More than a month passed without incident. One day, Wen Jing left the stone house and prepared to go to the vegetable garden.

When he lowered his head, he saw a dark thing crawling on the open ground.

He looked closely and saw that the thing had a shell on its back, short limbs, and was gentle and harmless.

... It was actually a turtle.

The turtle was the size of a wash basin, dark green in color, with a thick and high shell, a small head, and was standing there motionless.

Wen Jing was slightly stunned: Whose turtle is this?

The turtle was not afraid of people. When it saw Wen Jing coming out, it just turned its head and looked at him, with a pair of black bead-like eyes staring straight at him.

Wen Jing didn't care. He lowered his head to touch its shell, walked past it, and went to the vegetable garden along the mountain path.

He looked back and saw that the little turtle was also looking back, but it was still a little dazed and didn't move or react.

The sky was clear and the mood was as good as the sky. Wen Jing came to the outside of the vegetable garden fence, but heard Gu Jinping's angry voice from afar: "That thing is here again, drive it out!"

He stepped in quickly, looked around, and was slightly stunned.

A row of vegetables were tilted here and there, as if they were run over by something, and they were in a mess. The spiritual grass was terrible to look at, more than 10% were bitten to pieces, and a large number of them died.

A golden little beast stood in the middle of the spiritual grass, still gnawing carelessly.

The air was filled with residual spiritual energy, which made people feel distressed.

Mo Shaoyan was neither fast nor slow, and a series of light green lights came out of his hands, hitting the little beast like stones. The little beast did not hide and was hit by his spiritual energy. Unfortunately, the beast's shell was made of something unknown. It was completely unscathed when hit, and even made a loud metallic collision sound.

So it didn't even raise its head, and just continued to eat.

Mo Shaoyan had already used all his skills. Standing in front of the fence, he said slowly, "I have no other choice."

Gu Jinping was angry and helpless: "I'll go call my senior brother."

Then he was about to walk out of the garden.

Wen Jing looked at the golden skin and whispered, "Spirit gathering beast!"

This thing is a demon beast raised by the disciples of Tianheng Peak. From time to time, it runs to Huishi Peak to destroy the spiritual herbs. But everyone was helpless and did not dare to kill it for fear of provoking trouble.

The monster is covered with a hard shell, and it cannot be cut by anything except a sharp blade.

But it has a fatal flaw: it is afraid of water mixed with vinegar.

There is a small kitchen in the vegetable garden. After the three people finished their work, they gathered together to cook and eat. Wen Jing ran in like a gust of wind and took out a bottle of vinegar.

At this moment, a crazy voice came from outside the garden: "Bafeng, let's go!" The

golden little beast stopped moving and rushed out of the garden.

Wen Jing and others hurried to the outside of the garden, only to see a tall and thin disciple sitting on a stone with his legs crossed. He was quite old and had an ugly appearance. His pair of inverted eyebrows were very eye-catching, and he looked a little sad.

This face reminded Wen Jing of someone.

This is Wu Ying, one of the disciples of Tianheng Peak.

Wu Ying has mediocre qualifications. He is already in his thirties, but he is still in the Qi training stage, which makes him very anxious. In order to improve his cultivation, he raised a spirit-gathering beast.

The spirit-gathering beast can gather spiritual energy for cultivators to absorb. It is a kind of monster that is very useful for cultivation, but it likes to eat spiritual herbs and has strong destructive power. It is a headache.

Wu Ying wants to raise this monster, but he dare not let it do whatever it wants in Tianheng Peak, so he releases it to Huishi Peak from time to time.

Gu Jinping is a hero in front of his own people, but he dare not say a word in front of outsiders, and just frowns and looks at Wu Ying.

Mo Shaoyan said slowly: "Senior Brother Wu, your monster comes to our Huishi Peak from time to time, can't you do anything about it?"

Wu Ying didn't even look at the three of them, he lowered his head and touched his monster: "Are you full? I told you not to steal other people's spiritual herbs, why don't you listen?"

The monster rubbed its head against Wu Ying's leg, acting coquettishly.

Wen Jing snorted coldly and said, "We can tie it to Tianheng Peak with a rope, how can we not control it?"

Wu Ying raised his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "Monsters are also animals. Isn't it cruel to tie it up all day? It doesn't know anything and only knows how to fill its stomach. Are you still arguing with a small animal?"

Wen Jing said coldly, "Then you raise it in Tianheng Peak and see what your senior brothers who are in charge of spiritual herbs will say and how they will deal with it."

Wu Ying stood up and smiled, "I just don't want to raise it in Tianheng Peak, why don't you go and complain? If you have the ability, set up a formation to prevent my monster from entering. You don't have the money to set up a formation, and you don't have the ability to resist my Tianheng Peak. What kind of formation is that?"

The three were so angry that they were speechless.

Wu Ying touched the monster's head, turned around and walked away, smiling and saying, "Good job, little darling, I'll give you something delicious later."

The little monster rubbed his legs and followed him away.

Wen Jing's face darkened slightly, and he opened the system to check the character value of this person, and immediately raised his eyebrows.

[Character value: 341. If you act with principles, you will achieve great things.]

Such a scoundrel also has a character value of 341, which is similar to Liu Qianmo?

What exactly does this system use to measure character value?

Gu Jinping asked, "What should we do? Should we tell Senior Brother?"

Mo Shaoyan said calmly, "We must tell Senior Brother, otherwise how can we explain the mess in the garden?"

Wen Jing hesitated and said, "Senior Brother will definitely be angry about this. Is there no one in Tianheng Peak who can take care of Wu Ying?" Mo

Shaoyan looked at him and said, "Senior Brother has mentioned this to Wen Renmu of Tianheng Peak several times. Wen Renmu promised to take care of it, but he has not taken any action so far."

Gu Jinping was dissatisfied . "Wen Renmu has more than 200 fellow disciples under him, so why would he care about so many things? At most, he would just scold Wu Yingxun. This monster just stole the spiritual herbs and didn't hurt anyone's life, so of course no one would take it seriously."

Mo Shaoyan said slowly, "It's a small matter for them, just a few dozen spiritual herbs. But these spiritual herbs can be refined into more than a dozen pills, and if they are sold, they can be worth 10 to 20 spiritual stones, which is more than a month's food money for the ten of us."

The three of them were at a loss, sighing and talking.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the bushes not far away, as if something was crawling over.

Wen Jing was startled, thinking that the golden little beast had returned again, and he stopped talking and stared at it.

But that thing crawled very slowly.

Wen Jing frowned, and soon, a small head popped out from the bushes, looked at Wen Jing blankly, and then slowly crawled out with its huge shell.

Gu Jinping breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a turtle."

The turtle crawled towards Wen Jing, stopped at his feet, and didn't move stupidly.

Wen Jing couldn't help but find it funny, and squatted down to stroke its head.

The turtle didn't dodge or cater to him, just let him touch it.

Wen Jing said: "Is this a turtle that survives on its own in the mountains?" It's

cute and adorable, it would be nice to take it home and raise it.

Mo Shaoyan looked at the turtle and said slowly: "This is the monster raised by Senior Brother Jun. It never causes trouble, and sometimes crawls around in the mountains."

Wen Jing suddenly understood.

"The Tribulation of All Life" mentioned that Jun Yanzhi raised a monster, but never mentioned what kind of monster it was. It turned out to be this useless black turtle.

Wu Ying was annoying, and his monster was also annoying.

Jun Yanzhi was gentle and gentle, and his pet was also well-behaved and sensible.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.

The three of them were annoyed and no longer cared about the turtle. They returned to the garden to clean up the mess and clear the broken roots and stems, and they were busy until night.

When they left the garden after dinner, they saw that the black turtle was still squatting there stupidly, as if it had not moved at all.

Wen Jing squatted down and touched it for a while before going home.

Along the way, Wen Jing lowered his head and thought.

The Soul Gathering Beast is only mentioned once in "The Tribulation of All Life".

This beast is a rare creature, and not many people know that it is afraid of jealousy. No one knows what happened to this little beast later. Unexpectedly, Liu Qianmo had mentioned this to Wen Renmu many times, but no one has paid attention

to it so far. Wen Jing's impression of Wen Renmu immediately dropped to another level.

"He has a clean mind and a good conduct, and deserves the admiration of all people"... Hehe.

The system gave Wu Ying and Wen Renmu such a high evaluation, why did he think that Liu Qianmo and others were much better than them? Could it be that he didn't see things comprehensively enough?

Back in the stone house, Wen Jing felt hungry again and cooked a bowl of noodles for himself. When he went out to wash the dishes at the edge of the cliff, he turned his head and saw a black thing slowly crawling towards him on the open ground.

Wen Jing was happy in his heart and ran forward to squat down.

"You followed me again? Is your master abusing you? Why don't you go home so late?"

Wen Jing touched the little turtle's head, only to see that the turtle was slow to react, but it stopped moving, as if it was going to spend the night here.

He hurried back to the house, rubbing his head, but he didn't know what the turtle liked to eat. In the end, he boiled a corn, put the corn kernels in a small dish, and put it in its mouth.

This turtle reacted slower than ordinary turtles. It stared at the corn for a while before lowering its head and biting it slowly.

Wen Jing sat beside the turtle and waited for it to finish eating the corn kernels.

In this way, the turtle lived in the open space in front of Wen Jing's stone house for several days. It was not picky about food and was very well-mannered. It would find the bushes to solve its urination and defecation, and never urinated anywhere.

A few days later, after Liu Qianmo learned about Wu Ying and the spirit-gathering beast, he was angry but helpless, and only asked Wen Jing and the other two to repair the fence.

Setting up a formation can prevent foreign invasion, but the spirit stones for the formation are expensive. Not only can they not afford it, but using it on a vegetable garden is really an overreaction. Even the Bazhan Peak, which has the most abundant financial resources, would not spend eight middle-level spirit stones to set up a formation in a vegetable garden.

Although the Qingxu Sword Sect has set up defense formations on each peak, they only defend against foreign enemies, not fellow disciples.

Liu Qianmo thought about it and realized that this matter was not easy to solve. If he complained to the sect leader, not only would no one take him seriously, but he would also be laughed at by other peaks, and people would say sarcastic things like "Why doesn't your master care?"

He mentioned this to Wen Renmu several times. Wen Renmu's attitude was very good, full of apologies, and he promised to investigate the matter thoroughly, so that Liu Qianmo would not be able to get angry.

Moreover, the Qingxu Sword Sect strictly forbids fellow disciples from fighting. If they stir up trouble, Huishi Peak would suffer losses as they are few in number and weak in power, and would be more likely to be caught by others and accused of "harming fellow disciples for a few vegetables."

In short, although this stupid loss was not big, it made people feel uncomfortable.

Wen Jing and others had no choice but to sow new seeds again, and they had been working harder than usual in recent days.

That evening, after he finished working in the vegetable garden, he returned to the stone house, sweating all over. He saw that the turtle had shrunk its head and limbs, leaving only a turtle shell on the ground. It seemed to be sleeping and had not yet woken up.

He took off his dirty clothes and threw them on the ground. He scooped water from the spring with a wooden bucket and poured it over his body.

The cold wind blew on his body. Wen Jing closed his eyes and planned to make a quick decision. He raised the wooden bucket and poured the water over his head.

His ears were blocked and he couldn't hear anything clearly. He just felt that there seemed to be a faint spiritual energy in the air.

He wiped the water off his face and opened his eyes. Unexpectedly, a man in a green shirt stood not far in front of him. With the red glow behind him, he seemed to have just fallen from the sky.

Wen Jing only felt a pair of eyes quickly sweeping over his body.