God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

On the flying boat, old man Gu saw this scene, his body swayed, and he fell to the side.

"Oh, my old bones~~"

"Damn it, I will resign from the master when I go back this time. Whoever wants to take the position of measuring spirits can do it!"

Old man Gu kept complaining.

When a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, who is dying, faces a large group of masters of the same level...

There are even three masters who have perfected Qi training, how desperate can he be?

He never wanted to experience this feeling again.

At this time, a disciple came over to report the situation.

"Report to Elder Gu, the message has been sent!"

Old man Gu nodded after hearing this, and then said: "Okay, you should go and rest too."

The disciple turned around and left after receiving the order.

The formation of the flying boat was still not closed, and it did not leave immediately.

After all, Jiang Lan, the biggest hero of this battle, had not appeared yet, and the rest of the people had not returned yet.

But the urgent message for help was still sent!

The subsequent sects will get the news, and rescue should arrive soon.

In this way, even if they encounter enemies again, they can rely on the flying boat formation to wait until the arrival of rescue.

This is also the reason why Old Man Gu is not in a hurry.

On the flying boat, everyone came back one after another, lying, sitting, or chatting.

"Fortunately, President Jiang is here."

"Yes! He really turned the tide! When I saw those people at that time, I was scared to death!"

His words made the people around him couldn't help but look down at his lower body.

"Why, I'm just a metaphor!"

"Is President Jiang really a member of the last class? He's too strong!"

"Yes, if he hadn't fought one against two, quickly solved the opponent, and then led away the magic knife, we might be..."

This person didn't finish, but everyone knew what he wanted to say.

Until now, everyone is still in fear.

What would happen to them if there was no President Jiang?

Maybe he couldn't even withstand the first wave of attacks...

"Poor Junior Brother Yu, he couldn't hold on..."

After these words came out, everyone was silent, and the joy of surviving the disaster gradually dissipated.

This battle was brutal, and even with Jiang Lan's efforts to turn the tide, some people still died.

These people are all brothers who have been together day and night, and sadness and grief are inevitable.

The senior brother next to him saw his face and couldn't help patting his shoulder and comforting him.

The person is gone, and they can't do anything, even unable to collect the body.

Their bodies were directly absorbed by the formation and dissipated, but the clothes were still there.

Their confidants have been packed up, and after returning to the sect, they can only build a tomb for their clothes and hats.

"I don't know how President Jiang is doing?"

After the memorial service, everyone wanted to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

Inevitably, they thought of Jiang Lan who had not returned yet.

"Look, the lightning has disappeared!"

At this time, a disciple who had been looking into the distance exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

"Junior brother, where is it?"

"Where President Jiang is!"

"Could that lightning be..."

"It should be President Jiang's trick..."

Then the disciple who had held back the flying boat due to injury began his narration.

What battle to the end of the world, what white light, what dazzling lightning, he spoke so vividly.

As he spoke, people began to gather around him, even those spiritual root children who had not yet entered the practice were attracted by him.

Seeing more and more people around him, his interest became more and more high, he spoke eloquently, witty, eloquent, and danced with joy when he was excited.

If Jiang Lan were here, he would be confused, 'Am I so awesome? '

Time goes back a little bit...

Jiang Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the formation in the air dissipate.

The last three 'Thunderbolt Talismans' in his hand were taken back to Dantian and nurtured.

He looked at the blood blade opposite him with a look of relief.

"Fortunately, if it was slower, it would really be gone..."

Jiang Lan was referring to the 'Thunderbolt Talismans'. He had already changed one during this period of time. These were the last three he had.

"Well, it's over!"

Jiang Lan stood up, made a gesture with both hands, and connected the 'Thunderbolt Talismans'.

In the heart, in Dantian.

A fire and a water slowly appeared around.

Then they turned into a phoenix and a dragon and flew towards the broken blade.

With three methods at the same time, and without the supply of the formation.

The broken blade gradually became powerless to struggle, fell to the ground, and stopped moving.

The black and red aura of its body slowly emerged, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was endless.

Jiang Lan frowned and increased the strength in his hands.

Bang!

The blood blade exploded under such power, and all the ghosts and ominous spirits disappeared.

Only a half-broken black blade was left stuck in the soil.

Jiang Lan came up to it and picked it up. At the same time, [Appraisal] was activated.

[Half-broken Blade]

Quality: Second-grade inferior (broken)

Features: Spiritual Intelligence (white)

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Spiritual Intelligence (upgradeable): The original form of the weapon spirit, not fully developed, with only a trace of spiritual light.

"Spiritual Intelligence? That's good. Just upgrade my 'Phantom Sword'..."

Jiang Lan's Phantom Sword had consumed a lot of durability in the previous battle with the Blood Blade, and only had less than 10 points left.

After returning, I will definitely recast it.

"Chi! Chi!"

Suddenly, Xiao Cang's voice came from a distance.

Jiang Lan looked over and saw the little hamster carrying a formation plate with a soul-eating mother insect lying on it, trying to escape.

Following closely behind was a large group of soul-eating insects...

Xiao Cang came to Jiang Lan, threw the formation plate, and climbed onto Jiang Lan's shoulder with two whooshes.

He was furious and angrily accused these fat insects.

That tone and that look made Jiang Lan laugh.

Jiang Lan waved his hand and put all the soul-eating insects into the "Ten Thousand Souls Painting Scroll", and also put away the intact formation plate.

In fact, it is not necessary to have a soul-eating mother insect to break the formation, and the ancient leader can also lead people to break it directly.

But Jiang Lan has soul-eating insects, so how can he waste it like this.

Look, he harvested a formation plate, even if its formation is a magic formation, but it can be recycled by Xiaomi's transformation.

After all, there is no problem with the material itself.

A formation plate, especially a second-level formation plate, is a good thing that cannot be bought with spirit stones.

Xiao Cang was still outputting on the side, which made Jiang Lan helpless, so he had to say:

"Okay, you did a good job this time, I'll make you something delicious when I go back!"

"Chiji..."

When it comes to delicious food, Xiao Cang became quiet, and then it seemed to remember something, and reluctantly handed the storage bag on its chest to Jiang Lan.

When Jiang Lan took it, he felt a resistance. Looking at the eager expression, how could he not understand its thoughts.

He couldn't help but laugh.

He took the storage bag, then released a bunch of spirit stones, put them into the storage bag in front of Xiao Cang, and then handed it to it.

"Here, this bag will belong to you in the future, keep it well..."

"Chi?"

"Really, it's a reward this time, you helped me a lot!"

"Yi!"

"Meow!"

"Of course you too..."

Jiang Lan turned around and said, and at this moment he was surrounded by spirit pets.

Xiaofeng and Xiaohuang lowered their heads and asked for caressing.

Xiaoying quickly climbed onto Jiang Lan's shoulder and stared at Xiaocang with great curiosity.

Having just obtained the storage bag, the happy expression did not last long, and was frightened by Xiaoying who jumped out from the side.

He quickly shrank into Jiang Lan's clothes and did not show up again...

Jiang Lan praised and caressed them one by one. Everyone had made great contributions in this crisis, and no amount of praise was too much.

After promising all the pets to make delicious food for them after returning.

Xiaohuang was left alone outside, and the other pets were put into the scroll.

Xiaofeng's wings were injured. Although the Nirvana True Fire helped to recover, it still needed to be cultivated.

This journey of carrying people could only be handed over to Xiaohuang.

After packing up, he rode on Xiaohuang and flew back...