Wild boar

Chapter 322 Returning to the Fort
Purple Cloud Mountain.

white castle.

Linggu Garden.

Lingzhi disciple Xiang Chaoyang and his brothers sat in front of Mujia Tian and sighed.

At this time, the last trace of green in the wood armor field has turned into a burnt black yellow, and the entire wood armor field is filled with three-hua borer.

Originally, the guest elder Zhukov would come regularly to clean up the three-letter borer in Linggu Garden every once in a while, but since the last time Elder Zhu suddenly disappeared, he did not appear again for nearly half a year.

More than half of the spiritual fields in the Linggu Garden were affected by the disaster, and tracts of spiritual fields had no harvest.

four months ago.

The castle owner Bai Yunting returned from the abyss with her disciple Zhang Wanru.

Xiang Chaoyang reported the matter as soon as possible.

However, the Lord of the White Castle had no good solution. He could only seal the spiritual field with a mountain-protecting formation. After the three-transformation borer had eaten the spiritual valley, it would naturally starve to death.

However, at least half of the spiritual fields in the entire Linggu Garden are infested with the three-letter borer that has not been cleared away. In addition, this kind of spiritual insect is stubborn and may need to be closed for several years before it will starve to death. Such negative pest control methods are basically useless.

Xiang Chaoyang could only watch as the green spiritual valleys in the spiritual valley garden turned into charred dead leaves.

As a disciple of Ling Zhi, this made Xiang Chaoyang extremely painful.

"Senior Brother Xiang, you don't need to be sad. The Lord of the Castle has already told us about the loss of Linggu Garden. White Castle will take full responsibility for it and will never let the brothers in Lingcao Garden go hungry." Sun Yunling, a female disciple of Lingcao Garden, advised.

"Hey... there are only a few people in White Castle now. Half of the spiritual valleys are indeed enough to eat. However, there are difficulties in the castle, the shortage of spiritual stones, and the harvest of spiritual valleys in the middle of the mountain. I'm afraid it will only make things worse for my White Castle." Xiang Chaoyang shook his head and said.

"Brother Xiang, you don't need to worry about this. I heard from Senior Brother Zhao that the fortress master went deep into the underground abyss this time and made great contributions to the alliance. It is said that the alliance will distribute a large number of spiritual stones every month. Now the fortress master is working with various The elders discussed increasing the monthly salary of the disciples."

"Is there such a thing?"

"of course."

While several Lingzhi disciples were discussing, a pale white light fell from the sky, it was Zhu Zishan who was wearing loose military uniform.

Tianyi Beast, who was lying on the shoulder on the table, jumped out excitedly. The restriction formed by the mountain guard formation could not hinder Tianyi Beast at all.

As soon as the Tianyi beast entered the wooden armor field, it stretched out its tongue and licked wildly. The three-hua borer was frightened and flew up, like a thin layer of yellow mist rising from the ground.

Unfortunately, the restriction formed by the mountain guarding formation prevented these pests from escaping, and they could only be treated as cakes and entered into the belly of Tianyi Beast.

Elder Zhu is back!

Xiang Chaoyang suddenly stood up and kicked the dazed disciple beside him.

"Quick! Go and prepare the seeds. If we sow now, we can still grow a season of late rice." Xiang Chaoyang said eagerly.

"I understand, Senior Brother Xiang." A group of Lingzhi disciples stood up one after another, looking extremely excited.

"Elder Zhu, you are back. When are you going to leave this time?" Xiang Chaoyang asked with concern.

"Well...stay for at least three years." Zhu Zishan thought for a while and said.

Now that Zhu Zishan already has a physical training method, he naturally practices in seclusion and concentrates on improving his cultivation, instead of being able to stagnate and wander around like before.

Except that three years later, the natal spiritual corpse Yuemo completed its promotion and Zhu Zishan needed to go to the underground abyss to recover it, there was no other trivial matter that required him to go out.

Hearing that Zhu Zishan would not leave White Castle for three years, Xiang Chaoyang was moved to tears. He wiped his wet eyes with his sleeves and choked with sobs: "It's really great!"

Throwing the Tianyi Beast to Linggu Garden, Zhu Zishan flew to the top of the mountain with the escape light.

Ziyun Pavilion.Bai Yunting cast her gaze in the direction of Feixian Stone with a solemn expression.

A ray of pale white light flew from the direction of Feixian Stone.

"Brother Zhu, the divine dragon has not yet seen its end. It has been half a year since he has advanced to the divine training stage. It is really gratifying." Bai Yunting greeted him with a smile on her face, her mouth full of congratulations.

Hearing this, Zhu Zishan showed surprise.

His spiritual thoughts swept over Bai Yunting, who was still in the late stage of martial arts training. With such a level of cultivation, it was naturally impossible to see through her own level of cultivation, unless she relied on formations.

"Hahahaha..." Zhu Zishan laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of heroism.

"Clan Chief Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time. I hope you are well."

"Elder Zhu, you're welcome, please come inside!"

Zhu Zishan jumped into the Ziyun Pavilion, sat in the guest seat with a golden sword, picked up a cup of tea, and tasted it carefully.

After eating barbecue in the underground abyss Zhuzi Mountain for nearly half a year, I have long been tired of it. I drink some tea and my mouth is fragrant. I feel really comfortable.

"I wonder why Brother Zhu came to my White Castle?" Bai Yunting asked cautiously.

"Hahahaha... Chief Bai, what do you think a man who hasn't been home for a long time would do first when he returns home?" Zhu Zishan asked in a teasing tone.

Of course the first thing a man does when he returns home after a long absence is to see his wife.

Bai Yunting did not hear what Zhu Zishan meant, but said with a smile: "Brother Zhu Zi is joking, my White Castle is just a small temple, which can accommodate a true god like Brother Zhu."

"Forget it... Since Chief Bai has a grudge against Zhu, Zhu will no longer stay in the White Castle. He will go to Ziyun Mountain to make a grass hut." Zhu Zishan put down his tea cup and stood up to leave.

"Brother Zhu, wait a minute!" Bai Yunting stopped him.

Zhu Zishan stopped and was not too impatient.

Although Bai Yunting looked hesitant, she finally made up her mind and said: "Brother Zhu is benevolent and righteous! If Brother Zhu hadn't happened to pass by and help him in Chizhou Shahai, Yunting would have fallen into Xiaoxiao's hands. It was a great kindness to save her life, but Yunting wouldn't have done it." Dare to forget each other."

"Brother Zhu not only saved Yunting's life, but also took more care of my two useless disciples. In this way, I, White Castle, owe Brother Zhu even more."

"A year ago, Brother Zhu came to my White Castle with an open mind and expressed his intentions directly. However, I had just taken over the White Castle at that time, so I had to be cautious and worried, but I lied to Brother Zhu!"

"To be honest, my brother Bai Yuan did pass on a skill called the Sutra of Hearing the Sound and Seizing Life. I hope Brother Zhu won't mind accepting it." Bai Yunting patted the storage bag and took out a red jade slip and handed it to Zhu Zi with both hands. In front of the mountain.

Zhu Zishan looked at the red jade slip.

This moment, that moment.

In the past, Zhu Zishan was hindered in his practice of Taiyin Curling and had to turn to demons to practice. However, because of his poor understanding of the way of killing, it was difficult to break through to the demon soul realm through blood sacrifice. At that time, he was still very thirsty for this scripture.

But now that Zhu Zishan is in the demon soul realm, this sutra is of no use to him in surviving the thunder tribulation. It can be said that it is even worse than useless.

"Have you ever practiced?" Zhu Zishan asked in a deep voice.

Bai Yunting shook her head.

"Very good! Although this Sutra of Hearing Sounds and Taking Death is a secret book of the way of killing, it is the killing way of the Shura clan, not the killing way of the human race, and it is not my killing way!"

"If you want to understand your own way of killing, you have to understand it by yourself in the process of killing. There is no benefit in looking at this too much. It's better not to look at it!" After Zhu Zishan finished speaking, he turned around and left without any regrets.

"Brother Zhu! If you don't accept this thing, I, Bai Bao, really don't know how to repay your kindness!" Seeing that Zhu Zishan did not accept the jade slip, Bai Yunting became anxious.

However, Zhu Zishan had already turned into a ray of light and left.

Seeing Dun Guang going far away, Bai Yunting frowned. She never liked to owe favors, but she owed more and more to Elder Zhukov. How should she repay in the future?
(End of this chapter)