"Hmph, what a bad guy."

Shuiyue Pure Land Sect, Huan Wujing saw the scene of Gongliang kissing Yushu's forehead from Tiangang Baolu, and felt coquettish in her heart.

"Senior sister, what are you looking at?" A beautiful man like a fairy stretched his neck hard and looked towards Tiangang Baolu.

Huan Wujing hurriedly covered the pages of the book, "No... I didn't read anything."

Then he said seriously: "Little slave, why haven't you practiced? Are you lazy again?"

"What's the matter?"

The little slave pouted and said unyieldingly, and suddenly his eyes turned, grabbed Huan Wujing's hand and said coquettishly: "Senior sister, is it good to take Xiao Nu out to play? The sect is so boring! All day long, there are cultivation,

People are almost stunned by cultivation."

"You little thing is stupid, okay?"

Huan Wujing lightly tapped her forehead and said, "You have not yet created a cave, so you want to go out and play. Don't dream. Go back and practice quickly. If you let your senior sister see it, you will feel better."

Hearing her words, the little slave had no choice but to go back to practice.

When she left, Huan Wujing quietly opened the Tiangang Baolu again and started to look at it.

....................................................................................................

............

The news of Gongliang and Migu's return soon spread throughout the Miaodao Immortal Sect, and people they knew came to greet him.

Especially those friends of Migu who were spiritual pets, they all ran over when they heard that she was back.

The little guy picked up a lot of good things outside with his father, so he gave them these things as gifts, and took out the delicious food he had saved and shared with his friends. Then he sat aside, dancing and jokingly

A friend talked about his adventures with his dad outside.

In fact, most Gongliang has been trained in Taoist soldiers in the sect in the past three years, and only went out to perform tasks in the last year, which means becoming a trial before becoming a formal Taoist soldiers.

The trial is a team of people performing tasks together. The one who excels is not the individual, but the entire team.

But when the little guy tells a story, he adds a little here and a little there, which completely becomes an adventure story between himself and his father, and the story is mainly based on her.

Fortunately, Gongliang didn't hear it, otherwise he would have complained in his heart.

But those friends of Migu obviously prefer to listen to the version she talked about, and they all listened with relish and were completely selfless.

When my friends come, they naturally need to have good wine and food to entertain. Gongliang personally made a bunch of delicious food to entertain friends, and they were all full of food and were very satisfied. Not to mention those friends of Migu, they didn’t know how long it took for them to have eaten them.

The meal that Gongliang made himself was so moved that he almost cried.

Three days later, the people who came to visit stopped.

While he had time, Gongliang walked towards the valley. He hadn't come back for three years, and he didn't know if the valley had changed.

The valley remains the same.

But after three years of absence, the top-grade spiritual valleys in the grain warehouse have accumulated into mountains, and a lot of demon taro, demon sunflower, tiger beans, corn and other things have been stored.

Gongliang put away most of the top-grade Linggu in the grain warehouse and put some five-color rice in it. As for evil taro, evil sunflower, tiger beans, corn, etc., he planned to find time to offer a discount promotion to bring these things

Dispose of it and save yourself from taking up space inside.

Among the top-grade Ling Valleys in the grain warehouse, purple rice containing light innate purple qi is the most rare, followed by Qiongzi and Yanzhu two kinds of fragrant rice, and finally, dragon teeth and phoenix feathers.

Because it is rare, he always keeps purple rice, Qiongzhu, and Yanzhu to eat it himself, and only sells three types of spiritual valleys: dragon teeth, phoenix feathers, and five-color rice.

If people outside want to eat these three types of spiritual valleys, in addition to adding money, they also need to book in advance.

Even so, these three kinds of spiritual valleys often do not have one. Gongliang told Yan Jingshu that this was called the Hunger Game, and I don’t know if she understood it.

In the ten thousand acres of spiritual fields, the woods are towering. After a few years, they have not seen each other. They are full of vitality, are enormous with spiritual energy, and their momentum is becoming more and more extraordinary.

Gongliang felt vaguely that the Muhe seemed to be growing rice. He didn't know what kind of rice it could produce, so he was very excited.

On the hillside, spiritual fruits are formed into a forest. This is the season when flowers bloom, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing. In the spiritual fruit forest, a tree is green, like a crane standing out in the flock of chickens, looking down on all the fruit trees - that is the ancient peach tree.

The peach tree is a dense tree with the ancient peach branches given by Donggaojun. It has grown into a dense tree with a thickness of thighs under the nourishment of the valley's abundant spiritual energy.

Just wanting it to grow fruits seems to be far away.

After patrolling the valley and returning to Feixia Tower, Yan Jingshu sent a storage ring filled with the spirit stones she had earned in the past few years.

Gongliang's spiritual consciousness swept away, and the spirit stones in the ring piled up into a mountain, including top-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, low-grade spirit stones, and even some spiritual marrow.

The spirit stones earned in business are inevitably of different quality. Gongliang asked Yan Jingshu to replace the many low-grade spirit stones in his hands with medium-grade spirit stones, and the medium-grade spirit stones with high-grade spirit stones. If there are too many high-grade spirit stones, change them.

Become a spiritual marrow.

The spiritual marrow is a natural thing, and it is very difficult to change it. Jingshu should have spent a lot of effort to change it to these.

Gongliang took all the spiritual marrow in the storage ring into the space, and took some top-grade spirit stones, and handed over the rest to Jingshu.

Although there are very few spirit stones used in the sale of Shangu Xiawo Supermarket and Wangxialou, it cannot be without the support of spirit stones. Otherwise, if an accident occurs and the food source is cut off, the sale of Wangxialou will be stopped.

The spiritual marrow enters the space, partly integrated into the great spiritual vein formed by the Era Fruit's abundant spiritual essence, partly integrated into the super large spiritual marrow stone under the twin twin siblings.

The great spiritual vein was replenished with the spiritual marrow, and the spiritual energy became more abundant, which greatly improved the spiritual energy in the fruit space. After the super large spiritual marrow under the twin twin siblings fused with the spiritual marrow put in by Gongliang, it became larger and more abundant.

The spiritual energy penetrated out of the stone and floated over the medicine garden, and it would not dissipate for a long time.

After dealing with the valley affairs and taking another day of rest, Gong Liangcai walked towards Langfeng Mountain with the clingy little guy.

Langfeng Mountain is towering and towering into the sky. It is one of the three most important mountains of the Miaodao Immortal Sect and is also the location of the sect's secret script Taoist Immortal Skills.

It was just such an important place. Gongliang came to the foot of the mountain but could not see a half-person figure guarding him. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart that the elders of the sect were not afraid of the things on the mountain being stolen.

But he didn't know that when he was in the distance, he had already swept through him. If he hadn't known that he was a disciple of the sect, he would have turned into ashes.

Seeing that there was no one, Gongliang took Migu up the mountain. There was no road in the mountains and it was bumpy, but this difficulty was nothing to him. He didn't rush to the clouds, but he just went up the mountain with his feet. The strangeness on the mountain was on the mountain.

The rocks are rugged, ancient trees are towering, peanuts are blooming among the stone walls, lucid grass grows on rotten wood, and spiritual medicines are planted in the bamboo.

Just an opportunity?

Master said he asked him to come to the mountain to find opportunities, but why did he see nothing along the way?

Gong Jing was confused and looked around while walking, wanting to see if there were any thatched cottages, thatched cottages or yards. Maybe the opportunity was in these places, but unfortunately nothing was found.

Although Langfeng Mountain is high, it always has an end. Not long after, he reached the top of the mountain.

Gong Liang didn't see it at all. Wherever he passed, the grass moved lightly, the trees swayed, the strange rocks shone out, and the flowers in the distance showed their charming figure. But he was thinking about opportunities in his heart, and he didn't see any of this.

Along the way, even if his cultivation was not bad, he was still exhausted, so he sat down on a rock on the top of the mountain to rest, took out the spiritual juice and started drinking it.

Mi Gu also picked up his little spiritual gourd and poured the spiritual juice mixed with venom.

When drinking Lingguo Juice, Gongliang's eyes were not idle either, so he turned around and looked around.

Suddenly, he found a big footprint carved on the stone wall not far ahead. He was curious and couldn't help but walk over.

The big footprints were extremely large. When you saw them roughly, they were half a meter in size, as if they were stepping on them by a real person. I don’t know who had the leisure to carve the footprints on the stone wall. Gongliang looked at them and became interested in them.

Then he stretched his feet to the big footprints on the stone wall.

"boom..."

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in my ears, and the footprints shone brightly, and a light rushed out from it and entered my eyebrows.

In a trance, Gong Hao seemed to hear someone singing in his ear:

"The great way is mysterious and mysterious, and there is no thought to be in harmony.

Refining the essence into the immortal realm, then becoming a Vajra body.

Zhanji Zhenchang Gate, the great magical power of the Desert.

The five sufferings of life and death are transcendent from heaven and earth.”

As the sound rang out, a picture suddenly appeared in Gongliang's mind. A Taoist who was floating like an immortal stepped on the void and walked forward while singing Taoist songs. His steps were free and his figure was mysterious. He blinked his eyes.
Chapter completed!