My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　As long as you go back by yourself, for a maximum of three days, the first alchemy task is not a big problem.

　　The second task of killing monsters is too bad!

　　He Yiming already had an idea for the third task, and now he was lucky enough to get a low-grade spiritual vein, which was barely able to be solved.

　　The last task was illusory, and He Yiming was still at a loss.

　　After thinking about it, He Yiming decided to finish the third task first!

　　So He Yiming immediately called the players.

　　"Disciples, you did a great job!"

　　"This time the Northern Expedition, everyone performed very well! The harvest is also extremely rich! So this sect master decided to return to the sect to repair it!" He Yiming faintly

　　"Dig, are you going back?"

　　"Wait, I haven't brushed enough yet!"

　　"After going back, are you going to open a new map?"

　　The players were obedient. Although they kept their mouths shut, they all got on the Lingwu chariot and began to return.

　　Soon after He Yiming and others left.

　　In the extreme wilderness, next to an ancient teleportation formation,

　　"Zizzizi!" As the teleportation array flickered, eleven figures slowly appeared.

Chapter 134 The Host With Bad Purposes

　　"Is this the extreme wasteland known as the desperate state of the Northern Spirit Realm?"

　　"Tsk tsk, it's not that scary!

　　"Haha, that He Yiming, the sect established here? You're not too timid!"

　　Among them, ten figures spoke one after another, but their voices were a little different from those of ordinary people, and they sounded a bit strange.

　　"Everyone... This is the extreme wasteland! The plan has been discussed before... You just need to act according to the arrangement!" The figure headed by the head slowly removed

　　He took off his cloak, revealing his true face.

　　It is the former vice president of Haotian Academy, Gu Hang,

　　None of the ten figures behind Gu Hang was a human race, and the aura of each one was astonishingly powerful.

　　To be honest, in Gu Hang's opinion, these ten alien races joined forces to slaughter He Yiming and his sect.

　　The people in the Holy Land of Suppression are really cautious and leave no flaws-!

　　With these ten alien races who are good at fighting beasts, they will trigger the tide of beasts and slaughter He Yiming's sect, then there is no evidence at all!

　　Even in the event of a contingency, in the future, there is a great power to launch a causal inquiry, and at most they will find themselves and these ten aliens.

　　At that moment, the Holy Land of Prison Suppression will properly abandon itself and others, and leave the relationship clean.

　　"Go! Remember, that He Yiming, he is strong enough to overwhelm ten monsters in the base-building realm. Don't underestimate it. You must attract more monsters!" Gu

　　Hang couldn't help but reminded.

　　"Hehe...' Ten aliens sneered disdainfully,

　　What are the waste base-building monsters that Haotian Academy keeps in captivity?

　　Each of the ten alien races present is confident and can easily kill them!

　　And the ten alien races are more of a belief that there must be a backstage behind He Yiming, and the ten base-building monsters are estimated to have been manipulated, and they were introduced to He Yi-

　　Ming beheaded, come to gild He Yiming, the chief of the list!

　　In a mere Spirit Vein Realm, push ten Foundation Establishment Realm monsters without injury?

　　This lie is broken as soon as you poke it!

　　Hmm, it's all a trick.

　　"Understood! Let's go!" The ten aliens nodded without any nonsense.

　　"He Yiming, this time you're dead! As long as you die... Ninety percent of Nangongli will not come to participate in the assessment again. At that time, the first place in the second round of assessment will not be

　　Is it the possession of my grandson Gu Changfeng? "Gu Hang couldn't help but sneer.

　　Especially when I think that after this vote, I will be able to regain the position of vice president of Haotian Academy, and even...

　　Maybe even have a little relationship with the Holy Land of Suppression!

　　The Holy Land for Suppressing Prison is many times stronger than Haotian Academy!With such thick thighs, I am willing to be a dog!

　　At this time, the star driver Lingwu chariot was rushing towards the sect.

　　He Yiming was sitting in the Lingwu chariot and roughly counted the harvest this time.

　　He Yiming ignored the piles of monster bones, skins, and all kinds of meat that the players took back.

　　In this Northern Expedition, he killed 11 monsters in the base-building realm, except for the four killed by the Iron-Blooded Army ant nest. He Yiming was surprised to find that the players were independent and active.

　　Seven base-building monsters were lost.

　　He Yiming sighed in admiration, but didn't think much about it.

　　Although the player didn't know much, he skillfully plucked out the fur of the seven base-building monsters, and basically all the edible parts were made into various delicacies.

　　As for the bones that cannot be eaten, they are thrown into the warehouse,

　　He Yiming quickly found twelve different bones from it, all of which could be refined into spiritual weapons.

　　However, He Yiming didn't see the inner alchemy, and it was estimated that the player had thrown it away as an internal organ or something.

　　Pity.

　　In addition, there are naturally a large number of low-level and middle-level spirit grasses.

　　Then there are many, many five-clawed golden dragon emperors flying,

　　In the end, it was the low-grade spiritual veins found from the iron-blooded army ant nest, as well as the jade slips of Mingjian Jue.

　　"Unfortunately, the number of players is a bit small, otherwise the Northern Expedition is expected to gain even more this time!" He Yiming was looking forward to it at this time. If the system can be successfully upgraded,

　　Must be able to recruit players twice

　　But now it seems that the system upgrade task is too difficult!It is almost impossible to succeed!

　　The return journey of the Lingwu chariot went smoothly without any monsters blocking the way, so it only took half a day to return to the sect.

　　"Brother Ming, have you found SH? What does it look like? How does it taste? Is it dry? Is it moist?"

　　He jumped up, his eyes lit up, and even He Yiming was a little scared.

　　"Holding the grass, if I don't accept anyone, I will accept Brother Nong!"

　　"As expected of my farmer brother, Shennong has tasted all kinds of herbs, and my farmer brother has tasted all kinds of SH!"

　　"Show!"

　　The players also took a step back, and glanced at the farmer with the eyes of the warrior.

　　"These are spirit grass seeds, these are mid-level spirit grasses, you can transplant them into the spirit field..." He Yiming took out a lot of spirit grass seeds, and some that needed to be transplanted.

　　The spirit grass was handed over to the farmer.

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　　Finally, under the expectant gaze of the farmer, He Yiming took out another storage charm.

　　"It's all filled with real dragon flying, enough for you to make a huge amount of Xiang Kelu!" He Yiming smiled slightly.

　　"Wow!" The farmer was so excited that he grabbed the storage talisman, licked the corner of his mouth, and wanted to open it.

　　"Stop! Go back to Lingtian and study slowly!" He Yiming couldn't resist such a fierce person, hold the grass, will you take a bite at the scene?

　　Aw, also...' The farmer nodded and hurried back to the spiritual field,

　　"Wang Lufei, the No. [-] ice method in the national costume, and the indomitable bear, beef noodle, the four of you can go and choose a piece of land and build a pavilion!" He Yiming waved

　　hand, and reminded after calling the four.

　　"Wow! Can I build a villa too?"

　　Huhuhu, I finally have my own territory! "

　　"What am I going to build?

　　The four of them were all excited, and immediately recruited friends and began to prepare to build a villa.

　　He Yiming strode back to the alchemy pavilion.

　　"Brother Ming is back!" Advanced mathematicians and others were still studying pill recipes in the alchemy pavilion. When they saw He Yiming appear, they immediately surrounded him.

　　"Advanced mathematics, here are all low-level spirit grasses, and some middle-level spirit grasses, you can start alchemy! Wait for the farmer to ripen a new batch of low-level spirit grasses.

　　"Yes!"

　　"By the way, how is Dan Fang's research?"

　　"Brother Ming, Dan Fang has already cracked 475!"

　　"Well, not bad, keep up the good work!"

　　"Yes, Brother Ming!"

　　He Yiming sorted out a large number of spirit grasses harvested from this Northern Expedition and placed them in the alchemy pavilion's warehouse, and then walked out of the alchemy pavilion.

　　As soon as he went out, He Yiming walked to the forging hall again.

　　At this time, in the forging hall, several forging players who had just returned from the Northern Expedition started a new wave of forging with excitement.

　　"Everyone!" He Yiming said, summoning these forging players,

　　"Brother Ming, is he going to create a spiritual tool by himself?"

　　"Damn, I want to try it too!"

　　"Yeah, but I used those monster bones to make it, and I couldn't succeed!"