I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

The disciples each found a relatively flat rock to sit on.

The battle just now really made them quite tired.

After all, they had just recovered from the reorganization of the secret realm, and some people had just come out of the secret realm space and had not even recovered much when they encountered such a dangerous thing.

In an instant, everyone was wiping the sweat from their foreheads and sighing, feeling lucky to have saved their lives.

At the moment, some people took out water bags and drank them quickly, while others took the opportunity to sit cross-legged and meditate, circulating their spiritual energy to calm the surging breath in their bodies.

The fierce battle just now caused considerable damage. Many people's robes were burned by sparks and their faces were covered with soot, but no one bothered to clean them up. They just kept stealing glances in Mingchuan's direction.

When Mingchuan and Jinman saw everyone's expressions, they took the initiative to give everyone the good spiritual herbs and pills in their bags.

"Everyone, take these quickly and recover your strength as soon as possible."

It was fine for Jinman to give them the medicine, after all, she was an elder.

But Mingchuan is different!

He was just a disciple, yet he was able to find so many spiritual herbs in just one night, and even take out so many pills for them.

For a moment, everyone felt very sad and felt a little guilty when they took the pills from him.

"Brother Ziang, keep these medicines for yourself. You will definitely encounter many dangers in the future." A disciple said.

The others echoed: "Yeah, yeah, you've worked hard too. You gave us so much, there's not much left for you, right?"

Mingchuan curled his lips and laughed: "I still have a lot on hand, have you forgotten? Has the Sect Master paid more attention to me recently? How could he let me bring less pills?"

Jin Man also nodded: "I can testify to this."

Seeing this, the others finally felt relieved, nodded, and casually stuffed the pills into their mouths.

The pills and herbs given to them by Mingchuan and Jinman were very effective.

In just a short while, everyone's spiritual power recovered quickly, and in the blink of an eye they no longer looked weak as before.

Seeing that everyone had recovered, Jin Man felt relieved.

However, once these people recover, they will never stop talking.

For a moment, everyone's admiring eyes were cast towards Mingchuan, and they kept moving closer to him.

"Brother Ziang, how did you cultivate your Bone-Eroding Ice Flame? I couldn't even scratch the surface of it in the Fire Refining Room before..."

A young disciple couldn't help but come over, his eyes full of admiration.

Mingchuan was leaning against the rock wall with his eyes closed, resting. He opened his eyes and smiled when he heard this: "It's just a coincidence that I gained some insights. I'll get used to it with more practice."

He didn't want to talk any more, so he casually took out a few healing pills from his storage bag and threw them over. "These are concentration pills. Share them among you and recover your strength as quickly as possible."

Everyone was surprised to see Mingchuan take out another pill.

The disciple took the pill, thanked him repeatedly, and went to share the pill with his companions.

The next moment, low exclamations were heard all around.

This mind-concentrating pill is a mid-level elixir in the sect. Ordinary disciples can't get it at all, but Senior Brother Ziang took it out casually!

Luo Yang and Su Hao walked over, the former with a complicated look on his face.

"Junior Brother Ziang, thank you so much for what you did just now. If it weren't for you, that kid from Group 3 would have been..."

"We are all from the same sect, it's too formal to say this."

Mingchuan waved his hand and glanced at Jin Man who was counting people in the distance. "What's the situation over there, Elder Jin?"

Su Hao added, "Seven of them were injured, but they were all superficial wounds, nothing serious. It's just that their spiritual energy has been greatly depleted, so they need to rest well before they can continue on their journey."

"Besides, with the pills you two just gave them, even though their injuries are a bit serious, they are recovering very quickly."

He paused, lowering his voice. "Speaking of which, your Phantom Flame is truly powerful. That Molten Beast is ramming itself into the rocks like crazy. This is the first time I've seen it."

Mingchuan immediately showed a smug look on his face, but he still complimented Su Hao.

"It's all thanks to my previous training, Senior Brother. If you hadn't been supporting me, letting me keep moving forward, and accompanying me in my training, how would I have reached my current position?"

Mingchuan's words made Su Hao feel particularly proud.

He secretly winked at Luo Yang, as if to say: See, Junior Brother Mei Ziang is a very grateful person!

Luo Yang rolled his eyes and ignored him.

The fallen dragon inside him was dozing lazily, occasionally hearing a few teasing remarks: "This group of people are becoming more and more convinced of you. You are using Cang Ziang's identity very well."

"Talk less and learn how quiet Blood Dragon is." Mingchuan replied in his heart.

He looked up and saw Jinman coming over with an oil-paper bag in his hand.

"Here, replenish your energy."

She handed over the paper bag, which contained a few pieces of compressed dried meat and wild fruits. "You've worn out quite a bit just now, don't force yourself."

Mingchuan took the paper bag, picked a piece of wild fruit and put it in his mouth: "You are quite free."

"if not?"

Jin Man sat down next to him and looked at him sideways. "Do you think I'll be like those guys, surrounding you and asking you questions?"

Her eyes flickered with a hint of teasing, "Honestly, you've mastered the use of these two flames to perfection. I really admire you. In just a few days, you've made our sect's things your own."

Mingchuan happily bit the dried meat, and facing Jinman, he simply didn't hide his pride.

"So what? Are you dissatisfied with my outstanding talent?"

Jin Man rolled her eyes and said, "You really like to flatter yourself. You're so good at pretending."

Mingchuan ignored her.

Seeing this, Jin Man shook his head helplessly. He looked at the red mist swirling in the depths of the valley and said softly, "The fire spirit aura ahead is getting stronger. I guess there are some big guys guarding it. Once they've recovered, we need to speed up and not let other sects get ahead of us."

Mingchuan nodded in agreement, but he was thinking in his mind.

The battle just now made him more proficient in controlling the bone-eroding ice flame and the phantom flame, especially the phantom flame, which was extremely concealed and just right for secret layout.

However, there are too many variables after the reorganization of this secret realm. Mu Yaoyao and her gang may have bad intentions, so we have to be on guard at all times.

After resting for about an hour, the disciples gradually regained their spirits. Those who were meditating opened their eyes one after another, and the fatigue in their eyes dissipated a lot.

Jin Man stood up and clapped his hands: "Are you all ready? Rest is over, let's continue to go deeper!"

"Ready!"

Everyone responded in unison, their voices filled with the sharpness of victory, and their gazes towards Mingchuan became more determined.

At that moment, Mingchuan seemed to be a ray of light in their hearts!

Mingchuan also stood up and brushed off the dust on his body.

He smiled and said, "Now that we're ready, let's go!"

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the crimson vines, casting dappled shadows on his body. The twin fires within him lay dormant, waiting for the next fierce battle...