Pick the spirit peach, bite down, the peach flesh melts in the mouth, and the sweet peach juice goes straight down the throat, and the rich vitality rushes straight to the internal organs.

It is somewhat similar to the spiritual milk, the spiritual power is extremely strong, but the focus is not the same, the spiritual milk is more focused on the latter two in the spirit spirit, and the spiritual peach is more focused on the first two.

Eat the whole spirit peach, keep the peach pit, and Xu Wen transported the Kunpeng Easy Trick.

The absorption speed of the spirit fruit is extremely fast, but it absorbs all the spiritual power in one day, which is about a month or so of mana.

It took about ten days to trigger the spirit peach, which can save about a month.

In a year, it can increase mana for about half a year.

The higher the realm, the slower the cultivation ascension, and it is already quite amazing to have this kind of increase, and it is not in vain that Xu Wen spent so much time improving the level of the Spirit Planter.

From this day on, Xu Wen's rhythm of life became extremely stable again.

Cultivating, urging spiritual peaches, going home to accompany the old parents, occasionally tending to the flowers and plants, time is slowly passed step by step in this steady and unchanging rhythm.

Five years later, on this day, Xu Wen was cultivating in Black Cliff Mountain, and suddenly his eyes turned and he looked north.

The body flashed, and it had disappeared in place.

In the mountains where Lu Zhen's mother and son were chased and killed, a young man in a yellow robe was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and a pitch-black pagoda was hovering above his head.

In the distance, hundreds of soldiers were standing in formation, and looking at their tenacious expressions, they would not blink their eyes even if they were equipped with swords and axes, and they were the most elite soldiers in a hundred battles.

The three generals were a little anxious, pacing back and forth uncertainly.

The situation in the rear was unclear, but the leader King Ming insisted on coming here, and they were anxious and puzzled.

However, the Ming King was extremely majestic, and although they had ten thousand objections in their hearts, they could only obey.

The next moment, everyone suddenly felt that there was a flower in front of them, and King Ming, who was originally sitting there upright, suddenly disappeared.

"Up!"

A cold sweat came from under his forehead, and the leader suddenly drew his long sword and shouted angrily.

But what made him a little strange was that he knew he was drinking, but no sound reached his ears.

I wanted to turn back and command the soldiers, but I felt that my body couldn't move, not even my eyes could move half a minute.

On the other side, Zhang Zhiming suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and the Ghost Town Tower suddenly flew into the void and disappeared.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that the only one who could really command this unruly ghost tower was that immortal master.

"Disturbing the immortal master Qing Xiu, Zhiyuan's crime deserves death!"

Kneeling on the ground, Zhang Zhiming respectfully saluted into the air three times.

Even if you are the king of Ming, there is no doubt that he will enter and exit the majesty and the emperor, but he did not hesitate at this moment.

The more he grasped the supreme power, the closer he got to the truth of this world, the more he understood how ridiculous the so-called supreme imperial power was.

The real controller of this world has never been their so-called emperors, but the cultivators of the Divine Dragon.

Ignoring him, Xu Wen was checking the Town Ghost Tower, which he hadn't seen for several years.

The body of the tower on the first floor has been completely repaired, and there are still thousands of ghost creatures in the tower who are cultivating day and night, and occasionally there are ghost creatures condensing into a law, and they immediately see a flash of brilliance and fly to the second layer.

This is the biggest reason why Xu Wen put the Ghost Town Tower next to Zhang Zhiming and followed him to fight.

Although there are 10,000 ghost pools, the efficiency of catching ghosts is too low, and I don't know when and when to gather enough ghosts.

Although he is not in a hurry, there will inevitably be a large number of ghosts in the human catastrophe, and if it is not included in the ghost tower, it will disturb the mortal world, so it is better to use the waste and use it to repair the ghost tower.

Looking at it now, the effect is very good, only two or three thousand ghost things are missing, and the ghost town tower on the first floor can be filled.

The second layer of the tower is also about to be completely repaired, and there are only one or two hundred ghosts missing, but in fact, the difference is not big.

It's just that there are still few ghosts in the tower, and there are only about twenty ghosts who look very good and are expected to advance to the second order in cultivation.

The cultivation of ghosts is also divided into qualifications, some high and some low.

Some people are stupid when they are alive, and even more stupid when they die, and they can't cultivate even if they become ghosts.

Some ghosts have quite a lot of cultivation qualifications, so the evil ghosts didn't fill them in the tower and allowed them to cultivate in the ghost suppression tower.

As for the third and fourth layers, it is basically impossible for ordinary wars to involve ghosts at this level, and there is no way to supplement them.

I want to wait for ordinary ghosts to go from refining qi to building a foundation, and I don't know what year or month.

However, these two layers require fewer ghosts, and if you can establish the corresponding Ten Thousand Ghost Yin Pool, it is enough to replenish yourself, and you don't need to rely on external forces.

"Don't come out to see me yet!"

With a gentle tap on the tower, the evil ghost that he hadn't seen for several years reluctantly appeared.

In these years of dissolute life, his expression has improved a lot, and the Buddha part of his face has actually decreased a little, adding a little bit of the hideousness of a demon.

Seeing Xu Wen, the owner, remembering the life that pigs and dogs were not as good as before, he was afraid and helpless.

If he could, he would rather not see this master for the rest of his life.

However, he couldn't resist Xu Wen's summons from the Great Demon King, so he could only show up obediently.

When handing over the Ghost Town Tower to Zhang Zhiming, Xu Wen ordered the evil ghosts to record important things.

The brilliance of the Dao Photography Technique flashed, and Xu Wen began to watch the record of the evil ghost.

There are not many, maybe for Zhang Zhiming, every year, every month, or even every day is full of dangers and difficulties, but for the evil ghosts in the foundation building period, those things are basically a piece of cake and not worth mentioning.

The early demons recorded only one thing, three years earlier, Zhang Zhiming's growing power had led to the defeat of an uncle who claimed to be emperor, and finally besieged the other party's capital.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, three Buddhist disciples came to assassinate them.

However, the other party was only cultivating in the late stage of qi refining, and he was easily slapped to death by the evil ghost.

The recent record is much more, Zhang Zhiming has defeated the three-way anti-king in a row, and is competing with the most powerful Wei Wang for the southern land of the hidden country.

Originally, he had the upper hand, but in recent months, the other party suddenly received strong assistance, and two monks joined the other side with a dozen disciples.

More than a dozen disciples were also returned, and Zhang Zhiming also collected some strange people here, who could cope with it.

But the two monks were extremely difficult to deal with, each holding a very mysterious Zen staff, which could release two extremely mysterious Buddha lights, and the evil ghost personally shot several times, but failed to kill the other party.

However, the other party had no choice but to have Zhang Zhiming, who was supported by evil ghosts, and the two sides were at a stalemate all of a sudden.

Xu Wen knew that this was the reason why Zhang Zhiming came here.

Coming out, Xu Wen slowly walked in front of the other party.

Seeing him, Zhang Zhiming was surprised and delighted, and immediately threw himself on the ground and made a big salute:

"I've seen the Immortal Master!"

"I know what you're asking for, but you know, I'll only help you three times!"

Looking at him, pointing at the evil ghost, Xu Wen said lightly:

"He counts once, if he makes a move this time, it will be the second time, then there is only one chance left!"

As an emperor, even the youngest of all the deer chasers, Zhang Zhiming's mind is far better than ordinary people.

Before setting off to find Xu Wen, he had already thought through all aspects of the matter, before and after, and figured it out.

Without hesitation, he said heavily:

"The disciple understands, ask the immortal master to make a move!"

"Okay, there you go!"

Nodding, Xu Wen quietly disappeared.

Outside, the generals and sergeants who were anxiously about to explode suddenly found that Zhang Zhiming appeared in the same place again, and they themselves were suddenly able to move.

Without waiting for them to ask anything, Zhang Zhiming had already strode back, jumped on a strange horse with a mane and two horns on his head, raised his hand, and shouted:

"Let's go!"

The strange horse neighed, and rushed out first, and the mountains and forests and cliffs were like walking on the ground.

Hundreds of sergeants shouted, and they all rushed out, although they were running wildly with their bare feet, not much slower than the strange horses.

……

Qianguo, White Horse Temple, here was the place where Buddhism flourished when the previous emperor, and when the emperor called the emperor, it was built in a big way.

Within a radius of thirty or forty miles are splendid temples and Buddha halls, just like a Buddha country on the ground.

King Wei and Zhang Zhiming fought repeatedly, and were defeated by Zhang Zhiming, until they retreated to the area of the White Horse Temple before slowly stabilizing their position.

The strange people on both sides came up with their own methods, and the originally rich and peaceful plain outside the White Horse Temple gradually turned into a bloody place.

In the White Horse Temple, the tallest and grandest hall, the Eternal Buddha Hall, a yellow-robed King Wei is kneeling respectfully in front of the tall statue of the Eternal Buddha.

Three big monks in red robes sat on both sides, and the monk who was obviously in the first place said clearly:

"Is the investigation clear, is the pseudo-king really not there?"

"After checking it out, it's sure it's not there, he must go to the one who supports him behind him!"

The monk on the right said sincerely.

"What about finding it?"

Snorted coldly disdainfully, the macaroni monk on the left said coldly:

"It's just a ghost cultivator who hides his head and tail, how can he be my opponent, if it weren't for the mystery of that ghost tower, I would have won that pseudo-king a long time ago!"

Tongming waved his hand and said lightly:

"After defeating the puppet king, we should also have some measures, this hidden country must be placed under the control of my Pure Land Sect!"

Saying this in front of King Wei, the three of them had no scruples, but the nominal master on the side, King Wei, didn't dare to say a word.

……

At noon, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle, and the men and horses of the king poured out of their nests and set up a huge formation on the fertile wilderness.

King Wei was dressed in yellow armor and a golden crown on his head, and he was the first to line up in front of the array.

Around him, a group of warrior monks with their right arms exposed, all with knotted muscles, firm eyes, and iron rods in their hands.

It is the foundation of King Wei's starting family, the warrior monk of the White Horse Temple.

Discovering the enemy's abnormal movements, King Ming's side also poured out.

When Zhang Zhiming, who had a divine light on his head, a sword in his hand, and a demon shelter, appeared, the team immediately burst into a sky-high shout:

"Appointed by the man of God, ordained to heaven!"

"Appointed by the man of God, ordained to heaven!"

"Appointed by the man of God, ordained to heaven!"

……

The huge shouts stirred up a huge cloud qi, and it actually formed a faint canopy above the Ming King's team, and the orbs were connected in strings and Yingluo, which immediately raised the morale to a higher level.

(End of chapter)