Only then did Yang Haihao realize that behind him was an endless medicine garden, with the fragrance of medicine as clouds, alarming the universe.

The Chinese herbal medicines in the garden are at least thousands of years!

It’s okay to say one or two plants, but the divine-level medicinal materials all over the mountains are shocking!

That soil is also quite extraordinary.

Nine Heavens Breath Loam!

No wonder... No wonder my benefactor doesn't take the eighth grade high-level elixir seriously. The medicinal materials in this medicine garden are all peerless treasures. Not to mention one, it is more than enough to refine thousands of high-level elixirs with thousands of sands of the Ganges!

The Nine-Turn Returning Yang Pill is indeed not very rare!

Yang Haihao's calves suddenly became a little weak.

Shocked.

Looking at the people around me, most of them are young, but their spiritual energy is surging and their breath is extraordinary.

His own cultivation has reached the early stage of the Spirit King, and five of the seven people in front of him cannot see through it!

Not only can he not see through it, but he also gives him a feeling of being under the pressure of Mount Tai.

Especially the unkempt woman, she was as angry as a rainbow, as powerful as a sunken abyss, the supreme Taoist, and undercurrents!

He had the feeling that the former would be shattered to pieces by himself when he moved his fingers.

The woman he said was naturally the face of the sky.

What is more terrifying than the latter is Lu Fengyun.

Looking at him, it seemed as if he was staring at the chaos, a vast, boundless vastness!

I feel even more vague.

He was shocked to the point of being beyond words.

Thinking of what Yue Ran said before, my master, the unshuang sect leader Lu Fengyun...

A sect that has never been heard of, a person that has never been heard of.

But it is so bold!

Compared with this Wushuang Sect, the top ten forces in Lingzhou are simply a little different from that of the top ten!

It is not known as the scriptures, but it is beyond the scriptures.

Wushuang Sect Master, Lu Fengyun!

As expected, the big guys are all independent and disdainful to compete for fame and fortune with ordinary people!

Yang Haihao was resurrected, and everyone was quite curious about his origin. It was dinner time, and everyone came to the canteen.

The dining canteen has a spacious space, and the tables and chairs are made of thousands of years of spiritual wood, and are neatly arranged.

Zhang Lingchuan and Qin Kong took the initiative to help Yan Ming prepare dishes.

Everyone sat down.

There is a bamboo basket of oranges on the table.

The whole body is golden, round as a ball, with a strange fragrance everywhere, and a trace of natural power of creation is faintly emitted.

Twenty thousand year old spiritual oranges!

The bamboo weaving baskets also contain the charm of the great way.

Thousand years of Qingming bamboo!

Yang Haihao's expression changed slightly.

The Holy Land of Engong is truly extraordinary every grass and every tree!

Today is a very eye-opener.

It seems that I have to thank the enemy. If it weren't for the former, how could I have such an opportunity to get this treasure land!

Lu Fengyun asked everyone to eat some fruit to make their stomachs first.

The little girl was allowed to reach out her hand long ago. However, she was petite and the distance between the orange basket was too far, so she could only use her strength to reach it.

She tried to tiptoe, her butt was raised high, and her whole body was almost lying on the table.

Lu Fengyun didn't help her, but just watched with a smile.

The little girl is good and knows how to support herself instead of asking him to help.

After a "hard and extraordinary" effort, Yue Ran finally sat down with satisfaction with two big oranges.

Yang Haihao picked up an orange and looked at it carefully, and a trace of entanglement appeared on his face.

Above the orange peel, the charm is full of spirit.

The energy on the orange peel is so strong, should I eat it?

If you eat it, you will be ridiculed as a country bumpkin... If you don't eat it, this is the skin of 20,000-year-old spirit oranges! A piece of orange peel contains more energy than a ton of ordinary medicinal materials!

He quietly raised his eyes and saw Yue Ran and Xiao Hei swallowing them whole, while Xi Yan and Li Xingchen were peeling them finely and only ate the flesh.

If you don’t eat it, it would be a waste of resources!

With a firm heart, Yang Haihao bit off the skin and flesh.

When the orange enters the mouth, the rolling energy enters the abdomen in an instant, and a warm current spreads throughout the limbs and bones.

Yang Haihao felt refreshed and weak, and his foundation was greatly enhanced by three points.

His originally weak and pale face turned rosy now.

And this is just the effect of a bite of orange!

He was so excited that he was at a loss.

Lu Fengyun said quietly: "You have to peel the oranges. These two little guys eat rough food, so don't imitate them..."

How could this person search for it? He even ate the skin.

It's not just one orange.

The huge orange orchard on Fuyao Mountain, I want to eat enough!

Yang Haihao smiled awkwardly and resisted the urge to eat skin, but every time he took a piece of skin, he shivered with pain.

Too wasteful, too wasteful, is this ordinary orange peel?! This is spiritual orange peel!

It's so inhumane...

He cried wildly in his heart.

If everyone wasn't here, he would have wanted to pick up the orange peel thrown by Lu Fengyun and the others and eat it!

It's shameful to waste!

At this time, the food came.

Roasted rabbit meat, wild boar soup, light fried vegetables, simple and simple meal.

Yang Haihao picked up a chopsticks of rabbit meat. The meat was tender, sweet and delicious, and the fourth-level snow bone rabbit!

Shred the pork again, the fifth-level tyrant king black pig!

This monster is fierce and difficult to deal with. The fifth level is already the realm of the human spirit king!

Yang Haihao was more shocked than eating food for this meal.

Before, he had always been proud of himself as the elder of the Medicine King Pavilion, until he came to Wushuang Sect, and suddenly felt that he had lived in vain for thirty years!

Yue Ran: "Brother, you haven't told your story yet~"

The little girl looked very excited. She liked to listen to stories the most. Unfortunately, her master often talked about her in length and said something drowsy.

Yang Haihao said: "I am the elder of Yaowang Pavilion. I had a conflict with the elder of Tianxin Sect for a two thousand-year-old ice spirit stone and was besieged by the other party. The two disciples who followed me were all poisoned!"

"The three people in Tianxin Sect have all had a lot of cultivation beyond me. I couldn't resist and had nowhere to escape, so I fought to the death. Later, I fainted, and I don't know how I came to Wushuang Sect. If you don't have any kindness, I would have become a bone at this moment!"

Tianxin Sect, the second place in the Lingzhou Sect!

Xiyan slapped the table with a slam, raised her eyebrows high, and said angrily: "Three fights one, shameless!"

With one palm, the dining table shattered, wood chips splashed, and the food spilled all over the floor.

Everyone looked at her together.

"I just patted it gently. Who knows that the table is so unsolid... What to look at! This is the power of the semi-saint, I'm blamed for being too powerful!!"

Xiyan was not guilty at all, but was rumored.

The table made of thousand-year-old spiritual wood is not strong yet?!

Yang Haihao was amazed in his heart, and suddenly heard the second half of the former and almost shouted out.

He, he, what did he hear?

Semi-Saint!
To be continued...