Starry Sky Professional

Years later.

Qingmuling suddenly began to prepare for war, and the prices of pills and magic weapons that were originally sluggish have been rising all the way. I don’t know how many merchants who sold at a loss before were so angry that they vomited blood.

Qingyu Garden.

Fei Changnong collected spiritual medicine as usual.

He looked at the green grass that had turned five or six times, turning into one hundred and fifty-six trees, hundreds of green dragon flowers, and dozens of three fruits. A hint of surprise appeared on his face: "This new The medicine garden opened is so abundant?”

If farming can bring benefits, why should those Taoist monks join the Sihai Hall in a bitter way, stay in the four directions, or receive the dangerous fighting mission of rewarding good and punishing evil halls?

"Junior Brother Fang, it would be a pity that your Lingnong technique would not be in charge of the Medicine Garden..."

Fei Changnong looked at Fang Xing with a smile on his face: "The sect is in need of a large number of spiritual objects. You have such a rich production here, and the rewards will be heavy. How about I give you five thousand merits this time?"

"Thank you, senior brother."

Fang Xing responded with a smile.

This is not only to prepare for the fundamental map of supernatural powers, but also to show value.

Originally, his manager of the Medicine Garden was not kicked out, but because of the rules of the sect.

But the rules are broken.

When the war will be fierce and the Daoji monks will be killed in battle, many people will definitely be jealous.

But with real contributions, it is impossible to be replaced.

Or...the ability to have bad things!

Fang Xing promised that as long as he dared to replace him, Qingyuyuan's production would immediately fall back to its original level.

I believe that if the senior leaders of the sect weigh the pros and cons, they will naturally make a decision that satisfies him.

"This time, you all have hundreds of merits..."

Fei Changnong looked at Fang Xing deeply, then looked at Dong Meier and others, and spoke.

He gave all the big heads, so he naturally would not treat these related households unfairly.

"Thank you, Master Fei."

Dong Meier and others were overjoyed. Thinking of the hard work of farming for so many years, they finally received a generous reward.

Several of the disciples looked at each other and were all grateful: 'Following this situation is really going to be fought. Although farming is hard, you don't have to die... What's more, with Uncle Fang, the income from farming has increased several times, which is a bit No less than going to the battlefield...'

...

Just when Fang Xing was calmly handing in the mission.

Aoki Ridge Edge.

A barren mountain.

A thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Burning paper men and broken shadows fell from the sky, occasionally mixed with strange wooden puppets, and broken limbs and broken arms.

"Blood Shadow Gate..."

Several blue lights roared and retreated: "This time, you are the ones who will kill themselves!"

"Hehe..."

The sky seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, with layers of shadow puppets playing with paper people, laughing strangely: "The place outside is too small, and it cannot accommodate too many sects... One family cuts its flesh, it is better for every family to cut its flesh... You Aoki Ridge is weak, so why not just choose you this time…”

The green lights rushed around, but could not escape the bloody sky, and finally died in screams.

Paper men and shadow puppets fell down and began to build formations on this nameless barren mountain.

Soon, another disciple of the Blood Shadow Sect arrived, and he regarded this place as a bridgehead for attacking Aoki Ridge.

Not long after, a strange shadow puppetry stage was built.

A very beautiful woman stood quietly on the stage, wearing a costume, like a famous actor about to perform on stage.

Below the stage, there were a group of Daoji monks from the Blood Shadow Sect, who respectfully bowed: "I have seen 'Xi Lian Zhenren'!"

"Um……"

A man's voice came from the beautiful woman's mouth.

Obviously, this woman is just a skin-like appearance of the art of painting skin: "From today, a war is coming... It is a great opportunity to collect shadow puppets and soul-loving souls. We, the evil heretics, like the people who are the most miserable, have a life hehe..."

At the end, he turned into a woman's sharp laughter: "You go down and act according to the plan, and keep the yellow skin."

A monk from Daoji quickly stood up and left, as if he was chasing some bloodthirsty demon behind him.

There was only one Daoji monk with yellow beard with a bitter face and stayed on the stage.

Ji Lian Zhenren spoke, and then returned to the man's voice: "What's wrong with the spies who have been placed in Qingmu Ridge? They used the skin painting technique I specially improved, and will not be sensed or exposed by any magic weapon..."

"Thirteen targets have been selected, and the skin has been successfully peeled. The disciples of this sect hide their identity and enter Aoki Ridge..."

Huangpizi bowed and replied.

"Very good... In Qingmu Ridge, there is a 'vegetation and plants and plants', which uses the evergreen trees as the eye of the formation. Every time there is an evergreen tree, the power will be even greater... At the critical moment, it must Try to destroy it…”

"yes!"

"Okay, go down... I don't know if this battle will allow me to successfully peel off the appearance of a Yin Shen Zhenren..."

Xi Lian Zhenren laughed and said, "It's not easy to peel off a painted skin of Yin Shen Zhenren and retain his magical powers... All three of them failed in the previous ones. Do you think I can succeed this time? ? ”

A drop of cold sweat suddenly flowed down the yellow-skinned forehead...

...

Qingyu Garden.

"Boy Fei Changqing, pay homage to the uncle."

A young man with honest facial features and dark skin kowtowed to Fang Xing.

"Are you the one sent by Fei Yong?"

Fang Xing looked at Fei Changqing up and down and found that he only had the fifth level of sensation Qi cultivation, his appearance was not amazing, and he had nothing outstanding.

Although he was somewhat puzzled as to why Fei Yong sent this boy here, could it be because this boy was somewhat related to Fei Changnong?

However, after seeing Fei Yong's token, he still accepted it.

"Dong Meir."

He called the girl in red to him: "This Junior Brother Fei Changqing, you will take care of him first."

This girl has always disliked farming chores and tried every means to avoid doing them, but Fang Xing wanted to throw another burden to her: "Regarding the precautions in the medicinal field, you have to do it yourself and teach him hand in hand..."

"Yes..."

Dong Meir immediately made a bitter face. Fei Changqing saw a few unfriendly eyes looking at him, and he also complained in his heart.

This woman looked very troublesome. This Taoist monk who was said to be Fei Yong's grandfather was so evil that he asked this woman to take care of him. It was obvious that he wanted to watch the show.

But the elder had already spoken, and he had no way to refuse, so he could only say with a bitter face: "Please give me some advice, Senior Sister..."

"Yes."

Dong Meir was also a clever little girl, and naturally saw Fei Changqing's reluctance, and she had a little rebellious psychology in her heart.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

She has been sought after by her peers since she was a child, and occasionally met someone who didn't take it seriously, but she got a little excited.

After arranging the chores, Fang Xing was about to go back to plant trees.

Suddenly!

A firework shot up into the sky.

There was a strange light flashing on the evergreen tree in the valley.

"Is this... a warning from the sect?!"

Meng Tiandong counted the light, and his face turned pale: "Nine changes... represent the war with one of the ten major sects of good and evil!"

"What?"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves!

The disciples of Qingyu Garden all looked at each other in bewilderment: "Are we really at war with the Blood Shadow Sect?"

"I heard that the Blood Shadow Sect monks are the most evil among the evils. They like to skin captured monks and make them into shadow puppets... They also collect souls and sacrifice them to make paper figures of souls..."

"Fortunately, we are already disciples of the Medicine Garden and don't have to go to the battlefield for a hundred years."

"Humph, this Qingyu Garden is located on the edge of the sect, but it may not be safe..."

...

"Enough."

Fang Xing frowned when he saw this mess.

As the manager of the Medicine Garden and the one with the highest cultivation, he scolded and the garden suddenly became silent.

Everyone looked at him, the Taoist senior.

"From today on, all vacations will be cancelled, and everyone must stay in the valley and not go out!"

Fang Xing gave the order directly: "People need to take turns at night, two people per night!"

"Other than that, everything should be as usual, go away!"

...

After arranging the tasks, Fang Xing still went to an open space as usual and started planting trees.

He first dug a row of pits, then transplanted the cultivated evergreen tree seedlings into them and watered them.

Buzz!

A ball of green light entered the seedlings, and the seedlings immediately survived, and the roots began to grow vigorously.

For Fang Xing, the world is big, but planting trees at home is the biggest.

As for the threat of the Blood Shadow Sect?

Fang Xing didn't take it seriously at all.

After all, Qingyu Garden is not an important asset. According to the principle of equality, even if the Blood Shadow Sect attacks the Qingmuling headquarters, it would be great if they could come with a few Dao Foundation Initial Realm cultivators.

And he should be lenient with his enemies. Even if there are several Dao Foundation Intermediate or even Post-Dao Foundation cultivators, Fang Xing can't defeat them on the surface, but with the Druid profession, he can still fight.

'This is the advantage of hiding my profession. On the surface, I am just a spiritual farmer at the initial stage of Dao Foundation, but in fact, I have reached the middle stage of Dao Foundation...'

'Even if the enemy finds out that I am a Dao Foundation Intermediate cultivator, secretly... I still have a Druid profession. '

The 15th level of the Druid profession is comparable to the Yin God Real Person. Now Fang Xing is already at level 14, which is comparable to an ordinary Dao Foundation Post-Dao Foundation cultivator.

In addition, the Druid's natural ability that has never appeared in front of the cultivators in this world, it is very easy to catch them off guard.

'If I am forced into a corner, I will directly transform that evergreen tree into a tree man... Maybe it will be another Yin God Real Person fighting force! '

Fang Xing thought indifferently and continued to plant trees.

Days passed one by one, but the outside world was shocked three times a day!

Especially in Poison Dragon Slope and even the major Daoist families, they all knew that the Blood Shadow Sect had brazenly started a war with Qingmuling, and even spread the flames of war to the heart of Qingmuling.

For a time, almost all the cultivators were in danger.

On the contrary, Qingyu Garden, after the initial panic, returned to calm and seemed very well organized.

A few months passed quickly.

Fang Xing picked up a yellow gourd, took a sip of spiritual wine casually, and swept his eyes over the many disciples busy in the medicine field.

Especially lingered on Fei Changqing for a moment.

‘This kid is quite smart, he actually got rid of Dong Meir... Those brothers didn’t bother him. ’

He laughed and focused his attention on one person.

The druid’s perception made him realize that there was something wrong with this person: “This person…”