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Not sure if it was an illusion, Wang Meng felt that the life grass seemed to be begging for mercy, "Forget it, this guy is also a grass-headed king, maybe he will be useful when."
Wang Meng casually put it into the Qiankun bag.
Zhao Lingxuan's nuts fell to the ground...is this okay?
Rubbing his eyes, "Xiao Ling, is this true?"
Jiutian Huoluan also widened his eyes, which was as shocking as the sparrow demon suddenly turning into Huoluan.
……luck……
"Isn't this luck so incredible?" Zhao Lingxuan murmured, even if it was, it would not be possible for her to be so fast.
"Wow, Brother Meng, the ground has softened. I think we can do it in ten days!" Zhang Xiaopang swung the hoe and inserted it directly into the ground.
"What ten days? Get it done in three days, and then go about your mission."
"Long live Brother Meng, I knew I was right to follow you!"
Zhang Xiaopang’s flattery skills are everywhere.
The two of them did what they said, one pulled weeds and the other loosened the soil, and they fought passionately with Lingtian.
The fun was gone. Zhao Lingxuan stamped her feet and pouted her mouth, "It's not fun, Xiao Ling, go home!"
Huo Luan followed her master. As a spiritual beast, she couldn't figure out whether this man had any hidden talents.
How did he choose himself from so many sparrow demons in the first place?
For three days, Wang Meng did what he said. Zhang Xiaopang was responsible for pulling the weeds, and Wang Meng was responsible for loosening the soil. After losing the life grass, the weeds resisted a little, but it was minimal. After all, Zhang Xiaopang had a fourth level of life scars and started to surge.
It is also very strong. Without the constraints of weeds, the spiritual soil will not be so stubborn.
Qiuqiu was in charge of transportation and helping to level the land, which was quite impressive. This reminded Wang Meng of irresponsible Bazhe, but Wang Meng had an intuition that he would meet Bazhe sooner or later.
Early in the morning on the fourth day, Zhang Xiaopang was already ready. He took out a big sword from the Qiankun bag with both hands, "Brother Meng, this sword is good, it's for you."
Wang Meng took the big sword, but didn't say anything. He thought he exchanged it with those third-generation disciples. Even if it wasn't worth it, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, the situation was not up to anyone.
To go outside, weapons are also necessary. Within the scope of the temple, there is generally no danger. Monsters, beasts, and demon cultivators will not easily provoke the temple, but it is difficult to say if you leave the territory of the temple.
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Wang Meng waved the sword and said, "It's okay, just a little light."
Suddenly Zhang Xiaopang opened his mouth, "Really or not, this sword is so heavy."
"Really? I don't think so. It's probably because the farmers have become more energetic in the past two days." Wang Meng clenched his fist. He really didn't feel anything.
"Brother Meng, I bought two life-saving talismans, a guiding talisman, oh, a magic walking talisman, and a bait to seduce tigers and eagles, our food, two life-extending pills, and all my belongings that I gave to me were lost.
Once you get in, you'll have to burn the boat, or you'll be successful if you don't succeed."
Zhang Xiaopang said pitifully that his requirements were very low, as long as he could pass the test.
"Looking at your potential, we will definitely be able to do it. How about Hu Jing? Have you met her?"
"No, the place where Madam Hu is is is reserved for elders and senior disciples. We are just idlers and can't get in."
The fat man was a little envious. Hu Jing's talent and family background determined that her destiny was fundamentally different from theirs. It had been like this from the beginning, but Hu Jing's character and friendship actually made them forget this.
"lets go!"
Wang Meng glanced at his spiritual field, not to mention feeling a little emotional. The fat man played the guiding talisman, and the guiding talisman turned into a ball of fire and floated in front of the two of them.
Each of the two of them had a magic talisman. The magic talismans were also low-level talismans, specially prepared for novice practitioners like them, but they were indeed very practical.
The two of them immediately experienced the feeling of running so fast. Just when the fat man wanted to speak, he was choked by the wind, which frightened him into shutting up quickly.
It's hundreds of miles from Lei Guang Peak to Thunder Peak, which is nothing to a practitioner of the elder's level, but for a novice, it will take several days even with the help of the magic talisman.
The scenery of the small world was full of attractions for the two young people, and soon the danger was forgotten.
"Little Fatty Zhang, are we going the right way? My legs are almost broken. Where is this Thunder Peak? They are all Lei Mingfeng after all. We have been running for three days."
Zhang Xiaojiang wiped the sweat from his forehead. This kind of long-distance journey was not suitable for him. "That's what Lu Yin gave, that's right."
"Could it be that the senior brother made a mistake in the direction?"
Wang Meng looked at the thick dense forest around him and felt really depressed. In order to save time, they rushed day and night. Logically speaking, they should have arrived by now.
"No, he said that this task is common for bow cultivators, but..." Zhang Xiaopang also looked around, feeling eerie.
"Do you think our place looks like Thunder Peak? This road guide is still guiding us forward. Something is wrong. Stop it!"
Now if not the Thunder Peak, at least they could see it, but it felt like they had entered an unknown dense forest, and this weird atmosphere made him a little uneasy.
Perhaps in response to the two people's speculations, a low roar like thunder came from the depths of the jungle, and the ground shook.
The two looked at each other in confusion. At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark. There was still a road ahead, but now there is no road. Follow this road and continue to the devil who knows where?
"Zhang Xiaopang, how did you change these things?"
Wang Meng asked. At this time, the fat man also felt that something was wrong, "It's just the money and some good things that I gave you, but they said it was not enough and insisted on my spiritual stone..."
"Did you give it to them?"
"No, how can I be so stupid? The person who sells my things is called Zhou Qian. He is a third-generation disciple who specializes in reselling small props. But I really need these things, so I asked Senior Brother Zhao Guang to be a witness. If we complete the task, we will
Give him the spiritual stone and give up if he can't finish it."
"Where's the spirit stone?"
"...It's at Zhao Guang's place. I guess they are working together to trick us. Oh, they are all from the same sect after all, so don't be so cruel, right???"
The fat man looked at Wang Meng with tears in his eyes.
"It's not us, it's you. It doesn't matter, you've learned this lesson well!"
"Brother Meng, look at this, they want us to never come back, what better way to go."
Zhang Xiaopang looked at the gloomy surroundings and felt even colder.
Wang Meng licked his lips, "Fat man, remember, these are the rules of the world of cultivation. They are more shameless than outside. Every time you take a bite, you gain wisdom. Besides, we are not finished yet!"
Cultivation is essentially about gaining the power to increase life and strength. Resources are limited and the competition will definitely be fierce. Although holy cultivators are not as ruthless as demon cultivators, they are not playing house.
Being cheated only shows that you are stupid, and newcomers always have to pay the price.
But for the two of them, the price was indeed a bit heavy.
"Brother Meng, what should I do? Turn around now?" Zhang Xiaopang always felt like something was staring at him.