Ziyun Mountain.

White Fort.

Linggu Garden.

The Lingzhi disciple sat in front of the wooden armor field and sighed to Chaoyang and his brothers.

At this time, the last trace of green in the wood ar field also turned into charred and yellow, and the entire wood ar field was filled with three-melted borers.

Originally, the guest elder Zhukov would come to clean up the three-flower borer in Linggu Garden regularly every time, but since the last time Elder Zhu suddenly disappeared, it has not appeared again for nearly half a year.

More than half of the spiritual fields in Linggu Garden were affected by disasters, and the fields were completely harvested.

Four months ago.

The castle lord Bai Yunting brought his disciple Zhang Wanru back from the abyss.

Xiang Chaoyang reported the matter immediately.

The White Fort Lord had no good idea, so he could only use the mountain protection formation to seal the spiritual field. After the Sanhua Berry finished eating the Linggu, he would naturally starve to death.

However, at least more than half of the spiritual fields in the entire Linggu Garden have three-melting borers that have not been removed. In addition, this kind of spiritual insect is stubborn and may have to be closed for several years before it will starve to death. Such a negative insect removal method is simply impossible.

Xiang Chaoyang could only watch the green Ling Valley in Linggu Garden turn into charred dead leaves and die.

As a spiritual plant disciple, this made Xiang Chaoyang feel very painful.

"Senior Brother Xiang, you don't need to be sad. The castle lord has already talked about the losses of Linggu Garden. All the White Fortresses are guaranteed. The brothers and brothers in Lingcao Garden will never be hungry." Sun Yunling, a female disciple of Lingcao Garden, persuaded.

"Hey... Baibao is now few people, and half of the Linggu is indeed enough to eat. It's just that the fort is difficult and the spiritual stones are tight. The Linggu halfway up the mountain is completely harvested. I'm afraid it will be a little worse for my Whiteburger." Xiang Chaoyang shook his head and said.

"Senior Brother Xiang, you don't need to worry about this. I heard from Senior Brother Zhao that the castle lord went deep into the underground abyss this time and made great contributions to the general alliance. It is said that the general alliance will issue a large number of spirit stones every month. Now the castle lord is discussing with the elders of each hall to increase the monthly salary of the disciples every month."

"What happened?"

"certainly."

Just as several spiritual plant disciples were talking, a light white light fell from the sky, which was Zhu Zishan wearing loose martial uniforms.

The Tianyi Beast, who was lying on the table and on his shoulder, jumped out excitedly. The restriction formed by the mountain protection formation could not hinder the Tianyi Beast at all.

As soon as the Tianyi beast entered Mujia Field, it stretched out its tongue and licked wildly. The three-flowered borer flew up, as if a thin layer of yellow mist was raised from the ground.

Unfortunately, the prohibition formed by the mountain protection formation hindered the escape of these pests, and they could only be used as pastries to enter the belly of Tianyi Beast.

Elder Zhu is back!

Xiang Chaoyang suddenly stood up and kicked the stunned disciple beside him.

"Quick! Go and prepare the seeds. We can sow the seeds now and we can still plant late rice for a season." Xiang Chaoyang said anxiously.

"I understand, Senior Brother Xiang." A group of spiritual plant disciples stood up one after another, looking extremely excited.

"Elder Zhu? Are you back? When are you going to leave when you come back this time?" Xiang Chaoyang asked with concern.

"Well... stay for at least three years." Zhu Zishan thought for a while and said.

Now that Zhu Zishan has already developed a body refining technique, he is naturally practicing in seclusion? He is dedicated to improving his cultivation? He cannot be as stagnant as before, so he can only wander around.

Except for three years later, the natal spiritual corpse Yuemo completed the promotion? Zhu Zishan needed to go to the underground abyss to recycle it, there was no other trivial matters to go out.

Hearing that Zhu Zishan would not leave Baibao for three years? Xiang Chaoyang was so moved that he cried. He wiped his wet eyes with his sleeves and said with a sob: "It's so great!"

Throwing the Tianyi Beast to Linggu Garden, Zhu Zishan drove the escape light and flew to the top of the mountain.

Ziyun Pavilion.

Bai Yunting looked solemnly and turned her eyes towards the direction of the Feixian Stone.

A faint white escape light flew from the direction of the flying fairy stone.

"Brother Zhu's dragon has not seen his head but his tail. Half a year has actually advanced to the God Practice Stage? It's really gratifying." Bai Yunting smiled and Xiang Ying? He was full of congratulations.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zishan showed surprise.

His divine thoughts swept past Bai Yunting and was still only in the late stage of practicing Gang. With such cultivation, it is naturally impossible to see through his cultivation level, unless he relies on the formation.

"Hahahaha..." Zhu Zishan laughed loudly, his laughter filled with heroic feelings.

"Captain Bai? I haven't seen each other for half a year, so I'm fine."

"Elder Zhu? You're welcome, please come inside!"

Zhu Zishan jumped into Ziyun Pavilion? The big horse's golden sword sat in the guest seat, picked up a cup of tea? It tasted carefully.

I have eaten barbecue in Zhuzishan, an underground abyss for nearly half a year? I’ve been tired of it long ago? Drinking some tea and keeping the fragrance on my mouth is really comfortable.

"I wonder what Brother Zhu is going to come to my White Castle?" Bai Yunting asked carefully.

"Hahahaha...Captain Bai, what do you think of a man who has not returned home for a long time? What is the first thing he wants to do when he returns home?" Zhu Zishan asked in a teasing tone.

The first thing a man who has not returned home after a long time is of course looking at his wife.

Bai Yunting did not hear the implicit sound of Zhu Zishan, but said with a smile: "Brother Zhu Zi is joking. My White Castle is just a small temple, which can accommodate Brother Zhu like a true god."

"Forget it... Since the Bai tribe leader had a grudge against Zhu, Zhu would not stay in this Baibao anymore. Then he went to Ziyun Mountain to make grass into a hut." Zhu Zishan put down his teacup and stood up to leave.

"Brother Zhu, wait!" Bai Yunting said to stop him.

Zhu Zishan stopped and was not in a hurry to be rude.

Although Bai Yunting looked hesitant, she finally made up her mind to say, "Brother Zhu is kind and righteous! If Brother Zhu hadn't happened to pass by and help him in the sand sea in Chizhou, Yunting had already fallen to the hands of a young man. Yunting would not dare to forget each other."

"Brother Zhu not only saves Yunting, but also takes care of my two incompetent disciples. In this way, I owe more brother Zhu in Baibao."

"A year ago, Brother Zhu entered my White Castle, with a open mind and a clear mind, and expressed his intentions directly. But I had just taken over the White Castle at that time, so I had to be cautious and had many concerns, but I had false words to deceive Brother Zhu!"

"To be honest, my brother Bai Yuan did say that there was a martial art called "The Death Sutra" called "Hearing the Voice". I hope Brother Zhu will not dislike accepting this item." Bai Yunting slapped the storage bag and took out a red jade slip. He handed it to Zhu Zishan.

Zhu Zishan looked at the red jade slip.

This is one time, another time.

In the past, Zhu Zishan was blocked from practicing Taiyin Curling and had to turn to the demon cultivation method. However, because he had a poor understanding of killing, he was unable to break through to the demon soul realm through blood sacrifice. At that time, he was still quite eager for this sutra.

But now Zhu Zishan is in the realm of Demon Soul, and this sutra is of no use to him through the thunder tribulation. It can be said that even he is not as good as a useless person.

"Have you practiced?" Zhu Zishan asked in a deep voice.

Bai Yunting shook her head.

"Very good! Although this Sutra of Death-Slaying the Voice is a secret book of killing, it is the killing path of the Shura clan, not the killing path of the human clan, nor my killing path!"

"To understand your own way of killing, you must understand it yourself in killing. It is useless to see too much of this thing, so it is better not to read it!" After Zhu Zishan finished speaking, he turned around and left without any nostalgia.

"Brother Zhu! If you don't accept this item, I really don't know how to repay your kindness!" Seeing that Zhu Zishan did not accept the jade slip, Bai Yunting became anxious instead.

However, Zhu Zishan had already turned into a ray of light and left.
Chapter completed!