Yangjian, Dingyuan.

The peach blossoms on the human face contrast with each other.

There is a layer of mist at the foot of the mountain. The rising sun rises in the east and the morning glow falls, making the mist appear red.

The human-faced peach on the peach tree opened its sleepy eyes.

Tang Ping sat cross-legged under the tree, his eyebrows spread out.

You can clearly see the airflow nearby.

"Yuan Liu!"

"My subordinates are here!"

Wow!

An ape jumped out and spoke human words.

"The earth's energy on the right side of Lingtian is a little thin. Please use spiritual water to irrigate it."

"Mu Li! There is a worm in the third peach tree from the right row. We will find it soon."

Tang Ping told a tree man with willow hair and red skin.

"Yes!"

A new day begins and everyone mobilizes.

This ape who uses wood like a mandrill is a member of the Yuan family. He works here as a coolie and also means a proton.

Judging from Yuan Liu's treatment, the Yuan family's status seems to have declined.

Soon, Yuan Liu came to resume his life.

"Get some rest first." Tang Ping asked, "You are the second son in the family. Who is your elder brother? Is your elder brother more talented than you?"

Mandrill Sou Yangjian’s family is indeed somewhat unclear.

"My elder brother is the clan leader Yuan Hong. He is extremely talented. He is born as a god. He can see yin and yang with his eyes. He also has the water magical power of his ancestor Wuzhi Qi."

Speaking of Yuan Hong, Yuan Liu also looked proud, vaguely remembering his brother's promise to rescue him.

"That's it."

Tang Ping is calm on the surface, but there are turmoils in his heart.

Ape, Yuan Hong... He lives in the barbaric era, where the Three Realms have not yet been established, and where humans and gods live together.

Many powerful men in mythology have not yet emerged.

Although the name Yuan Hong is not a famous one, he is still a prominent figure.

I didn’t expect to be bumped into by myself.

"Just stay calm, don't be anxious, and don't reveal any clues. You will have a chance to get out in the future."

Tang Ping said to Yuan Liu.

At this time, a maid came over.

"The war is tense. The eldest son and Bi Xian have ordered to hand in eight sets of elixirs a month. The materials will be enough for twelve sets. You can make up for the excess."

"...Yes." Tang Ping was expressionless, cursing secretly in his heart.

I lied that I could make ten pairs in a month, with a 60% success rate.

This guy directly took 80% of the output, and the materials given based on the success rate were not enough. He clearly wanted to make a loss-making business for himself.

These two people have cruel personalities. They only care about rewards and not about efforts. They cannot coax like Zuo Zongzi.

For the sake of Yangjian’s intelligence and Yuan Hong, Tang Ping endured it.

Sooner or later, I will find my place again.

Let's see how long you can hold on.

When the sun went down, he also returned to the underworld.

Hades.

The blood moon is eternal, and the blood light spreads across the underworld.

Under the light mist, the mountain looks like a silent beast.

The mountains are lush with vegetation, and they seem to be protected by ghosts and gods.

The top of the mountain is a sea of ​​flowers.

In the center of the sea of ​​flowers is a stone house.

The door of the house is open, and there is an old ape inside. Its soul is dim, as if a lamp is flickering.

Phew!

The old ape took a long breath and stopped absorbing the essence of vegetation.

"Hey, I can't help it anymore, I can hide it as long as I can."

The mandrill thought.

My lifespan is about to end. Fortunately, there is a Muyin formation on the mountain, so other forces cannot come up and find it.

At present, Xiong Ying has broken through the late stage of Evil Soul.

This ghost has been in the mountain for more than thirty years and has a lifespan of more than forty years. Coupled with the resources of Greenwood Ridge, it can probably break through the wandering god.

Or the ghosts passed down to the Yuan family. The highest cultivation level of the ghosts of the Yuan family is in the early stage of evil spirits. Xiong Ying has a loyal character, so it would be good to let him assist the Yuan family.

The mandrill was hesitating.

At the foot of the mountain, a figure emerged from the ground.

The visitor is Tang Ping, and the nearby formations have no effect on him.

At this time, he transformed into the black and white yin and yang patterns, and his body was wrapped with a dragon from the underworld.

Fierce and majestic, the law is formidable.

Wherever it goes, the grass and trees automatically separate.

The Yin soil has extended to the foot of the mountain, so the formation will not have any impact on itself. In addition, the Muzheng formation has a deep knowledge, so even if there is no underground master, it can easily come up.

Soon, he came to the top of the mountain.

The mandrill felt something in his heart. He pushed away and walked out of the house. When he saw the Dharma in front of him, it seemed a little familiar.

"Mandrill, long time no see." Tang Ping said with a smile. At this moment, he did not hide his cultivation level and could see through it at a glance.

"You... when." Mandrill's expression changed. He didn't expect that he had been deceived for so long.

"Say it first, you old man is playing tricks on you." Tang Ping declared in advance, "Guess who I saw in the Wu family in Yangjian?"

"Who?"

"Your Yuan family's proton..." Tang Ping gave a brief description, "It seems that he is not living a very good life."

Mandrill seemed to have known this for a long time. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Tang, for taking care of me. Xiong Ying should be your subordinate, right?"

At this point, Mandrill couldn't help but feel embarrassed, he was indeed playing tricks on himself.

"Now that you're here, could it be...?"

"Don't worry, I'm not seeking revenge. I'm hiding it so deeply, and there's no need to expose it. Letting you know it now proves my sincerity and my trust in our decades-long friendship."

Tang Ping roughly said it.

Lumuling was inherited by Xiong Ying, who commanded the Yuan clan in the underworld and also took care of the underworld.

Guarantee the foundation of the world of heaven and earth.

"What about you? What do you want?" Mandrill was a little curious, wouldn't Tang Ping benefit from this?

"Of course there are benefits. In theory, the entire Green Muling is mine. Of course, I am not like the Wu family who wantonly suppresses and demands. Besides, with my ability, I don't look down on this little family fortune..."<

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After that, Tang Ping pointed down the mountain.

The mandrill was puzzled and looked in the direction of his finger.

In an instant, I saw an unforgettable scene.

With the banyan tree as the center, a circle with a diameter of 644 feet, nearly 5,000 acres of land, and any tree in any corner grows colorful flowers and is covered with flowers.

Thousands of acres of flowers are truly spectacular.

Fortunately, they are all opened on Yin soil, and Tang Ping can use formations to cover them all, so outsiders cannot see them.

The scene is beautiful and incredible.

It's a pity that there is an old man next to me.

The sea of ​​flowers flashes by, blooming and then withering, just in an instant.
To be continued...