I have a talent tree

Chapter 141 Overestimation
"Goodbye, senior brother!"

Wang Qingfeng forced a smile.

clang clang.

The senior brother played with the seven Immortal Ascension Coins, with a comfortable look on his face and a smile on his face:
"Junior brother, you are welcome to come here often."

"sure."

The little fat man nodded stiffly, his eyes filled with distress.

Because of his cheap skills, he 'spent' a full seven Immortal Ascension Coins to calm down his senior brother's anger.

These are precious spiritual resources!
"This kid needs to be trained properly, otherwise he might cause some trouble if he goes back to Shangqing Mountain."

In the sky, Bai Ding nodded after watching the whole process.

Seeing that he had broken through the second level so quickly, the inner alchemist brother calmed down and only asked for a few more Immortal Ascension Coins.

"Boom!"

Bai Jing thought.

He hadn't paid attention when he checked the mission Wang Qingfeng had received before, but now he understood it.

"Little fat man, is he specifically picking out big families to do this task? The purpose is to dig up their ancestral graves?"

Bai Jing thought.

He raised his brows with a relieved expression.

This fat man has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and he specializes in choosing big businesses to work for.

Then, he looked at Ming Mansion carefully with this question in mind.

A large courtyard covering an area of ​​several thousand square meters came into Bai Jing's sight.

Then, he quickly gathered his emotions and rushed towards the destination leisurely with excitement.

……

"He's just set foot in the spiritual world, but he still cares about worldly goods?"

In the sky, Bai Jing murmured, then turned into blue light and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

"Wait, when I enter the fairy mountain, I will dig out all your ancestral graves."

There, the walls were stained red with blood and looked scary.

"This is a wealthy family!"

"The strength of the three ghosts is about the middle of the first level. It's okay. Their Qi and blood are masculine. They are the best against these ghosts. For the little fat man, there is no problem at all."

Although I have been a record keeper for a year, my time can also be put to good use to improve my first-order star status to a higher level.

"Listening to the conversation of these people, the middle-aged man wearing a blue and green thumb ring is Ming Yuanwai."

"His behavior is quite decent. I'm afraid he has some intentions towards Yuanwai's ancestral graves, which is why he is so approachable."

Then, the scope of his consciousness expanded, and he found the owner of the suffering in a house ten miles away from the mansion.

"Ming Yuan Waifu."

Not long after.

Bai Jing looked at the cemetery behind the compound.

The other person was pacing back and forth, his face pale, and his eyes filled with fear and worry.

Apparently, a killing took place in this house.

A fat man in brocade was reflected in Bai Jing's eyes.

Before the fat man arrived, he still had some time to practice.

Although he usually doesn't look very cool, he does have a fierce energy, which is much better than Bai Jing's first time to eliminate ghosts, and his sword skills are very sharp.

"Although it is a secular realm, because the Shangqing Mountain is entrenched in the southern border, the entire realm is contaminated by spiritual energy and can easily breed ghosts."

Bai Jing stopped paying attention and directly revealed the Yin-Yang array.

After the senior brother drove away in the fairy boat, Fatty's true nature was exposed and he was full of resentment.

Maybe a long time ago, it was very lively here.

If faced with him, this kid would definitely not be able to get out of bed for three days.

Bai Jing's eyes reflected on a room in the deepest part of the mansion.

In the sky, Bai Jing began to record the process of the little fat man performing his mission.

"boom!"

Da da da!
When the little fat man arrived and 'connected' with the Mingmen, it was approaching dusk and the sky was gradually getting dark.

hum!
In the room, rays of light were looming.

Not long after, the fat man started fighting the ghost with a sharp sword in hand.

But right now, even in the daytime, it was eerie and gloomy inside, and it seemed that no one had lived there for several days, and the entire mansion was covered with a thin layer of dust.

"Not bad, A!"

Bai Dingding nodded and wrote an 'A' on the little fat man's first task rating.

This little guy is indeed a real talent.

"but."

He looked at the little fat man with sharp swordsmanship, touched his chin and thought:
"This guy likes tomb robbing so much, doesn't he know that in the world of cultivation, array formation is the necessary means to explore and excavate the tombs of the Immortal family?" Come to think of it, this guy is a loner and doesn't seem to like communicating with others.

I guess I haven’t understood it yet.

There should be no one who specifically told him that formations were the necessary means to dig a large tomb.

"Are you leaving? Did I guess wrong? This guy didn't choose a big business on purpose, it was just by chance? But he clearly brought the tools to commit the crime."

Bai Jing looked at Wang Xiaopang, who said goodbye to the member of staff and led the horse away without hesitation.

"You realize how wonderful the world of immortality is and suddenly change your ways?"

Well, Bai Jing was completely wrong.

He overestimated the fat man's character.

I saw Wang Qingfeng leading the horse out of the town, tying the horse's rope in a remote forest, then carrying the package on his back, trotting all the way back to the town secretly.

Taking advantage of the darkening sky, the little fat man walked around to the back of Ming Yuan's outer mansion, walking lightly and mumbling something:

"Master Tao, there is a cause and effect that needs to be resolved today. Senior brother lent me the immortal coin as the cause, and I used the Yuanwai family's ancestral grave to obtain the result."

"..." Bai Jing.

What bullshit cause and effect.

I saw Wang Qingfeng go directly to the most luxurious mausoleum, and the shovel was taken out. The little fat man was full of energy, even more excited than when he was slaying the demon just now.

Crash.

Bai Jing took out the booklet, held the pen holder, and started recording.

Since his senior brothers asked him to record the number of times Fatty had robbed tombs, he should do his best to record the detailed process one by one.

This is called professionalism!
Industry specializing in surgery.

The fat man skillfully dug up the grave, while Bai Jing wrote vigorously. Well, he thought that his narrative ability was quite strong.

only!

While everyone was busy, someone suddenly interrupted the rhythm.

I saw Ming Yuan, his wife and concubines holding lanterns outside, suddenly walking towards the mausoleum, suspected of coming to worship their ancestors.

"Oops!"

The fat man had a keen spiritual sense and saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately packed up his things and fled far away.

"Isn't this causing trouble?"

Bai Jing was dissatisfied, and he was still very proud of what he was writing.

But now that the matter has come to this, it can only be interrupted.

One big and one small left here dissatisfied.

"drive!"

The little fat man rode the horse back and forth along the road, but with regret in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.

Halfway through the journey, the horse suddenly stopped with a roar.

On the clouds, Bai Jing looked strange and looked at a wealthy family not far away with slightly gleaming eyes.

Well, it’s still an official residence.

Could it be?

Bai Jing didn't guess wrong this time.

Under the dim moonlight, Wang Qingfeng carried the package and walked toward the official residence covered with dust.

This guy seemed to be familiar with the road and found the official cemetery easily.

Moreover, through compass positioning, a large tomb was directly excavated, which was very fruitful.

"This kid is so wicked. He picked up other people's ancestral graves." Bai Jing shook his head.

Of course, he didn't stop it.

But the pen in my hand never stopped, and I wanted to write down all the details.

By then, this little guy will have his time to cry.

Ok?
His eyes suddenly looked at the record of the little fat man's first grave removal in the book. There was still a blank page there, which was not finished. The writing ended abruptly in the middle.

Bai Jing's eyes flickered slightly.

then.

His figure disappeared suddenly, but came back after a moment.

It's just that there are a bunch of old items beside him.

"How could the little fat man's first tomb-robbing trip fail halfway? Let's use our imagination to give him a successful tomb-digging trip."

Bai Jing put the pile of items into the fat man's package without anyone noticing, and then began to write quickly to make the record of his first grave excavation more complete and rich.

"Huh? Why is the package so heavy and the harvest so great?"

Below, the fat man who was returning suddenly muttered.

However, he didn't think too much and embarked on his return trip feeling satisfied.

(End of this chapter)