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"Since the treasure hall can't be taken away, it can only be used for other purposes. Don't say anything more, teleport us back to where the disciples are waiting. ”

Ling Xiaoye was about to act immediately, but Ruochen had no choice but to send him and Lao Jia to the place where they came before through the secret teleportation array.

They soon returned to the place where the Qinglan Sect disciples were resting and waiting, and when Ling saw these disciples, he was not uneasy, and all of them were meditating.

So he coughed, and some of the disciples stood up when they saw Ling Xiaoye coming back, and said loudly, "The head is back!"

All the disciples opened their eyes, stood up, surrounded Ling Xiaoye, and chattered about this and that. Ling Xiaoye motioned for the disciples not to speak, and then he smiled and said, "There is a good place here, wait for you all to come with me." ”

After Ling Xiaoye said this, he used his divine thoughts to say a few words to Master Ruochen, and asked him to lead the way and go to Lingyuan Pond.

Under the leadership of Ling Xiaoye, the Qinglan Sect disciples flew out of the cave and flew towards the entrance. It's on the second floor, and it's barely able to fly.

When they reached the exit of the first floor, they had to walk again, and it took them two hours, through various obstacles, and over all kinds of obstacles, before they arrived at the Lingyuan Pond that Ruochen said.

This Lingyuan Pond occupies a small area, surrounded by a raised hill, the hill is covered with all kinds of herbs, exuding a burst of fragrance; surrounded by this green, there is a green pool of about 30 zhang in the middle of the hill, from time to time milky white gas emerges, the gas rolls, rises, and finally disappears above.

Above here, there is a small mouth, not big or small, just let a beam of sunlight pour down, shining in the clear water, there is a different feeling.

The wonders are attractive, but the very strong aura of this place, as well as all kinds of medicinal fragrances, is what Ling Xiaoye pays the most attention to, and sure enough, Master Ruochen, the instrument spirit, did not lie to him.

So Ling Xiaoye and Ruochen said a few more words, and after making sure that they could take away some of the herbs, they asked all the disciples to dig up these herbs.

"Don't dig it all, keep some. After you have dug it, you will meditate and practice by the pool. ”

These disciples worked together, and according to what Ling Xiaoye said, they slowly dug up the herbs that could be dug up and put them in a disciple's Qiankun bag.

Ling Xiaoye asked them to dig first, but he himself walked away, calling out Agula and other geist bodies, and also took out the old armor. I also discussed with them various matters of what to do in the future.

Agugula is a demon and doesn't know much about this, so he doesn't have any good advice. And Gao Changfeng was quite interested, and gave Ling Xiaoye a few ways.

Lao Jia and Master Ruochen didn't think so, after all, this was a place where they had stayed for a long time, and now it was going to become Ling Xiaoye's back garden, and let him mess around, he naturally felt a little bad in his heart.

But since the previous master promised to let Ling Xiaoye be the new master, they couldn't disobey, as long as they let it go.

In the end, Ling Xiaoye made this plan:

Among the treasures that no one can take away, Master Ruochen is a weapon spirit with absolute strength, and he can only enter the cultivation of the Illusory God Realm and below, and those who are higher than this cultivation cannot enter - so that Ruochen will not be in danger.

Then Ling Xiaoye went for a walk and rumored that there were secret treasures or cultivation holy places or the like, attracting those greedy guys.

And Master Ruochen has to act as a gatekeeper, using the prohibition of the treasure itself to exclude the masters, and at the same time, he is also a feener, and everyone who comes in has to pay a certain fee.

Ling Xiaoye's tentative conditions were: the minimum cost of entry was one tael, if you went to Lingyuan Pond, it would be one hundred and twenty-two hours, and if you took the herbs away, it would take one thousand taels. Of course, you can exchange it for an equivalent value of spirit stones or treasures.

In the end, Master Ruochen opened the third layer of small space, and from time to time released the guardian demon beasts of the demon king level, leaving some of the money on the warriors. Or let the demon king release miasma and poison those warriors.

What Ling Xiaoye wanted to do was to take his disciples to build a simple place to rest and sell things near this entrance, and start all kinds of business.

The most helpless thing about this plan is that Master Ruochen, a dignified artifact spirit who defy the heavens, is now instructed by the new master to do some despised deeds.

However, thousands of years have passed, and Master Ruochen, the instrument spirit, is also a little boring, so he just thinks of doing something to pass the time.

Seeing that these guys didn't have much opinion, Ling Xiaoye put Agugula and Gao Changfeng into the ring, and put Lao Jia in his pocket as well, so that Master Ruochen could start to prepare at any time.

He himself returned to Lingyuan Pond to see how the disciples were digging for medicine. Originally, he thought that this place was like the name, and there were many treasures, so he called these disciples to empty this place, and then let Lao Jia and Lao Niu be ghosts and demons, and rob the belongings of those who listened to rumors and came here to explore treasures.

I didn't expect to pounce on an empty spot, there are few decent treasures, but a bunch of herbs that I haven't seen before. But I can't let myself go home empty-handed, so I just have to start the idea of these herbs.

The disciples' movements were very fast, and Ling Xiaoye had only gone out to discuss for half an hour, and they had finished digging up two-thirds of the herbs, and at this time they were already meditating and practicing by the pond.

Ling Xiaoye didn't alarm them, he himself was also by the pond, breathing and breathing, cultivating in this place full of spiritual energy.

For more than ten days, he was heartbroken for this Qinglanmen:

Grouping, digging spiritual springs, taking disciples to fight demon beasts, designing people to stimulate the ambition of disciples, alchemy refining tools...... He is doing almost all the work, he is planning, and even the current plan of this Treasure Hall is still for Qinglanmen.

It's all for others, of course, this is for himself, for his senior brother: Du Junlan's father also used to be in charge of the sect, and now he and his senior brother can't go back to Yunkong Mountain, so they have to find a place to stay.

"For the sake of senior brother, in fact, it is still for myself!"

Ling Xiaoye suddenly said a sentence in his mind, and then he suppressed his thoughts, and according to the method that Qin Ruoli had taught him, he recalled the battles in the past few days, and carefully understood the gains in them.

Time passed in a flash, and the sunlight above Lingyuan Lake had dimmed, making it even darker.

"Haha, master, I have broken through a small realm!" a voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence here.

All the disciples opened their eyes one after another, looking at the disciple who spoke, their eyes full of envy.

Ling Xiaoye stood up, with a smile on his face, and said, "Okay, go back and follow Li Jiwei to receive the reward." He looked around and saw that the herbs had been dug up to the point where he could barely read, and then he commanded loudly: "Now everyone come out of here with me, and go outside to do something." As for this place, I will arrange for everyone to come here to cultivate when the time comes. ”

After hearing this, the disciples hurriedly got up, waiting for Ling Xiaoye's next instructions, Ling Xiaoye said a few words to Master Ruochen with his divine thoughts, and then took the disciples and returned the same way. On the way, Ling Xiaoye asked the dozen or so disciples to remember these routes and draw a topographic map when they returned.

It took them three full hours to get out of the winding path.

Ling Xiaoye led his disciples to a low hillside half a mile south of this exit. Ling asked his disciples to go to the ground,

"Now, there's one more task to do. Ling Xiaoye glanced at these disciples and continued, "This place is in a good location, right opposite that entrance. Now all you have to do is to give me this place, a simple place to live, no matter what method you use!"

Although the disciples didn't know what this head wanted to do, they didn't dare to ask, so they could only be obedient. At this time, it was already night, and it was pitch black, and I saw these disciples take out their weapons and use their exercises and martial arts to repair this small hillside.

After all, the cultivation of the disciples is not low, and when they reach the Wheel of Life realm, they can cast intermediate spells and martial arts. Therefore, the top of the hill was neatly cut off a small half, revealing a flat land with a radius of fifty zhang.

This was not enough, the disciples flew up one by one, and then fell suddenly, ramming the soil of the flat ground tightly.

It took two or three hours for a dozen people to finally press the flat land tightly to prevent the soil from being washed away by the water when it rained. Then the disciples went to find some wood and began to build a simple house.

This is much simpler, anyway, the disciples of Qinglanmen can easily break a half-zhang thick tree, and the other disciples will do a little brief treatment of the big tree, and after a few strokes, they will take out the main trunk of the big tree and use it to build a house.

However, this is only a prototype of a house, and the roof still has to be built with materials.

In the busy figures of the disciples, Ling Xiaoye had been meditating nearby, recalling his feelings these days. It wasn't until a disciple came to call him that he came back to his senses from meditation.

Ling checked the rudiments of these wooden houses and nodded, although they were not so good-looking, they were okay.

So he said: "This task has been done well, it just happens that the sky is about to dawn, we will meet Qinglanmen first." ”

With that, Ling Xiaoye jumped and flew away, and the disciples followed, flying back in the direction of Qinglan Gate.

The Beilong Mountain Range and the high mountains of Qinglanmen are not far from each other, Ling Xiaoye can reach it within half an hour by flying with all his might. But the speed of the disciples behind him was not fast, and in the end, it took nearly an hour and a half to reach the foot of the Qinglan Gate.

As soon as Ling Xiaoye flew to the martial arts arena of the sect, he found that someone was fighting. He hurriedly swept it with his divine thoughts, and found several unfamiliar breaths!

"Someone is seeking revenge?"