Dear Lingshi

Lu Yunsheng stood in mid-air and did not rush to land. Instead, he directed all his spiritual awareness towards the mountain below.

Suddenly, he could see clearly what was happening within dozens of miles around him.

After seeing the traces of the monsters nearby, Lu Yunsheng flew towards the place where the snow monsters were more concentrated.

Immediately, a bloody storm arose in the snow-covered mountains.

He simply ignored the snow demon in the Qi Refining Stage. In order to speed up his cultivation, Lu Yunsheng planned to exchange for a higher-level Qi and Blood Pill.

Now Lu Yunsheng remembered that there was one thing he hadn't figured out yet, which was how many levels of power did the Xuanyuan Rouhuan Order have?

If he continued to practice like this step by step, in order to obtain the complete technique, it would take him an unknown amount of time to return to the Southern Region.

"No matter how many levels of skills this Xuanyuan Rouhuan Order has, I have to think of another way!" Lu Yunsheng suddenly thought of this problem and became anxious.

After killing all the foundation-building snow monsters, Lu Yunsheng continued to fly deeper into Xuerao Mountain. He wanted to look for traces of Jindan-stage monsters.

As Lu Yunsheng went deeper and deeper, he discovered that there were more snow monsters in the foundation-building stage in the deep mountains. Based on the principle of not wasting anything, he went down and strangled all the monsters.

Just as he was about to go deeper, a beast roared suddenly from the sky with a strong pressure. Lu Yunsheng was not afraid, but was happy. He looked up and saw a snow sculpture in the middle stage of the golden elixir falling from the sky and rushing towards him quickly.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Before the snow sculpture fell, it shot out several ice spears from its mouth and stabbed towards Lu Yunsheng. The ice spears were so fast that they made a series of sharp sounds in the air.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yunsheng immediately performed the Fuyun escape technique. A large amount of true energy instantly gathered in his legs. He just tapped his feet and his body moved sideways dozens of feet, completely avoiding the ice spears.

After Lu Yunsheng stood firmly, he immediately withdrew the true energy from his legs, because using this technique for a long time would cause damage to the leg meridians.

Seeing that Lu Yunsheng had dodged all of his attacks, the snow eagle let out a long roar and continued to pounce on him.

How could Lu Yunsheng give it another chance to attack? The natal flying sword in his hand had been gathering strength for a long time. He flicked his finger and the three-inch long flying sword, carrying an unbreakable sword force, stabbed directly at the snow sculpture.

In his opinion, this Jindan-stage snow sculpture was not strong enough for him to exert his full strength.

This snow sculpture in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm was also extremely intelligent. When it saw the flying sword coming at it, it seemed to sense the threat emanating from the sword.

It didn't want to resist, nor did it dare to resist, so it flapped its wings and tried to avoid the attack of the flying sword.

However, Lu Yunsheng's swordsmanship was no longer what it used to be. He saw the purpose of the snow sculpture, and he lightly pointed his finger forward. The speed of the flying sword increased again, and it went straight through the snow sculpture from head to tail, leaving a group of scattered feathers in the air.

After killing the snow monster swiftly, Lu Yunsheng did not rush to collect its body. Instead, he used his flying sword to create several horrifying claw marks on its body.

Lu Yunsheng did this because he was afraid that bringing the corpse back to the sect would cause unnecessary trouble, so he faked some wounds so that he would have an excuse when asked about it.

Looking at his masterpiece that satisfied him, Lu Yunsheng put away the corpse, and then counted the snow monsters in the Foundation Establishment Stage in the Qiankun bag.

That’s right, the storage ring in Lu Yunsheng’s hand was too conspicuous, so he put it away and instead chose a Qiankun bag with the largest space for daily use.

During this short half day, they harvested fourteen Foundation Establishment Stage snow demons and one Golden Core Stage snow demon. Lu Yunsheng estimated that they could be exchanged for about seventy second-level Qi and Blood Pills and five third-level Qi and Blood Pills.

The higher the grade of the Qi and Blood Pill, the more Qi and Blood it contains, and the longer it can support cultivation.

These Qi and Blood Pills are enough for him to practice peacefully in Fuhumen for a while.

If he continued hunting and took out trophies beyond his ability, it would also attract other people's attention.

Lu Yunsheng came to Fuhumen for other purposes and did not want to attract too much attention. Besides, Xuerao Mountain was not far from Fuhumen. With his current speed, he could get there in half a cup of tea. He could come here to hunt at any time and there was no need to eat a big fat man in one bite.

Thinking of this, Lu Yunsheng stopped hunting the snow monster and returned directly to the sect.

When he arrived at the Deacon's Hall, he saw disciples coming and going in number, and some of them were standing at the door of the Deacon's Hall, looking at their fellow disciples passing by, trying to find partners to hunt the snow monster together.

This time no one came to invite Lu Yunsheng, so he was happy to have some peace and quiet, so he just waited in line, waiting to exchange for the Qi and Blood Pill.

After a while it was finally his turn.

"Senior Brother, I want to exchange for Qi and Blood Pills." Lu Yunsheng looked at the burly man in front of him, who was wearing the clothes of an inner disciple, and directly stated his purpose.

"Take out the snow demon's body!" the man said indifferently.

Lu Yunsheng did as he was told and took out all the snow monster corpses from the Qiankun bag, piling them up into a mountain in front of this inner sect disciple.

"I've gained a lot, Junior Brother!" This inner disciple was obviously not surprised and just said with a smile.

The surrounding disciples were also attracted by the mountain of corpses and cast envious glances at them, but they were not too surprised.

Because the disciples of the Fu Hu Sect almost always go together when hunting snow monsters, this gain is reasonable. At this time, they all thought that Lu Yunsheng was a member of a small team.

"Oh! They are all snow monsters in the foundation-building stage." The inner sect disciple was a little surprised after examining the corpses.

"Senior brother, don't be so surprised. I have another big stuff here!" Lu Yunsheng said helplessly as he looked at the man.

"Oh? What big cargo?" the man asked curiously.

"I'm lucky today. I met a seriously injured snow sculpture, which is in the Jindan stage! Brother, please don't tell anyone, I'm afraid of being targeted!" Seeing that there were too many people around, Lu Yunsheng had to speak to them secretly.

When the inner sect disciple heard this, he raised his eyebrows and immediately gave Lu Yunsheng an understanding look.

"Follow me!" The man picked up the snow monster's corpse on the ground and waved to Lu Yunsheng, indicating him to follow him.

Lu Yunsheng didn't understand what was going on, so he followed the man to the side hall.

"Elder Xuanmu!"

As soon as this person entered the side hall, he respectfully bowed to an old man who was resting with his eyes closed.

Lu Yunsheng, who was standing behind him, also bowed to him.

"Zhuang Fei, what's the matter?" The old man asked lazily without raising his eyes.

"Elder, there is a Jindan-stage snow demon that needs your identification!"