Wang Xuanzhao received her identity jade card, and then a miscellaneous disciple stepped forward to lead her to her mountain. To say that it is to lead, it is just to point the way, these miscellaneous disciples do not have the psychic news of the deacon, and in addition, they also have a secret jealousy in their hearts.

Although they dare not express this emotion in person, or even dare to have the slightest disrespect, they can vaguely express this small emotion, just like now, sending it to the place is also sending it, and pointing the way is also considered to be sending, depending on how the individual does it.

Wang Xuanzhao doesn't understand the situation, of course, even if she does, she won't pay attention to these things, when you stand tall enough, these are all trivial things, after all, no one will pay attention to the thoughts and attitudes of the ants all the time, isn't it?

Although Wang Xuanzhao had reached the cultivation of being able to fly alone in the immortal realm at this time, this sect was basically forbidden to fly. Even if it's a magic weapon, it doesn't work, it doesn't seem to be far away on the map, but if you really have to walk through it on your legs, it will take about two hours to walk, and this is still her infuse of immortal yuan power into her legs, which is as fast as stepping on Hot Wheels.

And along the way, Wang Xuanzhao also roughly saw the living situation of the people around him, the so-called residence is just a residence for your seaside stronghold, you can build a gorgeous house, and many people just built a thatched hut, or a bamboo building, and even some people directly dug a cave on the mountain wall, and then set up a defensive circle to be completed.

And the best thing to be taken care of is their elixir field and spirit plantation garden, the elixir field here is not really like a large field, her so-called medicine field is only one acre square, if the elixir level is a little higher, maybe the whole medicine field will be planted with one, if the low level of the spirit plant may only be planted, but the harvest is only average.

In this year, the outer disciples have task requirements, and everyone's spiritual planting spirit rice or other animal skin and beast blood have a quota to be handed over, most of the outer disciples are only in the Golden Immortal Stage cultivation, even if they go out to hunt in a group, the results may not be, even if there are no high-level demon beasts close to the sect, but this is for high-level monks, and the low-level demon beasts inside are enough for them to receive these outer disciples.

Besides, the casualties inside are not counted, the sect doesn't know how many disciples fall every year, except for the talented personal disciples, even if others really fall, no one may notice, after all, this is normal in the entire cultivation world, killing people is not illegal, and there are no police.

Even though Wang Xuanzhao has lived in the cultivation realm for two hundred years, he still often forgets this, and the concept of the legal society of the mortal realm in the past has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. She didn't plan to build this hill of hers, after all, she only lived here for a year, a place to stay, just give her a place to meditate.

But thinking that there may be friends to visit in the future, and there is no place to drink tea, she chose an empty stone wall, directly carved a small cave for herself on the stone wall, and then activated the coordinate stone, this radius of ten miles is her territory alone, it will appear on the miniature model, and no one will choose again.