A small casual cultivator!

But soon, the pain in his body made him no longer happy.

"Damn it, I can't control it!"

He tried to suppress it, but he couldn't stop the outbreak of the fire poison.

If he allowed the fire poison to spread like this, he would become a corpse in less than half an hour.

"Storage bags."

Suddenly, he saw a storage bag among the torn cloth strips nearby, so he struggled to crawl over.

After receiving it, he immediately opened it and saw what was inside. He said in surprise, "Sure enough, there are elixirs and herbs!"

After a rough review, he swallowed all the elixirs and spiritual herbs into his stomach, but these were just low-grade stuff and had little effect on his illness and injuries.

Lu Luan naturally knew that it was not enough, so he crawled in the pile of blood and broken meat to search, and soon he found two more.

The iron-feathered sparrow has a small head and can only eat flesh and blood, so the clothes and storage bags of several people were scattered around.

When going out, who doesn’t carry some magic pills with them in case of emergencies?

Next, he found some elixirs for healing in the two storage bags.

After swallowing it, he just lay in the blood in the boat for a while. After an unknown amount of time, he finally felt the fire poison slowly subside.

"Phew, I'm alive again."

Lu Luan sat up gently, let out a long breath, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

If he didn't get the healing items in these storage bags, even if he escaped the danger from the Iron-feathered Bird, he would not be able to escape the fate of dying from the disease.

After checking his body for a while, he frowned and thought to himself, "Although I have suppressed the fire poison, my body can no longer withstand the torture. Let's go outside and see if I can find the storage bags of the other people."

"Oh, right, my Lihuo Sword!"

He suddenly remembered that his Lihuo Sword had fallen from the sky before, and he didn't know where it landed. Then he closed his eyes and began to sense it carefully.

After a while, he opened his eyes and murmured, "It seems to be two miles away."

The distance was too far, and he could only barely sense it. Now he was so weak that he had no ability to call it back.

"Let's recover from the injury first before looking for it."

After muttering softly, he staggered to his feet and walked outside.

Although the fire poison was suppressed, he was also seriously injured.

After searching carefully for half a quarter of an hour, four storage bags appeared in Lu Luan's hands.

Next, he barely used the golden silk to pull himself onto an ancient tree. After all, there were often monsters roaming on this surface, which was too dangerous.

After finding a secret and safe place, he sat down cross-legged and swallowed all the healing elixirs and herbs in the storage bag.

Next, he began to recover from his injuries in this deep mountain forest.

The potency of the elixir was limited, but the Lao Chu Gong that he practiced had great healing abilities, so his poor body was slowly recovering.

And so, half a month passed.

……

In the early morning, Lu Luan woke up from his training, stretched his body, and said with a smile: "I have recovered 70% and can continue to set off."

Next, he took out the map, recalled it in his mind, and gestured on the map: "I should still be at the outskirts of the Monster Mountain Range. From this location, it is seventy miles away from Tianhuo City, but less than fifty miles away from the Zhengyang Gate."

"Then why don't I go directly to Zhengyang Gate?" He thought of something, took out the Zhengyang Order, frowned and said to himself: "If I go to Tianhuo City to find the people of Zhengyang Gate, they will most likely reject me after seeing my age and physical condition. After all, no one wants a half-disabled person, and the Zhengyang Order will definitely be taken back by then."

He stroked his chin and continued, "If I go directly to Zhengyang Gate, seeing that I have traveled through the mountains and ridges with a sincere heart to seek immortality and have already reached the gate, they probably won't feel comfortable to chase me away, and the possibility of me staying this way should be greater."

He thought about it in his mind and thought it was feasible, so he made up his mind and said, "Let's do it. Let's take a gamble. I won't live long anyway."

"Let's find the Lihuo Sword first."

Then he went to one side.

The ground was full of dangers, so he didn't go down. Instead, he ran around on the treetops like a monkey. They were all towering trees anyway.

Although walking in the tree is not fast, it is safe.

After a while, he found his Lihuo sword that was inserted into the rock.

After taking it into the body, it moved non-stop in the other direction.

At night, the monsters in the Monster Mountain Range roared and their roars shook the sky, so in order to prevent any accidents, he hid at night and came out during the day, being extremely cautious.

It might be because of the strong fire poison in his body, even if he met a monster in the tree sometimes, it would just glance at him casually.

After all, they were in the Monster Mountain Range, so they didn't dare to be too conspicuous and walked slowly. In addition, the mountains overlapped each other, so it took them almost a day and a night to reach the Zhengyangmen Mountain Gate.

……

"Is that the Zhengyang Gate? It's so magnificent!"

Lu Luan stood on a cliff, looking at the huge mountain in the distance bathed in the glow of the sunset, and sighed.

This is Zhengyang Mountain, located in the center of the vast Xuanting Lake. Living on the mountain are the immortals of Zhengyang Sect.

Xuanting Lake is surrounded by extremely steep mountains that are difficult even for monkeys to climb, which naturally blocks all mortals from approaching. However, these are nothing to Lu Luan.

After smiling slightly, he went down the mountain.

However, when he just reached the bottom of the mountain, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

This is a barrier that he can't get close to.

"What's going on? Is this layer of golden light preventing other cultivators from approaching the Immortal Gate?"

Lu Luan tried to support it with his hands, but found that it couldn't be broken at all.

The important place of the immortal sect is naturally not allowed to be approached by anyone other than the disciples of the sect.

"Oh, right, the Zhengyang Order! I wonder if it will work."

Just when he was in distress, he suddenly thought of the token in his storage bag, and he took it out.

The golden light seemed to be sensitive to something and began to melt slowly after touching the Zhengyang Order. Finally, a hole appeared. Seeing this, Lu Luan hurriedly ran in.

"What a rich spiritual energy!"

As soon as he stepped in, he felt a strong cool breath coming towards him, which made his body feel very comfortable. It was the first time he saw such a good place, so he couldn't help but sigh.

"The Immortal Gate is worthy of being called the Immortal Gate. The concentration of spiritual energy here is much, much richer than that of Taiyuan City. If you practice here, even if you don't take spiritual herbs or pills, your cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!"

Lu Luan was amazed in his heart. He finally understood why the people from the Immortal Sect had such amazing cultivation at such a young age. Practicing in an environment with such rich spiritual energy was like constantly swallowing elixirs.

"With such a rich spiritual energy, many spiritual herbs must have grown."

He looked around and found that the weeds growing on the ground were rare and invaluable medicinal herbs in the world, such as ginseng and ganoderma lucidum, which were everywhere.

These are great supplements for mortals, but they are of no use to them, the immortal cultivators.

"really."

He smiled because he felt the medicine bug in his palm was constantly emitting signals.

"Oh my god, such a large area of ​​spiritual silver grass!"

Lu Luan followed the guidance of the medicine insect and turned a corner. He was shocked by the white herbs in front of him.

He guessed that such a large area of ​​Lingyin grass was worth at least more than twenty Essence Pills, but now it was swaying in the wind like ordinary weeds, with no one paying any attention to it.

After being stunned for a while, he shook his head and said, "Let's go somewhere else first to see if we can find better quality healing herbs."

Without stopping, he started looking around with his sword in hand.

"Lin Chunhua!"

Thirty breaths later, he saw a green flower in a crevice of the rock and immediately ran over with joy.

Because this magical herb is useful for his injuries.

No matter whether it is dirty or not, they just swallow it directly into their stomachs after picking it.

……

"The Immortal Gate really has spiritual herbs growing everywhere."

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Luan sat on a mossy stone and sighed.

In just a short period of time, he found several spiritual herbs of very good quality.

Then he stretched out his hand to sense it again, and said doubtfully: "Although there are many spiritual herbs, why do I feel that the rules here are very large, almost like the underground? Does it mean that even in the immortal sect, one must reach the sixth level of Qi Refining to fly a sword?"

"Hey, who are you?"

Just as he was thinking, a voice like a lark came from above.