Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

On Qingyang Peak, Gong Yeli strolled leisurely on this third-level spiritual mountain.

Eight Jindan ancestors, including Li Chunfeng, had been refined into human fat by him, but from their mouths, he learned that there was still a Jindan who had not appeared.

He followed the map and found the residence of Tu Renlong, and pushed the door open without fear to enter the hall.

Soon, an old man in his twilight years was half lying on a bench, with dry skin and turbid eyes. The aura of the Jindan realm was almost invisible. He was just an old man who could disappear at any time.

Gong Yeli chuckled lightly. He would not use such a dying person as human fat.

He took a step forward, poked his finger through the other's forehead, and turned and left.

Thousands of miles away, Mo Junqing suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look in the direction of Qingyang Sect, and his nails had already embedded in the flesh.

An immortal sect was destroyed.

As the oldest, most advanced, and most emotional member of the Qingyang Sect, Mo Junqing has already planted the seeds of hatred!

However, he is only at the eighth level of foundation building now, and is still too weak.

If he wants to take revenge on the Shennong Sect, he must at least reach the Nascent Soul stage.

If it were in the past, Tu Renlong would not even dare to think about it, as the Golden Core was already his limit.

But now that he has become Mo Junqing, everything has changed! He firmly believes that within a few decades, he will definitely break through the Nascent Soul stage, and then he must kill the Shennong Sect and avenge the deceased Qingyang Sect!

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After a few more days, the entire 112 peaks of the Xianmen have been almost cleaned up.

Occasionally there are some sporadic ones, and the disciples of the Shennong Sect are too lazy to kill them all.

Although the cat-and-mouse game is interesting, these people do not enjoy killing, so they naturally do not want to spend too much time searching for those who have slipped through the net.

In the battle to destroy the sect, as long as the sect leaders, elders, and elite disciples are cleared, the others will not be a concern.

Can the remaining Qi Refining Realm and Spiritual Plant Realm disciples really stir up trouble?

The formation covering the entrance of the secret realm has been broken by Gong Yeli himself. Under his call, a group of Jindan Realm disciples began to discuss how to enter and explore. After all, according to the experience of Shennong Sect, this secret realm is definitely not a good place.

Whether they can survive after entering is completely unknown.

After discussing and discussing, there was no conclusion for several days.

On this day, a foundation-building disciple of Shennong Sect came to the entrance of the secret realm and asked to see the elders.

Zhu Xinxing stood outside the tent respectfully, but he was very uneasy in his heart. He was surprised by his discovery. After thinking for a long time, he decided to report the matter to the real people.

"When?"

Zhu Xinxing pulled open the curtain. There were more than ten Jindan real people sitting cross-legged in the tent. The sense of oppression was definitely not something he could resist.

"Report to the Immortal, there is a spiritual field at the foot of Ziyun Peak, and it seems to be a little abnormal."

"The spiritual field is abnormal?" Gong Yeli looked around, and the other Immortals were also confused.

"What's the abnormality?"

"There are almost two acres of small enlightenment fruit planted there, and..."

"It's just a second-level spiritual field, what's the fuss?" Old Man Huang stroked his gray beard, a little impatient.

"No." Zhu Xinxing hurriedly explained, fearing that he would leave a bad impression on the Immortals, "If it was a second-level spiritual field, the disciple would not have alarmed the Immortals."

"Why? Could it be that a first-level spiritual field can also plant small enlightenment fruit? Are you kidding?"

"Report to the Immortal! Really! Not only that, the disciple found that the production of small enlightenment fruit there is a little bit wrong!"

"Huh?"

"Old Man Huang, go and take a look first." Gong Yeli was not in a good mood.

The most urgent task now is to discuss how to explore the secret realm, and he doesn't care about anything else.

Old Man Huang still smiled on the surface, but there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart.

He walked through the big tent, with Zhu Xinxing leading the way in front. With the earth shrinking to a foot, he arrived at the White Snake Market in less than half a cup of tea.

"Master, it's here!" Zhu Xinxing pointed to an elegant house and said.

Old man Huang frowned. Everything in front of him was not much different from the surrounding spiritual fields. It was also a vast expanse of spiritual yellow rice, and it was still in the seedling season.

"Are you kidding me?"

Zhu Xinxing was stunned, and then quickly explained: "Master, there is an illusion array here, please follow me!"

As he spoke, he disappeared in front of Old Man Huang.

Soon, the elder in the Golden Core Realm followed him in.

The next moment, the scene in front of him changed completely!

In the distance, the neat rows of ridges were planted with dense green leaf orchids and yellow spiritual grass flowers.

Nearby was a special spiritual field, on which thousands of small enlightenment fruits were planted, and there were also many giant bone spiritual rice!

The middle part is the unpopular Simi and Linghuang rice.

Everything at the moment made Old Man Huang frown.

Something is wrong!

It is too wrong!

He jumped up and landed directly next to the Qingyelan. This first-level spiritual vegetable is cheap and has a decent yield. Although the spiritual energy contained is average, it is also a variety they often eat.

He even planted it when he was young, but the Shennong Sect only weighed about one catty.

But the one in front of him must be at least three or four catties!

Not only that, the size and weight of the Huangling grass flower next to it are three or four times larger than the varieties he knows.

"New variety?"

Old Man Huang picked a leaf and put it directly into his mouth to chew.

But after chewing a few times, I still noticed that there was no difference. These green leaf orchids and yellow spiritual grass flowers were almost the same in taste and aura, except that they were larger.

"It doesn't look like a new variety."

"Master, this piece of land is about 50 acres; in addition, there is another 20 acres at a spiritual pond about a hundred miles away. These 70 acres of land are covered by the illusion array, and the yield of spiritual plants planted there is about three times the normal amount."

"Spirit pond?"

"Yes!" Since Zhu Xinxing dared to report to the masters, he must have done enough homework.

Otherwise, if he was asked, he would not know anything and it would be difficult to save face.

Old man Huang frowned slightly, and then came to the field where the spiritual yellow rice was planted. Like the rice, their plants had completely fallen over, and the roots and stems had been crushed by the full seeds and could not bear the weight.

"I have observed that there is no trace of fertilizer in this field. It is just a basic first-level spiritual field." Zhu Xinxing continued to explain.

"Then why did this happen?" Old man Huang's slight dissatisfaction had been thrown behind him.

As an immortal sect founded on agriculture, planting is a talent, and Old Man Huang is no exception.

At this moment, he was eager to know the reason for everything that was happening!

"Master, please follow me, this is where the problem is the most strange." Zhu Xinxing led the other party to the spiritual field of four acres square, and continued, "Small enlightenment fruit should only be planted in spiritual fields of the second level or above, but this is obviously a first-level spiritual field, but the spiritual energy is a little abnormal!"