Resurrection of spiritual energy, I began to cultivate immortals from farming

Chapter 125 Poisoning (for Subscription)
Elder Jin Dan suddenly felt that he couldn't control the magic weapon, so he violently injected his spiritual energy into the magic weapon in the palace of hell, but still caused the altar, which was shaken by thunder and lightning, to fall down.

He also suffered a little internal injury, he took the tonic pill and meditated to recover, feeling that the palace of hell was getting more and more out of his control.

He heard Huang Chen's call.

"Huang Chen, how are you doing in there?"

"Master, I'm fine. I'm controlling that magic weapon, but I didn't think it would be that close, so I controlled those monsters again, but I didn't want to mess with a dragon."

"Damn, it's a dragon again, have you found any strangers?"

"No, the dragon just appeared with the dragon chant and didn't appear in the space. The apprentice suspects that the dragon and that person Xiu, like the apprentice, have a space magic weapon to hide, and they are not affected by everything that happens in the hell palace. Influenced, but don't want to be controlled, come against me."

Elder Jin Dan listened to the disciples' words, and now he solved the problems that he hadn't solved before. Why can they enter and exit?It turns out that there is also a magic weapon hidden.

It's just why their magic weapon can enter the space of the hell palace?

He picked up the magic weapon and kept looking at it, and even repaired it with the spiritual energy refining tool. The magic weapon has been in constant turmoil for the past few days, and the thunder and lightning have lost some of the magic weapon.

Elder Jin Dan is not the person who refines the magic weapon, such a high-level spiritual treasure, he does not have the ability to improve the defense of the magic weapon.

"Damn... do I want to make a wedding dress for someone else? Hmph..."

Elder Jindan has a domineering heart, so how can he be willing to have his lofty ideals shattered? The only possibility at this moment is to recruit more souls.

Then he can only create natural disasters and let some ordinary people die for no reason. This is the way he can accept more puppets.

Elder Jin Dan was a little puzzled, the natural disasters created before, and the souls of those mortals who were harvested, why did the ghost cultivator say that they disappeared, and they could not use mortal souls to cultivate, nor could they use mortal souls to attack monsters.

Elder Jin Dan decided to go out, and took the magic weapon of his cave, and put the palace of hell in the storage bag, when he opened the door of the cave.

"master"

Waiting outside the courtyard for those disciples to see the master, they all stopped to practice.

"Take care of your home, master. I have something to go outside. If someone looks for it, just say to leave your name and address. Master, I will send a letter."

"Yes……"

After the elder Jindan finished his explanation, under the watchful eyes of his disciples, except for the Taishan sect, he sacrificed the magic weapon of flying, Ruyi Buddha dust, and flew in the high sky, especially to the more desolate high mountains.

Elder Jin Dan came to a relatively desolate high mountain. Looking down from here, he saw that there was a cottage on the mountainside.

He had an idea, this must be an ordinary person living in seclusion here in the high mountains.

He is lying in ambush on the high mountain, and of course the natural disaster is to poison the water source on the high mountain.

As usual, he dropped a poison packet at the water source flowing down the mountain.

……

Under the curtain of flying thousands of feet of water on the high mountain, there is a large pool. The pool is so deep that it can't see the bottom. The water under the pool is very cold.

At this time, many fish were swimming in the pool, and several young men were exercising in the pool.

The earl with the highest cultivation base among them, and the viscounts are the cultivation bases of several other young people.

Their ancestors came here to live in seclusion 1000 years ago, and their ancestors forbade them as a last resort not to go outside to stir up trouble.

Having grown up here for more than 1000 years, they have long been accustomed to living in seclusion in this high mountain. From speaking the language of the Fan Kingdom, they can now speak the language of the Ancient Xia Kingdom, and they look like ordinary people.

What they practice is not the spells practiced by people in the world of immortals, but the magic that belongs to their country.

This is also why they use magic to deceive the ordinary people of the ancient Xia Kingdom from you with their appearance, and deceive many high-level cultivators who have passed through since then.

For more than 1000 years, they have lived peacefully without contention with the world. It is only from this generation that young people have started their ambition to break through.

It's just that they are restricted by their family law and cannot go outside. The young people unite and prepare to practice their strong bodies and go outside secretly.

"Count, with our level of cultivation, we should be able to venture outside, right?" A viscount said confidently.

"That's right, Earl, you are the patriarch's son, you can cultivate faster than us, and you should inherit more than us, so it's up to you to venture out this time."

said another Viscount.

The other viscounts nodded in agreement, their faces full of ambition yearning for the outside world.

"Not necessarily..., my cultivation base is higher than yours, but don't be ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. I heard that the highest cultivation base outside is as big as ours, and people have already cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage."

"Really? Why is it so powerful?" The viscounts didn't believe the earl's words, and they even wanted to go out for a meeting.

"This is not a legend. Monsters and beasts have already transformed. If we go out rashly, it is very likely that one of them will be careless. We will go out and cause trouble."

"What are you afraid of? Let's go out quietly. We look like ordinary people. Who would harm ordinary people?"

The Viscount is the language of incitement again.

"Look, look, why are there fish floating in the pool?"

A viscount noticed something was wrong.

"No, the water here is poisonous..." The count was the first to jump out of the water, flew out of the bank, and put on his clothes.

The other viscounts also jumped out of the water and put on their clothes on the shore. Their skills were a little weaker and they found that they were also poisoned.

A group of young people meditate on the shore to detoxify. They have antibodies in their bodies and use magic to force out the poisonous gas from their bodies.

The count opened his eyes and looked at the upper reaches of the waterfall. His blue eyes looked worriedly at the high mountain. They had lived for so many years and nothing like this had ever happened. It seemed that someone did it on purpose.

The Earl's first thought was to look for anything unusual in the pool.

Take out a magic wand from the storage bag, put the magic wand in the water, the magic wand emits colorful light, and the fish that floated to the surface have become poisonous items, and the magic wand takes them away.

The magic wand also took away a package of things, and the colored light of the magic wand removed the toxins from the water source.

The earl took back the magic wand. This magic wand was passed down from the ancestors. It is a treasure of inheritance and will only be passed on to the patriarch in each generation.

The count put the magic wand back into the storage bag, and the things that worried him came to his mind.

"Not good, let's go back to the clan."

As soon as the earl finished speaking, his body was already flying back to the cottage deep in the mountain.

The viscounts also realized that the water source of the waterfall was the water for their pets. There were some people in the tribe who had a low level of cultivation and could not use magic to wash their clothes. They all washed their clothes under this current.

(End of this chapter)