The state of Yan, green bee mountain.
There are a lot of spirit trees planted here, belonging to xuesha gate.
More than 20 disciples of xueshamen fell in the pool of blood, and there was a pile of white bones. There were dozens of big pits on the ground. Wang Qingshan and others were cutting down lingmu.
There is a blue attic on the hillside. In a room, Wang Changsheng sits on the futon.
The house is forbidden, and the soul eating cicada is chasing dozens of black ghosts.
The disciples of xueshamen keep a lot of ghosts. Wang Changsheng finds that Jinchan, a ghost eater, prefers to devour ghosts. Ghosts themselves also like to devour spirits of monsters or immortals. One ghost is worth ten spirits of second-order monsters.
After devouring a large number of spirits and ghosts, the ghost eating cicada is now a second-class product, and its size has increased a lot.
Wang Changsheng''s body surface is full of a large number of blue arcs, and ghosts dare not approach Wang Changsheng at all.
The ghost eating cicada is like a wolf into a sheep. Dozens of ghosts have not escaped its clutches and are swallowed up by it one by one.
After swallowing all the ghosts, Jinchan flies back to Wang Changsheng.
The higher its level is, the more divine knowledge it feeds back to Wang Changsheng. However, at present, it does not provide much divine knowledge to Wang Changsheng. Mosquito meat is also meat, which is better than none.
Wang Changsheng takes back the soul eating cicada, removes the ban and goes out.
The whole mountain is planted with a large number of spirit trees. The lowest year is more than ten years, and the highest year is more than three hundred years.
Wang Qingshan drives a huge blue sword to cut down the wood.
Some spirit trees are easy to cut down, but some spirit trees are very hard. Common magic weapons chop on them, leaving a faint white mark.
Wang Qingjun drives three red flashing throwing knives to chop on a thick blue spirit wood that they embrace, leaving several shallow white marks.
A large area of golden ants came and fell on the blue spirit wood, gnawing at it crazily.
Before long, a circle of holes appeared on the surface of the blue spirit wood.
Wang Qingjun turns around and sees Wang Changsheng coming towards him.
"Uncle nine!"
Wang Changsheng nodded with a smile and said, "cut down the spirit wood as soon as possible and go to the next place."
"Yes, uncle nine."
Wang Changsheng sent out all the gold swallowing ants to help Wang Qingjun and others cut down the spirit trees. If they cut down by themselves, they can''t finish it in half a month. A spirit tree is too big to be put into a storage bag. Even if they cut it into small pieces, one storage bag can hold one more spirit tree.
With the help of Wang Changsheng, they cut down a lot faster.
Wang Changsheng felt that their speed was too slow, so he simply sacrificed Jiuqu shensha and turned it into a long yellow sword. He cut all the spirit trees into many pieces and let them put them into storage bags.
Because there are so many spirit trees, Wang Qingshan and others only have one seventh of their storage bags. The remaining nine hundred spirit trees and thousands of gold swallowing ants open their stomachs to eat. They can''t finish eating them in three days and three nights. Wang Changsheng can''t bear to burn them down. These spirit trees have been used to refine puppet animals for decades.
"You go first and wait for me outside the mountains."
Wang Qingshan and others did not dare to neglect, the imperial instruments flew high into the sky, and all left.
Wang Changsheng let out the rat with two pupils, pointed to the mountain of spirit trees and said: "you go to the bottom of the ground to dig a big pit, and hide these spirit trees."
He planned to hide the wood and come back to collect it later.
The two pupil rat''s body surface lit up a yellow light and disappeared into the ground.
Wang Qingshan and others stood on the top of a peak outside the mountains.
"Seven elder brothers, why do you say nine uncles support us?"
Wang Qingjun asked.
"Don''t ask what you shouldn''t ask. Uncle Jiu''s doing this must have his deep meaning."
Wang Qingshan explained, looking at the disciples of the bailing gate.
The disciples of the bailing sect followed Wang Changsheng and got a lot of benefits, but they were outsiders after all. They couldn''t let them know some things.
Before long, a huge white cloud carrying Wang Changsheng flew over.
"Let''s go! Let''s go to the next place. "
After everyone stood on the white cloud, Wang Changsheng drove the cloud away.
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North Xinjiang, Huofeng mountains.
In a quiet courtyard, Wang Mingren and seven of his classmates are drinking tea and chatting.
"Thank you very much, elder martial brother and elder martial sister. My younger sister ximenfeng takes tea instead of wine. Here''s to everyone."
A beautiful woman in red raised her cup and drank it down.
The woman in red is wearing a red Ru skirt. Her skin is snow-white and her figure is hot. The double peaks in front of her chest almost come out of her clothes, which makes her reverie.
She is ximenfeng, who has built a foundation of seven layers.
"Sister Ximen is joking. We''re from the same school. It''s right to celebrate your birthday. This 400 year old huoyun Ganoderma lucidum is a gift for your brother. Sister Ximen should not give up."
A beautiful young man in a green shirt with a jade complexion took out a red wooden box and handed it to ximenfeng.Qingshan youth''s surname is Li, and his name is Deqing. He has built eight floors of foundation and is an iron pursuer of ximenfeng.
"Younger martial sister Ximen, this jade phoenix hairpin is for you. It''s a top-grade magic weapon. It''s both offensive and defensive. Please don''t dislike it."
Wang Mingren takes out a red jade box and hands it to ximenfeng.
Other people also sent gifts. Ximenfeng gave thanks and accepted them all.
"Thank you for your gifts. We should have more contacts in the future."
Ximenfeng invited six people, each of whom had the cultivation of building a foundation of more than seven floors. They were all elite disciples, and they had a great chance of becoming elites in the future, especially Wang Mingren.
According to ximenfeng''s knowledge, Wang Mingren''s master is the elder of Deacon Hall of taiyixianmen. He has a lot of contacts. In addition, Wang Mingren has also won a good place in the sect Dabi. He has practiced to the seventh floor of the building foundation at a young age, and is young and promising.
"What sister Ximen said is that we are from the same school. We should have more contacts."
Wang Mingren nodded with a smile. He learned a lot from Xu Zihua, especially his unique way of dealing with people.
Financial partners are not only Taoist partners, but also relatives and friends. You can make more friends. As long as you have a friend who can help you, you will not be able to use it. This is Xu Zihua''s teaching to Wang Mingren.
A quick sharp sound came from Wang Mingren''s arms. He took out the message disk and entered a verdict. As soon as the man''s voice suddenly rang out: "nephew Wang, what are you doing?"
"If you go back to martial uncle Meng, I''m visiting with younger martial sister Ximen. What can I do for you?"
Wang Mingren recognized that it was Meng Tianzheng''s voice.
"Come to my house later. I have something to tell you."
"Yes, uncle Meng."
Wang Mingren put away the tray and found that everyone looked at him with envy.
In the North Xinjiang branch, Meng Tianzheng is the only friar of jiedan surnamed Meng. Meng Tianzheng is the first of the five outstanding men in Taiyi and has a great chance to enter the Yuan Dynasty.
It seems that Wang Mingren is very popular with Meng Tianzheng and has a bright future.
"Elder martial brother Wang, since uncle Meng is looking for you, you can go first! Don''t make martial uncle Meng wait for a long time. Let''s get together next time. "
Ximen Feng said with a smile.
"I''ll go first. I''m sorry. I''ll invite you back next time."
Wang Mingren threw a fist at the crowd, offered a cup of tea and turned to leave.
"Uncle Meng has a good relationship with elder martial brother Wang. It seems that it''s only a matter of time before elder martial brother Wang enters jiedan period."
Ximen Phoenix crystal eyes a turn, said with a smile.
"He just built seven layers of foundation. I''ve built eight layers of foundation. I''m sure I can advance to jiedan stage ahead of him."
Li Deqing confidently said that if Jin Yanzong hadn''t been merged into taiyixianmen suddenly, his hard-earned contributions would have gone to the jiedan period.
"The younger sister congratulated elder martial brother Li in advance."
Ximenfeng smiles and drinks the cup.
Li Deqing didn''t neglect him and offered a toast in return.