How could she remember that the sect Xue Chen belonged to was Qingyun Sect.
Xue Chen's expression twisted, he clenched the wooden sign in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "This person is from the Qingyun Sect of the Eastern Continent, and is also a disciple of the God Transformation Patriarch."
Qin Shu was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "That is to say, there is also a Qingyun Sect in the Eastern Continent, and I killed a disciple of the God Transformation Ancestor."
Xue Chen collected the scattered things on the ground and pointed at the pile of spirit stones: "Fellow Daoist Qin, this pile of spirit stones is for you. I'll take the things. The body must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise we will be in big trouble!"
After he finished speaking, he shattered Hong Zhizong's space ring.
Qin Shu showed no nervousness or fear as she collected the pile of spirit stones, which numbered at least tens of thousands.
Xue Chen personally destroyed Hong Zhizong's body and said to Qin Shu: "Every disciple of Qingyun Sect has a life card. We should not stay here for long. We must leave as soon as possible!"
Qin Shu thought for a moment and said, "Why not go to the Spiritual Medicine Valley and wait for the Flame Grass to mature."
Xue Chen nodded: "Okay!"
Not long after the group of five left, several men and women arrived quickly.
A man holding a compass said in a deep voice: "The horoscope shows that Master Hong died here."
Several people searched the surroundings quickly, but they couldn't find Hong Zhizong's body after searching for a long time.
They seemed to have guessed that Hong Zhizong's body must have been destroyed by someone. After fiddling with the horoscope for a while, they chased in the direction Qin Shu and the others left.
Spiritual Medicine Valley.
When Qin Shu, Xue Chen and others arrived, they found that there were many people gathered around.
Those people felt the pressure from Xue Chen's golden elixir, and looked wary and repulsive.
Xue Cheng had just formed his golden elixir and was feeling proud of it. He released his golden elixir power like a peacock and ignored the hostility of everyone.
He tilted his head to Qin Shu and said, "Let's find a place to rest and wait for the flame grass to mature."
Qin Shu retracted her glance and nodded: "Okay——"
The group found a place to rest and soon someone came over.
"Xue Chen, you have actually achieved Dan, congratulations."
Xue Chen, who was sitting on the ground, glanced at the pretty woman and said with a smile, "It was just luck."
The woman knew that Xue Chen's cultivation level had declined, and was very curious about the inner workings of her Dan-forming process. She tried to get information openly and secretly, but Xue Chen kept his mouth shut, so the woman could only leave in frustration.
Night falls.
Qin Shu sat cross-legged, practicing every minute.
"The flaming grass is ripe!" A burst of loud shouts rang out.
Qin Shu opened her eyes quickly and saw a large number of people rushing towards the spiritual field.
There were less than a hundred Flame Grasses in total, and one third of them were quickly snatched away. Everyone started fighting over the spiritual herbs.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I'll go get some spiritual herbs for you!" Xue Chen flew towards the spiritual field.
Qin Shu slowly stood up and watched everyone fighting for the spiritual herbs, using all kinds of means and magical tools.
She followed the unnoticed corner, slowly found her way to the spiritual field, and quickly picked the flame grass.
Nearly a hundred spiritual herbs were quickly picked by everyone.
"Hand over the Flame Grass in your hand, and I will spare your life!"
A cold voice came from behind Qin Shu.
A murderous attack came, and Qin Shu seemed to have eyes behind her, and she dodged it nimbly.
Qin Shu saw several men and women surrounding her and yelled, "Xue Chen!"
Xue Chen, who was fighting with someone for the spiritual herb, flew to Qin Shu almost instantly.
He held the blood-stained sword and stared at them with anger in his eyes: "Do you want to die?"
When several people saw that Xue Chen was a golden elixir, they scattered and turned to snatch the spiritual herbs from other people.
Xue Chen curled his lips and handed the flame grass to Qin Shu as if to seek credit.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I stole ten stalks of Flame Grass!"
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