Pindao's Immortal Cultivation Game Comes True

Chapter 106 One Hundred Tons of Flour!

When the medicinal properties reach a certain level, it is not as simple as one plus one, but a qualitative change.

"I don't know if the spiritual energy of Qinglong Mountain and Heifeng Mountain can support the growth of a 6-year-old ginseng!"

Xuan Qing frowned slightly.

To use the function of 'time acceleration (vegetation)', not only consume ingots, but also need the relative growth environment of the plants.

Before he accelerated the nine ghost grasses, he drained the entire nether world, and the city god was almost exhausted.

"Forget it, it's better to take it easy when the time comes. If the land gods of Heifeng Mountain and Qinglong Mountain are killed, it will not be very good."

Xuan Qing shook his head.

There is no rush to speed up the refinement of elixir. First, go back to the real world, get some food to Black Wind Town, and eliminate the grievances in the sky above Black Wind Town.

Just right.

Six years have passed in Heifeng Town, and correspondingly, half a year has passed in the real world.

For half a year.

I don't know if there is any change in the real world.

Think so.

Mind a move.

"exit the game!"

real world.

Qingping view.

On the futon in the master bedroom in the inner courtyard, a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes.

"Whoo~"

Xuan Qing let out a long breath.

Half a year of sitting withered, but did not bring the slightest discomfort to the physical body, on the contrary, the whole body is refreshed.

This is naturally due to the breakthrough in cultivation and the return to the void, as well as the holy body of merit refined in the Eight Diagrams Furnace.

the first thing.

Charge your phone and turn it on.

"Sure enough, half a year has passed here!" Xuan Qing looked at the date on the phone.

If so.

One day in the heaven of the game world is equivalent to 36 days in the real world.

"It seems that in the future in the game world, if you want to go to heaven, you have to pay attention to the problem of time flow."

"Now go collect the incense in the Taoist temple!"

Mind a move.

A translucent shadow floated out of Xuanqing's body and flew towards the direction of the Taoist temple.

in the hall.

The pilgrims come and go, so lively.

Today's view of Qingping.

It is very famous in the entire Yan Kingdom, and everyone knows that as long as they step into the main hall of Qingping Temple, the whole person will become calm.

Since the last Temple Inheritance Ceremony, the video of the six-year-old Xiaodao boy hanging and beating Shuanglong monk spread all over the Internet, casting a veil of mystery on the originally extraordinary Qingping Temple.

"Every layman, scan the QR code next to you to get incense, two yuan per bet, remember to offer incense to the main god of the Taoist temple first, burn three sticks of incense and kowtow"

The immature voice echoed in the hall. It was the little boy Huai Qingyun who was maintaining order as usual.

however.

Compared with the seriousness in the past, Huai Qingyun at this moment seemed a little absent-minded.

Although Huai Qingyun was muttering words, his eyes were fixed on the sky above the tablet.

babble~
He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, swallowed his throat again, and tried hard not to look at the tempting incense.

"Master, why hasn't he come back? All these incenses have dissipated. This is too wasteful, woo woo~ woo. So sad!"

Just as Huai Qingyun was biting his lip, his heart felt like a knife was twisting.

I saw that the incense on the tablet suddenly decreased, and disappeared in just a few seconds.

"Ok?"

Huai Qingyun was shocked, thinking that something went wrong.

suddenly.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him, it was Xuan Qing who came to collect incense after his spirit had come out of his body.

"master?"

Huai Qingyun's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly.

"Qingyun, you really impress the poor!" Xuan Qing's eyes glowed with admiration.

With his current cultivation base, how can he not see that half a year has passed, but this boy himself has not stolen any incense.

To know.

The power of incense is undoubtedly a huge attraction to Huai Qingyun who has been enlightened.

at this point.

From Huai Qingyun's chest, it can be known that it is moist due to the excessive secretion of saliva.

Fortunately, Jingguai's saliva has no smell, but has a grassy smell, otherwise he will make a fool of himself.

"Master, what impresses you?"

Huai Qingyun tilted his head, pretending not to understand, but the cunning in his eyes betrayed him.

"Hehe, pretend to be stupid!"

Xuan Qing smiled and shook his head.

Sometimes, being well-behaved or not is a comparison. Only after seeing the two boys of the patriarch, did he know how good Qingyun is!

Mind a move.

Xuanqing took out the Qi-gathering bead, and a small ball of incense power, about one hundred ingots, flowed out from it.

"Reward you!"

Huai Qingyun was overjoyed, swallowed the incense like a jujube, and then closed his eyes to savor it.

after awhile.

When he opened his eyes again, the figure of the master had disappeared.

now.

Xuan Qing's spirit has returned to his physical body.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Yang Ying's number.

beep beep

The call is connected.

"Master Dao, you... finally got out of customs!" Yang Ying on the other end of the phone spoke with excitement.

She has long regarded Xuan Qing as the backbone, if she hadn't known that the Taoist priest has great powers and may be practicing in seclusion, she would have gone crazy.

"Master Daoist, I have many things to report to you. Are you still in the inner courtyard?"

Xuan Qing said to the phone: "Don't rush to report the matter, you can just buy [-] tons of flour and send it to the back mountain of Qingping Mountain. The price doesn't matter, I want it today!"

"Flour, [-] tons?" Yang Ying's voice stopped, as if her throat was stuck by something.

soon.

Then react.

"Okay, I'll get in touch right away!"

She is a smart person, and she has worked under the Taoist leader for such a long time, so she naturally knows how to do things on weekdays.

The phone hangs up.

Xuan Qing was in a good mood.

Those disaster victims in Heifeng Town may be a big trouble to the people in Journey to the West, but to him, it is just a matter of words.

at this point.

Even the gods and Buddhas all over the sky can't do it, or they don't want to do it.

After all, compared to the huge karma, the merits earned are not worth it.

As the saying goes, there are people in the beheading business, but no one in the loss-making business, which is the truth.

The time comes to evening.

After the pilgrims have dispersed.

Trucks full of flour were driving on the asphalt road of Qingping Mountain, led by a black commercial vehicle.

finally.

The whole convoy stopped at the end of the back mountain road.

After Yang Ying got out of the car, she saw the Taoist standing on the side of the road, her eyes lit up immediately, and she ran over quickly.

"Master!"

"Infinite Shoufu, let them take the flour down and put it on the ground!" Xuan Qing said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Daoist!"

I haven't seen her for six months. Although she has a lot to say, the final thing right now is to complete the task assigned by the Taoist priest.

(End of this chapter)