Chang Shan was extremely courteous after verifying that Mu Sheng had indeed been promoted to a first-class immortal saint, and made an exception to delay his departure for three days, in order to let Mu Sheng prepare well, and then say goodbye to the people at the base.

Mu Sheng naturally didn't want to intersect with these fanatical believers, in case they were holding a farewell party, good wine, good food, dancing and sending Mu Sheng off, wouldn't it be asking for trouble?

Of course, Mu Sheng doesn't hate food, and he is drunk and drunk, and he is crazy about drinking, what should Mu Sheng do if these fanatics do something out of the ordinary after drinking?

Especially those fanatical female believers who are scared of Mu Sheng, what kind of thing do they really want to do with the strength of alcohol, does Mu Sheng really want to kill him?

Mu Sheng, who didn't want to make trouble for himself, immediately rejected Changshan's kindness, and asked Changshan to set off as soon as possible on the grounds that he was in a hurry to go to the main altar.

Chang Shan naturally responded to Mu Sheng's requests for a first-class immortal saint, and after handing over the supplies that night, he set off with Mu Sheng regardless of the fatigue of the long journey for several days.

When the fanatical believers in the base saw that Mu Sheng was leaving, they all shed tears to say goodbye, especially the female believers who thought they had some looks, and they frequently sent love letters and tokens to Mu Sheng, looking forward to something happening with Mu Sheng.

Chang Shan laughed when he saw Mu Sheng hugging his head when he faced the female believer, thinking that Mu Sheng was a nerd who was dedicated to cultivation. Also, otherwise, how could it be possible to cultivate into a first-level immortal saint, that is an immortal saint!

After the Xiuzhen Alliance occupied the First God World, its main focus was on how to improve the Soul Beads and Flesh Beads, and the main task during the day was to supervise the production and labor of the original inhabitants of the First God World.

People who have worked all day at night naturally fall asleep early, so Chang Shan and others rest in hiding during the day and hurrying at night. Although the road is long and the journey is hard, Chang Shan has special respect for Mu Sheng, an immortal saint, and is diligent.

Mu Sheng was served comfortably all the way, but it was also comfortable.

Walking day and night, I hurried for half a month and came to a big lake.

After coming to the lake, Chang Shan bowed down and said: "Lord Saint, our base is at the bottom of the lake, usually we dive directly into it, but doing so will lose your noble status, please wait here for a while, I will enter the base and ask to open the big array, avoiding the lake to welcome you." ”

Mu Sheng said: "No need, I'll dive with you, it's too big to open the big array, in case it is known by the people of the Xiuzhen Alliance, it will be troublesome, safety first, not to mention that we and other monks are not afraid of this little lake." ”

Chang Shan heard Mu Sheng's answer and praised Mu Sheng for his foresight, profound cultivation, love for his subordinates, etc., and he didn't know where these Origin God Sect believers came from.

After diving to the bottom of the lake, there is a large base in the center of the lake, which is protected by a formation to prevent the lake from invading the base.

After Chang Shan performed the trick of opening the formation, the group quickly entered the formation. What caught his eye was a base with a large number of materials stored around, and Chang Shan lost no time in explaining: "Lord Saint, this place is responsible for the storage of spiritual rice and other materials, you can live here for a few days, wait for the superiors to come, and tell the little one as soon as possible, and then you can go to the main altar." ”

Mu Sheng nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Chang Shan shook his head again and again, saying that it is not hard, and it is Chang Shan's blessing to be able to do things for the saints.

At this time, five or six Origin God Cultists came in with a fluctuation outside the formation, each holding some big fish in their hands, or holding some water snakes, water turtles and other animals, entered the formation, ignored Mu Sheng and the others, and came directly to the outside of the kitchen, and said respectfully: "Lord Saint, we have caught what you wanted." ”

Mu Sheng only heard a slurred voice in the kitchen and said, "Okay, good!"

I saw a man in black with thick dark circles under his eyes, white forehead, yellow cheeks and obvious overindulgence, running out, holding a large pot of rice made of spiritual rice in his left hand, and holding a pair of chopsticks in his right hand while eating while walking, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

The black-clothed man, known as the saint, saw the fish, shrimp, turtle, snake and other aquatic creatures that were caught, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to perform the first layer of the Origin Divine Technique, and a light red blood light emanated from around his body. The flesh of the fish turtle and other aquariums shrouded in pale red blood light quickly dried up, and the vitality was constantly absorbed by the man in black.

The first layer of the Origin Divine Technique is the way of blood qi, which can control blood energy and evolve one's own bloodline, and naturally can also plunder the vitality of other creatures for their own use.

It's just that plundering the blood and qi of other creatures nourishes itself, and it will inevitably fall into inferiority, resulting in impure blood and qi, and ruining the possibility of becoming the strongest.

However, the saint in front of him, who was obviously overly sexual, saw Lingmi like a hungry ghost reincarnated, and even a greedy person who did not let go of the slightest bit of blood and blood of ordinary fish and shrimp, even if he maintained a pure body and vitality, he would never become a strong person, and a strong person needed to have a corresponding strong heart.

After absorbing the blood and vitality of fish and shrimp, the saint suddenly saw Mu Sheng, Chang Shan and the others, and said angrily: "You have just come back from a mission? I haven't seen you, hurry up and let this saint go out to catch fish and shrimp, go quickly." ”

Chang Shan just saw that this saint who gave the order was the lowest existence among the first-level saints, the low-level blood light was light red, the middle-level blood light was crimson, the high-level blood light was not only dark red but also had a strong smell of blood, and the immortal blood light was not only dark red but also had a strange fragrance.

The pale red blood light of the domineering saint in front of him was obviously the lowest-level saint, and he dared to command the immortal saint.

After Chang Shan saw it, in order to avoid conflicts, he hurriedly said: "The two saints will rest for a while, and the villain will go to catch some fish and shrimp to comfort the adults." ”

Chang Shan was just about to turn around and leave, but Mu Sheng grabbed his arm. Chang Shan's arm was scratched and turned his face to look at Mu Sheng, and Mu Sheng said, "Not all cats and dogs can bark in front of me." ”

After saying that Mu Sheng ran the first layer of the Origin Divine Technique, his body was filled with a strong blood light, and this blood light exuded a strange aroma that made people intoxicated, it was immortal blood light, immortal saint.

Everyone present gasped except for Chang Shan, this is amazing, the legendary immortal blood light, immortal saint.

In particular, the low-level saint who was obviously overly drunk was even more frightened and smashed a large pot full of spiritual rice in his hand.

Just when everyone wanted to salute Mu Sheng, the immortal saint, they saw Mu Sheng raise his right hand, slowly open his five fingers, and condensed a ball of vitality in the palm of his hand, milky white, with a strong fragrance.

This is the vitality of the immortal product, Chang Shan was also stunned when he saw this, he was not a first-level immortal saint, but a second-level immortal saint.

The low-level saints on the opposite side were even more unbearable, and their legs were already weak from fright, and they fell to the ground.