Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

Everyone discussed it for a few more sentences, but naturally they couldn't come to a conclusion, so they could only put it aside and leave before the pressure from the Jindan senior dissipated.

It seemed to prove the saying "Those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future". In the following period of time, they were very lucky. Not only did they pick a lot of valuable spiritual plants and hunt several first-level monsters, they even found two first-level Mizhuo beasts. Now Song Chunchi was a foundation-building cultivator. Not to mention that these monsters were not encountered all at once, even if they were, for a team with foundation-building cultivators, even if there were seventy, eighty or ninety first-level monsters at a time, they would not pose any threat to them.

However, Song Chunchi had just advanced and his realm was not very stable, so most of the time he did not take action, but just watched from the side. This was a good opportunity for him to see where everyone was not handling the situation well during the fight and where they were relatively weak, so he could provide one-on-one teaching based on each person's situation.

This kind of opportunity is rare. Not only Sui An, but also Ye Jingyi, Shu Yeyu and others cherish this rare opportunity. Even Jiang Xingzao, who always has the most opinions and is the most disobedient, just listened silently and took notes after Song Chunchi said to him twice in a row that "when controlling the magic weapon, he failed to cast the magic seal in time when its power was the strongest, causing the magic weapon to float in the air for too long, and even stagnated for a short time, and failed to exert the maximum attack intensity." Then he tried his best to improve.

"It seems he's not stupid after all!"

Su Mengjue muttered that they had just finished a fight, had cleaned up the scene, and were looking for a place to rest.

"Brother Jiang is certainly not stupid, otherwise why would he take my place and run to Sister Ye's team? He knows that he will have a hard time if he stays with Sister Gu and the others!"

Hearing Su Mengjue's muttering, Yu Chuanlin suddenly interrupted.

"Hey, speaking of Senior Sister Gu and the others, you've been separated from them for nearly five days now, and there's been no news from them at all. Could they really have entered the heavy fog line?"

When everyone heard Yu Chuanlin mention Gu Xifeng, Gu Xiyue and others, they remembered the other three people who went on the mission together.

Song Chunchi thought for a moment and said, "This mission has already been completed. What we have gained has far exceeded our expectations. We will return tomorrow. Does anyone have any opinions?"

"Great! I've wanted to go back for a long time. Although my injuries don't affect my fighting ability right now, I still need to find a doctor to treat me after I go back. I'm afraid I'll have some hidden illness that will affect my foundation-building in the future."

Su Mengjue was the first to express his agreement.

Jiang Xingzao sneered, but after Su Mengjue looked over, he immediately shut up and honestly said that he also wanted to go back.

Sui An not only advanced in rank during this trip, but also got a storage bag full of goodies. She now just wanted to cash in these things, and then go back to the sect to study them carefully, find a class to take... Oh, no, to learn a reliable skill, such as planting spiritual plants, refining pills, refining tools, making talismans, formations, etc., all of which are fine. With a skill, she will have a fixed way to make money in the future. Taking on tasks to make money like this time is fast, and if she is lucky, she can make a lot of money, but her life is a little unstable.

So she also agreed to go back. Although the sect was poor, the outside world was not so easy to venture into.

The others also felt that they could go back, so the proposal was passed unanimously.

Probably knowing that they would be able to go back tomorrow, tonight would be everyone's last night in the Wanmang Forest. Su Mengjue took out all her tools and prepared to cook a delicious meal for everyone. Anyway, everyone now had various ingredients for making spiritual food in their storage bags.

Chao Tingxuan, Gao Ping, Jiang Xingzao and Yu Chuanlin were busy setting up a defensive and odor-isolating formation. Others might be able to eat spiritual food occasionally, but they had been relying almost entirely on fasting pills since leaving the sect. Not only did their mouths have no taste, but their stomachs were also very empty.

So when Su Mengjue said he wanted to barbecue, they were the most enthusiastic.

With the sizzling sound on the iron rack, an enticing aroma of barbecue filled the air. Jiang Xingzao came forward and asked, "Junior Sister Su, are you ready?"

"Why are you so impatient? You can't eat hot tofu or top-notch food in a hurry."

Su Mengjue slowly flipped through the skewers on the shelf and took the opportunity to glance at Jiang Xingzao.

Jiang Xingzao touched his nose and said nothing.

Finally, Su Mengjue picked up the skewers in his hand and said something that sounded like heavenly music to Jiang Xingzao's ears, "Alright!"

She grilled more than ten skewers at a time, and everyone could get at least one. As for the extra ones, Su Mengjue naturally gave them to Sui An, Shu Yeyu and Song Chunchi. Well, they were all members of her team, so it was natural for her to be partial to them.

Jiang Xingzao was dissatisfied, "Junior Sister Su, why are we just one string?"

Chao Tingxuan flattered: "Junior Sister Su, can you give me another string?"

Yu Chuanlin pretended to be pitiful. "Senior Sister Su, I haven't eaten in a long time. Before I met up with Senior Sister Ye and the others, I was walking alone in this huge forest, thinking I would become meat in the stomachs of those monsters. I never thought that this day would come. Senior Sister, just give me a bunch... Eh?"

Su Mengjue was getting annoyed by their noise and was just about to yell, "If you want to eat, grill it yourself. Don't delay her from eating meat," when he saw a faint spiritual light flying towards him from afar and directly in front of Song Chunchi.

Song Chunchi reached out and took it. It was a mid-grade communication talisman.

"Who would send a mid-grade communication talisman to Senior Brother Song?" Su Mengjue was surprised.

Sui An didn't say anything, but just quickened the pace of grilling. Although there were only two skewers, one skewer of meat they skewered themselves was equivalent to ten skewers sold outside, which was why they grilled it for so long.

She had a hunch that after Senior Brother Song saw the communication talisman, they would no longer be able to eat skewers leisurely like they were now.

The moment the light of the communication talisman disappeared in Song Chunchi's hand, Sui An had just swallowed the last bite of barbecue. Without waiting for anyone to ask, Song Chunchi spoke first, "Hurry up and clean up. Junior Sister Gu and the others are injured. This communication talisman is asking us for help."

"Where are they?" Ye Jingyi asked.

"We're in a heavy fog line, but we've already emerged. However, Junior Sister Xiyue and Junior Brother Hu were both seriously injured and unconscious. Junior Sister Xifeng was also seriously injured, but not unconscious yet. This communication talisman was sent by her."

Su Mengjue hurriedly cleaned up the cooking utensils on the ground, while Jiang Xingzao, Gao Ping and others quickly stuffed the meat into their mouths. Originally, they wanted to savor it slowly and were reluctant to eat it too fast.

"Junior Sister Sui, you are the one with foresight!" Jiang Xingzao said to Sui An incoherently while eating.

According to the direction conveyed by the communication talisman, Song Chunchi took out the map again, identified it, and then led a group of junior brothers and sisters towards the heavy fog line.

The heavy fog line is a line, so it naturally has more than one direction.