Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Tianfeng Canyon, Lingwu Cliff.

In the blink of an eye, the monks entrenched here left cleanly, leaving a vent for the spiritual energy from all directions to pass through the mountain.

Ye Ling flew to the wind outlet and felt the surging spiritual energy. He sat cross-legged and meditated, breathing in and out.

The sixth-level demon dragon flew over Lingwu Cliff, hovering in the clouds and mist. Near the wind outlet, Hongtang and other four maids were meditating to protect the law.

Even if there were monks passing by who noticed the rich spiritual energy in Lingwu Cliff, they would not dare to go forward and provoke them when they saw this formation.

Ye Ling threw out four bottles of elixirs and said calmly: "You should hurry up and practice in this place with rich spiritual energy, and strive to reach the peak of the ninth level of foundation building as soon as possible!"

Hongtang and Xiaotao took the medicine bottle and opened it. The scent of the medicine immediately hit their nostrils, shocking the spirits of the four girls! Then he exclaimed in surprise: "This is the Hundred Meridians Elixir! Is it the best? I once saw the little witch hoarding half a bottle. It seems that her spiritual energy is far inferior to the master's."

Seeing Ye Ling nod slightly, he started to breathe again with his eyes closed. The four girls were ecstatic, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions for fear of disturbing their master's practice.

Each of them held the medicine bottle with admiration, treating it like a treasure. At the same time, they felt that the owner was mysterious and unpredictable, and could not be understood by common sense!

Ye Ling breathed in the mountain wind, absorbing the spiritual energy that hit his face, and gradually understood in his heart: "The wind and energy are hidden here, and the spiritual energy from all directions gathers here. It is similar to the location of the Banshan Pavilion in the Immortal Mansion. Wonderful! It can be called a very rare place for cultivation in Tianfeng Gorge, but I don’t know how the aura in the deepest part of Tianfeng Gorge is compared to here.”

Ye Ling wanted to think about it, but in the end he calmed down and concentrated on meditating. Looking at the height of this mountain, if you hesitate, you will definitely waste the only five precious days in Tianfeng Gorge on running back and forth. It is better to stick to one place and concentrate on training.

Ye Ling meditated while practicing the fourth level of the Haotian Jue Foundation Building Scroll, supplemented by the Hundred Meridians Spiritual Pill to temper the body, and his cultivation gradually improved.

There was no sun or moon in the mountains, and a day passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Ling had been practicing quietly at the wind outlet of Lingwu Cliff.

Outside Lingwu Cliff, hundreds more monks passed by. Nearly half of the more than a thousand monks who entered Tianfeng Gorge had now passed through thousands of ravines.

Every three to five hours, there will always be a transmission note flying from the depths of Tianfeng Gorge.

The master of Hongtang had seen it and saw that the news sent back by Tang Long and Zhuo Wujun was nothing more than that they had met with the strong teams of their respective families and encountered a sixth-order ferocious beast on the way forward, which made their march slow and they could not walk for a day. Hundreds of miles.

The strong teams of the Tang family in Nanshan all suffered losses. The direct descendants of the Zhuo family led by Zhuo Wuhua also lost an uncle who was in the foundation-building stage of Dzogchen.

Zhuo Wujun and others did not dare to leave out the names of the beast souls, demon pills, and spiritual grasses and minerals collected by these powerful teams. They were all recorded in detail on the transmission notes.

Hongtang told the master one by one, but Ye Ling shook his head and didn't pay much attention.

Until the dusk of the third day, twilight gradually began to rise. From the depths of Tianfeng Cliff, dozens of monks turned back in groups and passed by Lingwu Cliff.

They have different costumes and different cultivation levels. They are exactly the team of monks from Xishan Zhoucheng.

Among the dozens of monks, there were three leaders, two men and one woman, each driving a sixth-level flying sword or sitting on a red cloud flying magic weapon. They complained loudly to each other and seemed to be arguing about something.

"Pavilion Master Cui! During this Tianfeng Gorge experience, the three chambers of commerce, you and I, joined forces, but we were defeated and defeated! The reason is that you refused to contribute in order to protect yourself!"

If Ye Ling had been present, he would have recognized this indignant monk. He was the drugstore shopkeeper named Yao who Ye Ling had deceived outside Tianfeng Canyon.

Now, Shopkeeper Yao pointed at Pavilion Master Cui, who was scolding him. He stood up with his big belly. As soon as he opened his mouth, the fat on his face trembled three times. He smiled contemptuously and said: "Haha, Shopkeeper Yao, just with the few money you brought." My fellow man, even a small team is not enough! You took refuge with me and the boss of Qionghua Building. We pity you because of our old friendship! How dare you have the nerve to point fingers in front of us today? You've already been dealt with by that little witch! You still dare to challenge me? It's ridiculous!"

Shopkeeper Yao's face was as suffocated as pig liver, and he was about to have an attack, but when he saw the guys under Cui Pavilion glaring at him one by one, he had to hang his head and sigh.

The proprietress of Qionghua Tower, who was sitting on the Hongyun Flying Magical Artifact, snorted coldly and said mockingly: "Of the three major chambers of commerce, you, Yaoji Pharmacy, have the least number of people. Why does Pavilion Master Cui risk his men's lives to help you to the end?" ? It’s good to have rescued you, okay? Wait! There is a sixth-level demon dragon on the cliff! Look, there are some girls here who look familiar!

The three of them stopped at the foot of Lingwu Cliff, and their men naturally stopped and looked into the fog of Lingwu Cliff.

Pavilion Master Cui saw four graceful figures on the east side of Lingwu Cliff. Their eyes widened, like big meatballs, and they flew straight over with sword light!

"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be a team of monks here to practice! I am Cui Duo, the master of the Huixing Pavilion in Xishan Prefecture City. The four girls are practicing in this barren mountain. What if they meet a bad person? Why not fight with them? How about we go together and take care of each other?”

Although Pavilion Master Cui saw a figure wearing a moon-white satin gown at the wind outlet of Lingwu Cliff, the aura exuded by this person was far less strong than that of the four Hongtang girls, so Cui Duo didn't pay attention at all.

In his opinion, this boy was probably the subordinate of the four girls who ran errands and did odd jobs. He was not even worthy of being their waiter in Huixing Pavilion!

However, no matter how warmly Pavilion Master Cui invited them, Hongtang, Yuming and the others were like clay sculptures and wooden carvings, and they were too lazy to open their eyes to look at him.

Even Xiaotao, who was the most curious, was so scared when she saw Pavilion Master Cui's huge body after opening her eyes for the first time, and she quickly closed her eyes and murmured, "Pig! Sisters, don't look at it, or you will have a nightmare!"

At this time, the proprietress of Qionghua Tower came closer. Seeing their clothes and figures, she was suddenly startled and said in a deep voice, "Pavilion Master Cui, be careful! These four girls are the subordinates of the little witch, the four maids of the Demon Palace!"

Pavilion Master Cui was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat on his shiny forehead!

But when he looked around and didn't see the little witch Su Caiying, Cui Duo suddenly grinned and laughed: "Since you are the maid of the Demon Palace, this Pavilion Master will not be polite. Come on, take them all! Go back and be my fourth concubine, hahaha! Without the little witch, you four can't make any waves. Can you match our large number of people?"

The four girls of Hongtang all changed their colors, their pretty faces became gloomy, and they hurriedly turned back to ask their master to fight with this group of people.

Who knew that Ye Ling was at the last moment of the breakthrough, absorbing the mountain wind spirit without distraction, and the breath was long. The mountain wind was blowing around him, as if forming a cyclone of wind!