Su Chi threw Wan Xiaotian to an inner disciple of the foundation building period named Song Que, and he was busy with himself, he really didn't plan to teach Wan Xiaotian in person, a Yuan Infant stage monk.

"Senior Brother Song, is there only one senior uncle on this mountain?" Wan Xiaotian asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I only come when I usually take care of the elixir, and my junior brother is so blessed to be able to live with Master Su. Song Que said enviously.

"Hehe, yes, it's a blessing, thanks to my master. Do you know who my master is?" Wan Xiaotian put it up, since he took Mo Liyang as a backer, he naturally had to let everyone know.

Song Que said very cooperatively that he didn't know, and then Wan Xiaotian showed off, which really made Song Que so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and his attitude towards Wan Xiaotian was better.

In the following days, Wan Xiaotian wandered around the peaks, so slowly everyone knew that Ancestor Mo Liyang had an extra apprentice, that is, Wan Xiaotian of the inner gate, this person was not very old, but he was very powerful, and he beat the chestnut cicadas and threw them down the same door, and fled in embarrassment. So everyone looked at Wan Xiaotian with envy, jealousy, hatred, and some awe.

This made Wan Xiaotian find the feeling of becoming famous, but after a few days, everyone's freshness passed, and no one paid attention to Wan Xiaotian anymore, everyone was busy, so he wandered around blindly.

Wan Xiaotian was so bored that he finally remembered that he had received two meeting gifts, and the beautiful sister Gong Yu also gave him a storage ring, looked around, and found that it was still not safe enough, so he found a secret room for retreat, and then took out the storage ring from it, but he saw it, even Su Chi used a storage bag, which shows that there are few storage rings. After experiencing the experience of Yiquanfang City, Wan Xiaotian rarely knew that his wealth was not exposed.

Looking at the storage ring carefully, it was as big as more than a dozen rooms, which was much larger than the storage bag, Wan Xiaotian was pleasantly surprised, and tried on the storage ring on each finger, and finally felt that it was too eye-catching to wear on the hand, and planned to find someone to make a thin rope tomorrow and hang it around his neck.

Take out those two magic weapons and refine them first. The flying sword is of fire type, and when attacking, it can also release a flame that has a surprise effect. The turtle spirit shield is a small shield like a turtle shell, although it is a low-grade magic weapon, but the defensive magic weapon is more rare, and it is more precious than the high-grade attack magic weapon. Wan Xiaotian had a feeling of getting rich, and the shotgun had changed.

He took out the Mu Yuan Bead from the storage ring again, grabbed it in his hand and cultivated the Nine Turns Immortal Body. Wan Xiaotian's original plan to tie a string the next day fell through, because a month had passed since his cultivation. The nine-turn immortal body finally cultivated to the peak of the second turn, Wan Xiaotian felt that his body was full of vitality, and the next step was to find a place where the fire spirit was rich to cultivate the third turn.

Wan Xiaotian took the Mu Yuan Bead and thought that if he could open up an internal space and plant an elixir in it, wouldn't it be an endless elixir to take himself. Just do it when you think of it, and take the Mu Yuan Bead to practice the secret technique of opening up the space in the body in the Suo Tian Jue. This time he used a little too much time, and he didn't feel hungry when he held Mu Yuanzhu, and when he woke up again, Mu Yuanzhu was gone, and there was a space in the palm of his right hand, which was full of Mu Zhi's vitality. Wan Xiaotian was excited. There are hundreds of acres of size here, if all the elixirs are planted, you will have a portable medicine garden, and it is beautiful to think about. It's just that there is no soil here, how to grow elixir?

Wan Xiaotian's eyes rolled, and he remembered Su Shibo's medicine garden. Immediately opened the door of the secret room, Wan Xiaotian walked out, felt that the sunlight outside was a little dazzling, squinted and stretched. At this moment, a transmission note suddenly flew in, and Chen Lingji's anxious voice came from inside, "Senior Brother Wan, help, I offended the chestnut cicada miserably this time, my father's Fang City steward was masturbated, and I was also found by those people in the torture hall to go to Jinling Mountain to mine." ”

Chen Lingji's voice was anxious and pitiful, Wan Xiaotian was angry when he heard it, this chestnut cicada, relying on his father who had a torture hall and a grandfather who was in charge, was doing nonsense in the sect, didn't he see that he had such a big backer and was still cultivating hard, it was too much of a thing. Wan Xiaotian's mind turned, digging the foot of the wall and digging into his uncle, this is not a skill, the head also has a mountain, and there is also a Lingtian on the mountain, patted his forehead, "Oh, Xiaotian, Xiaotian, why are you so talented"

"Hey, Senior Brother Song, can I ask you about something?" Since Wan Xiaotian has decided to attack the medicine garden of the head of the sect, he must prepare well, the divine sense of the Yuan Infant Cultivator is not a joke, and he must do it when the head is not there.

"Ah, Senior Brother Wan, you are out of the customs, you are really diligent, and you don't feel bored and panicked after more than half a year of retreat at a young age. Song Que looked admiring.

Wan Xiaotian said in his heart, I'm not so bored that I want to take a walk around the medicine garden of the master.

"Hey, what did Senior Brother Song say, isn't this the junior brother's qualifications dull, the ancestor said that diligence can make up for clumsiness, let me work hard to cultivate, I can't let the ancestor down, right?" Wan Xiaotian looked like Mo Liyang had told him to do this.

Song Que said again and again that it is good to have an ancestor in the late Yuan Infant period of the Heart Dao, and he must have given a lot of good things before he retreated and cultivated.

"That Senior Brother Song, the ancestor said at the time, let me find a chance to meet the master, after all, the head is also my uncle, when do you think it is appropriate for me to go to Linchen Peak?" Wan Xiaotian is also explained by the ancestor, there is no way.

Where did Song Que know the twists and turns in this, so he said: "Ah, I heard that the head of the sect is not in the sect these days, and he went to participate in the Qingzhou and Hanzhou Immortal Cultivation Forces Summit." ”

Wan Xiaotian was secretly overjoyed and asked, "Then do you know when the head will come back?"

"I don't know this, but I heard that I'm going to the Hanyun Mountain Range, it's quite far. Song Que looked yearning, I heard that the other side of the Hanyun Mountain Range is Hanzhou, and the level of immortal cultivation is even higher than that of Qingzhou.

"Oh, that's right, I'll see it later. Wan Xiaotian turned around and left with a disappointed expression, but in fact, his heart blossomed.

Wan Xiaotian prepared a set of night clothes, and quietly slipped under the Linchen Peak of the head Li Xingshu in the dead of night.

Although the night is similar to the day for the monk, the habits of people are powerful, and they are all used to walking day and night, so although Wan Xiaotian only used a breathing technique, he still let him slip to the edge of the medicine garden of Linchen Peak.

This place is the side and rear of Linchen Peak. Usually no one comes here.

They are all Yuan Infant Stage monks, but people's preferences are different, and the head Li Xingzhu is a domineering figure with a strong desire for power, so there are many inner disciples in his mountain peak to do things for him. As soon as there are too many people, it is easy to mess up, in order to save worry and effort, Li Xingsu has arranged a lot of powerful formations all over Linchen Peak, with a clear division of labor, and no one should run around. So although there are many people who start it, few dare to walk around.

The medicine garden was still far away from those buildings, and Wan Xiaotian quietly slipped to the back of a medicine garden, and his figure flashed and entered the protective array.

Because of the strength of the formation, the monk relied on the formation a lot. This gave Wan Xiaotian a chance. In the entire medicine garden, except for a few cabins for the disciples who take care of the medicine garden, the rest are medicine fields piece by piece. Each piece also has formation protection on it.

Wan Xiaotian chose the farthest place from the cabin and began his excavation.

Wan Xiaotian didn't dare to exert his spiritual power, he threw off his arms to pick the elixir, he didn't care what year it was, and he didn't care if it would affect the efficacy of the medicine, he pulled it one by one, as if it was not an elixir growing here, but a weed.

After pulling two or three acres, Wan Xiaotian became impatient, and Wan Xiaotian began to throw off his arms and shovel soil into the space in his body.

After working for an hour, seeing that it was about to dawn, Wan Xiaotian regretfully looked at the soil that only shoveled two acres of land, and felt that it was too little, since he was leaving, then he would be ruthless, anyway, sooner or later they would find out, Wan Xiaotian did not hide his spiritual power, and a soil turning trick was unleashed, and more than a dozen acres of medicinal fields rolled into the body space with the elixir that was not picked.

The violent fluctuations in spiritual power woke up the guards at once, and a few figures came out of the cabin, and Wan Xiaotian had already left the protective array.

"Haha, happy. Wan Xiaotian cautiously slipped out of Linchen Peak, patting his thigh and laughing. Not all land can be used as elixir fields, and those soils must be spiritual soil, that is, those soils that have been immersed in the aura environment for a long time.

Wan Xiaotian swept away more than a dozen acres of spiritual soil at once, as well as some elixirs, and he was a little carried away with joy in his heart.