Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 168
But he didn't expect that accelerating the maturity of the Concentration Flower for two months seemed a bit too fast.

Li Changsheng shook his head and got rid of distracting thoughts.

Once the words are spoken, they cannot be changed, and it is useless to think about them again.

Go back to the cabin.

Li Changsheng sat on the chair, closing his eyes and concentrating.

For a moment.

When he opened it again, he appeared in a chaotic and void space.

Li Changsheng looked at the largest star among them, moved in front of it, and reached out to touch it.

The next moment, two thoughts and emotions poured into my heart.

One of the thoughts came out with a slight resistance, making it impossible for his mind to integrate into it.

"Sen Luo Flower"

Li Changsheng frowned.

Since Xiao Hei and the symbiotic Senluohua advanced to the late stage of the demon realm, Xiao Hei has not changed much. He is still the same as before. He has no thoughts of resisting his orders, but he yearns more for the mountains and forests outside.

Sen Luohua has always been resistant, and his magical spiritual contract is damaged. Although he can force orders, he cannot control them as he wishes.

Just like now, he couldn't sink into his perspective.

Li Changsheng's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately told Xiao Hei the location of the Ten Thousand Poison Forest monk insect swarms, and ordered him to hunt them down and bring them back.

He asked Ma Rong for the location of the insect swarm, because he was greedy for the thousands of spiritual insects in his mouth. Instead of wasting them, it would be better to feed them with small pieces of wood, insect mothers, etc.
Then he left the spiritual contract space.

Li Changsheng took out a second-grade low-grade water charm elixir and swallowed it into his stomach. He closed his eyes and concentrated while carrying the technique and refining it.

In the past few days, as he has been refining the Water Yun Spiritual Pill, his spiritual power has been accumulated to the twelfth level of qi training. He only needs to wait for the spiritual power to be perfected and polish it for a few more days before he can break through the pulse condensation realm with the help of the alien spiritual machine.

Li Changsheng's heart moved slightly, "I don't know if Senior Brother Lan has found a strange spiritual power that is suitable for me, and what kind of spiritual power it is."

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed since Lan Caishen left the spiritual land, but there is still no letter.

He wasn't worried that Lan Caishen would break his promise, but it was too long and he couldn't help but murmur, and he wasn't sure whether the alien spirit would suit him.

And just when I was thinking about it in my heart.

Surrounded by mountains and spiritual land, tens of thousands of miles away.

In a cold and humid area adjacent to the foggy swamp, the trampled muddy ground was littered with body parts and broken knives. The fishy smell spread widely, attracting various carrion-eating birds and beasts to hover in the sky.

But they seemed to be afraid of something, hovering in the air and never falling down.

And outside the mud plain.

Flagpoles embroidered with different logos stood in all directions, and under each flag stood simple military camps.

At this time, it was noon.

In the military camp, large pieces of fishy meat were cooked on a dozen stoves made of triangular wood.

People of various sizes, big or small, fat or thin, gathered around the big pot without saying anything. When the meat was ripe, they directly put their hands into the pot, picked up a large piece of meat and gnawed it.

After eating, he picked up his somewhat broken armor and weapons and looked for a cat in a corner. Soon, he heard snoring.

until the afternoon.

"woo"

A low horn echoed.

The soldiers in the military camp quickly put on their armor, and there was no formation at all. Three or five deceased friends gathered together and stepped out of the military camp.

The reason for this is that their leader either died or returned to the city with a lot of money and lived a life like a master.

Most of them came here to exchange their lives for money because they were jealous after seeing the returning soldiers suddenly turn over, buy new houses and take beautiful girls.

Looking down from the air.

The soldiers coming out of each military camp are different.

Some of them were wearing leather armor and carrying steel swords and wooden shields.

One was wearing steel armor and holding a spear.There are different kinds of armor, and the weapons they hold are also various, including swords, spears, swords and halberds.

When they came to the center of the battlefield, they didn't care at all when faced with the densely packed corpses on the ground. They only looked at the people looking around.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Suddenly, a sharp roar sounded, and blood spread in their eyes. As if they had lost their minds, they rushed towards the opposite side with large strides.

Chi.
At the moment of hand-to-hand contact, dozens of people fell directly to the ground. The dazzling bright red and pungent blood made them even more crazy. The weapons in their hands fell crazily on the surroundings without distinguishing between friend and foe.

In the sky, above a layer of thick clouds.

A white jade boat floats quietly on it.

Tan Hu restrained his magic skills, the scarlet in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the unstoppable fighting below.

Immediately, his eyes were filled with spiritual light and he looked down.

I saw a huge snare made of pale gold threads covering a thousand-meter radius of the mud circle. It looked like a large upside-down bowl, with black and red mist rolling and surging inside. You could faintly see people dragging their incomplete bodies. A dark shadow swimming unconsciously.

The light in Tan Hu's eyes dissipated, and he clicked his tongue and said: "I don't want to actually arouse the evil spirit of the ancient battlefield. If this spiritual power is successfully cultivated, it will definitely be a high-grade one."

"Kill, kill."

The corners of Tan Hu's mouth slowly cracked, "Give me Junior Brother Li a bright future! Hahaha"

The wanton laughter echoed around the countryside, but failed to attract the attention of the many soldiers fighting below.

When the Qingyang Sect disciples who were monitoring the situation heard the wild laughter, their faces showed great joy.

The happier Tan Hu is, the better they do their errands, and the more generous the rewards will naturally be.

After all, this gentleman is not a stingy person.

Likewise, in southerly neighbours.

In the hinterland of Qingyuan Kingdom, in a huge mountain depression.

The harsh sounds of fighting echoed endlessly.

Looking down from the air, in the huge mountain col, groups of soldiers wearing different armors were fighting against each other. At a rough look, the number of people fighting was no less than tens of thousands.

Among them, three armies numbering about [-] soldiers were the most powerful. As tens of thousands of people fought, the formations changed from time to time, just like the big pythons, eating away the surrounding soldiers one by one.

In this, human life is thinner than paper.

And in a huge palace located on the dark clouds in the sky.

Sitting at the top was an old man with an easy-going face, and beside him stood a young man with a cold face, and a woman with a bright smile.

Below, a dozen men and women in luxurious clothes sat behind tables one by one, looking intently at the square prism in the center of the hall.

They were the princes and daughters of the Qingyuan Kingdom who wanted to compete for the throne. They looked at the scene in the mirror, some looked nervous, some looked calm, and some looked excited.

What was reflected in the mirror was the scene of soldiers fighting in the valley.

And when the soldiers wearing bright white armor with hornless dragon beasts printed on them disappeared.

One of the princes, who was about 30 years old, suddenly turned pale. He turned his head and looked up. He was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly turned dull.

"Hehe." The woman at the head laughed playfully and waved her hand gently, "There are no soldiers left. You should follow suit and go."

"Yes, I will follow."

The prince responded blankly, turned around and ran out of the palace in large strides.

I don’t know if it was the woman’s bad taste.

The prince's figure actually appeared in the square prism.

Many princes and princesses watched him run out of the palace, watched him jump out of the clouds, watched him struggle in despair in the air, and watched him turn into a puddle of mud.
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