Wang Chong accompanied Zhu Hongsleeve in the 100,000 Mountains for a few days, and Zhu Hongsleeve didn't say that he was going out of the mountain, and Wang Chong naturally didn't mention it, anyway, he didn't have anything to do recently, except for worrying about the earth-based spiritual objects on Liang Shuyu's body, the only clue was still on Zhu Hongsleeve, where else to go?

Anyway, the col chosen by Vermilion Sleeves is also quite beautiful, and she has dug dozens of caves, and the place to live is also spacious.

Here is a daily retreat, and there are beauties to accompany you, what is not good?

On this day, Wang Chong was accompanying Zhu Hongsleeve to watch the snow scene, looking down from the Feihuang Cave, and he really felt the feeling of the appearance of the jade mountains.

In the distance, I can see two black lines, circling on the mountain in the distance, and the two rays of light are extremely slow, and they look like more than 100 miles in an hour.

Wang Chong hadn't seen such a slow retreat for a long time, and couldn't help laughing: "This is your neighbor?"

Zhu Hongsleeves lazily leaned on Wang Chong's shoulder and said: "There is a side door to cultivate, in order to avoid the enemy, he fled into the depths of the 100,000 mountains, and found a cave hundreds of miles away, these are the two boys under his door. I usually close the cave, and they don't know that I live here. ”

Wang Chong smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "I don't know what enemies he has provoked?"

Although the little thief demon was curious, he just thought about it in a flash, and he was not interested in inquiring about it.

After all, it's just a side cultivator, and even if there is any story, it has nothing to do with him.

Wang Chong looked at the two black lines and struggled with the wind in the sky, and after flying only a stick of incense, he had to fall down to rest, and after a while, he took off again, up and down, and worked hard.

I couldn't help but ask, "What are they doing?"

Vermilion sleeves replied, "Maybe it's picking medicine!"

Wang Chongxin said: "On such a cold mountain peak, is there any elixir produced?"

He is not very interested in elixir or anything, after all, there are thirty or forty spiritual fields of all sizes in his Lingxu gourd, the big one is more than 100 acres, and the small one is two or three acres, and he has planted many strange flowers and plants, precious elixirs.

Wang Chong's words changed sharply, and he said with a smile: "The red-sleeved people are in retreat in such a bitter and cold place, and the days are quite bitter, and I see that the tea I drink is not as good as it was back then." It just so happens that I have some spiritual tea here, which was given by a friend, and you let your witch cook it, how about drinking tea while the snow is in the snow?"

Wang Chong took a small gourd from the dragon moss golden scales, enough for two or three catties, and handed it to the witch who was waiting beside him.

Although Vermilion Sleeves travels, there are witches who accompany them, and their application is also extremely luxurious, but they are not content with pleasure, but they have lived like this since childhood and developed a habit.

So after leaving the Ten Thousand Demon Hall for a long time, the usage around her was naturally worse, and she didn't care much about it, and it was just over for a while.

Wang Chong took out the dragon moss golden scales, she glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing: "It's actually the spiritual tea produced in the southern soil, this thing is not easy to cultivate, and the Ten Thousand Demon Hall is rarely produced." ”

Wang Chong smiled and said, "I just need some dragon spirit beasts, where is it difficult?"

Zhu Hongsleeve smiled and said: "It's those dragon spirit beasts, which are often used by the laity to cook, so this tea is often raised to death." ”

Wang Chong coughed, his face was a little red, and he said in his heart: "The luxury and prosperity of the Taishang Demon Sect is really not comparable to my poor acidity. Those eight little dragons, I raised them are quite expensive, but if they are other people, they just kill and eat meat. ”

The witches cooked new tea, and the scarlet sleeves watched the little dragon meander and sip it all in one gulp, and there was no special appreciation, obviously such a spiritual tea was not worthy of her praise.

Wang Chong relied on these good things produced by Lingxu Dongtian to earn a lot of face in front of the Poison Dragon Temple, Li Xiang and others, but in front of Zhu Hongsleeve, he used the wrong force, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Zhu Hongsleeve and Wang Chong were drinking tea here, and they saw farther away, thousands of miles away, there were several rays of light moving, and there was a black cloud tumbling and rolling, I don't know who was fighting.

The two boys had poor eyesight, and they had not seen such a scene, and they were still trying to collect medicine, but a ray of light flew out, glanced at Wang Chong and Zhu Hongsleeve, and hurriedly grabbed the two boys and escaped back to their hiding place.

Obviously, this side-door cultivator also saw the fighting method in the distance, for fear of harming the pond fish, so he robbed the two boys and went back to the cave to hide.

Wang Chong smiled: "It's lively here!"

Zhu Hongsleeve chuckled lightly and said: "Where is the bustle, it is a prosperous place in the eastern soil, and there are also immortals and true contacts, and demon fighting methods, but everyone can't see it and don't pay attention to it." ”

She stretched out her slender jade finger and said, "Those two families are both side branches of the big faction, and they are also some true legends, and they both value a mountain peak and want to start a sect here, so they fight for the portal." ”

Wang Chong said with a smile: "There are so many peaks here, why bother fighting for one? ”

Zhu Hongsleeve said with a smile: "That mountain peak has a spiritual vein, and we don't need it when we practice, but for them, if they have this spiritual vein, they can save seven or eight points of effort." Originally, it would take one hundred and thirty or forty years to cultivate Tiangang, but with the spiritual vein, it would be possible to achieve it in fifty or sixty years. ”

Wang Chong was shocked: "There are still people who will take more than a hundred years to cultivate Tiangang? Wouldn't they have died of old age a long time ago?"

Zhu Hongsleeve sneered and said: "Are you and me in the world?" It is not uncommon for those who have cultivated to Tiangang in three or four hundred years, and it is not uncommon to eat some elixirs to prolong life. That is, these third- and fourth-rate sects, this kind of person is common, our disciples who can't step into Tiangang in fifty years will not have to die of old age, but they will also be killed by the master, and the master will dislike them and be embarrassed. ”

Wang Chong thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes! If it were those famous and decent families, they would not accept people with such poor qualifications at all." ”

Wang Chong remembered Wang Xiang Yang Yao, and the bear baby Mo Hu'er back then, if these people were serious, they would already be smart children out of a hundred, but if it wasn't for the great opportunity, the people in the fairy road would not have the idea of accepting apprentices if they saw it face to face.

is better than them, those third- and fourth-rate sects, when they see the miscellaneous cultivators of the side sects, they will consider accepting disciples, but these children want to enter Tiangang for decades.

For example, Yanbei people, Shang Wenli, if he can turn back to his childhood, he is such a talent.

As for the higher-level geniuses, if they can enter Tiangang within thirty years, they are already the heirs that many sects are vying for.

This is also why the cultivation of the family will get worse and worse, the apprentices will choose the good ones, and when the children are born, are they not qualified enough, and the parents are willing to throw them away?

Wang Chong remembered that there were three old apprentices in his Ling Xuan gourd, and he couldn't help but sigh, as for Zhao Jianlong, he almost forgot about it, and only then did he remember it by the way.

Wang Chong secretly thought in his heart: "Go back and send them to Daluo Island!"