang Yifan, his fat body stepped on the thin sword body, giving people a shaky and funny feeling, making people worried that he would fall down without standing firmly and fall to death in the forest.

"Deacon Yang slept hard enough last night. He was not as hard-working as me. He just checked his spiritual veins and was almost killed." During the flight, Long Qianli said sarcastically, with a faint sarcasm in his words.

"I'm indeed asleep very hard." Yang Yifan glanced at the other party and said lightly: "At least I didn't shout and ordered the outer disciples with low cultivation to resist the powerful enemy, causing hundreds of disciples to die."

Long Qianli sneered, thinking that he was just hundreds of outer disciples with ordinary talents. Even if the entire outer disciples of the Ruyun Valley were dead, they would not affect the sect at all. Since Yang Yifan was determined to protect Bai Yi, he was to go against him. Those who dared to go against him, would have no good ending.

"Since they are outer disciples of Cangyun Sect, they are members of Cangyun Sect. The spiritual veins of the sect have been taken away, they should fight against the enemy with all their might. Even if they die, they will die for the sect. There is nothing to complain about in the nine springs." Long Qianli said disdainfully, as if the lives of those outer disciples were as valuable as pigs and dogs.

"Deacon Long's words are reasonable." Yang Yifan's voice became colder, and he said, "If I want to complain, I think those killed disciples would not complain about the sect, but curse the despicable person who killed their lives. If I were those disciples, I would definitely turn into a ghost and go to find the real murderer to seek his life!"

The real word was bitten very hard by Yang Yifan. Long Qianli's cheeks twitched and snorted coldly, not saying anything.

If Yang Yifan used to bite the bullet and became rivals with Long Qianli for Bai Yi, then this despicable behavior of Long Qianli made Yang Yifan extremely disgusted.

In order to escape, he did not hesitate to take the lives of hundreds of external disciples. This Qianli is not a human being, but a beast!

Yang Yifan never thought he was a good person. On the contrary, he was as cruel and cunning when facing the enemy, and never held back when competing with his fellow disciples for cultivation resources. However, he really couldn't do such a despicable approach as Long Qianli.

With a faint hostility, the two outer deacons flew over a short mountain, and three towering huge peaks suddenly appeared in the distance. Flashes of rich spiritual energy swept through the world, as if a rain of spiritual energy was like a rain of spiritual energy!

Feeling such a pure spiritual energy surge, all the outer disciples were shocked and looked surprised. Some old disciples who had not advanced for many years wanted to stretch their noses and smell the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that they would never feel in their lifetime.

"Is the real Cangyun Sect..."

On the wooden boat, Bai Yi opened his eyes, stared at the magnificent palaces that were faintly exposed in the mountain fog, and muttered to himself in a low voice.
Chapter completed!