Escape light and fly into the sky.

One after another, cloud chariots rose into the sky.

Only then did Li Qinglin pat his storage bag and stood up with satisfaction.

Although he had almost used up all the spiritual plants that he had successfully planted over the years, he also found two mid-grade spiritual stones and a magic weapon.

But Li Qinglin still thinks it is worth the money.

The wood-attributed foundation-building object is called 'Zhenxuan Qingjing Wood'. It is a thousand-year-old Qingjing tree that died from a lightning strike. After experiencing many vicissitudes of life, the heart of the tree was reborn from the dead, and new buds sprouted again, containing extremely abundant wood energy.

It can increase the probability of foundation building by 20%, which is very good.

This auction yielded a rich harvest.

The Nine Deaths Shocking Mausoleum Armor, the inheritance of a second-level mid-grade spiritual plant master, and the exquisite jade pendant.

As for the wonderful seed bag that could not be put into the storage bag, Li Qinglin had no choice but to carry it with him and hang it around his waist.

…

Half an hour later.

Li Qinglin returned to the outside of Taichu Taoist Palace, where Zhuang Yanjing and Zeng Jin were both there.

Zeng Jin glanced at the bag of seeds on Li Qinglin's waist, raised his eyebrows, and immediately understood what was inside.

So he said earnestly, "Han Fei, these nameless spirit seeds are not so easy to grow. Don't think they are cheap. But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if young people suffer a little loss."

In Zeng Jin's opinion, Li Qinglin might have some talent for spiritual plants, but he was just an ordinary spiritual plant.

The planting conditions of nameless spiritual seeds are basically extremely harsh and consume a lot of energy.

Whoever touches it will hit his own hands.

Li Qinglin did not explain. According to common sense, it was indeed the case.

When Zhuang Yanjing heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I wonder if you, Daoist Zeng, can help my nephew. I just bought a batch of Tibetan red wine yesterday, and I'd like to give it to you to taste."

Zeng Jin heard this and smiled slightly, then said quietly,

"Since he is the nephew of Taoist Zhuang, forget it."

"Then let Han Fei come to my cave to study for a few months. I have three acres of spiritual fields and two spiritual springs. It's not far from the spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy is abundant."

Zeng Jin glanced at Li Qinglin, as if he didn't think Li Qinglin would refuse, and continued, "Han Fei can plant these nameless spiritual seeds at my place. If there is any success and the harvest is good, he can keep one or two percent for himself."

Only give yourself 10% or 20%?

Li Qinglin was still a little hesitant about whether to accept Uncle Zhuang's kindness.

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, and a nameless anger rose in my heart.

Li Qinglin owns three spikes of plantain and also obtained the inheritance of a second-level mid-grade spiritual plant master at the auction.

As long as one's cultivation of the immortal way keeps up, one can even plant second-order low-grade spiritual plants. There is no need for Zeng Jin's hypocritical teachings at all!

As for the spiritual fields and spiritual springs, Li Qinglin was keeping a low profile and did not dare to spend too many spiritual stones at once, otherwise he would have bought them long ago! Is Zeng Jin's behavior abominable?

Not necessarily. This is a common practice in the world of immortal cultivation.

There are always those who take the lead and monopolize all kinds of knowledge and resources, and use the name of "the law should not be easily passed on" to exploit and plot against those who come later.

If you don't join in and don't obey the rules, you will be labeled a heretic.

but……

Just because it has always been this way doesn't mean it is right.

Li Qinglin's face was slightly cold, and he said indifferently, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Zeng. I think I have some strength, so I don't need your kindness."

Zeng Jin was a little bit incredulous when he heard this. It seemed that he didn't expect that a junior like Li Qinglin would dare to reject him.

The nearby cultivators all looked over.

In Zeng Jin's eyes, these people's looks seemed to be mixed with mockery and mischief.

Zeng Jin's face suddenly became gloomy, but due to his face, he couldn't get angry directly, so he ignored Zhuang Yanjing's attempts to keep him and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Han Fei, you..."

Zhuang Yanjing looked at Li Qinglin and sighed, thinking that he was just young and frivolous. Finally, he shook his head helplessly, and without saying anything more, he chased after Zeng Jin.

…

Leave Taichu Taoist Palace.

Li Qinglin bids farewell to Shang Xuan, Fan Shang and others.

Li Qinglin originally suspected that Ji Yu had been possessed by his short-lived father who was in the foundation-building stage.

After all, even for a Yuanying Zhenjun, it is extremely difficult to take over another person's body in a short period of time without any side effects.

Li Qinglin rode the paper crane towards Qingxufang.

suddenly.

A powerful spiritual energy fluctuation, accompanied by the howling of cold wind, came in an instant, directly knocking down many Qigong practitioners including Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin activated the protective light several times in succession, which barely offset the downward trend.

He landed on the ground and immediately looked for cover, then looked up in confusion.

Spells whistled, dark clouds filled the sky, and there were angry roars.

A figure dressed in a black robe, with no visible facial features and steps covered in black light, directly stopped the cloud chariot driven by the Cha family.

"Leave behind the Scarlet Phoenix Feather!"

A cold voice was heard, and small ice crystals appeared in the air as if they were visible to the naked eye.

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Then it suddenly turned into an ice blade and attacked the cloud chariot with unstoppable speed.

"How brave!"

"Where did this robbery cultivator come from, daring to make trouble for Tai Sui?"

"Want the Scarlet Phoenix Feather? See if you have the ability to do it!"

May you have infinite happiness!

In the three mountains of Qingshitan, there are actually people who dare to rob the landlords?

Li Qinglin was shocked.

Then, on the Cha family's cloud chariot, the head of the family, Cha Fangde, snorted coldly and sacrificed a three-legged alchemy cauldron, which was made of ancient bronze and blazed with flames. With an extremely violent and imposing aura, he blocked the ice blade with a bang.

In addition, Tingyu Sword Manor and Fusheng Xu family also took action.

The sword ball turned into a faint light, soared into the sky, and went straight to the face of the person who came.

An endless stream of talismans appeared, forming a talisman formation as if they were free, with the intention of blocking the intruder's retreat.

It is said that when gods fight, mortals suffer.

Li Qinglin had no intention of joining in the fun and retreated quickly, sticking to the ground.

From time to time, there were wandering cultivators who were implicated on the road. They screamed and fell from the clouds, half of their bodies were burnt, and it was obvious that they would not live long.

All I heard was a loud, dull noise in the air.

The man in black robe actually broke the sword ball and the talisman formation with his bare hands.

With a long roar, his bone marrow burned and thundering gale came out at will.

The three-legged alchemy cauldron, under the ravages of the strong wind and lightning, let out a mournful cry, and its spiritual light faded greatly, and it immediately returned to Cha Fangde's hands.

Cha Fangde looked at the uneven, corroded and pitted three-legged cauldron with a look of heartache.

"The power of Qi and blood? Are you a warrior?"

"Great! You warriors, you actually dare to break into the immortal cave?"

The three families reacted immediately and became furious, causing the three corpse gods to jump wildly in anger.

It would be fine if it was some short-sighted cultivator.

It is surprising that even such a strong man and slave, a mere warrior, dared to do such a daring thing.

ground.

Li Qinglin had been retreating stealthily for dozens of miles.

Hearing the shouting and cursing behind me, I was secretly surprised.

Good man, has stealing become a tradition among warriors? Six hundred years ago, Wu Yong led a group of people to block the mountain protection formation of Yungu Leifeng.

Today, the black-robed warriors have "deepened into the enemy's lair" and are here to rob the three mountains in Qingshitan?

Li Qinglin had to admit that these warriors were really stubborn and dared to provoke anyone! The fighting behind him became more and more rapid, and finally came with a twisted, spreading explosion wave.

Li Qinglin saw a figure galloping at high speed, heading out of the three mountains.

Although the man in black robe looked a little disheveled and his clothes were all burnt, he was not seriously injured. However, his arrogance became more and more arrogant.

"How dare you leave your name, you rat?!"

The black-robed man laughed when he heard this. "You are nothing but chickens and dogs, and you dare to call yourselves immortals? Remember, I will never change my name, my surname, Li Qinglin from Feng County!"

(End of this chapter)