Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

Not long after, everyone had arrived in front of the village.

Mu Wanqing was shocked when she saw the small mountain village in front of her.

Because she discovered... that the source of endless spiritual energy was actually this small mountain village!

What kind of village is this?

Can you actually absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?

"This senior... must be a powerful person. He has set up some kind of terrifying magic circle around the village, right?"

She guessed!

"Come with me."

Li Fan took her inside.

Entering the small mountain village, Mu Wanqing's eyes widened even more.

She saw a plum tree at the entrance of the village!

That plum tree... clearly gave her a terrifying feeling!

Is this a spiritual sacrifice in this small mountain village?

So powerful!

I am afraid that among the village-level forces, they are all extremely powerful soul worshipers!

I don’t know how much it costs to support such a sacrificial spirit!

Her heart was complicated, and she subconsciously looked towards the roots of the plum tree.

She saw the mud!

hiss!

She couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, because the soil at the root of the plum tree... the aura was visible to the naked eye!

This is the supreme spiritual land!

No wonder, no wonder this small mountain village can have such terrifying sacrifices to the spirits. Are these spiritual soils the price the small mountain village pays?

This price is too high!

She trembled, if, if she could get one...

I'm afraid it can extend the life of the sacrificial spirit for a while, right?

But how should I speak? !

Such precious and supreme soil, I am afraid that every grain of it is worth immeasurable, and in the outside world, it can be auctioned for sky-high prices!

The Muling Village... is not qualified to get it!

"Huh? What's wrong? Do you want to eat plums? They're not ripe yet."

Li Fan smiled.

Mu Wanqing was extremely hesitant, but she finally spoke and said:

"Senior, Qingwan... Qingwan wants to ask for a few pieces of soil from the roots of this sacred tree!"

Her face was full of anxiety and shame!

She knew how excessive her request was! ! !

She felt so ashamed!

However, for the sake of sacrificing spirits...

For Muling Village...

Don’t care about that much!

When Li Fan heard this, he was startled.

Do you want the soil at the root of this plum tree?

However, Li Fan suddenly realized that he had specially done pest control treatment for the soil in this village!

In a sense, these soils can prevent various diseases of fruit trees.

It's hard to tell that Mu Qingwan is an agricultural expert and can see the use of this soil.

At such a young age, one can have such agricultural knowledge and cultivation.

Okay, okay.

Originally, Li Fan planned to go back to the small courtyard to study and prepare some potions for her.

But now it seems that since Mu Qingwan is an agricultural expert, he must be sure of the condition of the grapevine.

Since she thought the mud could be used, Li Fan didn't bother to put in more effort.

"Of course, you can take as much as you want."

Li Fan smiled and spoke.

Hearing this, Mu Qingwan was stunned.

What? !

This senior...actually agreed to his almost rude request? Did you actually allow yourself to take the supreme divine soil here? !

She was extremely surprised.

sky!

What a great opportunity this is!

She was so grateful that she wanted to cry and said:

"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior!"

Li Fan smiled and said: "It's a small effort, so why bother?"

"Then, just get busy first. If you need anything, come back to me at any time."

Li Fan immediately went back with a group of disciples.

After they left.

Mu Qingwan took a deep breath.

She stepped forward and knelt down deeply towards the plum tree!

"Supreme Sacrificial Spirit, junior Mu Qingwan, in order to save the sacrificial spirit of our Muling Village, I would like to ask you for some spiritual soil!"

"Please don't blame me, Qingwan really has no choice!"

She is extremely pious!

Because sacrificial spirits are extremely powerful creatures, and this plum tree is even more unimaginable!

Be sure to be respectful and courteous.

Otherwise, when people get angry, not only her, but even Muling Village may be destroyed!

But there was no movement in the plum tree.

It was as if he hadn't heard it at all.

She hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward respectfully, gently picked up three small pieces of soil with her hands!

Her hands were shaking.

"Things can only be done by three things. I hope that Lord Sacrifice Spirit will not be angry..."

She backed away with difficulty, keeping her head down, not daring to look at the plum tree!

Finally, the spiritual soil was obtained, and this terrifying spirit-sacrifice master was not angry!

She let out a long breath, so lucky!

"Thank you, Lord Sacrifice Spirit. Mu Ling Village is deeply grateful to you!"

After saying that, she bowed deeply in the direction where Li Fan and others left.

Only then walked out of the small mountain village.

Soon, she left here.

Keep going back the way you came.

Not long after, we arrived at the woods before.

Mu Jing and others are waiting anxiously.

"Hey, that fat man and that scary black dog, I don't know if they are evil or good... their origins are unknown, I really shouldn't have let Wanqing follow them!"

Mu Jing held the spear and blamed herself to the extreme.

"Brother Mu Jing, I'm back."

At this time, a voice came.

Suddenly, Mu Jing and others hurriedly looked over.

Seeing Mu Wanqing, Mu Jing and others were overjoyed and excited!

"Sister Wanqing, you are finally back!"

Mu Jing hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head and said:

"I'm fine, I've arrived at an extremely powerful village!"

"And...I also found something that can revive the sacrifice spirit!"

Hearing this, Mu Jing looked shocked and said:

"Wanqing, are you telling the truth?"

Mu Wanqing nodded. The brocade box in her sleeves made her heart beat loudly, and she said, "We have to return to the village immediately!"

"good!"

Mu Jing and others set off immediately!

…

And at this moment.

Somewhere under a mountain, in a village.

In front of this village, there is a huge locust tree growing!

The branches of the locust tree are extremely dense.

The weirdest thing is that there are actually baby corpses hanging on the locust tree!

Those corpses were pierced by the branches of the locust tree, and all nutrients were absorbed by the locust tree. The corpses dried up and swayed in the wind.

Huailing Village!

"My son!"

In the village, a cry of pain came out!

A middle-aged man with a look of hatred on his face!

He is the head of Huailing Village, Huairendong!

Huaian is his son, but now... he is dead!

His death was unclear, and even his body could not be found.

"Village chief, it must be Mu Ling Village who did it!"

"Mu Ling Village actually dares to attack Huaian's nephew. Damn it!"

"We should attack!"

Everyone in Huailing Village spoke in a deep voice!

Huai Rendong also flashed a ruthless look on his face and said:

"To pay homage to the spirits, I'm going to destroy the Wood Spirit Village!"

Originally, according to the plan, they had to wait for a while until the sacrificial spirit of Muling Village was completely dead.

Just take action.

But now, he can't bear it anymore!

Soon, the villagers presented three babies to the locust tree.

The branches of the locust tree moved, and the three babies were directly stuck on the paper strips.

The baby cried loudly and was quickly sucked dry by the locust tree!

"Please help the sacrificial spirits, we will make Mu Ling Village pay for its blood debt with blood!"

Huai Rendong spoke in a deep voice!

On the locust tree, a branch suddenly broke.

It fell into the hands of Huai Rendong.

This is for spiritual sacrifice

…

soon.

Dusk falls.

The setting sun is like blood.

Mu Jing and others finally returned to the village.

There were cries and howls in the village.

"Dad...Dad, wake up quickly!"

"Ah San, how can I live if you die!"

"My son..."

Many people, men, women and children, were crying.

Mu Qingwan and others hurriedly entered the village.

They saw more than a dozen corpses arranged in a row!

They are all the villagers sent out by the village to find treasures today!

"Uncle Nanshan, what's going on? What happened?"

Mu Jing asked a middle-aged man in charge.

The middle-aged man was wearing bronze armor and his face was as sharp as a knife. He was the strongest middle-aged man in the village, Mu Nanshan!

A look of sadness and anger flashed across Mu Nanshan's face, and he said:

"Huailing Village!"

"They sniped us!"

When Mu Jing and others heard this, they were instantly filled with hatred!

"Huailing Village!"

Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth and clenched her fists!

"Carry them to the funeral rites, hold a funeral ceremony, and then bury them!"

At this time, on the other side, the village chief Mu Rantian, who had been silent for a long time in front of the old vine, spoke.

The villagers carried the body over.

"Village chief, we want revenge!"

"We want revenge!"

Many people shouted!

Even Munanshan said:

"We and Huailing Village will fight until death!"

However, Mu Rantian had a flash of unbearability in his eyes and said:

"No!"

"The state of the spirit sacrifice is unstable, and there must be no more wars for the time being!"

At this time, Mu Wanqing stepped forward and said:

"Grandpa Village Chief...I..."

"I found a treasure that can prolong the life of the spirit!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

They all looked at Mu Wanqing!