Chapter 58 The Underground Lord is second-class, and the government is opened
Yangjian, Ding Garden.
The peach blossoms on the human face are red.
At the foot of the mountain, a layer of mist fills the air, and the sun rises in the east, and the morning glow falls, and the mist is covered with red.
The human-faced peach on the peach tree opened its sleepy eyes.
Tang Ping sat cross-legged under the tree, his eyebrows spreading.
The air rotation in the vicinity can be seen clearly.
"Yuan Liu!"
"The subordinates are here!"
Wow!
An ape sprang out and spoke.
"The ground qi on the right side of the spiritual field is a little thin, you use spiritual water to irrigate it."
"Mu Li! There are insects in the third peach tree in the right row, and I will find out later. ”
Tang Ping told a tree man with red skin and willow hair.
"Yes!"
A new day begins, and everyone mobilizes.
This ape, who generally uses the wood method with the mandrill mandrill, is a member of the Yuan family, and works as a coolie here, which also means proton.
Judging from Yuan Liu's treatment, the Yuan family's status seems to have declined.
Soon, Yuan Liu's life was restored.
"Let's rest first." Tang Ping asked, "You are the second son in the family, who is your brother?" Is my brother more talented than you? ”
The family of the mountain mandarin and the sun really doesn't know a little bit about it.
"The elder brother is the patriarch Yuan Hong, he is extremely talented, born with gods, his eyes are yin and yang, and he has the water system supernatural powers of his ancestors."
Speaking of Yuan Hong, Yuan Liu's face was also proud, and he vaguely remembered his brother's promise to save him.
"I see."
Tang Ping is calm on the surface, but there are already waves in his heart.
Ape, Yuan Hong...... He was in the age of barbarism, when the Three Realms had not been established, and people and gods were mixed.
Many mythical powerhouses have not yet emerged.
Although the name Yuan Hong is not famous, it is also a figure with a head and a face.
I didn't expect to be bumped into by myself.
"You stay at ease, don't be in a hurry, and don't show any tricks, you will have a chance to go out in the future."
Tang Ping said to Yuan Liu.
At this moment, a maid approached.
"The war is tight, Zongzi and Bixian have an order, hand over eight pairs of elixirs a month, and the materials will give you the amount of twelve pairs, and the excess will be self-replenished."
“…… Be. Tang Ping was expressionless, and scolded in his heart.
I lied that I could make ten pairs a month, and the success rate was sixty percent.
This guy directly took eighty percent of the output, and the materials given according to the success rate were not enough, obviously trying to make himself a loss-making business.
These two people have murderous personalities, they only look at the return, not the pay, and they can't be coaxed like Zuo Zongzi.
For the sake of the intelligence of the yang world and Yuan Hong, Tang Ping still endured it.
Sooner or later, one day we will find the field back.
See how long you can hold on.
When the sun went down, he went back to the underworld.
Underworld.
The blood moon is eternal, and the blood light spreads over the underworld.
Under the faint mist, the mountains are like a silent beast.
The mountains are lush with vegetation and seem to be protected by ghosts and gods.
At the top of the mountain is a sea of flowers.
In the middle of the sea of flowers is a stone house.
The door of the room was open, and there was an old ape inside, whose soul was dim, as if it had a lamp and candle flickering on and off.
Call!
The old ape let out a sigh of relief and stopped absorbing the essence of the plants and trees.
"Hey, no, you can hide it for as long as you can."
Mandrill thought to himself.
His lifespan is coming to an end, but fortunately, there is a Muyin formation on the mountain, and other forces can't come up and can't find it.
At present, Xiong Ying has broken through the late stage of the soul.
This ghost has been on the mountain for more than 30 years, and he still has a lifespan of more than 40 years, plus the resources of Lumu Ridge, he can probably break through the wandering god.
Or the ghost passed on to the Yuan family, the ghost of the Yuan family is the highest cultivation in the early stage of the evil soul, Xiong Ying has a loyal personality, and it is not bad for him to assist the Yuan family.
Mandrill was hesitating.
At the foot of the mountain, a figure emerges from the ground.
It was Tang Ping, and the nearby formation had no effect on him.
At this time, he conjured up a black and white yin and yang pattern, and Zhangba's body was wrapped around a Huangquan Jiaolong.
Fierce and majestic, the law is awe-inspiring.
Everywhere you go, the plants and trees automatically separate.
The Yin Earth has extended to the foot of the mountain, so the formation can't have any impact on himself, plus the Mu Zheng formation has a deep attainment, even if there is no underground master, he can easily come up.
Soon, he came to the top of the mountain.
Shan Xiaosuo felt something, pushed it away and walked out of the house, and saw the law in front of him at a glance, which seemed to be somewhat familiar.
"Mandrill, long time no see." Tang Ping said with a smile, he didn't hide his cultivation at the moment, and he could see through it at a glance.
"You...... When. Shan Xiaosu's face changed, and he couldn't imagine that he had been deceived for so long.
"Let's talk about it first, you old man will play tricks first." Tang Ping stated in advance, "Guess who I saw in the Yang Wu family? ”
"Who?"
"Your Yuan family's proton ......," Tang Ping briefly described, "It doesn't seem to be doing very well." ”
Shan Xiaosu seemed to have known for a long time, and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Tang for taking care of you, Xiong Ying should be your subordinate, right?" ”
Speaking of which, the old mandrill couldn't hold his face, and he was indeed playing tricks on himself.
"Now you're here, isn't it ......?"
"Don't worry, don't seek revenge, hide so deeply, there is no need to expose it, let you know now, it is also a proof of my sincerity, and it is also a trust in our friendship for decades."
Tang Ping said something about it.
Lumuling was inherited by Xiong Ying, commanding the Yuan clan in the underworld, and also taking care of the yang world.
Guarantee the foundation of the yang and the underworld.
"What about you? What do you want? "Shan Xiaosu is a little curious, doesn't Tang Ping take advantage of this matter?
"Of course there are benefits, theoretically the entire Green Wood Ridge is all mine, of course, I am not as wanton as Wu to suppress and demand, besides, with my ability, I can't look down on this bit of family business......"
With that, Tang Ping pointed down the mountain.
Puzzled, the mandrill looked in the direction of his finger.
In an instant, you will never forget a scene.
With the banyan tree as the center, a circle with a diameter of 644 zhang, nearly 5,000 acres of land, any corner, any tree grows colorful flowers and is covered with flowers.
Thousands of acres of flowers are truly spectacular.
Fortunately, they are all open on the yin soil, and Tang Ping can cover them all with a formation, and outsiders can't see it.
The scene is beautiful and incredible.
It's a pity that there is an old man next to him.
The sea of flowers flashes away, blooms and then withers, only in a moment.
But it made Shanxiao feel the supreme power.
This is the power of the Great Psychic Person.
A thought of flowers blooms, a thought of flowers thanks.
At least in the realm of day travel, as a person who is good at planting, he is naturally familiar with this.
"How did you do that?"
The mountain mandrill was shocked, how could the wandering god do it? Could it be the reincarnation of a great power?
"Taiyi loves it."
Tang Ping smiled faintly, full of style.
After revealing this hand, the mandrill was completely convinced.
"The old man still has ten years to live, and I will hand it over to you in the future."
Shanxiao is a little lonely, but the Yang family has someone to support, which is also a gratifying thing.
"I won't live up to you."
One is a decades-long friendship, and the other is also for Yuan Hong.
The state of Chu cannot rely on its own support, in addition to the forces of the underworld, the yang world must also be supported by the Yiren family.
Return to the banyan tree.
Tang Ping took out the jade medicine and took it to cultivate.
He didn't expose the jade medicine, and the ability to expose it was a lower-grade ginger medicine, and the yield was also half falsely reported.
Before practicing.
"Zhang Qi!"
"The subordinates are here!"
"In the future, the Yin Land will be led by you, and if there is no major event, don't come to report. You cooperate with the earth python and plant whatever you want. ”
Underwater palace.
"Little Qing Pavilion Chief!"
"Quack."
"I don't have high requirements for you, so I will train to become a human form early."
"Quack!"
The frog spun around in place and put the ruffled hat on his head, imitating the stern expression of the soldier.
Thereafter.
Tang Ping conducts a retreat.
The third year of retreat.
The war between Chu and Qu ended.
Half of the ghost soldiers were killed, but more than half were replenished.
Zhang Cong was killed in battle, Mu Huanu of the Tree People Clan, and Yu Halberd of the Unicorn Clan were killed in battle.
The underworld used the mountain and grass to supplement the three soul combat powers.
The number of Spirits has reached thirteen.
Zhang Qi's father and son reunited and worked together under the banyan tree.
Mu Hua Nu and Yu Halberd went to the waterhole to guard.
Ten years in retreat.
The mandrill died of old age, and it was kept secret.
Thirty-one years.
Rumble!
A pillar of golden light, invisible to all beings, soared into the sky.
The words on it changed when the words on it were suspended in the void.
Underground Lord Second Class! Mid-Wandering God!
Pact (not opened)!
A line of information came.
Tang Ping said secretly: "It's a few years faster than I imagined, and I can open a mansion and build a tooth." ”
After decades of retreat, I finally had a good harvest.