Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

The ground rhino disappeared.

After that earth-shattering battle, no trace of a ground rhinoceros was found in all the spiritual fields in the Yunyang School's outer gate area, and it seemed that they were all extinct.

But the price is quite tragic.

Hundreds of monks were killed or injured, and thousands of acres of spiritual fields were damaged to varying degrees.

Some of the spiritual fields will fail to harvest.

Most of the monks who died were Ling Zhifu.

But for the Yunyang faction with 100,000 outer disciples, this loss is nothing at all.

Soon some monks became the new Ling Zhifu, happily accepting the inheritance of the single victim.

Ling Zhifu's family, who lost their loved ones, hurriedly wiped away their tears to prepare for the upcoming summer harvest.

As for the pension, there is absolutely no!

"Brothers, I kneel down for you!"

This morning, on his way back from fetching water from the mountain spring, Wang Chen saw a few guard disciples blocking the door of a house.

A middle-aged man knelt in front of them and begged: "My family really can't afford so many spirit stones. I didn't know that I had to pay for spirit stones when I received the flag."

Beside him, a woman guarded two children behind her with a mournful expression.

Eyes full of tears.

"Don't do this with me!"

A guard disciple roared: "Your family has led the formation flag, and the inner sect sent airships and masters to clean up the pests. In the end, the elder Taishang took action to eliminate the evil and saved the lives of your whole family."

"Now that you don't even want to pay tribute to twenty-five spirit stones, where do you put the Master and the Daoist?"

The man kneeling on the ground was stunned by the roar.

The disciples of Weitang looked even more ferocious: "For those who are ungrateful, you don't have to hand in the spirit stones, just get out of the sect immediately, and cultivate the fields outside as you please, and you don't need to pay tribute even for a broken spirit!"

Master Zifu, Supreme Elder!

Not to mention Jindan Daoist, even the name of a master from the Zifu is as heavy as a mountain on the body of Xiaoxiu from the outer sect.

How can it compete?

The man had no choice but to empty the storage bag, and he had the cheek to borrow money from the surrounding neighbors.

Finally, he managed to collect enough 20 spirit stones to give to the disciples of Weitang.

There are many broken spirits in it.

Then several guard disciples rushed to the next house.

Soon there were also cries from that house.

Wang Chen learned about it through conversations with passers-by.

It turned out that a few days ago, the head of the village here received the formation flag refined by the main hall and distributed it to the fields under his command. Any Ling Zhifu who suffered from pests could receive one.

Now that the matter has been settled, Wei Tang sent someone to collect the spirit stones for offering to the inner sect.

An acre of spiritual land needs a piece of spiritual land!

Only Tianhu who has not received the banner and who has died can be exempted.

Weitang sent people to the door, and there were names of masters and real people to suppress it, who would dare not give it?

Among the ten households around, at least seven or eight households will bleed!

Wang Chen was not too surprised when this happened.

When the old grandson was showing off to Wang Chen triumphantly, he felt something was wrong.

His hunch was right!

Wang Chen couldn't do anything now, so he continued to walk towards his home after listening.

"Oh my God!"

As a result, before he reached the door of the house, he saw the old grandson sitting on the side of the road crying, wiping his tears and wailing.

The appearance of Wang Chen made the old man seem to have caught a life-saving straw, and immediately rushed over.

"Goofy, sir, I'm dead!"

Wang Chen, who was tightly hugging his legs, was speechless: "..."

The night before yesterday, when the old grandson was drunk and cried to himself, he was not as sad as he is now!

"Dog."

The old grandson wiped away his tears and said in a sobbing voice, "Do you know..."

"I know!"

Wang Chen directly interrupted his words: "Wei Tang sent someone to charge you thirty yuan for the spirit."

Lao Suntou rented and planted 30 acres of spiritual land by himself.

And took the flag.

Do you have to take out thirty spirits?

"So you know."

The old grandson got up embarrassingly, and begged again: "God, help me, lend me..."

"look by youself."

Wang Chen took off the storage bag hanging from his waist and handed it to the other party: "Look how many spirit stones I have!"

This storage bag was originally owned by him, and it only contained a dozen broken spirits.

and some daily necessities.

As for the large storage bag seized from the traveling businessman, he hid it tightly in his bosom.

In this way, even if the outside storage bag is stolen and snatched away, there is not much loss.

The real valuables are in the bag inside!

The old grandson was probably really anxious, so he took it over and checked it out.

Wang Chen's storage bag has no restrictions, as long as mana is injected, it can be opened.

The result naturally made the old grandson dumbfounded.

"No, Gouzi, where are the spirit stones you earned?"

Wang Chen couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Didn't you see that I am already an intermediate Qi training?"

"I rented a cave in the city to be promoted!"

This reason is too strong.

The old grandson was so powerful that he was speechless, so he could only return the storage bag to Wang Chen resentfully.

Wang Chen didn't bother to pay any more attention to this bad old man, and left on his own.

Wang Chen would not worry about the other party.

An old leek.

The childless old grandson rented so many lingtians and stayed in the outer gate for decades.

Even though Ji Fang, who often goes to Yunshan City to sprinkle spirit stones, with his personality, it is impossible not to tap the spirit stones at the bottom of the box.

Even if Wang Chen really had a spirit stone, he would never lend him half of it!

When he got home, he took out the water tank filled with mountain spring water from the large storage bag and put it back in the kitchen.

Then come to the quiet room.

Sitting on the futon, I was lost in thought.

The ground rhinoceros, the battle flag, the flying ship, the evil thing, the master of the Zi family, the elder of the Supreme Master...

And when the insect plague just broke out, the Yunyang faction's surprising reaction.

All of this made Wang Chen feel as if a pair of invisible hands were setting up a trick behind the scenes.

playing chess!

Of course, Wang Chen doesn't think his feelings are necessarily right.

Maybe it was just his illusion, or just a coincidence.

Wang Chen didn't continue to think about it.

If someone is really playing big chess, then he is not even qualified to be a chess piece.

Why bother with mediocrity!

The most urgent task at the moment is to get an introduction to "Dharma of Heavenly Dragon King Kong".

In the past two days, besides taking care of the Lingtian, Wang Chen spent most of his time at home comprehending this body training method.

The set of formulas he obtained contained a picture of the true shape of the Dawei Tianlong.

As long as you comprehend this picture and stimulate the power of qi and blood, you will get started.

It sounds simple, but Wang Chen's low comprehension got him into trouble again.

Life and death means not being able to comprehend the true meaning contained in the Tianlong Tu.

It was too late to cross the threshold.

If you can't learn the skills, it's useless for Wang Chen to have the Immortal Cultivation Panel.

So he wants to try again.

"Squeak!"

Two white shadows suddenly rushed into the quiet room, one behind the other.

Wang Chen took a closer look.

It turned out to be the rat with his husband.

The previously suspected missing Chinchilla!

He was immediately happy: "Are you two remarried?"

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