Chapter 322 Xue Wen
The Jindan cultivator who rushed back to rescue found that his sect had been destroyed, and the mountain gate had become a waste.
All assets such as the Lingtian in the Zongnei were scraped away.
My relatives who stayed in the sect, disciples and grandchildren fled to death, and now there is no one.
At this moment, this Golden Core cultivator was standing on the abandoned void of the sect, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes bloodshot, and his white hair swaying without wind.
"Report to Master! All investigations have been carried out, and no one in the whole clan, including mortals, survived."
A disciple in a red robe in front of him walked behind the Golden Core cultivator and said in a low voice.
"In order to fight against the demon clan and defend the world of cultivating immortals in Dongzhou, I personally led fifty foundation-building disciples from the whole sect to participate in the battle, but this is what I got in return."
Xue Wen's heart was full of anger and resentment at this time. He is the ancestor of this sect.
For the sake of the human race and the safety of the Dongzhou Immortal Cultivation World, every time he is recruited, he will do his best to support the front battlefield.
The most recent time he recruited manpower to fight against the demon clan, he dispatched all the foundation-building and above members of the sect, leaving only one foundation-establishing disciple to guard the sect.
The foundation-building monks who came back with him on the same flying boat this time, more than fifty people are disciples of his sect.
They also have relatives or friends staying in the sect, so naturally there is no reason for them to be spared. At this moment, these fifty people followed Xue Wen silently, also filled with grief and indignation in their hearts.
"Everyone follow me on the flying boat and avenge the dead! Such a world of cultivating immortals is not worth fighting for, and there is no need for us to continue to exist."
Xue Wen boarded the flying boat, took the foundation building monks in this flying boat, and started hunting and killing monks everywhere, and beheaded all the monks they encountered.
The monks who killed the treasure hunters didn't dare to show their heads easily. They had to wait until the airship left this area before they dared to show their heads.
The world of cultivating immortals is so vast, it is impossible to wipe out these treasure-hunting monks with just this flying boat.
Under Xue Wen's anger, he couldn't find the monk who seized the treasure to avenge his hatred, and sometimes attacked other forces.
In Wang Hong's valley base, another 30 foundation-building period men have been added during this period, and now there are 90 foundation-building monks here in the valley.
If you add the ten people from Jieyu City and the few people left behind in Qingxu City, the number of foundation builders under him has already exceeded one hundred people.
In addition, Liu Changsheng has now reached the eighty foundation-building stage, and has been lurking in the dark.
Up to now, the large batch of Foundation Establishment Pills he refined before have all been used up.
Moreover, with the increase of subordinates in the base building period, the consumption of elixir and other materials also increases.
One or two hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, even if each person consumes one pill per month, they still need one or two hundred pills per month.
And the treatment of his subordinates is the best in Qingxu City, how can it be possible to consume only one Yangyuan Pill every month?
His subordinates now consume at least five Yangyuan Pills per month, and each person needs sixty pills per year.
There are also some people who may consume a dozen or more capsules every month.
Based on two hundred people, the Yangyuan Dan that needs to be consumed in a year is at least one or two thousand pills.
In addition to the elixir for training, there are other elixir, which will also consume some.
There are some other elixirs, anyway, the space is full of them, and Wang Hong didn't leave a single space.
For the time being, he didn't plan to increase the space area. Now that the space area has increased, the levels of spiritual objects inside have increased, and a lot of spiritual energy needs to be consumed.
Now the world of cultivating immortals is in turmoil and there are too many uncertainties. Although he has harvested a lot of spiritual stones during this period, he must keep some spiritual stones for emergency use.
There are many spiritual medicines, spiritual trees and other spiritual plants in the space that have grown for thousands of years. He can't use so many of them for the time being. He selects some of them with weaker growth and harvests them all.
Fortunately, there is a benefit in the space, which can be used to put storage bags. He sealed up all these thousand-year-old spirits that were temporarily unused.
Then put them into storage bags in different ways, and then built a small warehouse in the space to store these materials.
The vacated land was planted with Tier 2 elixir, and a few acres of elixir needed for Foundation Establishment Pill were cultivated.
These second-level elixir, after more than two hundred times the time in the space, it only takes one year outside, at most two years, to mature.
Wang Hong planted the elixir, walked around the space again, and then picked two large ripe peaches from the green peach forest, and brought them out of the space.
Two green peaches, one for myself and the other for Xiaopeng.
It has been so long since he took Bilingtao last time, and the spiritual power in his body has almost stabilized.
Now he can take another one, but he can feel that because the sea of dantian is too big, he can't advance even if he takes this one now.
As for Xiaopeng, he eats faster than him, refines faster than him, but does not advance faster than him.
Since the biling peach has matured, I have eaten several of it, and it is still a second-tier medium grade.
I don't know where it refined Bi Lingtao's huge spiritual power, and I haven't seen what it has developed.
Seeing Wang Hong coming out of the training room, Xiaopeng flew out from a spiritual field, and with a quick pounce, he bumped into Wang Hong, and then rubbed his big head against Wang Hong.
Wang Hong piled it away in disgust. This guy made such a friendly expression, he must be trying to cheat him for food and drink again.
"Take your bird's beak away, look, it's already a second-level monster, and it's still drooling, rubbing it so that my Taoist robe is dripping with saliva.
Do you think you are ashamed? Do you want to lose the bird? "
Wang Hong pushed Xiaopeng's head and walked into the cave, Xiaopeng followed behind.
After entering the cave, Wang Hong took out two green peaches, one with Xiaopeng (the bird).
Wang Hongcai took a bite, Xiaopeng took the Bilingtao and swallowed it in one gulp, then put on a very well-behaved and pitiful look and watched Wang Hong eat.
"I really convinced you, why are you eating so fast? Don't pretend, just give you another one."
Wang Hong wants to see how many it can eat at a time.
Then Xiaopeng ate two more green peaches, and finally stopped pretending to be pitiful, and went to sleep in its bird's nest.
After Wang Hong ate a green peach and slowly refined and absorbed it, his mana increased a lot, but there was still a distance from the sixth floor of the foundation.
He meditated in the retreat room for another two days before leaving the retreat. At this time, Xiaopeng had already woken up, and he had already advanced to the second-level top-rank, and his stature had also grown a circle.
"Monster!"
Wang Hong lamented that these monsters are really blessed by nature, they only need to hide and sleep for a while to advance, and after the promotion, they didn’t see why they need to consolidate and repair.
(end of this chapter)