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Yan Country, Green Bee Mountain.

There are a lot of spiritual trees planted here, belonging to the blood evil gate.

More than 20 disciples of Xueshamen fell in a pool of blood, and there were piles of white skeletons. There were dozens of big pits on the ground. Wang Qingshan and others were cutting down spiritual trees.

There is a cyan attic on the mountainside. In a certain room, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a futon.

A ban was placed in the house, and Soul Eater Jin Chan was chasing dozens of black ghosts.

The disciples of Xueshamen have raised a lot of ghosts. Wang Changsheng found that Soul Eater Jinchan prefers to devour ghosts, and ghosts themselves like to devour the spirits of monsters or cultivators. One ghost will be worth ten second-order monsters.

After devouring a large number of spirits and ghosts of monsters, Soul Eater Jinchan is now a second-tier mid-rank, and her body has grown a lot.

Wang Changsheng's body was filled with a large number of blue electric arcs, and ghosts did not dare to approach Wang Changsheng at all.

Soul Eater Golden Cicada is like a wolf entering a flock, and dozens of ghosts have not escaped its clutches, and were swallowed by it one by one.

After devouring all the ghosts, Soul Eater Jin Chan flew back to Wang Changsheng.

The higher its level, the more divine consciousness it feeds back to Wang Changsheng, but at present, it has not provided much divine consciousness to Wang Changsheng. Mosquito meat is also meat, which is better than nothing.

Wang Changsheng took the Soul Eater Jin Chan back to the Spirit Beast Orb, lifted the ban and walked out.

The whole mountain is planted with a large number of spiritual trees, the lowest year is more than ten years, and the highest year is more than 300 years.

Wang Qingshan drove a cyan giant sword to chop down the spirit wood.

Some spiritual woods are easy to cut down, but some are very hard, and ordinary magic tools can be chopped on them, leaving only faint white marks.

Wang Qingjun drove three red-lighting flying knives to slash at the top of a thick blue spirit wood that the two of them hugged, leaving a few shallow white marks.

A large swarm of golden ants flew over and landed on the blue spiritual wood, frantically biting the blue spiritual wood.

Not long after, a circle of potholes appeared on the surface of the azure spirit wood.

Wang Qingjun turned around and saw Wang Changsheng walking towards him.

"Ninth Uncle!"

Wang Changsheng smiled and nodded, and said, "Cut down the spiritual wood as soon as possible, and rush to the next place."

"Yes, Uncle Ninth."

Wang Changsheng released all the gold-devouring ants to assist Wang Qingjun and others to cut down the spirit wood. If they were to cut down the spirit wood by themselves, they would not be able to cut it in half a month. In small pieces, a storage bag can hold at most one spirit wood.

With Wang Changsheng's help, they fell a lot faster.

Wang Changsheng felt that their speed was too slow, so he simply sacrificed Jiuqu Shensha, turned it into a long yellow knife, cut all the spiritual wood into multiple pieces, and put them into storage bags.

Because there are too many spiritual woods, Wang Qingshan and others only hold one-seventh of their storage bags. The remaining more than 900 spiritual woods, thousands of gold-devouring ants open their stomachs and eat them for three days and three nights. He couldn't finish it, and he burned it with a fire. Wang Changsheng was reluctant to use it to make puppet beasts, which was enough for the Wang family for decades.

"You guys take one step first and wait for me outside the mountains."

Wang Qingshan and the others did not dare to neglect, and the imperial vessel flew high into the sky and all left.

Wang Changsheng released the double-eyed rat, pointed to the mountain of spiritual wood and instructed: "Go and dig a big hole in the ground and hide this batch of spiritual wood."

He planned to hide this batch of spiritual wood first, and then come back to retrieve it later.

The surface of the double-eyed mouse lit up with a yellow light, and it disappeared into the ground.

On a peak outside the mountain range, Wang Qingshan and others stood on the top of the mountain.

"Seventh brother, why do you think Uncle Ninth put us away?"

Wang Qingjun asked through voice transmission.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Uncle Jiu must have his deep meaning when he did this."

Wang Qingshan explained through sound transmission, looking at the disciples of Bailingmen.

The disciples of Bailingmen followed Wang Changsheng and gained a lot of benefits, but they were outsiders after all, and there were some things that they could not know.

Not long after, a huge white cloud flew over with Wang Changsheng.

"Let's go! Let's rush to the next place."

After everyone stood on the white cloud, Wang Changsheng drove the cloud and flew into the distance.

Northern Xinjiang, Fire Phoenix Mountains.

In a quiet courtyard, Wang Mingren was drinking tea and chatting with seven of his classmates.

"Thank you, brothers and sisters, for your appreciation. Little sister Ximen Feng uses tea instead of wine to toast everyone."

A woman in red with delicate features raised her teacup and drank it all in one go.

The woman in red was wearing a red skirt, her skin was snow-white, her body was hot, and the towering double peaks on her chest were almost torn out of her clothes, which evoked reverie.

She is Ximen Feng, who has the seventh floor of foundation building.

"Junior Sister Ximen is joking. We are from the same family. It's right to celebrate your birthday. This 400-year-old Huoyun Lingzhi is a part of my brother's heart. Junior Sister Ximen should not dislike it."

A young man in a green shirt with a jade complexion and handsome looks took out a red wooden box and handed it to Ximen Feng.

The young man in green shirt, surnamed Li Ming Deqing, has the cultivation base of the eighth floor of the foundation, and is a die-hard suitor of Ximen Feng.

"Junior Sister Ximen, I gave you this jade phoenix hairpin. It's a high-grade magic weapon, with both offense and defense. Please don't dislike it."

Wang Mingren took out a red jade box and handed it to Ximen Feng.

Others also sent gifts, Ximen Feng thanked them and accepted them all.

"Thank you for your gifts, brothers and sisters. We should communicate more in the future."

Ximen Feng invited six people, all of whom had cultivation bases above the seventh floor. They were all elite disciples, and they had a high chance of forming pills in the future, especially Wang Mingren.

As far as Ximen Feng knows, Wang Mingren's master is the elder of the Taiyi Xianmen Deacon Hall, and he has a wide network of contacts. In addition, Wang Mingren has also won a good ranking in the Zongmen Grand Competition. He practiced to build a foundation at a young age. Seventh floor, young and promising.

"Junior Sister Ximen said that we are from the same family, so we should communicate more."

Wang Mingren smiled and nodded. He had learned a lot from Xu Zihua, especially in dealing with people, he had his own unique way.

Cai Lv Dharma, Lv is not only a Dao Lv, but also relatives and friends. Make a few more friends. As long as one friend can help you, you will not be able to benefit from it. This is Xu Zihua's teaching to Wang Mingren.

A sharp screeching sound came from Wang Mingren's arms. He took out the communication disk and entered a magic decision. As soon as he arrived, the man's voice suddenly sounded: "Junior Nephew Wang, what are you doing!"

"Returning to Uncle Meng, the disciple is a guest at Junior Sister Ximen's house. What is Uncle Master's order?"

Wang Mingren recognized that it was Meng Tianzheng's voice.

"I'll come to the old man's residence later, I have something to tell you."

"Yes, Uncle Meng."

Wang Mingren put away the communication tray and found that everyone was looking at him with envy.

There is only one person named Meng Tianzheng in the Northern Xinjiang. Meng Tianzheng is the leader of the Taiyi Five Heroes, and he has a high chance of entering the Yuan Ying period.

It seems that Wang Mingren is very popular with Meng Tianzheng and has a promising future.

"Senior Brother Wang, since Uncle Meng is looking for you for something, you should go first! Don't make Uncle Meng wait for a long time, let's meet again next time."

Ximen Feng smiled sweetly and said witfully.

"Then I'll take the first step for my brother. I'm really sorry. I'll invite you back next time."

Wang Mingren clenched his fists at the crowd, toasted a cup of tea, turned around and left.

"Senior Uncle Meng and Senior Brother Wang have a very good relationship. It seems that it is only a matter of time before Senior Brother Wang enters the Core Formation Stage."

Ximen Fengjing rolled her eyes and said with a smile.

"He's only on the seventh floor of the Foundation Establishment, and I'm already on the eighth floor of the Foundation Establishment. I will definitely be able to advance to the Core Formation Stage before him."

Li Deqing said confidently, if it wasn't for the sudden merger of Jin Yanzong into the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the contribution points he had worked so hard to accumulate in the past would have vanished.

"Then the little sister will congratulate Senior Brother Li in advance."

Ximen Feng smiled lightly, picked up the teacup and drank it.

Li Deqing didn't take it lightly, and returned a toast.

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