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

Chapter 17 Beast Slave, Beast Soul Lineage.

"If it is a person, this is how many people died"

Li Changsheng looked at the smoke rising from Beast Valley, and murmured.

Thinking of the two corpses in the crevice, he turned and walked over.

The emperor ordered the swarms to carry the gravel and fill the gaps until no traces of burial could be seen.

"Hope it's all right."

Li Changsheng shook his head, turned around and returned to the courtyard.

Although the impression of Beast Valley on him has changed drastically, what remains unchanged is that he still wants to continue feeding the fanged pigs.

After a brief wash, he began to prepare the tusk pig's food.

Click, click..
Cooking smoke rose, and the sound of chopping vegetables sounded in the house.

Just as Li Changsheng was preparing the pig food, a jade boat emitting a glistening white light was speeding towards it from the sky.

On the jade boat, stood two men wearing blue clothes with Minghuang Mountains embroidered on their chests.

One of the men, who looked about forty years old, was explaining something to a young man with a slightly immature face beside him.

The immature boy seemed to respect the man very much, with a well-behaved face, and nodded repeatedly.

When the man finished speaking, the young man asked curiously: "Uncle Lu, do they count as disciples of our Qingyang Sect?"

Lu Ping smiled slightly and asked: "Master Nephew Liu, do you think they count?"

Liu Feng frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Should it count?" After a pause, he explained: "Without them, how could our Beast Soul lineage have so many spirit beasts to use."

Lu Ping's smile remained the same, he neither nodded nor shook his head, and continued to ask: "Have you ever seen a senior brother who has been promoted as a beast slave?"

Liu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and thought about it carefully, as if he had never seen it before.

"No."

Liu Feng shook his head.

Lu Ping asked again: "Senior nephew Liu Feng, what is your spiritual vein?"

Liu Feng didn't know what Deacon Lu meant, but he still said truthfully: "Uncle, what's wrong with the red wood spiritual veins with dual attributes of fire and wood?"

Lu Ping praised: "My nephew's spiritual qualifications are considered to be top-notch among the many disciples of the sect." After a pause, he added: "Especially if he has the qualifications to become an alchemist. Unfortunately, our Qingyang Sect does not have the inheritance of alchemy. "

Hearing this, Liu Feng felt disappointed beyond words.

Lu Ping didn't want to hit this little genius of the beast soul lineage, so he quickly changed the subject, "Nephew, do you know what kind of spirit veins the beast slaves are?"

Liu Feng was indeed fooled and shook his head in confusion.

I heard Lu Ping say flatly: "Waste veins, remnant veins, no spiritual veins."

"The waste meridian can only linger in the early stage of qi training for life, and the residual meridian can only be cultivated to the middle stage of qi training, not the late stage."

"As for those without spiritual veins, you can continue to practice, but there is a hidden danger. Whether you are practicing magic or using it, it is very susceptible to backlash, so it can be regarded as a residual vein."

"Ah! They are all useless and residual veins..."

Liu Feng's eyes widened with disbelief.

"Surprised." Lu Ping said with a smile: "When I came to collect spirit beasts, I was just like you."

"So, when you arrive at the Valley of Beasts, don't be polite to them. They are destined to be different from you."

Liu Feng nodded blankly, not knowing what to say.

Lu Ping didn't care and controlled the flying boat to go straight to the Beast Valley.

Valley of Beasts.

There are two main halls at the entrance of the valley, namely the "Law Enforcement Hall" and the "Tibetan Dharma Tower".

Among them, the Zangfa Tower is a three-story pavilion.

At this time, there were two people sitting opposite each other on the roof of the building.

One of them was fat, with a ruddy complexion, and was wearing a money officer's outer suit, and the other was stout, with a dark complexion, and was wearing a black brocade suit.

One of them is Tan Hu, the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, and the other is Jin Fang, the head of the Zangfa Pavilion.

Tan Hu said worriedly: "Brother Jin, do you know the deacon who came to Beast Valley this time?"

Jin Fang shook his head, "I don't know him. He used to be Deacon Wu, but for some reason, he was replaced by another one this time."

"Will he find out that something is wrong?" Tan Hu worried.

Jin Fang glanced at him and said lightly, "No? What's wrong?"

"The number of people!" Tan Hu said anxiously.

"There are a lot of people who died this time. Although they are all useless and remnant veins, if they are discovered, there is no way for you and me to survive."

Jin Fang thought he was making a fuss out of a molehill, raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "How many people died this time?"

Tan Hu said truthfully: "The new beast slaves died in two days, and the old disciples also died close to a hundred."

Jin Fang's expression suddenly changed, he stood up abruptly, looked directly at Tan Hu, and asked: "What did you say!"

"How come so many people died?"

Seeing Tan Hu's dodging eyes, Jin Fang suddenly realized.

Only then did he understand why Tan Hu sent [-]% more spirit stones. He thought it was because the Beast Valley had a good harvest this year, but what he didn't expect was that Tan Hu was even more greedy.

Jin Fang sat back on the chair, his mind was in a mess.

Tan Hu also regretted in his heart. He just gave his subordinates a few words of advice, but he did not expect to directly reduce the number of beast slaves in the Beast Valley by [-]%, and almost all the new disciples were wiped out.

Tan Hu said anxiously: "Brother Jin, think of a way, how to cover it up."

Jin Guang suddenly returned to his senses, glared at him fiercely, and began to think about how to get around.

After a while.

Jin Fang looked at Tan Hu, and suddenly said: "A few days ago, I remembered you said that you have a wolf demon who has just been promoted?"

Tan Hu was stunned for a moment and nodded, "The mutated blood wolf was given to me by a beast slave before. It cost me a lot of money to cultivate it to the Pulse Condensation Realm."

A ruthless look appeared in Jin Fang's eyes, "I remember the last time the Beast Valley demon disaster happened, it was more than ten years ago."

Tan Hu froze for a moment, then thought of something, a trace of reluctance appeared on his face, "I have cultivated the blood wolf for ten years, and I am ready to refine it."

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying power suddenly erupted in the attic.

quack.
A muffled sound resounded in all directions.

Jin Fang's pupils stood up, and a huge golden toad beast appeared behind him, staring straight at Tan Hu.

Tan Hu thought he was going to make a move, when the word king appeared between his brows, his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then grew out hairs like steel needles.

But in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a standing demon tiger, with a ferocious look in its amber eyes.

"Hey! He has actually been promoted to the third level of pulse condensation, and can fully transform into demons with blood."

Looking at the golden tiger, a flash of astonishment flashed across Jin Fang's pupils, and he cursed in his heart.

Seeing that the threat failed, his aura quickly dropped, and the shadow of the toad and beast behind him dissipated like a bubble.

Tan Hu also canceled the transformation and returned to human form.

Looking at Tan Hu who was wearing clothes, Jin Fang's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he said, "Release your blood wolf, and I will bear part of your loss."

"Half." Tan Hu said expressionlessly.

Jin Fang gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Okay."

He did not see a flash of joy in Tan Hu's eyes.

"Go quickly, it will be too late." Jin Fang urged.

Tan Hu nodded, turned around and walked downstairs without saying much.

Jin Fang was a little worried, and shouted to Tan Hu's back: "Remember, don't kill too many people, otherwise you and I will be punished by the sect!"

"it is good."

Tan Hu waved his hand, left the Tibetan Fa Pavilion, turned around and walked towards the manor next to the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Master, you are back."

"master."

Along the way, the servants saluted respectfully.

Tan Hu had no expression on his face. After entering the study, he waved his sleeves and closed the door.

Walking to the bookshelf, he put his hands on a porcelain bottle and twisted it gently.

With the sound of a machine gun, the bookshelf moved away, and a dark tunnel appeared on the ground.

(End of this chapter)