Chapter 407: There will be no more Qingqiu from now on
He sent away a group of old Taoists, put away the scrolls, and continued forward with his five maids with a leisurely expression.
"Master, where are we going now?" Lianxiang looked curious.
A group of veteran Taoists came over, but the aura they accidentally exuded frightened several maids. Both Qingfeng and Caifeng began to practice hard.
On the contrary, Lianxiang, who was originally the lowest in strength, did not fluctuate much because she was a wild monster at the lowest level. She is now the most energetic among Zhao Wen's several maids.
"Guangping County!" Zhao Wen said a place name with a smile.
The famous vixen in Liaozhai has not been around yet, and the only one is Xin Shiniang from Guangping County.
At the same time, he also wanted to give a group of Taoist priests who wanted to change their god positions some time to prepare magic weapons.
It is easy to collect the magic weapons that the maid can use, but the magic weapons he can use must be top-notch. The ordinary ones are not as powerful as his fists. Even if the Shangqing Palace wants to find a set, it may not be easy.
There is no need to use the method of flying in the clouds and mist, just rely on the legs to walk slowly, and even release the flower demons in the scroll every night to let these flower demons become familiar with the outside environment. In just a few days, a group of flower demons have become more agile. Many.
Zhao Wen's group of imperial concubines and maids in the Tiangang Earth Demon Formation have all completed a hundred days of foundation building. A few hundred-year-old ginseng has laid an extremely solid foundation for the girls. Now all that is left is a The fundamental technique that allows these women to practice.
If he had not met the master of Shangqing Palace, Zhao Wen originally planned to find a team of vixens and then go to Maoshan to choose a set of training techniques for his woman.
Hundreds of miles away from Zhao Wen, a group of monks stopped.
At first, an old monk looked at the news he had just received, slowly pronounced a Buddhist name, glanced in Zhao Wen's direction, and backed away gently.
"Master, it's just a formation. If there are so many people waiting for me, I may not have a chance!" One of the oldest monks said with an unwilling face.
Of all the people, he needs the throne of God the most and is willing to sacrifice everything for it.
"There is no chance. In a large star formation with formation space, the number of people has no meaning!"
The green dragon's defense is astonishing, and since it is a god, it has absorbed a large amount of incense power, so the soul attack is completely useless.
But Zhao Wen is just a cultivator. Even if he is powerful, he will never be able to defend himself against the green dragon. This is the biggest reason why he dares not trouble the green dragon but dares to attack Zhao Wen.
But when the large-scale star formation appeared, the numerical advantage disappeared. With only his own strength, who dared to say that he could suppress Zhao Wen who beat the green dragon to death with his fists.
And in Qingqiu, a woman with a lazy and graceful face was leaning on a huge chair, her tails wagging gently, adding a bit of charm.
"Two little girls from the side branch sent back news that the boy who killed the green dragon wants to find a team of beautiful maids and is looking for little goblins all over the world!"
"Just being seen by others, there are five heavenly powers. This is the seed of an immortal. If you can charm such a person, you can follow him into the immortal world. I am willing to be his maid!"
A woman in white clothes with a delicate but charming face stepped forward and said timidly.
"It's a pity that I'm already married, but I still ask the patriarch to take care of a few of my descendants!" Another woman who looked like a mature woman expressed regret.
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is getting lower and lower day by day. This is probably the last monk in the world who can cultivate to become an immortal!"
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth continues to decrease, and its impact on the demon race is far greater than that of the human race.
Qingqiu is already the top holy land for cultivation in the world, but the most outstanding juniors in the clan now dare not practice magical powers, but instead practice spiritual souls like ordinary monks.
Even Qingqiu is like this, let alone ordinary mountain monsters.
The tail behind the leader of the Fox Clan, who was sitting at the top, slowly drooped down, without any energy. Since ancient times, no one has ever married two Qingqiu women, let alone become maids.
But now, an opportunity to work as a maid for a human monk, with the possibility of entering the fairy world, has attracted even Elder Qingqiu's interest, and it has made her deeply aware of the decline of the human world.
Listening to the several elders below who kept talking, they either went there in person or were the most outstanding juniors in the family.
"Select all the outstanding women in the clan and open the Qingqiu Treasury. I will personally lead the team to see the seed of this immortal on earth!"
"Clan leader!" Several older or married Fox clan members shouted at the same time.
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is descending, and there will be no Qingqiu anymore!" He slowly stood up, the tails behind him disappeared, and the original laziness on his face turned into a heroic spirit.
If she succeeds, she can re-establish Qingqiu in the fairy world. If she fails, it is already like this anyway, and how far can she fail.
On a mountain top in Guangping County, Zhao Wen's spiritual consciousness continued to spread, and he immediately looked at one place.
Hundreds of vixens live in a house, and half of them have cultivation base. This strength has surpassed that of the Qingqiu branch of the Geng family's old house.
In Liaozhai, the Xin family has nineteen daughters, so it is definitely a big family.
He took one step forward and was already standing several meters above the house.
"Is your surname Xin?" Standing in the void, his spiritual consciousness spread, completely covering the entire house.
Hundreds of foxes fled in panic, but under the suppression of Zhao Wen's consciousness, they all appeared under Zhao Wen.
"The old man's family name is Xin!" The oldest old fox gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to step forward and said.
He glanced at all the women in the courtyard. Although no one dared to raise his head and look directly at them, Zhao Wen could still see them all clearly with his spiritual awareness.
Among them, there are more than a dozen with outstanding looks, but they are only as beautiful as ordinary people. Compared with the several maids behind Zhao Wen, they are completely different.
The story of Xin Shiniang is about a scholar visiting relatives and friends. After getting lost, he met a former relative who was an official of the underworld and managed all the little monsters in this area.
And this scholar used the power of his relatives to force Xin Shisi Niang to marry him.
But after a few years, Xin Shiniang left.
A few years later, I met the servant at home and after a few words, he said that she had become a fairy!
I didn't pay much attention to it when I read it at the time, but now that I've entered the world of Liaozhai, Zhao Wen is certain that this must be a random reason Xin Shisi Niang looked down on the scholar.
Even the head of the Maoshan Sect didn't have the confidence to become an immortal, so all the Qingqiu faction came to work for him as maids.
A woman from a fox family in the mountains became an immortal in just a few years.
This is a fairy tale world, not a fairyland.
"I heard that there is a fox demon in the mountains, so I came over to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be so ordinary!" Zhao Wen shook his head with a smile on his face.