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

Chapter 317 Division, Exclusiveness

Wait for five people to enter the pit.

a long time.

One person suddenly said: "Will they fight?"

This statement came out.

The eyes of the cultivators changed, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

A medium-sized first-level high-grade water mineral vein is of great value, and its mother ore is definitely a rare treasure that can be encountered but not found.

Only by attacking a sect like this and destructively mining the spiritual minerals can such output be produced.

It depends on its size. If they can't reach an agreement, a fight is almost inevitable.

But no one replied to him.

The closer you get to the depths of the mineral veins, the thicker the spiritual energy becomes, and the higher the quality of the spiritual minerals revealed becomes.

Li Changsheng waved his hand and picked up a piece of sky-blue ore scattered on the ground, about the size of a palm, weighed it, and squeezed it again.

Potholes in the ground.

There was only the rumble of ghosts digging tunnels.

As the blood sword merged one by one, the sword body trembled, and the scarlet sword energy flowed like blood.

boom.
Until there was a roar, sky-blue light poured into the tunnel like water, and then rich spiritual energy rushed towards the face.

Without looking at it with a golden finger, he could figure out its general purpose based on the information he knew about the weapon refining.

Although the individual value is not high, this is a medium-sized mineral vein. The harvest from just dividing this mineral vein is almost as much as the amount of fat he has grown in the spiritual field for three years.

The cultivators looked around at each other, gathered together with those who knew each other, communicated with each other, and then chose a place to sit cross-legged alone, waiting for the mineral vein to be divided.

They all didn't want Li Changsheng and others to fight, it would be better if a few of them died.

Li Changsheng looked as usual, playing with the trembling Blood Sword in his hand.

It is not suitable for refining the whole talisman, let alone refining the magic weapon.

The weak demonic aura emitted by the Senluo Flower Demon could not be concealed from the few people present, but due to its innate magic concealment, the fluctuations emitted could not reach the early stage of the demon realm.

Li Changsheng looked towards the cave and saw a small tree about five feet tall, sky blue and shaped like a weeping willow.

It weighs about a hundred kilograms, has a slightly poor hardness but strong toughness, and is full of spiritual energy.

When they join forces, they may not be able to eat a bite of meat.

Li Changsheng looked at others, especially the young man who cultivated simple magical powers. The hazy mist rolled in his sleeves. Inside, nine blood swords emerged from his palm and slowly merged into the evil blood sword.

"Another man-made mineral vein"

Yan Si, Fu Gui turned around and glanced at his sleeves. The former implied disdain, the latter had no visible expression, and Zheng Wu and the young man who had cultivated simple magical powers didn't even look at him.

It is one of the auxiliary materials for refining water-based talismans and low-grade magic weapons.

Of course, the premise is that this piece of fat can be eaten into the belly.

Seeing the crystal clear tree like a weeping willow, Li Changsheng was secretly frightened. At the same time, he became more curious about the methods of the Immortal Evergreen Sect. He couldn't help but wonder whether the leader of Sacrificial Moon Peak and the elders came here for the inheritance of his sect.

If you think about artificially creating spiritual mineral veins, you will know how huge the benefits are.

There are also strange techniques to drive vitality, and methods to seize the body by condensing the pulse.
Li Changsheng shook his head secretly, "I don't know how long the sect has been established. It is a miracle that it has not been destroyed."

Without thinking much, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the other people.

Fu Gui held a piece of robe floating in his hand, looked at it, waved it down, and said with a chuckle: "My strength is not good, but my method is strange enough."

He glanced across the weeping willow-like trees, looked at Li Changsheng and others, and asked what they were thinking, "How to distribute?"

Zheng Wu immediately said: "Of course we will distribute it equally."

"Okay." Yan Si glanced aside and nodded in agreement.

Li Changsheng said, "Okay."

Immediately, the four of them looked at the young monk who had not spoken.

From weakening the formation to annihilating the undead vines, to destroying the formation, its output is the greatest.

If distributed according to contribution, he alone would occupy at least 30%.

But how can there be fairness in the world of immortality?

Faced with the looks cast by the four people.

The young man took one step and came to the small weeping willow tree. Yan Si and others were too fast to react.

Thanks to his powerful soul, Li Changsheng could clearly see his trajectory, but considering that he had not yet mastered the simple magical powers he had cultivated, and did not know how far he could go to a small level, he hesitated and did not stop him.

The young man pressed his palms against the tree crown, and wisps of gray spiritual light fell down.

Several people looked a little ugly.

Golden light emerged from Zheng Wu's body and shouted: "What do you mean!" Yan Si's eyes had vertical pupils, scales appeared on his skin, and turmeric talismans flew out of the sleeves of the talisman ghost. Black smoke filled the air, and the ghosts cried and howled.

Li Changsheng also gathered away the hazy mist, and the clear sword sound resounded through the cave. The sharp sword energy was like a storm, covering his figure.

Such an abnormality caused several people to cast their gazes, feeling the fierce sword intent, and a trace of fear appeared in their eyes.

The young man standing next to the small tree, facing the power of several people, his expression remained unchanged. When the spiritual power cut and separated the ore mother, his sleeves were brushed, and the weeping willow tree disappeared.

Don't wait for everyone to rise up and attack.

The young man's eyes turned gray, and a pressure that was thicker than that of the four of them broke out from his body. Where he stood, something as gray as cotton wool quickly spread to the surroundings.

Zheng Wu was shocked and said angrily: "Pulse condensation is perfect."

at this time.

Looking at the unknown thing that was quickly eroding away, like cotton wool, Yan Si and the others seemed to have thought of something, their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly backed away.

"Ah"

Seeing the frantic retreat of several people, the corners of the young man's mouth raised, and his body turned, turning into a stream of gray light that passed between the people, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Looking into the dark cave.

a long time.

Yan Si turned to look at the deep pit that appeared in the cave, and said in a deep voice: "Supernatural power."

Zheng Wu looked complicated.

Fu Gui's eyes were dull and he couldn't see his thoughts.

Li Changsheng was not very disappointed. A rare treasure was not enough for him to expose the old wolf king. The most important thing was that the young man's background was unknown. If he could not be killed and escaped, there would be too many risks.

Fu Gui withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Although he collected the exotic treasure, the remaining mineral veins are also a huge harvest." As he said that, he looked at Li Changsheng and the others, "Aren't we going to have a fight too?"

Zheng Wu's eyes flickered, and he pointedly said: "Although we are in the late stage of pulse condensation, it is difficult for us to fight with two fists against four hands."

"Why are you talking nonsense? Give them 20% of the profit, and we will share the rest equally." Yan Si's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said in a buzzing voice: "If any of them have objections, let them die."

"it is good."

It is good for him, so Li Changsheng will not object.

Fu Gui and Zheng Wu also nodded happily.

In this way, the four people joined forces to share most of the mineral veins.

Return to the pothole.

Fu Gui announced the share of the mineral vein in public.

After learning that only two mineral veins could be divided and moistened, the cultivators of Qingyang looked at each other, but when they saw the four people standing together, even if they were unwilling to do so, they did not dare to show any signs of it.

Day and night rotate, and seven days pass in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the barren landscape and the thousands of potholes below, Li Changsheng had a slight thought and turned his magic weapon into a ray of light and headed straight for the next target within the forest.

A pothole somewhere.

Fu Gui looked at the disappearing light for a long time, shook his head, and an undetectable chuckle came from under the mask.

"Oh, forget it, don't risk your life."

"I wonder if I can see him again when he returns to the sect."

"Li Changsheng"

He withdrew his gaze, and the billowing black mist submerged his figure, turning into escaping light and leaving in another direction.

Not long after he left, the atmosphere in the pothole suddenly changed.

The cultivators looked strange.

next moment.

Somewhere in the pit suddenly appeared the waves emitting from the death of the Pulse Condensing Cultivator.

As if it was a signal, spiritual power surged and a fight broke out.

It only takes a moment.

The escaping light rose up one after another and fled in all directions.

Followed by.

Several rays of escaping light rose from the pit, some chasing other escaping lights, and some escaping in the direction of no one.

at the same time.

Li Changsheng, who had fled hundreds of miles away, saw his familiar figure again.

(End of this chapter)