Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Chen Mo didn't need to guess.

He could guess something from the other party's expression and words.

He shrugged and didn't say anything.

Lan Shoumian felt bored and didn't keep his emotions mysterious. He had to say: "The big man in our line said that the recipe of the Yangshen Pill itself is a rare commodity. For so many years, it has been in the hands of several generals in Pingduzhou. He also spent a huge price to get it."

Chen Mo listened to the other party's story quietly.

At this point, if someone said that there was no shadow of a general behind the Dragon Head Guard, he would not believe it.

"So what?"

"So..." Lan Shoumian was interrupted by him, and he stuttered when he reached his lips until he reorganized his language, "It is said above that spiritual plants below the third level should be obtained with your current ability, but there are three fourth-level spiritual plants for refining Yangshen Pills. You will get one for every three generals you kill."

"You want to kill the three generals?"

Chen Mo has heard more or less.

The two he killed were only two of them. In just a month, most of the three generals' twelve beast heads had died.

He was sure that the Dragon Head Guard played an indispensable role.

"Don't ask about this." Lan Shoumian remained mysterious.

But now that things have come to this, although Zi Shoumian didn't tell him, he could guess a thing or two.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment, and quickly went through the news he had received in the past few days in his mind. Some things have reached the point where they must be taken seriously.

Therefore, he must restore the purpose of these people as much as possible with Nie Yuanzhi and others.

In order to survive the great changes in Pingduzhou.

"Okay, I agree."

For the nine spiritual plants, Chen Mo can go to Liu Yulin for those below the third level.

With the foundation of the Eight Treasures Zhenlong Pavilion, some low-level spiritual plants should still be available.

As for the remaining three fourth-level spiritual plants, perhaps this is the only way at present!

"Frank!" Lan Shoumian smiled heartily. For him, the more difficult the task Chen Mo completed, the more benefits he would get.

As he spoke, he took out another item.

"This is a sword-wielding magical power copied by a Yuanying himself. He called it - Sword Swinging."

"Thank you."

Chen Mo took it and did not try it.

After all, he followed the path of spiritual plants and beast control, and the sword-wielding magical power was not very useful to him.

It would be a waste to try rashly!

"Goodbye!"

After getting the things, Chen Mo did not stay for too long and went away directly on Xiao Kang.

Lan Shoumian looked at the direction where he disappeared, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth. The other party's joining seemed to make the strength of the Dragon Head Guard rise to a new level.

"Wait..." He suddenly realized something, "Will he take my position?"

...

It took two extra days for Chen Mo to go around Liu Yulin's residence.

The matter of Gu Xianzhi did not cause a rift between the two because of misunderstandings, not to mention that they were all business?

It was five days later when he got those special third-level spiritual plants and returned to Motai Mountain.

In addition to spiritual plants, the nourishing spirit pill also requires a primer, the blood of monsters.

Lan Shoumian did not mention this matter, and Chen Mo did not care too much. After all, he recognized the word "dragon", and it seemed that it was not particularly precious to him.

Perhaps as long as Xiao Jin could form an infant, he should be able to continuously provide blood for refining pills.

Almost all the monsters in Changge Spirit Pool have been bled.

Ouyang Dongqing often does this, which is also an old tradition.

Back to Motai Mountain, Nie Yuanzhi was waiting in the pavilion at the foot of Motai Peak.

This thoughtful elder of secular affairs knew very well that every time the headmaster took the initiative to find him, there would be important matters to discuss, and as the other party's think tank, he naturally could not delay at all.

Chen Mo invited the other party to go up the mountain.

When passing by the spiritual fields all over the mountains, he also called his direct disciples.

Nowadays, there are more than just Chen Mo, Qin Xi, and Zhuang Changsi on Motai Peak. Over the years, he has also found several disciples with good talents and character.

It can be said that with the assistance of these disciples, Chen Mo only needs to water and increase production, and take care of the fourth-level spiritual field.

If it weren't for the fact that he hasn't reached the Nascent Soul stage and can't copy the magical powers, he would simply strip away some of his talents.

Chen Mo also figured it out. After all, one person's strength is limited. He can't have both!

Every time the elders come to the door, Qin Xi will put down the affairs in his hands and run around with Zhuang Changsi.

In a few years, they have not only made great progress in strength, but also become more transparent in dealing with people, and gradually have the ability to stand on their own.

Lingzhitang will eventually be taken away from Chen Mo.

As the headmaster, he can't do everything himself.

The reason why he is always kept by his side is to let him see, listen and learn more.

Nie Yuanzhi also saw that Chen Mo was doing this deliberately, so he would chat with Qin Xi more whenever he had the chance, both to give advice and to cultivate her.

Five days would not be enough to go to Yongning Court to take care of the spiritual fields.

So, Chen Mo had enough time to analyze the current situation and what "they" were going to do!

He had already entered the vortex, and it was unknown whether he was at the edge or in the center.

"Brother Nie, how are the major immortal gates doing now?"

Faced with Chen Mo's question, Nie Yuanzhi first leaned back slightly, showing a hesitant look, and then said: "As far as I know, the more than 200 immortal gates in Pingduzhou have gradually split into three camps."

"Three?"

"Those rich and powerful immortal gates in the central hinterland were originally controlled by the general's mansion. Now they have returned directly and are directly managed by their respective general's mansions."

Chen Mo listened quietly.

"There are about 40 or 50 of these immortal gates."

"Not many."

"Yes, but their strength is probably enough to compete with the remaining more than 100 immortal gates."

Chen Mo sighed: "The crisis also makes these immortal gates integrate."

Nie Yuanzhi nodded: "The remaining second camp is the largest in number, but the least useful. Their number is about 145 or so. These immortal gates are rootless duckweed, without a powerful force behind them, and are now trying their best to protect themselves."

"Motai Mountain also belongs to this category, right?"

The other party smiled slightly.

Chen Mo understood and continued to ask: "Is the third type controlled by Corpse Demon Ridge?"

"Yes!" This is exactly what Nie Yuanzhi wanted to say, "There are about thirty or forty of these immortal gates. The General's Mansion has sent people to clear them out, but they can be described as defeated. However, I found that these immortal gates controlled by Corpse Demon Ridge are not sure what they are planning, and they never make any moves."

"Maybe they are waiting."

Sometimes timing is more important than choice!

"Maybe."

"If a general is trying to eliminate the power of another general, what does it mean?" (End of this chapter)