Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

The sun had fully risen by now.

Everyone vaguely heard the sound of flapping wings, but looked around and found nothing.

Then the sound of flapping wings became louder and louder, and then a hurricane blew in the sky. The hurricane was as fierce as a tiger descending from the mountain. Even though all the people were cultivators of the ninth level of Qi training, they were all blown to and fro.

After everyone stood firm, they looked up at the sky with horror in their eyes. A black dot appeared in the empty sky. The black dot continued to grow larger, and then a winged tiger as big as a hill appeared in the sky.

The tiger had white fur and patterns all over its body, especially the pattern on its forehead, which seemed to form the Chinese character "王". It had two white wings growing on its ribs. Its green eyes glanced at the ants under the square, and then looked towards the green hall.

When the winged white tiger hovered in the air, everyone could see clearly that there was a man standing on the tiger's head.

The man's eyebrows were tightly closed, as if he was resting his eyes. He didn't even look at them, as if he was waiting for something.

He Ling couldn't help but take another look at the white winged tiger. Just one look made He Ling sweat all over, and Qing'er in his sleeve was tightly wrapped around his arm.

Even though He Ling didn't know what level of cultivation this winged tiger had, she could still tell based on its immense pressure that was like a mountain. After all, a foundation-building monster could definitely not give her such pressure. This was definitely a golden elixir monster!

He Ling once again gained a new understanding of Xuanyuan Sect.

After waiting for a while, He Ling saw many disciples of Xuanyuan Sect coming to the square where they were on flying swords.

These should be the outer disciples who will be participating in the trip to Tianduan Mountain. There are about a hundred of them.

The leader was an old man with gray hair, but he was not wearing white clothes, but green clothes.

As soon as the old man arrived, he greeted the man on the head of the winged tiger and said a few words. Then he saw the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect climbing onto the back of the winged tiger one by one.

Seeing this scene, He Ling felt a surge of joy in her heart. Could it be that she could also sit on this golden elixir monster?

But in the end she was disappointed. This time they went there again, they took the big boat of the foundation-building man who had brought them here before.

A sigh came from the crowd, and it was obvious that He Ling was not the one who had such an idea.

The big ship followed the giant winged tiger and slowly moved towards Tianduan Mountain.

He Ling had inquired about information about Tianduan Mountain before. Everyone said that Tianduan Mountain was not very far away, but this was based on the cultivators' concept of time.

In fact, they ended up flying for two days and one night.

"We're here, we're here. Is this Tianduan Mountain?"

He Ling opened her eyes upon hearing the voice. After all, it was the eve of a great war, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After thinking about it, she decided that it would be better to meditate and recuperate.

Facing the strong wind blowing from the wooden boat, He Ling looked forward.

I saw a huge mountain, and its peak seemed to be split into two parts by thunder. Even the broken part was charred black, and it extended downwards for a long part before the charred marks disappeared.

He Ling thought to himself that Tianduan Mountain, which looked like a mountain split by thunder, was a very appropriate name.

At this time, the Xuanyuan Sect foundation-building cultivator who had been standing at the bow of the ship also spoke.

"This is Tianduan Mountain. Take this. Although the information is not comprehensive, the locations of several important spiritual medicines are marked."

As he spoke, dozens of maps floated in front of everyone.

He Ling took the map and glanced at it, but found that the map was very blurry. Most areas had no signs at all, and only a few names of spiritual medicines were written above a few terrains.

He Ling recognized these spiritual medicines. They were not very precious, but they were also necessary for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

He Ling's mind turned, and he roughly understood Xuanyuan Sect's idea. After all, the combat power of these outsiders was limited. So they asked them to collect some specific spiritual medicines, so that they would have a greater chance of coming back alive.

After all, they were able to come back alive, and most of the elixirs they brought back ended up in the Xuanyuan Sect.

Therefore, the map provided only marked a few places to guide them to collect these elixirs.

Everyone was not stupid and they understood Xuanyuan Sect's idea in a moment. Many of them immediately started breathing heavier.

They came here at the risk of their lives in the hope of building a foundation, but this move clearly treated everyone as tools for their Xuanyuan Sect to collect elixirs and spiritual medicines for building a foundation.

After all, Xuanyuan Sect will take 90% of the spiritual medicines collected at that time. Even if they collect a large number of spiritual medicines, they cannot refine the foundation-building pill without other spiritual medicines.

One of them couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Senior, isn't Xuanyuan Sect's move a bit too humiliating to us cultivators?"

As soon as he spoke, several people immediately echoed him.

"That's right, Xuanyuan Sect doesn't treat us as human beings at all. We are just tools to collect spiritual medicine."

"Senior, this action is inappropriate after all."

Faced with these words, the white-robed monk laughed as if he had heard a joke.

Everyone was silent, not knowing whether this foundation-building cultivator had gone mad.

After laughing, the white-robed monk glanced coldly at the crowd.

"Humph, you are nothing but a bunch of dogs living at the gate of my Xuanyuan Sect, wagging your tails and begging for mercy, craving for alms from your master. Do you really think you are someone important?"

He pointed at the famous monk who spoke first.

"Cultivators? Are you worthy? You are just a bunch of ants, not even as good as casual cultivators. My Xuanyuan Sect has done you a great favor by giving you this opportunity, and you actually dream of eating the same thing as your master."

He smiled and looked at everyone again, "Of course, we at Xuanyuan Sect are not bad people. So, if anyone has any opinions, you can raise them now."

He glanced at the few people who had spoken before. Their faces turned red and their fists were bleeding, but they didn't dare to show their emotions on their faces at all. Seeing the gaze of the foundation-building cultivator, they could only turn their heads away.

"Hmph," the white-robed monk snorted coldly, then turned around again.

Everyone was no longer as lively as before, and even the atmosphere in the ship became a little oppressive.

He Ling's expression didn't change much. She had worked her way up from the bottom. She had seen countless people like the white-robed monks, who appeared calm on the surface but looked down on others in their hearts. She was no longer surprised by it.

However, seeing him often doesn't mean that she can forgive him. He Ling still remembers him well in her heart.

There are still many days to come.

The white-robed monk suddenly felt a chill in his heart and was shocked. He searched several times but found nothing. Then he looked at the Jindan monk from Xuanyuan Sect in front of him and forced himself to suppress the feeling. With a Jindan monk leading the team, there would be no accidents on their trip.