Chapter 962: Stealing Mist Fruit

Although Xiaoxiu Peak is a small peak of Longwei Mountain, it is no less than a fairy town. When Zhu Minglang entered Xiaoxiufeng Town, he saw many women wearing silk and satin, weaving something elegantly and comfortably.

Sure enough, there are no men here.

Of course, because of internal organs and body damage, there is basically no fertility here, not to say that all beliefs are dedicated to Fuchen God, without Fuchen God, one would be a widow, but as a group of people who gave up their lives Now, apart from their beliefs, they no longer care about anything else, and naturally formed an atmosphere that is willing to dedicate everything to their own beliefs.

It is not an exaggeration to call this place a female temple. They have already seen through the world of mortals and even gave up their own lives. What else can they not hold on to?

The God Empress Xuanwu did not reveal Zhu Minglang's identity.

She just took Zhu Minglang for a stroll in Xiaoxiufeng Town. There are about two to three thousand women living here, few are old women, and most are young, which is exactly the same as what Zhu Minglang saw in the dream.

Zhu Minglang felt that his heart was inexplicably excited, but there was a very upright moral voice restraining himself, falling into the water for three thousand, Luoshui for three thousand...

Is this the benefit of the high-risk god position?

It's unbelievable.

This is still the case when Longwei Mountain is in decline, there are two or three thousand Zhongling believers who are up to you to choose, if this is prosperous and prosperous, wouldn't it be...

Now Zhu Minglang has no doubts about Zhi Shengzun's calculation of himself, this is not only a prosperous career, it is about to explode!

There are very few men in Xiaoxiu Town, so Zhu Minglang's appearance aroused the curiosity of Zhong Ling's believers. They looked at this man led by the Queen of God and discussed in low voices.

"This is my friend, I wish..."

"Zhu Qingzhuo." Zhu Minglang added.

"Well, Zhu Qingzhuo, he came here to heal his wounds, and he also helped us retrieve the cliff peak, sisters, please treat each other as guests." God Empress Xuan Wu said.

Qin Xiang was also among them, probably because she was ashamed of the fight for favor before, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Judging from her appearance, she is very afraid of Xuanwu, but she is still a little bit unwilling in her heart, and wants to take another step up by getting close to the god.

Considering that there are traitors in the old Feng, and there is collusion with the outside world, Xuan Wu and Qin Xiang will not reveal Zhu Minglang's identity to any Zhong Ling believer. Polite and rarely intrusive.

Zhu Minglang is recuperating in this Xiaoxiufeng Fragrant Town. Even the most common fast food here contains a spiritual essence. Although it is not as powerful as the spiritual rice in Longmen, it feels a little close.

Ordinary people have three meals a day with this level of food, it's hard not to become a fairy!

It seems that Longwei Mountain is indeed a special cliff with a higher cultivation civilization.

In such a place to recuperate, the cultivation base can go a step further.

...

There are relatively few birds and beasts here, and most of them are small spirit beasts raised by humans, but Zhu Minglang couldn't help but feel troubled. Both the Lianjin Black Dragon and the Thunder God Zilong belong to meatless ones, and they must not be allowed to eat the animals raised by Zhong Lingxin. Bunny, Bunny is so plump...not enough to fit between their teeth.

The injuries of Bai Qi and Yan Wanglong hadn't fully healed either, and they couldn't recover from their injuries just by eating fixed glass fragments every day. They needed some gods with huge spirit books.

As a dragon shepherd, Zhu Minglang has nothing to take care of himself, mainly the baby dragons.

Fortunately, this Longwei Mountain is far wider than it looks, and it also contains many unexpected spiritual root gods. After visiting these days, Zhu Minglang has roughly figured out where are more fertile and can be picked.

Here, on a larger scale, it is a peach garden.

There are peaches and fairies.

Even I may have a big improvement here.

...

"Ying, are you sure it's inside?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Bobo~~~" Elf Yinglong is simply not too good at finding spirits,

In a few days, I helped Zhu Minglang step on some important points, and the next step was to formulate a plan for plagiarism... No, this entire Longwei Mountain is my own, so how could it be plagiarism? This is to take back what belongs to me thing!

"Can't those ginseng fruits be brought out?" Zhu Minglang asked in a low voice while hiding outside the garden.

The elf Yinglong shook his head, indicating that he couldn't bring any of them.

"You go in and eat as much as you can, and then give the spirit book to the other brothers and sisters." Zhu Minglang said.

Fog ginseng orchard, this is a major specialty of Longwei Mountain.

Now the orchard is taken over by those nomadic bandits from Yinwumen, and they don't allow Xiaoxiufeng's original owner to approach, so they have taken it for themselves in the true sense!

The fairy Yinglong sneaked in, and there was a gust of wind and clouds inside. It ate itself like a blue piglet. Its belly was already round, and it still supported a few misty ginseng fruits with its strong belief in food.

Zhu Minglang worried that it was too fat to escape from the gap in the garden, so he hurriedly called it back.

"There are footsteps, let's retreat quickly!" Zhu Minglang's spiritual sense had already sensed that the people from the Yinwumen were approaching, and immediately fled away with the chubby fairy Yinglong in his arms.

Not long after, a few men and women in fluttering clothes appeared at the place where Zhu Minglang was staying. They frowned and inspected the outside of the garden, and soon found some claw marks.

"It's those fairy partridges again. Our years of hard work will be ruined by them!" the tall man said angrily.

"Strange, Xian Zhe moved so fast this time, we didn't even see the shadow."

"No, no matter what you say, you have to apply to the door and let them send people to the ancient mountain to destroy the fairy partridge's lair." The tall man said.

"The ancient mountain is not just to break through, and you may get lost in it if you are not careful."

"If they don't go, I'll go!" the tall man said.

"Hu Hua, it is certainly possible to do it with your strength, but you should proceed with caution."

"We must make those damn thieves pay the price!" Hu Hua said.

...

After stealing the fog ginseng fruit in the morning, I went to the fog seaside to pick up star shells in the afternoon.

Longwei Mountain is really full of treasures. Now Zhu Minglang finally understands why the people from Yinwumen tried their best to occupy this place. After practicing here for a few years, even a pig can be turned into the Grand Marshal of Xianpeng.

There is a sea near Longwei Mountain.

Although this sea is a sea of ​​nothingness, the sea water has been purified, it is as soft as a spring, and the emerald green is somewhat sacred.

The waves are beating against Linwan, the extremely clean fine sand is soft, you can lie on it and sleep all day, and from time to time there will be some star fragments drifting here, just like those shiny little shells on the seashore, people here call them stars. Bei, but outside, there is a small piece of colored glaze worth tens of millions of gold, which is also the ration of Bai Qi and Yan Wanglong.