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Chapter 121 Spiritual Medicine Peak

Zhong Lin was also shocked when he heard this number. There were thirty-four top-three-grade masters here, who were rarely seen outside. Is this the foundation of a thousand-year-old sect?
Tianying Fort was able to become the most powerful force in Wuling County just by having a fort lord who was at the third level of inner breath realm. Wu Jinguang was also only at the third level of cultivation, but he established Black Wind Stronghold and made the entire Dachen helpless.

And now the entire Jian Ding Sect has thirty-four warriors of the top three ranks. If all of them come out, they can easily overthrow our Da Chen regime. No wonder the monarch of Da Chen treats the Jian Ding Sect as a disciple. It turns out he is really afraid of them!

"Brother Kaiwen, wake up quickly, wake up quickly."

Jin Jiuchen kept shaking Wang Kaiwen, trying to wake him up, but the more he did so, the heavier Wang Kaiwen's breathing became.

"Okay, since he's drunk, don't call him. Let him have a good rest."

Yin Daoyan smiled and waved his hand, his face showing peace.

"Thank you, Elder Yin."

Jin Jiuchen also breathed a sigh of relief. In front of the elders, his senior brother was drunk. If the master knew about this, he would be punished.

"Tell your master later that he should be hung up in the sun for three days."

"what……"

"Ok?"

"Yes."

Jin Jiuchen's face turned bitter, but when he turned his head to look at his senior brother, he felt a sense of relief.

I let you drink, and now you've gotten into trouble. You're bringing this upon yourself.

"You continue to guard here, no need to follow."

"Yes."

Under the guidance of Master Yin Daoyan, everyone continued to climb the mountain. As the altitude increased, the Hengduan Mountains where the Jianding Sect was located slowly came into view.

With the highest peak where Jianding Sect is located as the center, there are more than ten towering peaks in the mountains surrounded by clouds. These peaks are all tall, steep, majestic and spectacular. There are countless other small peaks around, which also have infinite scenery and beautiful environment.

"Master Yin, should we go to the main peak first, or return to Spiritual Medicine Peak?"

Gu Yourong asked.

"Let's go back to Spiritual Medicine Peak first! I haven't been back for a long time. I've been traveling for a month and I'm tired. I'll go back and rest first."

Lingyao Peak is the mountain bestowed upon Master by the sect when he was promoted to the elder. Among these ten or so mountains, although it is not the highest, it is undoubtedly the most wonderful one.

At the foot of the mountain behind, there is a natural depression with a flat land of about 20 mu.

For some reason, the climate here is quite strange. It is simply a place with constant temperature and spring all year round. What's more important is that there is a strange and unknown flower growing here. This flower can release a special smell that can drive away all harmful insects.

Therefore, a large number of medicinal herbs are planted on the entire mountain, so it is called the Spiritual Medicine Peak.

After thousands of years of continuous care by successive peak masters, the entire Lingyao Peak has become a treasure land with countless rare treasures.

In the entire Jianding Sect, Lingyao Peak can be said to be second only to the main peak.

After all, the sect is named after the two words "Sword Ding", and Ding represents alchemy, and medicinal materials are everything for refining elixirs.

There is a purple bamboo forest on Lingyao Peak, covering nearly a hundred acres. When the breeze blows, the bamboo shadows sway, creating a purple ocean.

The houses on Lingyao Peak are built in the purple bamboo forest. They are all constructed with local purple bamboo, and seem to be integrated with the entire bamboo forest, which is magnificent.

After traveling for a whole month, everyone was exhausted, especially Xiao Shitou. In the second half of the month, he looked as wilted as vegetables and fruits that had been left out for a long time in the hot summer.

There was no further talk. After being helped by some servants, they washed up and chose a room to rest.

The room Zhong Lin chose was close to the cliff edge, quiet and leisurely, more suitable for meditation and cultivation. After throwing the stone on the bed, Zhong Lin rarely practiced, slept in his clothes, and soon fell asleep.

At some point, Zhong Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Just at that moment, he heard an extremely subtle sound of footsteps in his ears.

In addition to their group, there were many disciples and servants in the entire Lingyao Peak. Although there were not many people, there were always people walking around nearby, so it was natural that they could hear the footsteps.

But the footsteps here were so light, so light that they were almost illusory and non-existent.

Zhong Lin also practiced a martial art called "Earth Listening" to improve his hearing, otherwise he would not be able to feel it at all.

The most important thing is that the person who made these footsteps was right outside the eaves above his head.

Putting aside the question of whether he was a thief or not, even people within the Jianding Sect were not allowed to casually run onto other people's roofs to peek.

A hint of anger flashed across Zhong Lin's face. He turned his internal energy and pointed his sword at the void.

scoff!

Sharp golden sword energy burst out from the palm of his hand and went straight to the eaves above his head like a stream of light.

This golden sword energy was more than a foot long and contained a deep sharpness, as if it could break and penetrate anything, and was filled with the sharpness unique to a swordsman.

The Lingxi sword finger has been trained to protect the body with sword energy. The fingers can directly emit invisible sword energy, killing people without being seen.

The roof made of purple bamboo above his head was directly lifted up, and the sharp sword energy made the peeping person's expression change drastically. He dodged quickly and fled towards the bamboo forest behind him like a feather.

"Where to go?"

Zhong Lin snorted coldly, took a step forward, and followed up in an instant like flowing clouds and water.

His figure moved like clouds and mist, making it difficult to grasp, but he caught up with the peeping person in a moment.

Just when Zhong Lin was about to speak, he saw the peeping man turn around and slap Zhong Lin with his palm.

A huge white palm of energy fell from the void and headed straight towards Zhong Lin.

"So brave."

Now Zhong Lin finally got angry. Anyone who could enter and exit Lingyao Peak must be a member of Jianding Sect. After all, with the power of Jianding Sect, no outsider dared to come in and touch the tiger's beard.

Zhong Lin chased after him just to see who had this habit of peeping at others, but he didn't expect that this person would actually attack him back. This was intolerable.

With a finger pointing into the air, another burst of sword energy shot out.

boom!
The white energy hand collided with Zhong Lin's spiritual sword finger, and the sword energy was instantly shattered. The peeping person was also shocked and retreated repeatedly, sliding for dozens of meters before stopping.

Zhong Lin then saw the person in front of him clearly. He was a middle-aged man dressed in black, with three long beards. His face was actually red, as if it was due to years of sun exposure or practicing qigong.

Zhong Lin snorted coldly, his figure flashed, his internal energy boiled, and he passed through layers of afterimages and appeared in front of the red-faced middle-aged man almost instantly.

He used all his strength to shake up his Qi, blood, and internal energy, and punched out like a cannon, hitting the man's chest.

boom!
There was a strange and complex light flashing in the eyes of the red-faced man, but after seeing Zhong Lin sway, his expression suddenly became solemn, and even a trace of cold sweat seeped out of his back.

All distracting thoughts were thrown out of his mind in an instant, and he secretly blamed himself in his heart. The person he was facing at this moment was not an ordinary young man, but a powerful person in the third level of inner breath realm who had the same cultivation level as him.

Although this strong man looked a little too young, the powerful aura emanating from him was enough to make him tremble.

When facing such an opponent, he actually dared to be distracted and take care of other things. This is simply courting death.

(End of this chapter)