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The successful refining of seven pieces of purple ginseng is a good omen.

In the next few days, Zhang Yan, with the help of Li Shuizhen, refined all the remaining herbs with the help of spring breeze and rain.

The success rate is 90%!

This is already a good achievement. Although Zhang Yan is still worried about destroying three or two rare herbs, when Hou Jingqi, the patriarch of Baihong, and Xiao Changfeng, the patriarch of Yujing, saw a lot of successful products, they didn't seem to expect Zhang Yan's production level to be so deep and the success rate would be so high. , with a happy smile.

They did not blame Zhang Yan for destroying several herbs. On the contrary, they also praised and encouraged Zhang Yan and pulled Zhang Yan's mind even more hot.

This result is unexpected, but reasonable.

After all, any professional can't guarantee a ten-perity in refining anything. Who has seen something perfect?

Early on the seventh day.

Zhang Yan woke up from meditation and left Zhang's leather goods shop, went out of the cold building city, and disappeared into a streamer in the sky.

The White Wolf Canyon is still lush and lush, and all kinds of monsters roar far or near.

It took Zhang Yan half an hour to fall on the mountainside of the ghost stream, looked at the bloody tiger jungle in front of him, and entered without hesitation.

It has been flying through various dense trees for a long time. When Zhang Yan came to the pool of the four big demons fighting that day, the little old man Bai Xizhi, who bent down and mopped his white beard, was waiting with his hands behind his hands.

Seeing Zhang Yan, Bai Xizhi smiled gently and turned his body to escape to the depths of the blood tiger jungle. The speed was not slow, which could just make Zhang Yan keep up without feeling difficult.

The two met and walked together without saying a word. There is no tacit understanding, and it is impossible for each other to be unprepared.

However, there is no abnormality in Zhang Yan's cold and beautiful face.

About an hour later, when Zhang Yan secretly smacked himself in the bloody tiger jungle, Bai Xizhi stopped and pointed to a canyon in front of him and said, "Taoist friend, that's the place to cross today's disaster. My child is waiting there. Let's go there."

Zhang Yan glanced around and saw a gourd-like small canyon with a big mouth. Oh, he followed Bai Xi and walked in.

Bai Xizhi explained as he walked, "This canyon seems ordinary, but there is a trace of evil in the sky. Even with the cultivation of the young old man, he dares not easily escape in the air."

Zhang Yan was stunned and squinted at the air. Sure enough, he saw a trace of extremely indifferent dust, dark red, like a wisp of water grass floating around, slowly swimming in the sky.

Bai Xizhi is a big demon of the Yuanying level, and even he dares not fly away in the air. Is this evil really abnormal?

Zhang Yan intends to find out a trace of divine insight, and Bai Xi's serious words came from his ear, "Taoist friend, you'd better not test it. If there is an accident, even the little old man can't save you."

Zhang Yan was even more surprised to hear this, but naturally he did not dare to test it rashly. He silently followed Bai Xizhi, but he was thinking about the information about Gan.

......

This is a cliff. The strange stones in front of the cliff are all brownish red, like dried plasma, but the edge of the cliff is smooth and flat, and the front end can accommodate one person to stand on it.

At this time, there was a white wolf with a calf-like body standing proudly on it. His head looked into the distance, where the smoke was looming, as if there were Daiqing mountains, and the undulating curves of the mountains stretched endlessly like the backbone of a fierce beast.

When Zhang Yan followed Bai Xizhi and came a hundred feet away from the cliff, the white wolf suddenly let out a long roar, turned into a white light, and suddenly came to them.

The roar has not dissipated, and the white wolf is in front of him. Zhang Yan looked at the white wolf about the same height as the little old man Bai Xizhi. He said that this is his grandson Bai Fengzhi. After crossing the disaster, he doesn't know what it looks like...

After a while of intimacy between Bai Lang and Bai Xizhi, they walked forward proudly and ignored Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan didn't care about it. He really didn't care about a beast.

"Feng'er's parents have died since childhood, and she is a little lonely. However, she is the best in our white wolf clan. After more than 30 years of practice, she has to cross the disaster, which is nearly ten years faster than the old man. If this disaster is successful, his daily achievements will be unlimited, Taoist friend, what do you think?" Bai Xizhi looked at Bai Fengzhi in front of him with a doting color on his face.

Zhang Yan was slightly stunned and said, "I can't see good or bad, but I know that the talent on the road of practice is important, but perseverance, courage and perseverance are the key."

The white wolf walking in the front seemed to hear Zhang Yan's words and suddenly turned his head, and a cold light shot out of his blue eyes.

Bai Xizhi patted Bai Fengzhi's head with a smile and let him continue to move forward and said, "What Taoist friends have said is that the world predicts a person's achievement with their talents. It is simply stupid. In front of the way of heaven, all sentient beings are equal and have their own predestined laws. Isn't it not only those with high qualifications that can break the way of heaven? Throughout the ages, those who have made achievements must be people with perseverance. No matter how talented they are, if they don't work hard, they will eventually be everyone.

Zhang Yan smiled and didn't say anything.

How could he not know that this little old man took the opportunity to beat his grandson?

......

One day later, at the cliff of the canyon.

Zhang Yan stood solemnly.

Ten feet in front of him is the white wolf, Bai Fengzhi.

In the distant sky, white clouds were gradually covered by thick ink-like dark clouds, and the hurricane suddenly came, flying sand and stones, raging everywhere.

When the sky was completely covered by ink clouds, as if entering the night, a long and dazzling lightning suddenly appeared, cutting through the dark clouds and sprinkling a heart-shattering silver glow.

The disaster is today!

A hundred feet away, Bai Xizhi stared at the cliff, looked alert, and his eyes shot a terrible electric light, sweeping around from time to time.

When crossing the disaster, it is most taboo for others to disturb. Bai Fengzhi is Bai Xizhi's heart, and naturally he can't let accidents happen at this moment.

Bai Xizhi is not worried about Zhang Yan, and he is not worried at all.

In his heart, he has said to Zhang Yan: calm and witty, the best of his peers.

Such a person will do what he says, will do what he will do, and will not break his promise lightly.

Bai Xizhi believes in his vision. Similarly, he believes that Zhang Yan also understands his mind. This is a kind of mutual appreciation. There is no difference between high and low, and it is all in one heart.

I don't worry about Zhang Yan, but Bai Xizhi is worried about others, such as Nanqiu, the king of Xuanshui sparrows, and Nuorong, the king of golden ape. Both of them are strong men in the White Wolf Canyon, and their strength is not weaker than themselves. Now that Sun's Bai Feng has survived the disaster, will they come to destroy it?

This is what Bai Xizhi is most worried about.

There are many monsters in the White Wolf Canyon, but three ethnic groups are divided into kings.

The white wolf clan, the white wolf king cherished it, and jumped in the ghost stream.

The Xuanshui sparrow clan, the Xuanshui sparrow king Nanqiu, is located in the Star Gorge.

Golden Ape, Golden Ape King Nuorong. Perch of Ziluan Peak.

The three are the strongest with the strength of the white wolf clan, followed by the other two races, so they united to resist the white wolf clan. In the past thousand years, this stalemate has not changed.

Now that Bai Feng's disaster can get rid of Bai Xizhi's heart and successor at this time, it will naturally be better.

Nanqiu, the king of Xuanshui finch, and Nuorong, the king of golden ape, also thought so, so they came quietly.

Bai Xizhi did not know that what he was most worried about happened, and the two strong enemies were already waiting for the opportunity not far away. His expression was alert, but his eyes were mostly fixed on his grandson Bai Fengzhi at the cliff.

Bai Feng held his head high and stepped on his hoofs, emitting a faint red light all over his body, and a wisps of red flame gushed out from the long blood-colored horns above his head.

The disaster is approaching, the wind and clouds are dark, and the dark air, and the suffocating depression tilts the whole cliff.

Zhang Yan is going to witness a monster's disaster for the first time. He is curious about what the monster's disaster should be like?

Boom!

A dull thunder rolled in, and the disaster began!

The dark cloudy sky was smashed into a hole by a bucket of thick lightning, and the silver arc flashed straight at the white front.

How~

With a roar, Bai Fengzhi was wrapped in fire and sprayed out an egg-sized golden elixir. The bright golden elixir slipped in front of the thunder, and then was fiercely hit by the thunder. With a buzzing sound, Jindan's surface trembled violently, and the light flashed, instantly swallowing up the thunder.

The first thunderstorm was actually used by Bai Fengzhi to quench the golden elixir. This boy is really arrogant and plagiarized. Zhang Yan saw the scene in front of him and muttered in his heart. But he didn't know what kind of shocking picture he brought to Qianyuzong when he spent the Brahma Golden Thunder and Blood Thunder with his bare hands in Qianyuzong that day...

Bai Xizhi smiled happily and muttered, "Yes, there is no doubt about the strength of Fengzhi. It depends on the two thunderstorms after that..."

The monster's transformation is called the transformation of heaven, and there are three.

The first thunder disaster is generally easier to pass, but the second and third ones are extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be hit by the soul. Unlike human beings who have failed, you can come back as long as you don't die.

There are few monsters that can survive the disaster. On the one hand, the reason is that the power of the disaster is too powerful, but on the other hand, they will die if they fail to survive, and there is no possibility of life.

Compared with monsters, it is easy to see that monks take a great advantage when crossing the disaster, which is also the most important reason why monsters turn into human beings when crossing the disaster. After all, man is the first spirit of all sentient beings and is favored by heaven. His physical structure and the fit of essence, qi and god are all favored by heaven and earth.

Sudderfully, Bai Xizhi's face changed, and he didn't care about the situation of Sun'er Bai Feng's disaster. Huo Ran turned around, his body soared, and his eyes shot a cold and blue light.

The two figures came leisurely from the mouth of the canyon, like a walker, with an extremely elegant look. The two were covered with dark clouds above their heads, but they could not cover their dazzling glow. The blue light is clear and the golden light is dazzling. It surrounds the two people. It seems to be slow and fast. Suddenly, it has come very close.

"You two came uninvited. Did you observe my grandson's disaster?" Bai Xi's expression returned to a calm color, but his tone was unusually cold.

The person who came is not good!

(I almost didn't write it out first. The school didn't call until six o'clock... Grass!)