Yan Country, Green Bee Mountain.

There are a large number of spiritual trees planted here, which belong to the Blood Demon Gate.

More than twenty disciples of the Blood Demon Sect fell in a pool of blood, there was a pile of white bones, and there were dozens of large pits on the ground, and Wang Qingshan and the others were cutting down the spirit wood.

There is a cyan attic on the mountainside, and in a certain room, Wang Changsheng sits cross-legged on a futon.

A ban had been placed inside the house, and the Soul Eater Golden Cicada was chasing dozens of black ghosts.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect raised a lot of ghost things, and Wang Changsheng found that the Soul Devouring Golden Cicada preferred to devour ghost things, and the ghost things themselves also liked to devour the spirits of demon beasts or immortal cultivators, and one ghost would be worth ten second-order demon beast spirits.

After devouring a large number of demon beast spirits and ghosts, the Soul Devouring Golden Cicada is now a second-order mid-grade, and its size has increased a lot.

Wang Changsheng's body surface was filled with a large number of blue arcs, and the ghosts didn't dare to approach Wang Changsheng at all.

The Soul Devouring Golden Cicada was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and dozens of ghosts did not escape its clutches, and were devoured by it one by one.

After devouring all the ghosts, the Soul Eater Golden Cicada flew back to Wang Changsheng's side.

The higher its level, the more divine consciousness it feeds back to Wang Changsheng, but at present, it has not provided much divine consciousness to Wang Changsheng, and mosquito meat is also meat, which is better than nothing.

Wang Changsheng took the Soul Devouring Golden Cicada back from the Spirit Beast Bead, lifted the prohibition and walked out.

There are a large number of spiritual trees planted in the whole mountain, the lowest year is more than ten years, and the highest year is more than three hundred years.

Wang Qingshan drove a cyan giant sword to cut down the spirit wood.

Some spirit trees are easy to cut down, but some spirit trees are very hard, and ordinary magic weapons chop on them, leaving only faint white marks.

Wang Qingjun drove three red flying knives and slashed at a cyan spirit tree that was thick for two people, leaving a few shallow white marks.

A large piece of golden ants flew in, landed on the cyan spirit wood, and frantically gnawed on the cyan spirit wood.

It didn't take long for a circle of holes to appear on the surface of the cyan spirit wood.

Wang Qingjun turned around and saw Wang Changsheng walking towards him.

"Uncle Nine!"

Wang Changsheng nodded with a smile and said, "Cut down the spirit wood as soon as possible and rush to the next place." ”

"Yes, Uncle Nine. ”

Wang Changsheng released all the gold-swallowing ants to assist Wang Qingjun and the others in cutting down the spirit wood, if they cut it by themselves, they wouldn't be able to cut it all in half a month, a spirit tree was too big to fit the whole plant into a storage bag, even if it was cut into small pieces, a storage bag would hold at most a spirit tree.

With Wang Changsheng's help, they cut down much faster.

Wang Changsheng felt that their speed was too slow, so he simply sacrificed the Nine Songs Divine Sand, turned it into a yellow long knife, and cut all the spirit trees into multiple pieces, and let them put them in a storage bag.

Because the number of spirit trees is too much, the storage bags on Wang Qingshan and the others only contain one-seventh, and the remaining more than 900 spirit trees, thousands of gold-swallowing ants open their bellies to eat, three days and three nights can not be eaten, a fire burned, Wang Changsheng is reluctant, this batch of spirit wood is used to refine puppet beasts, enough for the Wang family for decades.

"You go first and wait for me outside the mountains. ”

Wang Qingshan and the others didn't dare to slack off, and the imperial weapon flew towards the sky and left.

Wang Changsheng released the double-pupil rat, pointed to the mountain of spiritual trees and ordered: "You go to dig a big pit in the ground and hide this batch of spiritual trees." ”

He planned to hide this batch of spirit trees first, and then come back to retrieve them later.

The surface of the double-pupiled rat lit up with a burst of yellow light, and it disappeared into the ground.

On a peak on the periphery of the mountain range, Wang Qingshan and others stood on the top of the mountain.

"Seventh brother, why did you say that Uncle Nine broke us up?"

Wang Qingjun asked.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, Uncle Nine must have his deep meaning when he does this. ”

Wang Qingshan explained, looking at the disciples of Bailingmen.

The disciples of Bailingmen followed Wang Changsheng and acted together, and they also got a lot of benefits, but after all, they were outsiders, and there were some things that they couldn't let them know.

It didn't take long for a huge white cloud to fly over carrying Wang Changsheng.

"Let's go! Let's go to the next place. ”

After everyone stood on top of the white clouds, Wang Changsheng drove the clouds and flew into the distance.

Northern Xinjiang, Huofeng Mountains.

In a quiet courtyard, Wang Mingren and seven of his classmates were drinking tea and chatting.

"Thank you for your face, little sister Ximen Feng replaced wine with tea, toast everyone. ”

A woman in red with delicate facial features raised her teacup and drank it all.

The woman in red is wearing a red skirt, her skin is snow-white, her figure is angry, and the towering twin peaks on her chest are almost torn out, which makes people reverie.

She is Ximen Feng, who has the cultivation of seven layers of foundation.

"Senior Sister Ximen laughed, we are the same family, it is right for you to celebrate your birthday, this four-hundred-year-old Huoyun Lingzhi is a part of my brother's heart, Senior Sister Ximen should not dislike it. ”

A handsome young man in a green shirt with a jade-complexion took out a red wooden box and handed it to Ximen Feng.

The young man in the green shirt is surnamed Li Mingdeqing, who has the cultivation of the eighth layer of the foundation, and is the hardcore suitor of Ximen Feng.

"Senior Sister Ximen, this jade phoenix hairpin is given to you, a high-grade magic weapon, both offensive and defensive, please don't dislike it. ”

Wang Mingren took out a red jade box and handed it to Ximen Feng.

Others also gave gifts, and Ximen Feng thanked him and accepted them all.

"Thank you for your gifts, we should have more contacts in the future. ”

Ximen Feng invited six people, each of whom had a cultivation of more than seven layers of foundation, they were all elite disciples, and there was a great chance of getting married in the future, especially Wang Mingren.

According to Ximen Feng's knowledge, Wang Mingren's master is an elder of the Taiyi Xianmen Deacon Palace, and he has a wide range of contacts.

"What Senior Sister Ximen said is that we are the same family, so we should have more contacts. ”

Wang Mingren smiled and nodded, he learned a lot from Xu Zihua, especially dealing with people, he has his own unique set.

Wealthy couples, couples are not only Taoist couples, but also relatives and friends, make a few more friends, as long as there is a friend who can help him, he will be inexhaustible, this is Xu Zihua's teaching to Wang Mingren.

A rapid scream came from Wang Mingren's arms, he took out the communication disk, and entered a legal decision, and when it arrived, the man's voice suddenly sounded: "Senior nephew Wang, what are you doing!"

"Back to Uncle Meng's words, the disciple is a guest at the Ximen Senior Sister's Mansion, what does Uncle Meng command?"

Wang Mingren recognized that this was Meng Tianzheng's voice.

"I'll come to the old man's house later, and I'll tell you something. ”

"Yes, Uncle Meng. ”

Wang Mingren put away the summons plate and found that everyone was looking at him with envious eyes.

The rudder of Northern Xinjiang is divided, and there is only one monk surnamed Meng, Meng Tianzheng, who is the head of the Taiyi Five Masters, and has a great chance of advancing to the Yuan infant stage.

It seems that Wang Mingren is very favored by Meng Tianzheng and has a bright future.

"Senior Brother Wang, since Uncle Meng has something to look for you, you should go first! Don't let Uncle Meng wait for a long time, let's meet again next time." ”

Ximen Feng smiled sweetly and said knowingly.

"Then I'll go first, I'm really sorry, I'll invite you back next time. ”

Wang Mingren clasped his fists at everyone, toasted a cup of tea, and turned to leave.

"Uncle Meng has a very good relationship with Senior Brother Wang, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before Senior Brother Wang advances to the Dan stage. ”

Ximen Fengjing's eyes rolled and said with a smile.

"He is only the seventh layer of the foundation, and I am already the eighth layer of the foundation, and I will definitely be able to enter the Yudan stage before him. ”

Li Deqing said with confidence, if it weren't for Jin Yanzong's sudden merger into the Taiyi Immortal Sect, his previous hard-earned contribution points would have come to naught, and he would probably have entered the Yudan period long ago.

"Then the little sister congratulated Senior Brother Li in advance. ”

Ximen Feng smiled lightly, picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Li Deqing did not slack off and returned a toast.

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Chapter 531: Ximen Feng