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"Well, after a few years of training, your magic power has become more and more pure. It seems that you didn't just focus on training. Are you ready to break through to the Jindan stage this time?" Zhou Tongtian nodded and said with a smile.

Li Feiyu's face was serious, and he said seriously: "That's right. I was lucky enough to find something that helps to break through to the Jindan stage. Now I am going to return to the sect to retreat and break through to the Jindan stage. However, on the way back, I met a group of people from the Demon Sect."

"People from the Demon Sect? Although the Northern Qi is sandwiched between Daqin and our Tang Dynasty, it is not surprising that there are demon cultivators in the Tang Dynasty." Zhou Tongtian said indifferently.

"They are not ordinary demon cultivators. They seem to be elites of the demon sect. Moreover, there are more than one person, but five people who know several secret techniques and escaped from my hands. Ordinary demon cultivators can't do this."

Zhou Tongtian's face became solemn when he heard this. He pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me the whole story in detail. Don't miss any part."

Li Feiyu nodded and told him everything.

Zhou Tongtian frowned after listening to Li Feiyu's statement and said in a deep voice, "From what you said, these five people are indeed demon cultivators. It seems that they are elite disciples of the demon sect. Otherwise, they would not be able to escape from you by performing some strange secret techniques. Let me handle this matter. You can just focus on the Jindan stage. If you need any resources, just say hello to the Deacon Hall. By the way, this is my experience of the Jindan stage. Take it and have a look. Maybe you can comprehend something."

Zhou Tongtian took out a green jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu took the jade slip with both hands, thanked him, and bowed and retreated.

"Evil monks, how could several elite disciples of the evil sect run to the Tang Dynasty to cause chaos? Could it be that the group of people who almost caused internal strife in the Tang Dynasty were evil monks from the Qin Dynasty?" Zhou Tongtian looked at Li Feiyu's departing back, frowned, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"It seems that I have to tell Uncle Murong about this. If it is really done by the evil monks, it will be troublesome."

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In a medicine garden in Taixu Sect, Murong Xiaoxiao was talking to an old man in a white robe with a mustache.

"Uncle Li, please sell me two 400-year-old purple mist flowers! I really need them urgently." Murong Xiaoxiao requested.

"Nephew Murong, I have finally grown five 400-year-old purple mist flowers. You want to take two at once. It is absolutely not possible. One is almost enough." The old man in the white robe shook his head.

"One is too few. How about this! Uncle Li, give me two 400-year-old purple mist flowers, and I will give you a 500-year-old purple mist flower in a year. How about that?" Murong Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes turned and she said with a smile.

The old man in white robe was a little moved when he heard this and asked, "Is it true? You are not deceiving me! I am waiting for a 500-year-old purple mist flower to make medicine!"

"Others may deceive you, but I won't. If my great-grandfather knew that I cheated you of the elixir, he would definitely not forgive me. Please believe me this time! Uncle Li." Murong Xiaoxiao advised earnestly.

The old man in white robe hesitated for a moment and asked in confusion: "Nephew Murong, where did you get the 500-year-old purple mist flower? The 500-year-old spiritual medicine is only available at the Jindan stage auction. Do you know where there is a large auction? Why didn't I hear any news?"

"Uncle Li, please believe me for once! In short, if you give me two 400-year-old purple mist flowers now, I will give you a 500-year-old purple mist flower in a year. As for the source, I can't tell you for the time being."

Murong Xiaoxiao had doubts about the strength of the Immortal Grass Pavilion before, until Shi Yue used the formation to destroy a Jindan stage cultivator. She chose to believe Shi Yue. Apart from those mysterious large business alliances, Murong Xiaoxiao couldn't think of any other force that could do this.

As the great-granddaughter of the Yuanying cultivator of Taixu Sect, she also had several sets of formation tools in her hands. It was no problem to deal with the foundation-building cultivator, but it was absolutely impossible to deal with the Jindan cultivator.

The old man in white robe hesitated for a moment, and said solemnly: "Murong girl, these purple mist flowers are related to whether I can make further progress. Don't fool me."

"Uncle Li, I have never lied to anyone! Don't you still trust me?" Murong Xiaoxiao said seriously.

"Okay! I can give you the two 400-year-old purple mist flowers. I hope you can give me a 500-year-old purple mist flower in a year. Wait a moment, I will dig it out."

"Uncle Li, try to keep the roots intact."

The old man in white robe nodded, turned around and left.

Murong Xiaoxiao looked at the old man in white robe leaving and let out a sigh of relief. If Shi Yue hadn't asked her for help, she wouldn't have been so humble!

Not long after, the old man in white robe walked back with two wooden boxes about a foot long in his hands.

Murong Xiaoxiao took the two wooden boxes, smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Li, don't worry, I will definitely give you a 500-year-old purple mist flower in a year."

"I hope so!" The old man in white robe nodded.

"That's it for now, I'll leave first and come to see you next time." Murong Xiaoxiao's jade hand trembled, and a palm-sized white lotus rolled out, swelled in the wind, and stopped in front of her.

Murong Xiaoxiao jumped up and cast a spell on the lotus magic weapon under her feet. The lotus magic weapon suddenly shone brightly and flew away.

"I bought two 400-year-old purple mist grass from Uncle Chen, two 400-year-old white moon flowers from Uncle Wang, three-hundred-year-old rhinoceros grass from Uncle Zhao, and two 400-year-old purple mist flowers from Uncle Li. Next, I will go to Uncle Zhou..." Murong Xiaoxiao was thinking about which uncle's spiritual medicine garden to go to buy spiritual medicine, when a red light flew quickly from a distance.

Murong Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, pinched a spell with one hand, and the white lotus stopped immediately.

The red light was extremely fast and came to Murong Xiaoxiao from far to near.

The red light was a huge red strange bird, and Li Feiyu was sitting on it.

"Brother Li, you are back!" When Murong Xiaoxiao saw Li Feiyu, a touch of joy flashed across her beautiful eyes, and her expression was very excited.

"Well, after not seeing you for a few years, Junior Sister Murong has already entered the late stage of foundation building. It seems that you will catch up with me in a few years." Li Feiyu smiled and said slowly.

Murong Xiaoxiao blushed and said, "How can I compare with Senior Brother Li? By the way, Senior Brother Li, you are coming back this time to strive for the Jindan stage, right!"

"Well, I got some opportunities while traveling in the outer sect, but I am not sure whether I can enter the Jindan stage." Li Feiyu nodded and said, he suddenly remembered something, and then said, "Junior Sister Murong, where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry? You almost bumped into me, Li Yandiao."