Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

On Yuanling Mountain, a slightly humble banquet was in progress. Shen Wulie and Jiang Kuigao were sitting at the head of the banquet, while Fang Qingyuan and Zhang Yuan were accompanying a dozen of their fellow disciples.

Of the more than 100 Qi Refining monks brought by Shen Wulie this time, only a dozen belonged to the Beast Control Sect. Among these people, there were only two or three who were core disciples.

Now that Fang Qingyuan and Zhang Yuan are core disciples, their qualifications and identities are very good in front of these people. These fellow beast masters are still very polite in front of Fang Qingyuan.

At the banquet, the wine consumed was Zhang Yuan's stock, and the food eaten were the gourmet ingredients prepared by Fang Qingyuan for Jinbao.

Yuanling Mountain is located in a remote place, so a little hospitality and showing the friendship of the landlord is enough. However, no matter how hard Jiang Kui tries to please Shen Wulie, it will be in vain.

Shen Wulie drank his drink and said to Jiang Kui beside him:

"Your Yuanling Mountain is well managed. The mortals live and work in peace and contentment. There is also friendship and harmony among you. Even the spiritual plants planted in the back mountain are lush and green on a large scale. I took a rough look and estimated that they are three to four thousand acres. Bar?"

Jiang Kui looked at Shen Wulie's expression and replied naturally:

"Thank you for the compliment, senior brother. The spiritual plant in the back mountain is to find a living for the mortals at the foot of the mountain. The sect will take half of the proceeds after the production. I think the musician and senior brother Zhao already knew about this. It's rare that they didn't tell senior brother Did you say that?"

Shen Wulie's face froze, then he finished the drink in the glass, then stood up and said:

"After drinking wine and eating, it's time to do some work. All disciples, follow me out to the mountains to dig mines."

As soon as Shen Wulie finished speaking, the dozen disciples below stood up suddenly and walked out silently.

Jiang Kui chuckled lightly, opened the mountain protection formation, and allowed these people to come and go. Outside Yuanling Mountain, most of the remaining hundred or ten Qi Refining monks were shocked when they saw Shen Wulie coming out so quickly.

They had only set up camp for half a day, and Shen Wulie was in a hurry to go mining. Why didn't he stay in Yuanling Mountain for a few more days?

Shen Wulie led a group of disciples out of Yuanling Mountain, looked at Fang Qingyuan who was following him, and said:

"Senior nephew Qingyuan, without further ado, please take us to the red iron mine."

When Fang Qingyuan saw that Shen Wulie didn't want to stay in Yuanling Mountain for a moment longer, he laughed in his heart and naturally stepped forward to lead the way.

So Yin Bao's horse flew at the front, and behind it were more than a dozen beast ships. The shadow cast by such a large team was enough to cover the clouds and the sun. Wherever it went, the beasts underground were all He was lying on the ground, not daring to move.

After flying like this for an hour, the red iron ore came into view. Fang Qingyuan directed Yinbao to descend, and finally landed on a piece of red land. Then he said to Shen Wulie who was following him:

"Uncle Master, please look, this is where the red iron ore is."

Shen Wulie looked around at the surrounding environment with his eyes, and then with a wave of his hand, the monks from more than a dozen beast ships filed down, spread out, and began to work.

Among the more than one hundred Qi Refining monks, except for the dozen or so disciples from Yushou Mountain who were used as military support, most of the other monks who followed were recruited casual cultivators.

These casual cultivators are willing to mine in exchange for their own cultivation resources. They were not doing well in the past, and some were heavily in debt. They were at the bottom of the cultivation world.

Immortal cultivators go mining in person, which sounds unbelievable to mortals, but it is the truth. As long as the price is in place, mining doesn't matter.

Shen Wulie found the disciple who was accompanying him, and after saying a few words in his ear, the disciple understood and walked away.

Afterwards, Shen Wulie looked at Fang Qingyuan and said:

"Master Nephew Fang, thank you for bringing us here. I think you are quite busy at Yuanling Mountain. Otherwise, you could go back earlier and leave this place to us."

When Fang Qingyuan heard this, the smile on his face did not change and he said:

"It doesn't matter. I'm not missing on Yuanling Mountain. But right now, my uncle is short of manpower. I'll stay and see if I can help a little bit."

Seeing that Fang Qingyuan was shameless and refused to leave, Shen Wulie no longer cared about him. A small seventh-level Qi refining monk could not afford to make waves.

A group of casual cultivators, following the instructions of the disciples of the Beast Control Sect, began to arrange formations, cut down trees, and build camps.

The reserves of these red iron ores are astonishing, and it is expected that it will take decades to dig them. Shin Moo Yeol will be in good hands this time.

Seven days later, a human camp sprang up in front of the border of the wild and dense forest.

Hundreds of houses have been built and are distributed on a flat land. Not far away is a river that has been moved using magic to ensure drinking water for many monks and spiritual beasts.

In addition, the most important thing is the formation arranged here, which is the second-level high-grade Eight Directions Soul Summoning Beast Gathering Formation, covering an area of ​​several miles in radius.

The formation had just been set up, and even Shen Wulie breathed a sigh of relief. It was wild and dangerous, and without the help of the formation, it always felt like going out without any clothes on.

When everything was ready and Shen Wulie gave the order, many casual cultivators began to dig officially.

As a square of soil was transported up, some soil with red iron ore was also collected. The ore soil was transported to the smelting formation next to it. After a complicated process, tons of ore soil went in and came out. They are pieces of scarlet hematite spiritual material.

Half a month later, the first batch of red iron spiritual materials was loaded onto the beast ship, escorted by seven or eight beast-controlling sect disciples, and headed for the distant Tianmen Mountain.

Fang Qingyuan is also among them. He wants to follow along to witness the first batch of production and then fight for his own interests.

When they arrived at Tianmen Mountain, it was Zhao Liangde who was in charge of the matter. Lechuan went over to observe the ceremony at the invitation of other beast masters. As soon as Lechuan left, Zhao Liangde took charge of Tianmen Mountain.

Seeing that Zhao Liangde was responsible for this matter, Fang Qingyuan felt happy. After dealing with Zhao Liangde over the years, he had also summed up several experiences, which could all be put to use now.

This first batch of red iron spiritual materials produced is worth 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones, but is only a hundred tons in size.

It doesn't look like much, but this is only half a month's production, and as Shin Wulie's people become more mature, the production will gradually increase. From now on, it will be able to produce about one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones every month. of red iron.

This is an estate worth more than one million spirit stones a year. After these days of observation, Fang Qingyuan has figured out the secrets. Otherwise, Shen Wulie let him go in the first place, but Fang Qingyuan stayed shamelessly, just for this moment.

When Fang Qingyuan saw Zhao Liangde, Zhao Liangde was doing accounts. When he saw Fang Qingyuan coming over, he put down what he was doing and said:

"I knew you couldn't sit still. Seeing that the baby was born, I hurried up to ask for the benefits, for fear of missing you."

Fang Qingyuan put on a smile and complimented:

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you, Uncle Zhao. The disciple did come here for the hematite ore. The disciple discovered this vein at the beginning, and this land nominally belongs to Yuanling Mountain. Now the sect is exploiting it aggressively and reaping the benefits. Give us some.

You know, our Yuanling Mountain has been having a hard time recently. The mortals don't have enough to eat or wear, so they are counting on this spiritual stone to survive. If I, the disciple, can't bring the spiritual stone back, how can I have the face to see everyone. "

Fang Qingyuan rambled on about a lot of his difficulties, but Zhao Liangde didn't want to listen anymore. He waved his hand to stop him: