‘Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa, Crispy cunch came from afar. The two Supreme Elders of Xiankong City turned out from behind a big tree with a cold expression. After revealing their faces, they quietly sank into the back of the big tree.

Wang Liyun's face suddenly became ugly.

This is a silent warning. The two Supreme Elders were both powerful people who had just broken through to become saints. Even though Wang Liqin had a half-trail weapon in his hand, when facing a real saint, the half-trail weapon was just a piece of paper, and it would be smashed with a random poke.

"Damn old guy!" Wang Liqing stomped his feet in anger, gritted his teeth and sneered at Yin Xuege: "Yin Keqing, do you mean that you have completed the task in three days? Ten million spider-blue tobacco, 30 million gold-clad iron-bone grass, and 50 million white dew-blue green grass. Are you not kidding?"

Yin Xuege said calmly: "Whether you are kidding, Deacon Wang will tell if he goes over and see."

Wang Liqing smiled sinisterly: "If it's a joke, Yin Keqing will have big trouble. You have to know that this is the task assigned by the above to me the Wang family's Holy Clan. If it's screwed up, it will be a death."

Chu Tianyi, who was curled up on the ground, took out a jade bottle and applied a layer of purple ointment to the broken skull with difficulty. The fragrant fragrance spread. His head bones squirmed gently, making a crisp sound, constantly patching together. The flesh that was crushed by the Shifang Shu was born out of thin air, quickly covering the exposed skull ￥⌒long ￥⌒wind ￥⌒text ￥⌒xue, w■↖wx.bone.

With difficulty gasping, Chu Tianyi staggered and stood up, staring at Yin Xuege like a poisonous snake: "Boy, you are in trouble. If you are talking nonsense and teasing Deacon Wang Liqi, you will have great trouble and no one can save it."

Yin Xuege sneered and glared at Chu Tianyi with disdain. He was too lazy to speak.

A quarter of an hour later, the group left the city lord's mansion where Wang Liqing was staying, turned a corner, and arrived at Yin Xuege's guest house. Under Yin Xuege's leadership, they came to the spiritual field where 20 million spider-blue blue tobacco seeds were planted.

A piece of blue Weiwei's thin grass, three feet tall, stood upright in the wind, and the wind blew. The grass leaves were gently shaking. There was a suffocating and fishy smell in the air, and some black juice like dewdrops hung on the grass leaves, which was the poisonous insect venom that had just been poured on.

As the sun rose, the warm sunshine fell on this spiritual field. These thin grass leaves sprayed a faint blue smoke and slowly rotated around the grass leaves. The venom was quickly sucked in by the grass leaves. The color of these grass leaves was a little richer, and it looked like a blue gem, with a faint crystal clear smell.

The weakest people present were the ninth-grade golden immortals, and their huge spiritual consciousness turned into a big net, quickly covering this spiritual field.

Wang Liqing's face suddenly became extremely ugly. His entourage handed over 20 million grass seeds to Yin Xuege. There were no more or less than 20 million spider-blue tobaccos grown in this spiritual field. And just from the appearance, these spider-blue tobaccos are full of vitality and their quality is unprecedented.

Spider-Mirang Blue Tobacco is not a rare spiritual creature in the world. As long as it has a suitable environment and has sufficiently skilled cultivation techniques, it is easy to plant and harvest in large quantities on a large scale.

On the territory of the Wang family's Holy Clan, at least hundreds of millions of spiritual fields are planted with spider-mulch blue tobacco. The finished herbs produced hundreds of millions of tons each year. However, the spider-mulch blue tobacco cultivated by the Wang family's Holy Clan has the best height of only two feet and six inches, and a grass has at most twelve grass leaves.

The spider-blue tobacco in the spiritual field in front of me is above three feet in height. A few grass leaves are more than three feet a year old, and a grass has at least fifteen grass leaves. There are more than 100,000 spider-blue tobacco growing in the core, and a grass leaves actually exceed twenty.

What is even more sensational is that these herbs actually grew in just three days!

The fastest planting record of the Wang family's holy clan was millions of years ago. A Supreme Elder spent a lot of manpower and material resources to open a 100 acres of spiritual field on a small scale, planted 100,000 spider-blue tobacco, and paid a huge cost. He harvested a batch of mature herbs within fifteen days.

But the cost of paying for this batch of herbs was more than a hundred times his own value, purely the thing that the Supreme Elder was extremely bored and did to break the family record.

The fastest record of the Wang family's holy clan planting spider blue tobacco is that it takes two months to ripen and harvest the herbs. And this speed is also when the main battlefield of the Qilin Domain urgently needs this herb to save lives. The Wang family's holy clan completes military tasks without paying attention to the cost and spends a lot of effort to achieve it. In two months of harvesting spider blue tobacco, there is basically no profit.

Yin Xuege made the Spider Blue Tobacco grow in three days, and the appearance is so good! Not to mention the best, even the best herbs do not have such good appearance.

"This is impossible, it makes no sense!" Wang Liqing looked at the spider-blue tobacco dumbly, and his soul didn't know where it was floating.

The young master Wang Ding behind him once challenged a series of family records, but he took no expense to plant Spider Blue Tobacco and took sixteen days to make a batch of herbs mature. Wang Ding did not even break the record of the family supreme millions of years ago, let alone compared with Yin Xuege.

"You, illusion!" Chu Tianyi was messy. He was crazy. He planted so many spider-blue tobacco in three days? How could it be? If the spider-blue tobacco could mature in just three days, if this technology was widely used in the entire Wang family, how much profit could they make?

Even monopoly!

With this technology, the Wang family's holy clan can almost monopolize the supply of spider-blue tobacco from the Void Spiritual Realm. This can not only bring huge economic benefits to the Wang family's holy clan, but even... the three most saints who are above will also put their extremely noble eyes on the Wang family's holy clan, right?

And Yin Xuege, who invented this magical technology, will surely reach the sky in one step!

And I just offended Yin Xuege and offended him to death. The Void Spirit World is a cruel world, and the Holy Clan is even more cruel freak. Chu Tianyi could not imagine that once Yin Xuege gained power, he, his tribe members, and the descendants whom he values ​​the most, would suffer from what terrible revenge!

To destroy the nine clans, this kind of thing is really common in the void spiritual world. In a word from the superior, one billion or tens of billions of people fell to the ground, it is just an easy and ordinary thing.

"It can only be an illusion!" Chu Tianyi screamed hysterically. He flew up and pounced in front of Yin Xuege. His hands tightly clamped Yin Xuege's shoulders like eagle claws: "Is it? Illusion! Hahaha, how is it possible for three days?"

Yin Xuege looked at Chu Tianyi in disgust. Although this old guy has a handsome appearance and is well maintained, his peak cultivation level of the Golden Immortal and his skin is oily and smooth, just like a young man, but... this old guy actually has bad breath!

After practicing to the Golden Immortal, I don’t know how many times my body has undergone tempering. Chu Tianyi actually has bad breath?

Holding your breath, Yin Xuege stared at Chu Tianyi and sneered: "Illusion? Are you blind?"

Bai Yuzi, who was squatting above Yin Xuege's head, flew up. One of his claws suddenly became the size of a basket. He grabbed Chu Tianyi's head and threw it away. Chu Tianyi, who was in a state of chaos, had no power to resist. Bai Yuzi threw it out for more than ten miles, and fell into a big pit with his head facing down.

For three days, the medicine slaves under Yin Xueyan collected huge amounts of poisonous insects, poisonous snakes and other highly venomous objects every day, and drew their venom to irrigate these spider-mang blue tobacco. That big pit was used to store these poisonous insects and corpses of poisonous snakes. Each pit was about a hundred feet long and wide, and there were snake insect corpses that were more than ten feet thick.

These snakes and insects were ferocious and ugly, and their bodies were highly poisonous. The feces, urine and other substances in the corpse were mixed together. They had long been brewing into a foul-stenched paste that could not be described in words. Chu Tianyi fell into it and his body was filled with the foul-stemmed object, and countless strange toxicities corroded his flesh and blood.

Poor Chu Tianyi was a prince of a great power in the lower realm since he was born. Later, he ascended the throne and became the emperor. Later, he was hired as a worshiper by the Wang family's holy clan. He was always used to being pampered. When he was still a mortal in the lower realm, he never even wiped his butt. No dirt or filth had anything to do with him.

He was suddenly thrown into the dirty pit, and Chu Tianyi flew up with difficulty and staggered a few steps beside the pit. He felt a sense of anger hit his forehead. After opening his mouth for a long time, his eyes were so angry that he fainted on the ground.

The two followers brought by Chu Tianyi rushed forward crying and shouting. A fairy technique to cleanse the body, "Wuqi Lingquan Technique", was used. A large area of ​​clear spring fell from the sky, washing Chu Tianyi clean. The two helped Chu Tianyi up, hurriedly gave him medicine, and massaged his heart vigorously, just asking him to let this breath go.

Yin Xuege laughed strangely, glanced at the messy Chu Tianyi, and pointed to the stunned Wang Liqian: "District Wang, is it a real thing or an illusion? Please ask Deacon Wang to inspect the goods yourself!"

Wang Yifu and a group of deacons, elders, Supreme Elders, and hundreds of carefully selected family masters have long been guarding nearby, staring at Wang Liqin with bad eyes. The power of the Golden Immortal is unpredictable. If Wang Liqin suddenly gets furious, he destroys these tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields with one palm and kills 20 million spider-blue blue tobacco to ashes.

The family can get intrigues and things that are unconventional and unscrupulous, but Wang Yifu and the others dare not give Wang Liyun any chance to make trouble.

Wang Liqing took a deep breath, and he personally walked to the spiritual field, waved his hands, and a hundred spider-blue tobaccos from far and near flew up at the same time. (To be continued...)

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