Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"As a beastmaster, isn't it normal to have some monsters with you?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

Zhang Jie made a nonchalant expression: "It's normal in Zhongzhou."

"That's good."

The two did not continue with the matter of monsters.

Zhang Jie did not bother whether this was Zhongzhou, and Chen Mo did not mean to do so.

In other words, for them, the opinions of other cultivators in Zhongjian Pavilion were not important at all! Whether they were frightened or not was not what the two cared about.

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and Zhang Jie led Chen Mo out of the city.

He never went in from beginning to end.

The preparation time for this day was long enough, so this general who ruled Pingduzhou did not explain to his generals again.

"Is it me who is flying the sword, or you?"

"Is the teleportation array far away?"

"The nearest one is probably ten thousand miles away from here."

Chen Mo thought for a while and said, "Then let him fly."

"Okay."

Xiao Kang turned into a giant bird again, flying into the sky like a shield covering the sky and the sun.

"There is more than one teleportation array in Pingduzhou?" Chen Mo asked back, unintentionally pointing out the information just revealed by the other party.

"Of course." Zhang Jie paced back and forth on Xiao Kang's back, and occasionally reached out to touch the fur of other monsters.

"How many?"

"Do you want to know?"

Chen Mo took a deep breath and finally nodded in compromise.

"If you want to know, then I'll tell you."

Zhang Jie stood next to the blood deer lion, one hand on its blood-red fur, and continued: "There are three teleportation arrays in Pingduzhou, two of which lead to Beizhou and the other one leads to Xizhou."

"No one goes directly to Zhongzhou?"

"Pingduzhou is just a small border land, how can it go directly to Zhongzhou? There are more than 20 state capitals, and only the four states of North, West, East and South can go to Zhongzhou!"

"It is equivalent to the four states being nodes?"

"Yes."

"Then how long will we stay in Beizhou?" Chen Mo asked.

"I don't care. I can stay for a year or two."

"Let's talk about it after we finish our business."

While chatting, the two arrived at a mountain.

Before they got close, Chen Mo felt a very strong formation fluctuation.

From the outside, it looked like an ordinary mountain, and from time to time it exuded the breath of monsters. But people who are proficient in formations can easily see the special features there.

"Do you need to stop?" Chen Mo asked.

"No, just fly in!"

Zhang Jie shook his head.

In a flash, Xiao Kang had carried them into the mountain.

The surrounding jungle became a bare piece, and soon, several breaths locked them at the same time.

However, these divine consciousness came and went quickly. After the guards who were responsible for guarding the formation found that the people coming were the six generals, they were no longer vigilant.

They were sent by the six generals, so they were naturally responsible for the general's mansion.

Xiao Kang's speed gradually decreased.

And what appeared in front of Chen Mo at this moment was a huge teleportation formation!

The center of the formation was flashing with white light, and the surroundings were almost covered with spiritual crystals.

He tried to understand the formation in front of him, but because it was too mysterious, it was impossible to see through its essence just by looking and analyzing.

Chen Mo knew that the teleportation formation was a fourth-level formation.

It belonged to the time formation in the ten formations, and it was also one of the rarest and most complex formations.

The Ten Formations Sect had briefly talked to him that in Wuchi, only Wangshen Palace could set up a teleportation formation, and each formation required a lot of resources from them.

And a large teleportation formation like this that spanned the state capital, the income from a formation could even allow a huge immortal gate like Wangshen Palace to operate for decades!

Even the small formation built by Shennong Sect on Ziyun Peak at the beginning made them feel painful for a long time.

Chen Mo once asked, in all these years, no one has successfully reproduced the teleportation formation, or did the people of Wangshen Palace come out to set up the formation themselves?

Lu Lan's answer was: Maybe there was, but they are all dead.

"How many spirit crystals does it take to teleport once?" Chen Mo followed Zhang Jie's footsteps and stepped into the formation.

"Twenty low-grade spirit crystals per person."

Chen Mo nodded. Although the price was not cheap, he could accept it.

But who knew that the other party continued: "The price is the same for monsters."

"..."

"I put it in the beast control ring."

"It's useless. It can't be teleported that way."

"Why?"

Zhang Jie rolled his eyes at him: "You have to ask Wangshen Palace about this."

Now, Chen Mo finally knew why the other party didn't say a word about monsters just now. It turned out that he was waiting for him here.

Including him, plus six monsters, that is 140 low-grade spirit crystals, which is almost the output of a fourth-level mine in five years!

This is just a one-way trip, and it will be doubled for a round trip.

Chen Mo originally thought he was quite rich, but when he went on a long trip, he found that he was still a poor man.

"I'll send them back and take one away."

"Forget it, the first teleportation, count it on me." Zhang Jie shrugged and said calmly.

"Come back?"

"Of course you pay for it yourself!"

"Then I'll send you away."

"You!"

Zhang Jie was a little helpless. He smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, forget it, it's all mine."

At this moment, the monsters that he had just touched were obviously much closer to him.

The two people and six monsters stood in the teleportation array.

When Zhang Jie saw that Chen Mo was holding a sleeping little dragon in his arms, even his steady character couldn't help but complain.

The white light was bright.

After a while, everyone finally regained their vision.

Chen Mo opened his eyes again, and saw a group of Yuanying monks holding golden spears and black iron rods on their waists.

Their clothes were a bit special, neither like Taoist robes nor long gowns, but a fusion of ancient and modern times.

The clothes were navy blue.

The cuffs and trouser legs were gathered, and there were white patterns on them.

These Yuanying monks who were all dressed the same were still very shocking!

Chen Mo didn't expect that the first moment he came here would let him see the extraordinary of Beizhou.

As he spoke, a fat, pot-bellied middle-aged man opened his hands and walked towards them quickly, saying as he walked: "Oh, my friend Zhang Jie, you are finally here."

Facing the greasy hug, Zhang Jie flashed and was already behind the other party.

The man turned around, still undeterred, and walked towards him again with his arms open: "My friend, don't you want to hug each other after a long separation?"

"No."

Zhang Jie flashed to his side and patted his shoulder.

"That's a pity."

The middle-aged man put down his arms, his face full of regret.

However, despite his greasy appearance, his realm is real, at least in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

It is not impossible to be in the late stage!

"Zhang Jie, won't you introduce me? What is the name of this handsome genius?" (End of this chapter)