The big monument wrestler cooperated with the skill of fighting cattle across the mountain, Zhuang Wudao continued to play several rounds, one by one from beginning to end, and he felt that it was enjoyable.

And by the time he finally stopped the fight, the shore of the Half Moon Lake was already a mess. There were countless bird corpses lying within a thousand feet, there were potholes everywhere, and the surrounding trees were also broken a lot.

Zhuang Wudao smiled 'hey' and didn't care. With a move to capture the dragon, the corpses of those spirit birds and fairy birds were all piled up on the side of the body into a small mountain.

Today he did this on purpose, and he was sincerely determined to kill these birds one by one. With the rapid improvement of cultivation, Zhuang Wudao's food consumption has not decreased, but has increased significantly.

It is said that it can open the valley, and Zhuang Wudao has not eaten for nearly a month. However, if you want to refine your physical body and improve your cultivation, you still need enough food to replenish the depleted qi and blood.

In the past half a month, I have eaten 'clear rice' and 'snow wheat', which has already made Zhuang Wudao's mouth fade out of the bird.

These spirit birds and fairy birds, but they are good things, they eat and drink dew near Banyue Lake every day, and there is very little turbidity in the body, which is only inferior to the second-order 'clear rice', and the delicacy is even better.

And recently it has been the estrus period, and the screams outside the building are coming and going one after another. At first, Zhuang Wudao was still interesting, but gradually he felt annoying and noisy.

It's a pity that Nie Xianling and Zhuang Xiaohu are begging not to let him kill. Only today, when the second daughter had something to do and went to Hongshan to purchase daily necessities, Zhuang Wudao found an opportunity.

As for the damaged flowers and plants, there are also potholes in one place. Zhuang Wudao is not an elegant person, he is the character of burning the qin and cooking cranes, so he is naturally even more lazy to care.

Today's boxing practice also beats the tooth sacrifice for himself by the way, so that the root of the ear can be purified.

And at this moment, Zhuang Wudao's mind moved slightly, and he looked at the mountain on the right. Sure enough, after a while, I saw two female figures, flying in from the clouds in the distance.

Nazhuang Xiaohu stepped on the sword, and there was a person standing behind him, it was Nie Xianling. When he saw the scene in front of him, Zhuang Xiaohu was stunned, and then he was helpless, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only complain: "If the lord wants to eat meat food, he can order Xiaohu to buy it, why bother to do this big thing? The scenery here is charming, I have only seen it in the past few decades, why bother——"

Zhuang Wudao said 'um', glanced at Zhuang Xiaohu lightly, and made the latter shut up knowingly, like a chilling cicada.

I don't know when it started, Zhuang Xiaohu became more and more afraid of his master. Often a glance can make her heart tremble.

However, unexpectedly, Nie Xianling, who had been the most resolute in the past, was surprisingly silent.

Zhuang Wudao glanced behind Zhuang Xiaohu strangely, only to see that Nie Xianling's eyes were confused, happy and worried, afraid and angry, and he didn't pay attention to the scene in front of him at all.

Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What's the matter with her?"

"Today, Xianling was in Hongshanji, and she received a message from her family, and then it became like this. ”

Zhuang Xiaohu spread his hands and said that he didn't know very well: "As for the content of the letter, I don't know." ”

"Messenger?"

Zhuang Wudao glanced at Nie Xianling carefully, and then nodded slightly, and his interest was completely gone. Nie Xianling was born in a wealthy family and was terminally ill, so it was not uncommon for someone from her family to contact or even come to visit.

"Prepare all these ingredients for me, and I'll eat them by noon tomorrow. ”

Tomorrow at noon, it will be time for him to take the 'Hell Rot Ginseng'. Before retreating, he needed to eat a lot of meat and accumulate enough qi and blood strength to cope with the wear and tear in his body caused by the great strengthening of his physical body.

"Tomorrow?" Zhuang Xiaohu couldn't help grinding her teeth, she was not Zhuang Wudao's cook. Looking at the pile of spirit bird corpses that were three people tall and had a total of fifty or sixty heads, his scalp was even more numb.

Nie Xianling suddenly raised his head at this time, bit his lip tightly and said, "I don't know if the master can accept another spirit slave here?"

"Grey slave?"

Zhuang Wudao stood still, and glanced at Nie Xianling in surprise: "Is it someone from your family?"

"Yes!" Nie Xianling bowed, her expression still worried: "It's a maid from Xianling's past, but the relationship is very good, and I regard her as an elder." She is in the realm of the twelve-fold floor of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and her mother once said that she has the hope of building a foundation, I wonder if the master can accept it?"

"Your maid?"

Zhuang Wudao's eyes were surprised, he guessed that Nie Xianling's identity might be extremely noble and from a rich family. However, how noble does this have to be to be in order to treat the female cultivator of the Twelve Floors realm of the Qi Cultivation Realm as his own maid?

Since Nie Xianling has such a background, why did he fall into the Lichen Sect and become his spirit slave?

"Lingnu, I still lack two people here, and it doesn't matter if I add one. If your lady-in-waiting is of a reliable temperament, let her be brought to me. ”

Having said that, Zhuang Wudao had doubts in his heart. Nie Xianling may have been noble in the past, but the current situation seems to be in trouble, this maid can really be so loyal and willing to share the hardships with the old master?

Or is he undignified and thinking too much? He always feels that there is something wrong with this.

From this point of view, Nie Xianling's background needs to be carefully checked, there was no need for this before, Nie Xianling was reluctant to say it, and he didn't have the ability to do it, but now he has to do it, just in case.

It is best to entrust this matter to Yun Lingyue or Sikong Hong, the two senior brothers, but it seems to be a bit of a fuss to ask Jin Dan to come forward for a spirit slave.

If you want to check Nie Xianling's background, both the Xia family and the Beitang family can do it. However, Zhuang Wudao no longer wanted to owe these two family favors, and after thinking for a while, he remembered Dou Wenlong and Xuan Jizi again.

The latter retreat can only be entrusted to the former, and another day you can go to a letter and ask him to check it out first.

Nie Xianling's background is mysterious, but Hu Fangzhen, the master of the Xuanjing Daoist Pavilion who recommended her to Lichen Mountain, must know a thing or two.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed in his mind, but Zhuang Wudao did not show any of them. only glanced at Zhuang Xiaohu lightly, and quietly gave a look.

The latter immediately understood, and responded with a slight bow, knowing that this was Zhuang Wudao, so she secretly paid attention to Nie Xianling's intentions.

Nie Xianling didn't notice it, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Thank you for your kindness, I will definitely not disappoint my master!"

Zhuang Wudao smiled, and was noncommittal, whether he would be disappointed or not, he still needs to see himself. But it's not expected to be a big deal, so you don't need to worry too much about it.

But his own foundation shows some hidden dangers. It was not the first time that Zhuang Wudao felt that his connections in the Lichen Sect were too shallow. Otherwise, why entrust such a thing to others?

It seems that if you have time after this retreat, you need to try to find a few more reliable spirit slaves.

There are four spiritual slaves in the True Transmission Realm, eight spiritual slaves in the Secret Transmission Realm, and four more Jindan monks, all of whom are worshiped by the Lichen Sect.

These spirit slaves are not only serving their master's daily life, but also handling all kinds of complicated affairs for him, guarding against the open guns and arrows stabbing around.

It enables true disciples like them to get rid of mundane things and concentrate on their cultivation.

And although Zhuang Xiaohu is not weak in cultivation, he can be regarded as smart and clever, and he has more skills. However, because of his background in the north, most of them are ignorant of the human feelings in the south, the entanglements and grievances between the major shili, and even the details of the characters in the Dust Sect, and they are obviously unable to pick up this burden.

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A day later, Zhuang Wudao sat in the quiet room of the Half Moon Building, wiping his hands full of greasy. A total of fifty or sixty spirit birds have been eaten by him. Don't look at it, it's piled up like a hill, but Zhuang Wudao only takes the most essential part, only uses four or five mouthfuls to make one head, and discards the rest directly.

It's just that the total amount added up is still extremely huge, but Zhuang Wudao's belly is not bulging. It was directly ground and turned into its own qi and blood essence.

At this time, the 'Hell Rot Demon Ginseng' was in front of Zhuang Wudao, mixed with other auxiliary materials, and turned into a round black elixir, emitting bursts of spiritual light. Smelling it with your nose, you can feel a burst of fragrance, but it has lost the rotten smell of a few days ago.

Zhuang Wudao's alchemy has not yet started, but this time, it was not Yun'er who manipulated his body to refine it, but he did it himself.

Just because the refining of this 'Hell Rot Demon Ginseng' is extremely simple, you only need to add a few medicinal materials to eliminate the dead poison inside.

The sword spirit let Zhuang Wudao do it himself, but also to make him realize one or two in advance, the medical pill is not separated, and it has been the case since ancient times. People who are good at medicine are often not weak in alchemy. And the Dan Master, who is stronger than alchemy, must also know the mysteries of the human body and various medicinal properties.

According to Yun'er, if you can find several third-order and fourth-order auxiliary medicines to refine together, the medicinal effect of this 'Hell Rot Demon Ginseng' can be increased by nearly eight times!

However, not to mention whether it can be found in this Heavenly One Realm, at this time, he obviously lacks the power to refine the three-grade spirit pill. Even if it was refined, with such a strong medicinal property, Zhuang Wudao obviously couldn't bear it.

And like him now, although he wasted most of the medicinal power of this 'Hell Rot Demon Ginseng', and was suspected of destroying the heavens, it was undoubtedly the most suitable for him.

It was noon, and there was a loud roar in the big ding. The black pill refined by the 'Hell Rot Demon Ginseng' was constantly jumping and hitting in the ding, as if it was about to break out.

Zhuang Wudao's eyes were bright, and his mind moved slightly, and he had already lifted the lid. Then I saw a cloud of black light, which flew straight up from within the big ding, and rushed into the sky.

"It can actually give birth to spiritual intelligence? It really deserves to be a fourth-order high-grade elixir!"

Zhuang Wudao had already taken precautions, and with the power of the dragon, he forcibly dragged the black pill to the front of him, and then swallowed it violently, chewed it and swallowed it into his stomach.