Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 259 The King of the Mountain, Prosperity (for Subscription)

There are six demon cultivators guarding the exit of the cemetery.

Yang Fan's sudden appearance startled them all. Two of them were almost ready to make a move. If a demon cultivator who had seen Yang Fan before quickly stopped them, they might have already made a move.

"Is it Senior Yang Fan, Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand?" The demon cultivator who had met Yang Fan asked, clasping his fists.

Yang Fan was stunned for this title, then coughed twice, and nodded his head with his hands behind his back.

"Golden... Where is General Guang?" He asked in a deep voice.

"Senior Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, general, he and the seven seniors went to the Demon Falling Swamp to look for the Sea Wind Vine!" said the demon cultivator.

"Sea Wind Vine!?" Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, wondering how these guys got together with Hou Xiaoqiang, and at the same time asked, "Oh, how can I contact the Golden General?"

"Senior, it's General Jin Guang." The demon cultivator corrected him speechlessly, and then replied, "There is no way to send messages in the Demon Falling Swamp. Senior, you should go back to the camp and wait quietly."

"That's great!" Yang Fan nodded after thinking about it.

After that, he was led by the demon cultivator to Hou Xiaoqiang's garrison camp, and was also arranged in a relatively elegant small courtyard.

Back in the room, Yang Fan first released his spiritual sense to check the room carefully. After finding nothing suspicious, he heaved a sigh of relief, took out the Ice Soul Brew and took a sip, and waved his hands to arrange a formation. Entered the fairy island.

On Xiandao, with the cooperation between Zhen Youcai and several sects that recycle abandoned spiritual weapons in the Wanqi Starfield, the Xiong family army can devour abandoned spiritual weapons at all times to improve their strength.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was very relieved, without any more beeps, he waved and took out all the magic weapons he got in the cemetery, and handed them to Xiong's army to open his arms to devour them.

Seeing this, the Xiong Family Army suddenly burst into cheers.

"Long live the island owner..."

Hearing their cheers, Yang Fan turned around and came to Lingtian shaking his head and laughing.

It can be seen from a distance that Ji Xiaoyan and her two partners are busy in the spiritual land. Besides her three, there are two new-faced Lingdou soldiers also in the spiritual land.

It can be guessed without thinking, these two guys must be the newly born Lingdou soldiers during this period.

Yang Fan looked at them from a distance, and didn't want to disturb their work. When he was about to turn around and go to the brewery to check the Huolingjiu, he saw Ji Xiaoyan trotting over with a small wooden barrel filled with Lingmi.

"Island owner, Wuxing rice, Lingling rice, happy rice, and jumping rice are ripe!" She stretched out the wooden barrel while speaking.

"Oh!" Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked into the barrel with anticipation.

I saw that the wooden barrel was divided into ten small warehouses by five small wooden boards, and several of the small warehouses contained four kinds of spiritual rice: Wuxing rice, Lingling rice, happy rice, and jumping rice.

Especially five-element rice, which is the first kind of spiritual rice he has researched, so he must pay special attention to it.

Pick up a few grains and look them up.

Wuxingmi is the same size as a red bean, with five different colors shining all over its body from time to time. In addition to its round shape, it looks like a colorful pearl, and it smells even more peculiar. Smell the fresh fragrance.

If you hold it in your hand and feel it carefully, you will even realize that it contains five different kinds of spiritual power. These kinds of spiritual power are the five elements of spiritual power, and the richness of it is amazing.

"Xiaoyan, cook a pot and try it later!" Yang Fan said impatiently, then picked up Lingling Rice, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it a few times, then put it in his mouth and bit it lightly, and saw that it was like It feels like a batch of pearls wrapped in cool and refreshing oasis after biting through them.

"Not bad." He smacked his lips, and then picked up the happy rice and put it in the middle.

The happy rice tasted very smooth and delicious, and it was very chewy, but after eating it, he didn't feel any desire to be happy, and even wanted to curse.

Hiss, wait, what the fuck is up with my mouth?

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and quickly used his spiritual power to condense a spiritual mirror, and then looked at it, and he was suddenly dumbfounded.

It turns out that the so-called happy meter is just to make people's faces smile, not the true sense of happiness from the heart.

If this rice is eaten by a monk with a cuckold, he will still smile happily after being cuckolded. Thinking about it, it will be very evil.

In conclusion, this happy rice is useless.

Finally, there is jumping rice.

Yang Fan didn't have much hope for this Lingmi either, he randomly grabbed seven or eight grains and put them in his mouth.

I saw that three seconds after the entrance of the Lingmi, it jumped up suddenly, and the beating range became faster and faster, causing the cheeks of the face to vibrate violently, and the feeling was like being massaged.

And the most amazing thing is that even if you bite them into pieces and swallow them, they will still beat, unless they are digested, they will keep beating like this.

Think about what will happen if you eat a few bowls of him?
Do a ghost dance?

But I have to say that the feeling of jumping rice in the body is really sour and refreshing.

"Not bad!" Yang Fan's body trembled slightly, he waved his hand to put away the jumping rice in the small bucket, and then quickly left Lingtian.

When he came to the Boundary Flower, he fed the magic spar obtained in the cemetery to the Boundary Flower to devour.

After a while, nearly 70 billion magic crystals were all fed, and even the spirit stones and magic crystals obtained from Yin Shisan and others were all fed.

With so many spirit stones down, the Boundary Boundary Flower only expanded the area covered by the formation by five or six meters.

One can imagine how many spirit stones would be needed to completely cover the farm?
This number is simply unimaginable.

Sighing melancholy, he went back to the farmhouse and checked Bai Mushan's situation. When he was about to leave Xiandao, he suddenly remembered Ke Yang and Wangcai who hadn't seen him for a long time after leaving Xiandao for many days.

Especially the latter, he hasn't seen it in the past few months!
"Could it be dead?" Yang Fan pondered in his heart, and then released his spiritual consciousness to continuously extend and sweep outward.

Finally, Wangcai was found in a canyon more than 300 kilometers away from the farm.

I saw that this guy's little life is very nourishing, there are hundreds of little foundation building monsters waiting on the saddle, and there are also a few female monsters hammering back and pinching the shoulders for him, and some of them will Some peeled spirit fruits were fed into its mouth.

This kind of life is very much like King of the Mountain.

And what's even more surprising is that this guy was actually promoted to Nascent Soul Dzogchen, as quickly as if he was on the hook.

Seeing this, the corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and without any more beeping, he teleported directly in front of Wangcai.

He appeared so suddenly that Wangcai, who was enjoying himself, was able to react, so let alone those little foundation-building demons.

"Hehe, you're living a happy life!"

This familiar voice does not appear in Wangcai's dream all the time, so that it becomes its bewilderment.

It narrowed its eyes with a look of enjoyment, glanced at Yang Fan who was smiling half-smile, then closed his eyes again and continued to enjoy this comfortable little day.

This kind of dream has been done no less than [-] times, and it must be false.

At this time, those little foundation-building demons also found Yang Fan, and after feeling the coercive aura that seemed to be vast, they all knelt down on the ground trembling.

Wangcai also seemed to have noticed something, opened his eyes, first glanced at the younger brother kneeling on the ground, then thought of something, and quickly turned his gaze to Yang Fan.

Familiar cheeks, familiar smiles...

"Hehe, how could it be that guy, I must be dreaming again, yes, it must be like this!" Wangcai still didn't believe it was true, and he kept comforting himself in his heart.

At this time, Yang Fan said again, "What? You have been King of the Mountain for a long time, and you don't even know me?"

When he spoke, he showed that wicked smile, and he pressed the joints of his hands crackling.

"Island...Island owner!?" Wangcai asked a late question, and then thought that he had already met the Nascent Soul Realm Great Demon Empress at this moment, and his guts immediately surged infinitely.

"Boy, this dog master is now the great demon of the Nascent Soul Realm, and I will never be afraid of you again!"

"Haha, didn't expect that, did you? Are you scared? Lord Dog told you, it's too late!"

"Unless you kneel down and kowtow ten times to me, and ask Grandpa ten times to listen!"

"otherwise……"

(End of this chapter)