A spirit grass shaped like a vine was carefully planted in the shade of Qingyan Mountain.

This ghost grass was a seedling that Wei Shan had found from Fan Yun Mountain, packed it in a jade box, and brought it in his arms.

In order to avoid his soul possession leg spiritual art, there is no blade of grass that can be relied on.

Carefully serving the ghost grass, the spirit trick in Wei Shan's hand slowly dissipated, and a mist also dissipated at his fingertips, and he touched the sand on Qingyan Mountain again, and frowned unconsciously.

According to the record in the "Liu's Grass Classic" he bought last night, although the spirit grass like a vine should be loose and breathable, it should also absorb fertility.

The soil quality on Qingyan Mountain, if it weren't for the second-grade spiritual veins below, I am afraid that even ordinary grass species would not be able to survive, let alone planting first-grade spiritual grass.

is also a spirit animal like a rock sheep, and eating weeds mixed with soil and stones can also support a full stomach, plus Mei Pozi gets some other forage to add food, which is enough.

But if that's all it takes, how can it grow so fast that it can be used for him to cast spells?

"It's a pity that in this grass scripture, there is only a record of a one-product rain and fog technique, and there is a little outline of planting and picking spirit grass, but there is not much to say about how to improve soil quality......

Wei Shan was a little helpless, but he could get a copy of the entry-level spell from it, and he had a lot of knowledge about spiritual plants.

This "Liu's Grass Sutra" is only ranked as a first-grade jade slip, and the asking price is two second-grade spirit stones, which is also considered to be good and cheap.

After thinking about it, Wei Shan turned around and sneaked to the big cave in the back mountain where the rock sheep lived, where there were a lot of feces discharged by spirit beasts.

Take a little bit and use it to fertilize the field and moisten the soil, which can be regarded as a suitable use.

On Qingyan Mountain, several people have been safe and sound, but Weishan accidentally found out again, the person in charge of patrolling the mountain guards, called Li Erlang, is now also out of nowhere.

It's just that Ge Laohan'er, who is a deacon, is like this, and everyone else turns a blind eye.

Wei Shan was only wary of him, secretly cultivating with all his minds, leaving the mortal world behind.

"If you have an organic fate and a heart, you can achieve something even if you have poor talent."

"If I leave in the future, you will also have a foundation for your life!"

Old man Ge looked at Weishan from a distance and looked for a reason, left Qingyan Mountain, and saw that he was now settled again, not as restless as when he first came to Xuanshi County,

couldn't help grinning, and his face was a little relieved,

After a while, he also withdrew from Qingyan Mountain, but he did not go to Cunxian City, but only went to a secluded and uninhabited place.

Dongji New State, although it was initially opened, but it was not under the control of the Immortal Dynasty before.

This place has long been inhabited, although it is not dense,

But where there is a water source in the mountains and wilderness, there is a home.

Nowadays, Weishan can be regarded as walking around Qingyan Mountain, with a total of large and small water sources, 14 places,

There are winding rivers, and there are small stone wells in the deep mountains,

After spending more than half a month like this, he accumulated enough spiritual energy in his body to break through the four layers of qi training.

"The matter of cultivation, the more difficult it will be, but I am upside down," he secretly smacked his lips, in addition to joy in his heart, he also faintly feared, "In a few months, I broke two layers in a row, and with my talent, it can be regarded as a god......

"If someone else knows...... I'm afraid that even the young master of the Fan family will come to ask! ”

Thinking of this, Wei Shan shuddered,

He squeezed the stone bead in his hand tightly, and thought about it again, thinking that if he accumulated enough spirit stones in the future, he should always match this stone bead with a golden lock jade box spirit weapon.

If it is made small and compact, it will be hung close to the chest to be considered stable.

It's best to be able to release aura inside, so that you can't easily see the flaws in them when you cover each other like this!

But if this is the case, there must be a spirit stone to open the way......

Wei Shan thought about it all the times, and finally fell on the final level, so he had to sigh helplessly,

"Spirit stones, spirit stones, as a cultivator in the Fan family, how many spirit stones can you earn!"

After all, what is the use of being a slave for a human being?

Spiritual skills, or various immortal cultivation techniques, the Fan family is still looser, but they really don't give this thing a spirit stone!

Wei Shan gritted his teeth secretly, if it weren't for the fact that his life was not in his hands at that time, he would not be sincere in being this minion, so naturally he also felt a little resentful in his heart.

But as soon as the Blood Soul card was established, he couldn't think of a better way now.

I had to sigh bitterly again, and even the good mood that had just broken through the fourth layer of qi training was mostly gone.

Lying on the edge of an old well deep in the mountains, he looked up through the dense treetops and looked at the sky in the distance.

The blue sky is white and white, but there is a little bit of black smoke drifting,

It's not like a good thing, but it's like ashes, with a smell of resentment......

"What's that?!"

Wei Shan's heart tightened, and he turned to look in the direction of Qingyan Mountain, and saw that it was still quiet, and he didn't light any wolf smoke for help, but he was also slightly relaxed.

And the source of that evil qi is also very clear,

It was a village, and a seven or eight-year-old girl was tied to the fire, and most of it had been burned alive......

For the sake of it, it is a man of God in the clouds, who has come here to beg for human sacrifice!

Human life has been lost,

Wei Shan didn't have the ability to reverse life and death, so he could only watch silently from a distance, and only heard a few loud prayers from the villagers along the wind.

"Erlang Zhenjun, the saint crosses the people, the bank of the nine secluded places, the mouth of the Guan River......"

Finally, there are all kinds of animal sacrifices, which cost a lot of money before they can be counted.

The man of God came and went in the mist, and he did not really receive any meat, but only walked on the altar once in pretense, and then withdrew from the mist.

Before leaving, he also left a message, saying that he would come back in seven days!

Wei Shan looked at the group of villagers pounding their heads like garlic, and he really felt like a world away.

Five or six years ago, he was also like this group of villagers, kowtowing to the immortal masters of the Ming Huang Sect and bowing down, calling him an immortal.

Now it seems to have changed the way of life.

The clouds and mist gradually dissipated in the mountains, and the gods in the fog seemed to disappear without a trace, but Wei Shan stood farther away, but saw a person come out of the clouds and mist, and burrow into the dense mountain forest.

He knew the man's appearance,

Jiro Makoto...... Li Erlang?!

With a cold snort, Wei Shan walked quietly, and he was also familiar with the mountains and forests here, so he copied a path after a short time, hid behind a thick willow, and silently waited for Li Erlang to come.

The other party's cultivation is only three layers of Qi cultivation, and he is even weaker than him.

It is the cultivator who watered the spiritual field in the Fan Jiayun Middle Court, but now it seems that there is also a bit of creation.

The surroundings are secluded and speechless, and there is no birdsong and wind,

Waiting for Li Erlang to hurriedly walk through the narrow mountain road, Wei Shan suddenly shouted, and a thunderbolt appeared in his hand.

"You Erlang, you're in trouble!"

"Lei Yuan Forbidden Hand", the first type of thunder shock, suddenly pressed on this vest, only to make him tremble, almost fainting!

Wei Shan decisively made up for it, just like when he killed a pig, and slammed it down on the neck,

Not long after, Li Erlang passed out.