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The spiritual field of Qianmo gate is quite different from that of qilingzhi mountain. However, among many other medium-sized sects, it is definitely first-class. We should know that qianmomen has a rare five grade spiritual field.

The Wupin Lingtian of Lingzhi mountain is only 16 yuan, which is 4 yuan more than that of Qianmo gate. It would be good for other middle schools to have 2 yuan and 3 yuan.

There are many Lingzhi masters who own Lingzhi mountain. Naturally, they are greedy for the best Lingtian of qianmomen. They have been trying to buy it, but qianmomen will not agree.

Qianmomen also has two Lingzhi masters, one is Fengsan Dao.

Two people occupied all the Wupin spirit fields of the zongmen, which made a lingzhi master only occupy one or two pieces. How could they not be envious?

In addition to Lingzhi master, Wupin Lingtian is a waste for other Lingzhi masters to plant. However, there are only two thousand gate, which naturally can only be handed over to them.

"Fenglao GUI, lingzhi mountain is going to spend millions of Lingshi to buy you two Wupin Lingtian this year. What do you think?"

Zhou caoshu came to Lingzhi mountain once and again. Although he had more spiritual fields in Lingzhi mountain, his occupation was planting. How could he not be envied when a cultivation sect occupied so many holy fields.

Feng San Dao opened his eyes and roared: "are you dreaming of eating dog poop?"

"Shit

Zhou caoshu's heart is suddenly unable to say how to bend, you Ya is also the golden elixir, how can you be so rude? In particular, the small laughter from his disciples made him want to find a hole to get into.

Mo Lingling and Songshan guest have taken care of the face of the grass and trees for a week, especially Mo Lingling. Her face turned red and she became more and more delicate, which made several elder martial brothers who have been paying close attention to Mo Lingling straight.

"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, huh!"

Zhou Cao Mu snorted coldly. If it wasn't for the black face, it would be the same as the monkey's buttocks at the moment.

"Go and have a look. Just a few hundred thousand old men still take it. Hum, your spirit blood vine must have used the spirit blood of high-level spirit beast to urge hair, otherwise it can't be so fast!"

When Feng San Dao saw the lingxueteng that Zhou caoshu had taken out, he knew that there would be a lot of bleeding this year. He was more and more ill tempered. He decided that nothing would be compared with others this year. It was impossible to gamble with the top-quality spirit tools as before.

"That's my skill!"

"Hum!"

Zhou Caohu and Fengsan Dao both offer flying swords and rush to the top of the mountain.

Naturally, Mo Lingling and songshanke, who had made great efforts to refine Qi, became the focus again. One of the top-grade spirit weapons was the big flame sword, and the other was the Qingyuan sword. These were the best among the top-grade flying swords. They were not much different from the best flying swords.

Most of the friars in the foundation period are middle-class flying swords, which are top-grade flying swords, and they are also the weaker flying swords among the top-grade ones.

People can't help but feel embarrassed again. When did the top-grade flying sword become so rampant?

"Ha ha, Lingling, Shanke, if you look at some people's first-class spiritual fields, why do most of them plant such low-grade things as Linggu? Oh, my God, there is also Xuling grass, which is used to feed spirit animals, and there are so many plants

"I'm dizzy. What's this? Kuyuanguo, isn't this a snack? Do you have such greedy disciples in Qianmo gate? How could you plant more than ten pieces of snacks for tooth threshing

"Ha ha, look, that boy's spirit rain skill can't be released. Oh, just stepped into the level of Qi refining. Understand, understand, ha ha..."

"Mountain guest, do you see the boy digging the hole below? As naughty as you were when you were a child. "

"What's the use of this kind of rotten wood? Oh, oh, by the way, ordinary ghosts can live, but what's the use of ordinary ghosts? "

Along the way, Zhou caoshu slowed down his speed and made various kinds of mockery. When the servant disciples below saw a group of elders flying overhead, they were naturally very nervous.

Feng San Dao is a cold smile. He doesn't care what Zhou caoshu says. In any case, it's on the mouth. It doesn't hurt him.

What's more, Yipin Lingtian, which is dispensable, is a useless wasteland for oneself. Otherwise, it would not be handed over to the servant disciples to plant at will.

"Lingzhi mountain is good. It's said that many low-level Qi refining friars are not qualified to receive the first-class spiritual field. Oh, by the way, the spirit field is not enough. It's really pitiful."

Fengsan Dao naturally has a chance and needs to be ridiculed. After all, the number of first-class spirit fields in Lingzhi mountain is less than that of Fengsan Dao. Naturally, many Lingzhi masters compete with each other.

"Ha ha, joke!" Zhou caoshu said with a smile: "fenglao GUI, you may not know that we recruited two spiritual masters last year. Our low-level spirit fields will soon be enough. Before long, our first-class spirit fields will be all over Lingzhi mountain. Ha ha ha."

Zhou caoshu couldn't help laughing. Kailingshi was very rare. However, they were lucky to recruit an artifact master who could refine Kailing tools with excellent quality."Kailingshi?" Feng San Dao coldly glared at Zhou Cao Mu and said, "you are lucky."

"Ha ha!" "It's nature," Zhou said with a proud laugh

Feng San Dao no longer paid attention to the proud old ghost, and then stopped speaking. He allowed Zhou Caohu's ridicule, disdain, surprise and disdain.

"Oh, my God, talent. If the sucking spirit grass is planted in the second grade holy field, will you not be afraid of the descent level of the spirit field after this year?"

"It's amazing. The next disciple has a bright future. He actually uses Ruijin as a saw. Poor Lingzhi killed the aphids, but Lingzhi himself can't survive."

"Ha ha, is this lark? How thin and weak like this? Malnutrition? "

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"My God, Lingling, Shanke, come and see, there are people using the green mask in the second grade spirit field!"

All of a sudden, Zhou's voice of grass and trees increased in an instant, as if he had seen an incredible scene. The flying sword turned sharply, and a green mask occupying two holy fields in the distance stood out from the crowd.

Feng San Dao also looks black. This area is actually under his own control. Which rich disciple is lazy and doesn't want to plant it, so he bought a green light mask to disguise it?

All the disciples of the foundation period and Mo Lingling, the Songshan guests, all turned around and came to the top of the green mask.

"The green light mask is used in erpin Lingtian? Ha ha, green mask. Lingling, I remember that you did something like this three years ago? Sanpin Lingtian is divided into three grades. You don't want to plant it. You bought a green mask to cover it. Ha ha, I'm so laughing. Is it obvious that second grade is too obvious? "

Zhou Cao Mu's expression is exaggerated, especially after seeing the black face of Feng San Dao, he is more sure of his own ideas.

Mo Lingling felt the strange eyes around her and glared fiercely at the songshanke. I knew that hualingshi hired several disciples to plant it, but I didn't expect to make people laugh every day.

Songshanke's face twitched, especially when he felt that Mo Lingling's eyes were on him. Songshanke looked away. How could he have smashed the green mask with a slap in the face.

When I think of Mo Lingling's embarrassed look in front of the public and her eyes that can kill her, how similar are her eyes now. At the beginning, she lived in natural and man-made disasters for three months, which can be said that she has been torn apart several times

"Whose holy land is this? Who is in charge of this area? "

Feng San Dao looked at his eight disciples with his eyes burning. This area is his own area. He has given it to his disciples to take care of the second and third grade spiritual fields.

"Master, it's the area of Mo Mo, which is owned by Bai Xiaobei, a disciple of the outer gate."

Among the only two female disciples of Fengsan Dao, the younger and seemingly ordinary female disciple came out and respectfully reported to Feng San Dao.

"Well, Mo Mo, what is the qualification of this disciple?"

Feng San Dao felt relieved when he saw that he was his most careful lover.

Lian, a female disciple named Mo Mo, said: "master, Bai Xiaobei's cultivation qualification is very poor. He only has the strength of Qi refining, but he is proficient in healing. As the disciple is in charge, he gives Bai Xiaobei an extra piece of holy land to plant."

"Is there a cure for Qi refining? Ha ha, who are you cheating on? Fenglaogui, I bet there is no planting in it, is it Lingling? You're the most experienced. "

Zhou Cao Mu was a friar of Qi refining, or a very poor one. He said that he was proficient in healing? Healing is much more difficult than sharp gold, earthquake, spirit rain and burning spirit. At least you don't have the qualification to make it.

I am a master of Lingzhi. I am proficient in four of the five elements and have reached the fourth level. Naturally, I know how difficult healing is.

Mo Lingling lies down and gets shot again. She is so angry that she stares at the Songshan guest. The poor Songshan guest has already thought about whether to find a person to take care of her when she goes back. She goes out to hide for a few years and then goes back.

Feng San Dao's eyes glared: "if there is? You should know that you need to pay three times of the compensation for breaking it privately! "

"Frighten me? I've lost my score Zhou Cao Mu immediately felt that Feng San Dao was not sure. He even said, "if there is compensation for three times, it is a rule, and it is natural to abide by it. If not?"

In the blue light, Bai Xiaobei looks surprised and looks at the ghost face flower which has injected some spirit and spirit power. The ghost face flower at the moment is still more energetic than when he met before, and even pulls out a branch. It takes ten years for a branch to be pulled out.

"HISHI..."

The ghost face flower sends out a yearning message to Bai Xiaobei, hoping that Bai Xiaobei can inject more spirit and spirit into Bai Xiaobei. He has already tasted the sweetness and can't wait.

"Can it accelerate maturity? If the spirit and ghost power is enough, doesn't it mean that I can urge out a top-notch spirit ghost? "

Bai Xiaobei once again found the use of spirit and ghost power. He was eager to buy some spirits and ghosts to experiment. You know, if you can urge other spirits, don't you say you want to get rich?

Spirits and ghosts are very precious, especially after inferior ones.When Bai Xiaobei was excited, a great pressure came from his head. Bai Xiaobei only felt the whirling of the sky. Many of the green jade grass swords trembled and broke, including some immature ones

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