With a few leaps, he jumped to the top of the towering tree.

At a glance, half of the forest comes into view.

This piece of forest is already near the Dunfeng Mountains. After passing two more fairy cities, Shen Qingyi will reach his destination.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but feel in a good mood.

The wind blew her hair, and Shen Qingyi raised the corners of her mouth.

In the past, she would never have dared to imagine such a situation.

Walk among the mountains and rivers, sit on top of the clouds, watch the stars and the moon, and travel across the world!

If Shen Qingyi wasn't afraid of startling the monks and monsters in the mountains and forests, he would have laughed heartily.

This kind of life is probably what many people hope to have.

Shen Qingyi channeled his spiritual energy into his feet, and with another tap of his toes, his body shot away like an arrow from a bow, rushing towards the distance.

Fighting is inevitable when living in the mountains.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

"Hurry! That pheasant is running away! Chase it!"

A group of people quickly chased after a pheasant that was desperately trying to escape.

Shen Qingyi, who had just hunted a Liao Tianmang, happened to see this scene while leaning against a treetop.

The pheasant is a low-level first-level monster, and its combat power is equivalent to that of a cultivator at the third level of Qi training.

Shen Qing remembered it from a distance, it seemed to be called something like Golden Pheasant.

The most valuable thing on its body is its gorgeous feathers, which can be used to decorate clothes, etc. Many beauty-loving cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation will spend spirit stones to buy the feathers of this golden pheasant.

But these are not the most attractive things to Shen Qingyi. What attracts Shen Qingyi the most is the old man below.

The old man clearly had the strength of a late stage Qi training cultivator, and the golden pheasant was injured by him at first. However, when the group of mortals behind him came, the old man hid aside in fear.

Instead, the group of mortals chased after the golden pheasant in the hand with great excitement and arrogance.

When the old man saw that the group of mortals had left, he leaned against the big tree and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the group of mortals came back happily carrying golden pheasants. When they saw the old man leaning against the big tree, they couldn't help but shake their heads in disdain.

"Old Man Tian, ​​why aren't you leaving yet? Are you trying to snatch this golden pheasant from us?"

Seeing this, the old man quickly shook his head and waved his hands.

"No, no, no! No need for that! You, you guys, take it, it's yours!"

"Tsk! I told you! Big brother, why are you talking to him? Even if I leave him alone, he wouldn't dare to snatch things from us!"

"That's right! It's shameful for a monk to behave like this!"

"Hahaha! That's right. In this world of immortal cultivation, not every cultivator is tough! Maybe they're even worse than us mortals!"

"That's right! Why are you acting so high and mighty?"

When they saw the old man lowering his head and not daring to talk, they became even more arrogant.

After a round of humiliation, the leader signaled them to leave.

After all, they still have to rely on this old man to charge into battle in the future, and they are picking up the good things in the back!

After the few people left, the old man didn't care about the embarrassment left on his body from beating the golden pheasant, and ran to another place as if he was trying to escape for his life.

“Tick!”

Shen Qingyi's face changed. The formation that he had maintained with great difficulty was broken in an instant. Shen Qingyi's face became even paler, and the dagger in his hand tightened.

Tian Shanshi reached out and wiped the liquid that dripped onto his face.

The bright red blood made Tian Shanshi's face change slightly.

Tian Shanshi couldn't help but look up with some trembling, and when he saw Shen Qingyi, he was slightly stunned.

A young boy.

Tian Shanshi couldn't help but look around with some confusion.

"Little doll? Where are your family?"

Shen Qingyi was nervous. After the battle with the python, she had very little spiritual power left, not even enough to activate the formation.