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Chapter 606 The Grave(1/2)

‘This time, the sect is really bleeding.’

Walking out of the Ancestor Hall, Fang Xing looked at the disciples who were not qualified to discuss matters but who obviously heard the sound of the wind and became much more excited, and said in his heart.

Before, the disciples within Aoki Ridge had to be divided into three or six or nine levels.

For example, an alien cultivator like him can only exchange for the fundamental diagram of the magical power of the "Crass-Head God". It is almost a dream to want to "Flesh Tai Sui".

I rely on the time of war, the rules were omitted and the help of Changnong, so I barely succeeded in the acquisition.

At this time, the exchange list is treated equally. No matter what the difference between foreigners and one’s own people, as long as the military achievements are enough, they can be exchanged.

‘Actually, there were signs before, but now it’s just formally recognized.’

‘It has been through a family disaster. If you divide the internal and external areas, it will only make people feel disappointed in vain…’

Those disciples who were thrilled to see a large number of Taoist elixirs open for redemption, cheered and excited.

The Taoist monk was so excited that he was unable to control himself for the "Spiritual Power Pill Membrane".

‘This is when people die for money and birds die for food…’

‘Even though I know the building is about to collapse, I will give you a great reward and everyone will take the lead…’

Fang Xing looked at these scenes with interest: 'Just like the game of passing flowers on the drums, in fact, everyone knows that the last kick is dangerous, but they bet that they will not be the last one...'

Although he was a little interested in the "Spiritual Pill Membrane", he was not ready to take action.

After all, with Fang Xing’s talent, two pseudo-magic powers have been gathered.

By comprehending the "Flesh Tai Sui" and "Lucao", we can understand the method of fusion of magical powers and achieve the "Flesh and Blood" magical powers. It cannot be said that it is in the back of our palms, but it is also extremely simple.

'After all, I am the reincarnation of a true immortal. Although the path of spiritual root flowing immortals that I have walked before is completely different from the path of practice in this world, it is no problem to break through a realm with complete skills... After all, the three thousand great roads are the same way?'

While thinking, Fei Changnong and Senior Sister Hong also came out.

But at this time, the two sides were more like father and daughter, or even grandchildren, than Taoist couples.

Fei Changnong looked desolate and bowed to Fang Xing. He had no interest in going forward to talk and left on his own.

Fang Xing chuckled and returned to Qingyu Garden.

To be honest, many monks Daoji have died in battle and a large number of positions have been empty.

If he wants to be transferred, it is just a matter of one sentence, and even the deputy master of Shennong Hall cannot be considered.

But Fang Xing didn't like it at all, so he chose to continue farming in Qingyu Garden.

"Next... plant eternal trees with all their might and strive to plant eternal trees in the valley."

"In this way, my promotion speed can also be faster."

Fang Xing looked at Qingyu Valley and made plans silently in his heart.

After being promoted to level 15 druid, his [Tree Shepherd] talent was also enhanced, and he had more experience in planting trees.

Otherwise, the more experience the druids will need to be promoted, and it is really not an easy gap to fill.

At this time, Fang Xing could already say that he was in power and could do whatever he wanted in Qingyu Garden.

"Uncle in charge..."

Meng Tiandong flew over and asked respectfully: "The tomb of the disciple who died this time has been built, so I have to go and see it..."

"Forget it, just go and have a look."

Fang Xing followed Meng Tiandong to a corner of the Medicine Garden and saw several tombs.

One of them actually belongs to Dong Meier.

Although this woman held on to the first few rounds, she fell into the last darkness before dawn.

On the contrary, Meng Tiandong and Yu Santian two old Lingnongs were relatively agile and escaped a disaster.

Even so, Meng Tiandong also lost an arm.

Fang Xing thought for a while and summoned the disciples of the Medicine Garden: "You people have no contribution and hard work... Now that the sect is rewarding me with great rewards, I can make the decision to exchange you for a 'Daoji Pill', but whoever is assigned to it later depends on your own efforts."

Although Daoji Pill is also very precious to Daoji monks, it is not an unavailable thing.

On the redemption list, as long as you have the military achievements of killing a Daoji First Realm, you can redeem it.

Anyway, Fang Xing is useless to take advantage of his military achievements, so he doesn't mind getting one at random to increase the enthusiasm of his disciples.

After all, there were so many companions who died before, as long as they were humans, they would easily think more and then have some psychological problems.

Sure enough, as soon as this statement was said, everyone seemed to have been injected with chicken blood.

Even if Meng Tiandong and Yu Santian are obviously over the Jiazi period, because Fang Xing promised to leave the Daoji Pill for future disciples, they all worked hard to start planting trees...

...

Because we knew that after the war, too many people died in the sect, the demand for various spiritual medicines fell.

Fang Xing didn't have any effort to cultivate any Breeze elixir.

In a trance, another period of spring and autumn passed.

This day.

Fang Xing had just taken out a pot of homemade fruit wine to celebrate his 85th birthday.

Suddenly, I felt aware and looked towards the valley entrance.

I saw an old man with white hair flying over, it was Fei Changnong!

"Senior Brother Fei, come and count the elixir?"

Fang Xing greeted him, smiled and asked.

"That's right, but junior brother must be prepared. This time I'm afraid I won't make any contributions..."

Fei Changnong had a lingering aura, as if he was about to die.

Fang Xing didn't say much, and let Meng Tiandong, who was also old, get the lowest share of the elixir.

"Well... these can get five hundred merits."

Fei Changnong took a look and glanced at Fang Xing thoughtfully.

This junior brother obviously knew the situation and did not spend much effort.

On the contrary, the evergreen trees around almost surrounded the entire medicine garden.

He once had some doubts about the junior brother's motives.

But now it seems that it is just to plant trees?

‘Oh… Although Junior Brother Fang practices origami art, it’s really not certain who will send away whom in the future.’

Fei Changnong sighed in his heart and began to discuss with Fang Xing the three ultimates and the affairs of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.

It can be said that since the defeat of the last battle, the Killing Sect has seemed to be a huge rock hanging in the hearts of all the disciples of Qingmuling. I don’t know when this huge rock will fall.

Fang Xing watched Fei Changnong leave, and knew that the next time he came to collect the elixir, he would definitely not be this person.

He turned around and looked at Meng Tiandong: "This time, we have made such contributions, do you have any complaints?"

Meng Tiandong looked old and bowed with his only one-arm: "The little old man has half buried the loess, what do these things outside do?"

"What's more, the sect's great disaster was before, and the uncle in charge saved the young man's life. The old man only hopes to have a lifetime, and do something for the uncle in charge and repay a few things..."

"Um."

Fang Xing nodded: "You said that if you want to live a lifetime in this garden, then choose your own cemetery in the medicine garden."

"Yes, thank you uncle."

Meng Tiandong quickly saluted.

He is an old man from Qingyu Garden and he does have a lot of feelings for this place.

It's really good to be able to bury this place.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a jade bottle was thrown in front of him.

"This Taoist elixir will be assigned to you. Whether it is left to your descendants or to other junior brothers and sisters, you will do whatever you want..."

Fang Xing waved his hand and told Meng Tiandong not to disturb him. He was preparing to enter the wooden house to practice hard, strive to practice in one go, and practice magical powers.

...

Spring goes and autumn comes.

Time has passed year by year.

Dulongpo, Qingli Swamp, Qingmuling is as usual.

The Killing Sect said it was coming, but after calling too much, the wolf came, but it never came...

It is said that he showed his enemy as weak, and then set up a trap. Even if he targeted the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, he won a beautiful one and was promoted to a true king of Yangshen on the spot.

The ten major sects of good and evil in the entire area, especially the disciples of Qingmuling, who were particularly complicated when they heard this news.

At the beginning, they were so scared that they began to attack each other by just one news, almost ready to cut their flesh and feed the tiger at all costs.
To be continued...
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