Chapter 25: The Spirited Meng Huo

Looking at Old Ghost Fang's back, Zhou Qiankun scratched his head.

In the excited emotions that Old Ghost Fang had just had, he felt that Old Ghost Fang seemed to really care about himself.

If you don't really care, you won't lose control of your emotions at all, and you even want to wake him up.

"Why is Old Ghost Fang so wrong today?"

Zhou Qiankun shook his head, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After Old Ghost Fang left the Dust and Desert Residence, he went straight to the Elixir Garden and found Elder Huang Juan.

He handed over the 10,000 spirit stones to Elder Huang Juan, and in Elder Fang's stunned expression, he said slowly: "In the future, the loss of Lin Qian's cultivation of elixirs every year will be deducted from this, if it is not enough, come to me again." ”

After being silent for a while, Elder Fang said solemnly, "Also, don't let him know the truth." ”

Elder Huang Juan looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect him to do this for a disciple.

Elder Huang Juan didn't understand Elder Fang a little and asked, "Why don't you accept him as a disciple?" You care about him. ”

Old Ghost Fang sighed and laughed at himself: "I'm old, I don't have the energy to teach my disciples anymore." ”

Subsequently, I was helpless in my heart, and this should be done as compensation for the psychological shadow caused to the child because of my own selfishness.

After all, a slap in the face is a lot of psychological trauma for an eighteen-year-old child.

After Elder Fang finished speaking, he was secretly sad and left alone.

The setting sun at dusk stretched his shadow, and a dead air spread through him.

Elder Huang Juan looked at his increasingly pale hair, and only sighed regretfully.

The high-spirited Elder Fang back then was finally defeated by the years.

Dusty and deserted, seeing that there was no one around, and the surroundings were very safe, Zhou Qiankun couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.

Taking out the ancestral jade pendant, Zhou Qiankun moved his mind and entered the Shenxi Spirit Garden.

Shenxi Spiritual Garden occupies a hundred feet of space, full of spiritual energy, and between breathing, it makes people feel refreshed and happy.

At the foot of the foot, there is a piece of spiritual land, which has a special vitality.

Zhou Qiankun circled a small area to plant Naling grass.

The seeds were planted and the magic happened.

Seeds that would have taken more than ten days to germinate have already shown signs of breaking through the ground.

Looking at this growth rate, it only takes one month for this batch of Naling grass to mature.

Harvesting twelve times a year, Zhou Qiankun's eyes were blinded by money, as if he had seen a steady stream of spirit stones rushing towards him.

Thinking of this scene, the corners of Zhou Qiankun's mouth couldn't help but drool.

"With the Shenxi Spiritual Garden, I don't have to fight desperately for resources like everyone else."

Zhou Qiankun smiled, and couldn't wait to see the Naling grass ripen.

Then, Zhou Qiankun set his eyes on the corpses of the four spirit sea demon beasts in the spirit garden.

The flesh and blood of the Spirit Sea Demon Beast is a great supplement.

For immortal cultivators, taking it for a long time can greatly increase the power of qi and blood, making the physical body strong.

Zhou Qiankun moved the corpse of the demon beast to the courtyard and prepared to start enjoying the delicious food.

Especially the meat of Kun chicken, he couldn't help but drool.

At this moment, Meng Yu's spirit arrived.

Walking is awesome, as if in the sky and on the ground, I am the only one.

Looking at this little fat man, Zhou Qiankun's eyes narrowed slightly.

Meng Huo was accepted as a disciple by the Nine Elders of Taixuanmen before, Elder Mo, and he was helped, and his cultivation broke through to the peak of psychic, not to mention how proud he was at this moment.

Dare to pretend in front of yourself, though?

When Meng was angry, Zhou Qiankun grabbed it casually.

The little fat man felt Zhou Qiankun's move, and he was suddenly full of confidence.

"This seat is now at the peak of psychic, how can I be afraid of you?"

The little fat man raised the tomb robbery shovel in his hand and confidently called Zhou Qiankun.

Zhou Qiankun shook his head, this little fat man really didn't beat up, and he forgot who was the boss.

Unhurried, with a flick of his hand, he knocked his shovel several meters away.

Then, at a strange angle, grab his shoulders and lift him lightly to lift his feet off the ground.

What about psychic peaks? Easy to handle.

I thought that I had reached the peak of psychic, how could I pass two moves, but I didn't expect one move to be taken down, and the little fat man was shocked and called perverted.

Then he looked at his feet off the ground, like a little chicken was lifted, and the people passing by looked at it strangely, and the little fat man immediately felt dead.

"Brother Lin, let me down, my reputation is ruined!"

The little fat man begged bitterly, crying in his heart: I really met a natural enemy when I met this guy.

Zhou Qiankun put him down casually, and then asked: "Dead fat man, now that he is developed, when are you going to pay back?" ”

Meng Shu's eyes rolled, and he said to Zhou Qiankun sneakily: "Hehe, Brother Lin, I have been touching the door of the ancestral tomb of Taixuanmen recently, and I have already touched the door, among which the seven ancestors of Taixuanmen are buried, all of them are great monks of the Divine Mansion, and there are countless secret treasures inside, as long as they are dug out, let alone three million, even if it is thirty million, I can afford it!" ”

Then, the thief looked around, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping, he whispered: "But my strength is a little lacking, little brother, if you are willing to shoot with me, I guarantee that you will be caught." ”

Zhou Qiankun looked at Meng Shu with a dangerous gaze, and then let him know his "thoughts".

An over-the-shoulder fall, throwing a lump of fat on the ground.

The little fat man let out a pig-killing scream, followed by a punch and kick.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Qiankun was tired.

The little fat man shrank into a ball aggrievedly and looked at Zhou Qiankun pitifully.

Zhou Qiankun looked at him speechlessly, gritted his teeth and said, "Dead fatty, don't pull me if you want to die!" ”

At the same time, I have to admire that this guy is so bold, and even the ancestral tomb of Taixuanmen dares to remember!

The little fat man smiled awkwardly, "I have committed an occupational disease, and I promise not to dig the ancestral grave of Taixuanmen." ”

Zhou Qiankun glanced at him and didn't bother to care about him.

"Whatever you want, just remember to pay me back three million spirit stones anyway, if it is more than ten years, you will have to increase the interest."

The little fat man's whole body was stunned, and when he thought of the three million debts, his whole life became gloomy.

He smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that the trip to the Tianling Mountain Range in three years has to go. ”

Tianling Mountain?

Zhou Qiankun had such a place in his impression, and it was rumored that it was a primordial mountain range that had been sealed by the ten super forces of Great Chu, in order to ensure that the elixir in it could have enough time to grow, and to maintain the sustainable development of the Great Chu Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Tianling Mountain is open in the twentieth year, and there are many century-old elixirs growing during this period, and every time at this time, many sects will send disciples to compete for opportunities.

It was a real bloody killing, and people had to deal with not only dangerous monsters, but also dangers from people.

The little fat man's tone became firm: "When the time comes, I will apply to go, do a big ticket, and pay back the money when I finish it." ”

It is rumored that other sect monks received ginseng from it twenty years ago.

Zhou Qiankun's face seemed calm, and he was already preparing in his heart.

It is a matter of ten thousand divine tricks, and it cannot be disputed.