The lower-grade immortal stones, one hundred and twenty, were piled up, and the warehouses in front of them. Just a little calming light made the space with at least ten acres of space shining with colorful light. Fang Ling, who passed through the foundation building array of ten thousand stars, originally thought that he had seen the world of immortal stones, but at this time, facing this scene that was like an ocean of immortal stones, he realized that he was still too far away.

"The real person, there are 10 million low-grade immortal stones here, which are the offerings this year." Lu Jingsheng, the monarch of Lu State, said respectfully.

"Praying?" Although Fang Ling was told to become a real person in the country, he didn't know what the real person in the country was doing. At this time, he had only one thought in his mind: Could it be that these tens of millions of low-grade immortal stones are just for his own sacrifice? But soon, he knew that he was thinking too much, so he heard Lu Jingsheng say: "True person, Lu State has to offer 10 million low-grade immortal stones to the five major sects every year. This is a rule for hundreds of years."

There are tens of millions of low-grade immortal stones, and every year, this number is really not small. Fang Ling glanced at the king of Lu and thought to himself that this king was sacred and inviolable in the eyes of outsiders. To put it bluntly, he was a great steward of the five major sects.

"How do you transport these low-grade immortal stones away?" Fang Ling picked up an immortal stone and asked faintly. Lu Jingsheng smiled and said, "At that time, the five major sects will come to pick them up. You can hand over the real person with them."

The two real people made Fang Ling a little awkward. He knew in his heart that his real person, the real person who protects the country, was actually just a good person in name.

"Lishan Palace is three million yuan, Qingyuan Sect and Jiulian Sect are two million yuan." Although Lu Jingsheng is not a very wise monarch, his human relationships are still very clear. Seeing that Fang Ling didn't understand very well, he smiled and explained. Damn, these three families took away eight million yuan at once, and the remaining two million immortal stones that his sect and Chunyu Valley are not much. "There are still one million yuan and a half million yuan in Chunyu Valley!" Lu Jingsheng's voice was a little low when he said this.

Although Fang Ling did not have much sense of belonging to the Zhendao Sect, he was a disciple of the Zhendao Sect after all. At this moment, his forehead began to appear. As one of the five major sects, the Zhendao Sect has only 500,000 yuan in offerings of the lowest-grade immortal stones in a year. It’s really hard to know, and I was shocked!

"Come here for the real person!" Lu Jingsheng was also a smart person. When he knew that it was time to change the topic, he pressed a statue next to the spirit stone, and a door that could only allow one person to enter slowly opened. The moment he entered this door, Fang Ling felt that the spiritual energy around him was extremely strong. After studying the Jindan Zhenren formation, he immediately understood. A formation with extremely lethality was arranged around him. This was also a warehouse, which was more than half smaller than the warehouse just now. However, what was placed here was medium-grade immortal stones, some spiritual medicines and materials needed to refine weapons.

"Real person, here are 100,000 medium-grade immortal stones, which are also the offerings this year." Lu Jingsheng said this, and found that Fang Ling's eyes were staring at a crystal stone that was the size of a fist, flashing silver with silver light. This is the crystal silver that refines the golden light mirror! Along the way, Fang Ling looked for more than a dozen branches of Zhenbaoxuan but couldn't find a piece of crystal silver, but he didn't expect to see such a large piece here. According to the size of this piece, at least ten golden light mirrors can be refined. Although the ten golden light mirrors are not enough to arrange the golden light illusion array, it is better than not!

Lu Jingsheng's face showed a hint of embarrassment. His mother offended Fang Ling, the real person who protects the country. In the past two days, he has been working hard to repair his relationship with Fang Ling. If he gave this crystal silver to Fang Ling, this person would definitely be very helpful. However, this crystal silver was a worship requested by Qingyuan Sect, and he dared not give it to Fang Ling at will. Therefore, he gritted his teeth and Lu Jingsheng said in a deep voice: "Minister Fang Fang. There is still one piece in the warehouse of this crystal silver in our country, but it is smaller than this one. I will ask someone to send it to the real person."

Fang Ling's heart moved, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face. The power of a country was indeed extraordinary. Such a good opportunity to quarrel should not be easily let go! Seeing Fang Ling's face suddenly became cold, Lu Jingsheng felt more and more nervous. Fang Ling was the Supreme Emperor for Lu. Although he dared not do too much, changing to the king was not a big deal.

"Thank you for your hard work in my country of Lu. Xiao Wang has some small objects here, please accept it with a smile." As Lu Jingsheng spoke, he took out a small Qiankun bag from his pocket and handed it to Fang Ling.

With a light sweep with his spiritual sense, the things in the small Qiankun bag had already been reflected in Fang Ling's heart. There were 500 medium-grade spirit stones, five kinds of spiritual medicines for hundreds of years, 10,000 kilograms of rebar trained by secret methods, as well as a bunch of high-quality green silk, and five pieces of ore the size of a fist... If these things were taken out, they would at least be worth thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, which was also a considerable wealth for Fang Ling. Looking at these things, Fang Ling's face relaxed a lot. This real person in the country was really good.

"Your Majesty is so kind, Fang refused to be disrespectful, so he accepted it with a smile!" Fang Ling waved his sleeves, and the small Qiankun bag was buried in his sleeves, and then he smiled at Lu Jingsheng. The tension on Lu Jingsheng's forehead also dissipated for most of the time, and the two smiled at each other.

After seeing off Lu Jingsheng, Fang Ling settled in Qingfu Palace. There are hundreds of servants and guards in Qingfu Palace. He doesn’t have to worry about ordinary things, as a real person who protects the country, so his main time is still to practice. Although he intends to go to Yunmeng Mountain in the near future, after all, he has just arrived in Qudu City, and I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at him. If he goes to Yunmeng Mountain directly, it will inevitably attract attention. Therefore, Fang Ling finally decided to keep steady and then talk about it!

"Real person, this is a congratulatory post sent by major families to congratulate the real person for being the real person in Lu's country's protection!" Chen Jing, the general manager of Qingfu Palace, respectfully delivered a bunch of posts to Fang Ling and said.

Congratulations, Fang Ling was really not interested in reading them, but when Eunuch Chen watched him helplessly, he had to pick up a piece casually. This was the congratulatory note from the Marquis of Weiwu, which was his cheap father. In addition to a common congratulations, it also wrote: "I offer one hundred high-quality fairy stones, one low-quality fairy stones, one crystal silver, two thousand-year-old cold iron, and two three-leaf treasures..."

This attracted Fang Ling's gaze. No, it should be said that his eyes began to be green! After reading the enshrined offerings from the Marquis of Weiwu, Fang Ling picked up another post. This was from the Marquis of Dingyuan, Mrs. Li's mother tribe. I saw that the number of immortal stones worshipped on it was the same as that of the Marquis of Weiwu, but there was no crystal silver in the enshrined offerings, but there was another kind of material for refining the golden light mirror!

After half an hour, Fang Ling read all the congratulatory posts. At this moment, he felt that this protector of the country was a great job. Not to mention anything else, just like the materials for refining the golden light mirror, except for the lack of crystal silver and twenty fire crystal stones, they were basically all together. You must know that in the past, Fang Ling felt that he could not get all these things at all. Unfortunately, crystal silver and fire crystal stones were indeed difficult to find, but Fang Ling unexpectedly gathered the materials for refining the twelve mysterious array flags.

Seeing Fang Ling's face showing joy, Chen Jing continued, "Zhengren, my king issued an order yesterday to let Princess Qingyi become a monk and enter the Taoist temple and practice in Qingfu Palace. Please arrange your residence."

Practicing in Qingfu Palace, this means... Fang Ling looked at the meaningful smile on Chen Jing's face, and then he understood. Thinking of Princess Qingyi's arrogant look, Fang Ling suddenly had a prank, and he asked back: "Where do you think the princess can live?"

"I understand!" Chen Jing could be the supervisor of Qingfu Palace, so he was naturally a very good at observing the face. He lowered his head respectfully and said with a smile. Fang Zhenren was in a good mood and said nothing. After packing up the congratulatory posts, he went to count his own items. For him, the life of the real person who protects the country has just begun...

Qingtong Mountain is located in the southern part of Lu State. It has high mountains and dense forests, and evil monsters appear from time to time. So, not to mention those who come here to see the scenery, there are not many hunters who come to the mountains to make a living. Especially in recent years, a nest of colorful tigers has appeared in the mountains at some point, and even fewer people dare to enter the mountains.

At noon that day, a black shadow sank into Qingtong Mountain like a ghost. At the beginning, his pace was not very fast, but when he entered the mountain ten miles, the man slapped the storage bag on his waist, and in an instant, a black spirit banner instantly turned into a black cloud, wrapping the man's body and flying straight towards the depths of the forest. In the blink of an eye, the black cloud broke into a pink miasma.

"Please ask for a visit to the oxen temple." The man entered the miasma ten feet, then closed the black clouds and said respectfully to the void.

An old man wearing five-colored clothes and a short stature appeared from the void. He glanced at the man and said coldly: "The leader has already ascended to the palace, why did he come so late?"

"Report to the Dharma Protector, the disciple met a foundation-building disciple of Qingyuan Sect on the way, which was a waste of time." As the man spoke, he took out a small red sword and a head from his storage bag and said respectfully.

If Fang Ling were here, he would definitely recognize that the little sword and the head belonged to the same person: his ex Tengsheng.

The old man glanced at the fairy sword and nodded and said, "You can kill this disciple of Qingyuan Sect, which means that your magic power has improved a lot. The ancestor is waiting, you go in."

"By the way, are there any other hidden dangers?"

"The disciple has killed his soul, and no one knows it." The man clasped his fists and his face was full of confidence.

"Well, that's good." The old man waved his hand and a bead spit out of his mouth. In an instant, a portal emerged from the pink miasma.
Chapter completed!