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After Deacon Ma announced the completion of various matters of collecting herbs, Qin Yan and thirty-seven new disciples left the hall.

"Daicui, you are so brave... you actually signed up to collect herbs..." Qin Yan and Daicui walked side by side.

"Each one another..." Daicui smiled.

There was also a little nervousness and anxiety in her eyes.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, "Brother Qin, you look calm and gentle... Tsk tsk, are you not nervous at all? This time I went to Linggu to collect herbs, and it may touch the powerful tyrant of the Second Heaven of Explosion..."

As he said that, Daicui's voice also trembled, "The Second Heaven of Explosion... In the outside world of the city, the Second Heaven of Explosion is at least the master of a big city. And the Second Heaven of Explosion is at the peak of the Second Heaven of Explosion, controlling the giant city... In my hometown, the Second Heaven of Explosion is a demon-like existence, an unparalleled and a powerful man..."

Yes, in the outside world of the city kingdom, the second level of explosion is the extreme realm. Without entering the sect world, no third level of explosion is possible in any city kingdom.

"Don't mention the second level of explosion, even the first level of explosion, is also a cruel character... I am naturally afraid of it..." Qin Yan said with a smile.

He probably transformed into killing several explosive qi first-level heavens. Therefore, Qin Yan's mentality was calmer than that of new disciples such as Daicui in this mission to collect herbs in Linggu.

With the identity of the inner Qi realm, killing the explosive Qi realm beyond the level is rare in the world. It has helped Qin Yan's spiritual will to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. His spirit has long been sharpened to the point of being spotless.

"Anyway, just be very careful..." Qin Yan said solemnly.

The two went to the cafeteria to have dinner together and returned to their residence.

Qin Yan was going to find some new disciples who had talked to and borrowed a few storage spirit rings, but was rejected one after another. Some new disciples even looked at Qin Yan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Brother Qin, I'm sorry. This time, the collection of herbs in Linggu is like a journey of death. I'm afraid you will not be able to return the storage spirit ring. It's not that Brother Qin, you have no faith, and you have borrowed or returned it... But, whether you can come back alive is still unknown... If you die, wouldn't the storage spirit ring be robbed by others for nothing?"

Qin Yan just smiled at this and didn't say much.

In the end, Bai Chongguan was loyal and lent his storage spirit ring to Qin Yan.

In this way, before he worshipped himself in the Fire Refining Cave, Qin Yan had three storage rings in his hand.

"I hope this trip to the Spirit Valley will allow you to fill all three storage spirit rings with treasures and return with a full load!"

...

Early the next morning.

Qin Yan and the thirty-seven new disciples came to the lawn open space at the foot of a low mountain, stood in sequence, and waited.

Soon, the thirteen senior outer disciples also came over and lined up.

There are a total of fifty martial arts internal Qi realms. They are wearing uniform robes of disciples outside the Fire Refining Cave. There is a jade pendant with the words "Fire Refining Cave" hanging around their waists to show their identity.

After a while, two sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and in an instant, there was a golden afterimage, a black afterimage, like a thunder-storm, with a gorgeous and stunning soul, swept away and descended before the lawn.

These two figures, one is a golden-robed horse deacon, with a layer of golden air lingering all over his body.

The other person was also a man in a black robe, about 30 years old. His skin was slightly coppery, with his hands on his back, he raised his head slightly, looked at Chu Sheng Chaoyang, and looked at Qin Yan and other fifty peripheral disciples. His expression was very cold, exuding a faint ethereal and dusty aura. His lips were slightly thin, and naturally outlined a nearly mocking expression.

However, in Qin Yan's opinion, the implicit aura of this man in black robe is far less sharp than that of Deacon Ma. He should be a Explosion-First Heaven.

"Well, everyone is here..." Deacon Ma smiled warmly at everyone, "Then, without further ado, we will rush to the Ling Valley next. This time I will lead the team myself, but I will not enter the Ling Valley with you by then. I will wait for everyone's good news outside the valley. From the bottom of my heart, every outer disciple present can come out alive and return with a full load..."

After a pause, Deacon Ma encouraged morale. "Don't be too pessimistic. As long as you act carefully, you can gain something in the Ling Valley. There may be bleeding and death in the Ling Valley, but this is what you must experience after you join the sect. The flowers in the greenhouse will one day face the cruel reality, otherwise you will never be able to truly grow up..." As he said, Deacon Ma looked at the man in black robe beside him, "This is an inner disciple, 'Zeng Hui', you should call him 'Senior Brother Zeng'. This time, the Ling Valley picks herbs, and it is 'Zeng Hui' to lead the team in."

"Zeng Hui, what do you have to explain to these peripheral disciples?" Deacon Ma smiled.

The man in black robe, "Zeng Hui", withdrew his gaze, nodded to Deacon Ma with a little respect, and then said calmly, "Deacon Ma, if he does not enter the Explosive Aura Realm, he is just an ordinary person after all, and he does not understand the practice of life at all. I have nothing to say with them..."

"Well..." Deacon Ma's eyes flashed for a moment, a little dissatisfied, but it did not occur, "It's good. However, for a month in Linggu, I hope Zeng Hui, you will do your best to protect them."

"Deacon Ma, I will do my best," Zeng Hui said in a light tone.

Suddenly, the disciples around him felt a little cold...

Judging from his attitude, Zeng Hui probably wouldn't care about the life and death of his disciples on the periphery. If he wanted him to protect him in the Spirit Valley, it would be unreliable...

Qin Yan had expected it in his heart... 'Forget it, in this sect world, who would pray to help you for no reason? That's a fool! Everything can only be up to yourself... Don't rely on others' charity... I, Qin Yan, may not be able to escape from Linggu...'

Thinking of this, a trace of knife-like light flashed in Qin Yan's eyes, and he was determined.

“Let’s leave…”

Deacon Ma stopped talking and sacrificed a beast bone with a formation inscribed inscribed with purple air, instantly soared to more than ten feet long and several feet wide, floating in the air.

Everyone jumped onto the beast bones.

Deacon Ma and Zeng Hui stood in front, with a faint wind, and their clothes rolled up like gods.

Qin Yan and other peripheral disciples sat behind.

The beast bones flew up into the sky like a meteor passing through the gap, and flew away from the fire-refining cave area in an instant.

Flying north, getting farther and farther away, the white clouds were lingering along the way, with mountains and mist lingering. Qin Yan couldn't help but look down. The sun shone warmly, dyeing the clouds and mist into light golden colors, flowing rays, and the mountains and hills at the lower places were misty, as beautiful as poetry and paintings.

Such a grand scene made Qin Yan feel very happy, and the little nervousness that wandered in his heart also disappeared.

On the other side of the disciples, however, were becoming more and more uneasy in their expressions, and some even prayed in a low voice.

Daicui's pretty face also turned slightly white.

"Don't worry, you can complete the task," Qin Yan whispered to Daicui, "After a month, we will all make a big contribution point..."

...

Three days later, the animal bones began to slow down.

Then, it landed on a huge bluestone platform that seemed to be made of artificially chiseled.

Qin Yan looked around and saw that at this moment, people were already surging on the platform, gathering thousands of warriors.

The aura of these people is extremely strong...

There are men and women, handsome and ugly, old and young, and all kinds of strange things.

Some look indifferent;

Some are unruly;

Some have no expression on their faces;

Some sit cross-legged to revitalize their energy;

Some simply took out their weapons and kept wiping them;

Some have fierce eyes and bloodthirsty eyes;

Some are stunned and worried;

Of course, there are also some who seem to be very confident in their own strength, but they are talking and laughing calmly.

Thousands of people, dressed in different clothes, were wearing yellow robes, black short-striking clothes, blue, purple, white... There were different sect waist tags hanging around their waists, indicating that they came from different sects.

Qin Yan noticed that the many sects on the platform were clearly divided into five major camps in a tacit way. Each major camp was further divided into some small camps.

‘The five major camps naturally represent the five second-grade sects…’ Qin Yan also knew it in his heart.

"Okay, come with me and go and line up... Remember, don't make noise, don't look around..." Deacon Ma took over the beast bones, led the team, and silently included a piece of open space in a large camp.

Qin Yan and other fifty outer disciples arranged in a few rows and stood there. Deacon Ma and Zeng Hui stood at the front of the team.

There are many people around.

The disciples outside the Fire Refining Cave standing beside Qin Yan were holding their breath and trembling, their eyes were not squinting, and even lowered their heads.

Qin Yan was looking around...

In the area where the fire refining cave is located, there are three other groups of people around.

Just like the Fire Refining Cave, these three groups of people are each a leader of the explosive Qi Realm with a breath that is comparable to that of the Deacon, and each has a explosive Qi Realm similar to Zeng Hui. The remaining ones are not much or less, and each of them is fifty in the martial arts internal Qi Realm.

"Hehe, Lao Ma... You will lead the team in this fire refining cave..." In a team next to the fire refining cave, an old man in purple radiated a chirp all over his body, and his spirit was extremely strong and powerful. His eyes were like golden lamps, and his aura was even slightly higher than that of Deacon Ma. "I don't know how many disciples will die in the fire refining cave this time... Hehe, if I remember correctly, I should have died for more than 40 last time, right? Will this record be broken this time? I'm really waiting to see..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the fifty martial arts inner Qi realms standing behind the old man all had smiles on their faces and were winking.

"Hmph!" Deacon Ma showed displeasure and said coldly, "Old Man Xu, the 'Longxiang Hall' and our 'Fire Refining Cave' are both first-class sects. They also rely on the 'Xuantian Sect', so why do you have to sarcastically? Could it be that you think the 'Longxiang Hall' is one level higher than my 'Fire Refining Cave'?"

"Hehe..." the old man in purple smiled sinisterly, "I'm afraid he's going to be better..."

"That may not be..." Zeng Hui said glaringly.

"Oh?" A thin middle-aged man next to the old man in purple was full of breath. He was like a dead tree, but his body was filled with cold breath of death. He looked at Zeng Hui with a side face, with a very evil spirit. Suddenly he grinned, and his white teeth reflected a heart-pounding cold light in the sun. "Don't be stubborn. After a month, there will naturally be a result..." As he said that, he glanced at the fifty peripheral disciples of the Fire Refining Cave with his bloodthirsty eyes, just like a hungry wolf, observing a group of sheep animals, and sticking out his tongue to lick his lips.

The disciples of the Fire Refining Cave all had numb scalps, their eyelids twitched wildly, and they were silent.

"Hmph! When you enter the Ling Valley, I want you to look good!" Zeng Hui did not show any weakness, and a grim smile appeared on his face.

"If the top ten elite disciples in the fire refining cave come over, I still have some fear. As for you...hehehe..." The thin middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

"Okay," the old man in purple scolded slightly, "Donghai, say a few words, the people of Taixuan Sect will arrive soon."

As soon as the old man in purple spoke, the thin middle-aged man and the inner martial arts qi realm behind him immediately became quiet.

Deacon Ma and Zeng Hui also calmed down and waited quietly.

Qin Yan looked at the end of the platform.

There seemed to be a huge mountain there, rising from the ground to the sky, and its whole body was covered by strange fog. You can vaguely see the towering ancient trees and huge rocks in it.

Below the mountain, there is a funnel-shaped valley mouth, which is covered with lake-like folds and ripples.
To be continued...