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The kick from "Wine Entangling Corpse" left all the spiritual masters present dumbfounded!
Are you really a person?
Oh right, he wasn't even a person to begin with.
However, the most shocked person was Yan Dingyun.
That slash, could it be kicked away directly?
Don't be so ridiculous!
It is clear that "Wine Entangling Corpse" is a skill.
That's right, [a kick without alcohol].
"Wuhu~ Flying so high~"
The corpse-entangled drunkard grinned as he looked up at the slash, then down at Yan Dingyun before him, a faint smile playing on his lips as he looked at him defiantly:
"Didn't you eat?"
Yan Dingyun's face turned pale, and he gripped his sword tightly.
"Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Upon hearing this, the corpse-entangled wine burst into laughter:
"So what do you want?"
Yan Dingyun closed his eyes and took a deep breath:
"Get out of the way, or I'll have to say it a third time."
The sword in his hand emitted a series of humming sounds, and the aura of a ninth-level Celestial Master swept across the entire area. Everyone looked at him in surprise, wondering if he was going to fight.
The Feng family is right across from us!
"Ha ha!"
The corpse, now entangled in wine, revealed another maniacal smile, took a jar of wine from his person, and upon opening it, its aroma filled the air.
"If you dare, then come on!"
Yan Dingyun swept his sword to the side and spoke softly:
"Folding mirror..."
Before he could finish speaking, the wind chimes rang out:
"Wine-bound corpse, come back."
Upon hearing this, Jiu Chanshi curled his lip, took a sip of wine, and glanced at Yan Dingyun:
You won't be so lucky next time!
Having said that, he disappeared, and the golden wheel in front of him reopened.
Yan Dingyun immediately led his men and rushed in.
But once inside...
"What?! What?! How come they're all gone?!"
There's nothing left in the ruins now.
There are no mountains, no water, it's like a newly developed alien world, there's nothing there.
"Did that guy Fengling move the entire tomb ruins?"
That's outrageous! What do you need those mountains for?
How much free time do you have?
"How could that be? Only a few minutes have passed!"
"It's the Feng family's Yin-Yang Realm..."
The veins on Yan Dingyun's forehead were bulging, and his hand holding the sword was trembling. He was about to break down!
"Return to Ling Shu Pavilion."
He didn't want to stay there any longer, so he turned around and left.
Within the Yin-Yang Realm of the Feng Family:
"Haha! Well done, butler!"
Fengling looked at the vast expanse of green in the desert with delight.
This other world finally has some color to it!
I immediately felt much better.
Even Fengling hadn't expected that the butler would be able to empty the entire tomb ruins.
It turns out that after the tomb was left without an owner, the steward gained control of the space and was able to do such outrageous things.
"It is all thanks to the Yin-Yang Realm of my Feng family that this was made possible."
"Go and call those alchemists over. We just happened to get a few tons of immortal herb seeds from the Ruo family last time. Let them plant them."
"yes!"
Fengling had long wanted to grow medicinal herbs in her own home, but in this vast desert, the only thing she could grow was cacti.
Now that's good, with the soil from this tomb ruin, the Feng family can finally have their own medicine valley.
However, it will take many years of cultivation before the initial results are visible.
The alchemists were completely stunned when they saw the mountain and the Great Wall.
Wow, are there oases in this vast desert?
"Wait, this is... isn't this the Qin Dynasty tomb ruins?!"
"Holy crap, the Feng family moved the entire tomb ruins in here!?"
Both Long Yun and Huang Yixing were stunned.
heart:
We absolutely cannot let this guy set foot in Huaxia Baicao Valley again, or he will definitely suffer the same fate as this tomb.
Fengling sent someone carrying seeds to the alchemists:
"After you help me sow these seeds according to their respective growth characteristics, I will send you away from here."
Everyone's spirits lifted upon hearing this:
"Is this really true!?"
The wind chime smiled:
"Of course it's fake~ If you don't work properly, I'll skin you and dry you in the sun, use your blood to water the flowers, and chop your bones into powder to mix with rice."
Everyone: ? ? ?
"We didn't do anything to you, did we?"
Feng Ling chuckled, turned and left without looking back, saying:
"The alchemists who entered the tomb with me earlier, come with me, I'll show you some good stuff."
So, the few thousand people who entered the second round of the Demon Refining Tournament followed Feng Ling.
However, the tens of thousands of people eliminated in the first round could only stay and cultivate the immortal herbs.
"Oh right, Long Tianxing, go plant some grass for me."
Long Tianxing: ...
He gritted his teeth and glared at Feng Ling. It turned out that the hateful Lei Jingyun was actually Feng Ling in disguise.
But... if it were a wind chime, he dared not say a word!
Long Yun and Huang Yixing walked at the front. They exchanged a glance, and Huang Yixing said in a deep voice:
"Wind Chime, don't even think about us doing anything for you. I will never work for the demon race."
Feng Ling simply turned her head and said indifferently:
"It doesn't matter, it's the same whether you're here or not."
Upon hearing this, Huang Yixing stopped in his tracks, as did Long Yun, and so everyone stopped and watched the wind chimes from afar.
Huang Yixing thought to himself that Feng Ling probably wouldn't dare to really kill them.
At this moment, the wind chime said:
"It's just a miraculous medicine from two thousand years ago."
"What did you say? A miraculous medicine from two thousand years ago!?"
Someone exclaimed in shock.
The wind chime turned around and smiled:
"Oh, right? I originally wanted to help you study it and refine the prescription, but if you're not willing, that's fine too."
"Wait a moment!"
Huang Yixing, who had just said he would never help the Feng family, couldn't contain his excitement and quickly chased after them.
All the alchemists present: ...
Huang Lao!
Does what you just said mean nothing?
Long Yun quickly followed suit, thinking to himself:
Luckily I didn't fill a cup just now...
When Feng Ling brought out those two-thousand-year-old medicinal herbs, Huang Yixing's eyes lit up.
"It really is a miraculous medicine from two thousand years ago!"
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