Chapter 358 Brother Xun Got Rich!

Mo Fuyang fell into deep thought, not really understanding what the senior said, and even less knowing what he had experienced before and where he came from.

He then changed the subject and said respectfully: "Senior, these garbage thrown here can be digested by the sea, and can also be slowly purified by the spiritual herbs everywhere, and will not harm the roots."

"There are even many garbage that will be swept into the void and crushed by the space storm."

"But those garbage have been piled up in the spiritual veins of those major forces for many years, and the damage will be too great."

"Although there will be no problem for hundreds of years, but in thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, under the evolution of time, the spiritual veins will be eroded!"

"This is the authoritative conclusion drawn by countless powerful people, and it is also for the overall environment of Xuanweitian's cultivation world."

"So these garbage must be cleaned up uniformly and cannot be buried for a long time."

"In the end, the major forces of all races unanimously decided to dump the garbage on the edge of Xuanweitian. These garbage islands are the best way to deal with it. There are no living creatures and no popular cultivation resources."

Mo Fuyang explained a lot in one breath, and he had completely understood that this senior was an outsider who knew nothing.

So he also explained it in detail, and he couldn't take the senior's elixir for nothing.

"So that's why the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is so magnificent. First, it is influenced by the great world, and second, the immortal cultivators here originally value the environment of the immortal cultivation world."

Chen Xun shook his head and chuckled, looking sideways at Mo Fuyang, "My friend, where did the 'Qingchen Wuming Ship' come from? This kind of space skill is probably far beyond the teleportation array."

Speaking of this, Mo Fuyang became a little excited. He was not from the Mengmu Sea Area, but from the 'Tunxing Xiancheng' in the Nanyu Continent, which was his hometown!

It was a huge and boundless immortal city full of various fantasy colors.

Those magnificent buildings stand in the sky, and spiritual plants that cover the sky and the sun are dotted everywhere. Various huge transport ships pass through the sky every day, and large auctions are held every year...

He showed hope in his eyes, and was a little absent-minded for a while, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant. He quickly responded:

"Senior! There is a huge force in Xuanweitian, called Wuming, which is recognized by all the races in Xuanweitian. There are countless cultivators working for it. The system is huge, but the threshold is quite high."

"I heard that to enter Wuming, wisdom, strength, and character are all indispensable. Even many Taoist disciples work there, and they are powerful."

Mo Fuyang His eyes were blank, as if he was already fantasizing, "The Qingchen Wuming ship was created by the weapon refining master there to recycle the residual garbage from the major immortal cities and various forces."

"And this is just one of Wuming's industries. They have many immortal cultivators who practice space Taoism, and even people with wisdom close to demons, who control the general direction for Wuming."

"Senior, I can only understand so much for the time being. Wuming... is really beyond my cognition."

After he finished speaking, he also bowed deeply. He was too small, like an ant facing a Tianshan Mountain. This kind of force is definitely not something that an individual immortal cultivator can resist. There is always a stronger one among the strong.

Damn...

Chen Xun secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Wuming, Jiutian Immortal Alliance, these forces are more terrifying than each other, and their size is bigger than each other.

I'm afraid that if they reveal a little bit of resources, they can raise the strength of the entire small realm of immortal cultivation to a higher level. Their pattern is no longer committed to the strength of individual immortal cultivators.

The life span of a powerful person who crosses the tribulation is only 20,000 years, but the inheritance is more than that many years.

Chen Xun's concept of the world of immortal cultivation was overturned again and again, and he felt the backwardness of his own small world's immortal cultivation civilization...

Their small world is still stuck in the path of individual strength, fighting for opportunities, and he and Lao Niu did not escape this vicious circle.

"Moo~~" The big black bull opened his eyes wide, stared at Chen Xun blankly, and nudged him hard.

"Old cow..." Chen Xun held its head with a look of melancholy, "It's okay, take your time, this world is really great."

"Moo~" The big black bull laughed and rubbed Chen Xun.

Xiao He's eyes opened wider and wider, and she grabbed the corner of Chen Xun's clothes tightly. She couldn't imagine it at all, so she could only listen.

Xiao Chi's mane stood up, and there was some fear in his eyes. The impact of the five large ships on him was quite strong.

Now he was told that it was just an ordinary garbage ship, and it was just one of Wu Ming's industries? ! You don't even brag like this! !

...

In the distance, the sea surface can be seen clearly. It is shining with a strange light under the sunlight. The sea water is sparkling and full of spiritual energy. There is no edge in sight, and no other islands can be seen.

However, this garbage dump like a mountain and a sea really destroys this beautiful scenery.

The entire coastline is about to be covered, and it continues to emit grayish-white turbid air. There are even a lot of garbage washed away by the sea.

These Taobao people don't mind at all, and they keep searching with their magic power.

Especially those glittering metals are the top priority for them to find. From time to time, you can see a head popping out of the garbage mountain...

These garbage are all kinds of strange, there are all kinds of things, and there are even huge damaged hulls, which exude a rotten smell. It is estimated that they were picked up after a war between forces.

Taobao people everywhere are almost all in the Nascent Soul stage, and occasionally one or two Jindan stage cultivators can be seen.

But they do not interfere with each other. When they meet, they just say hello or call each other fellow Taoists. They are all people with mediocre talents. Even if they are picking up garbage, they are not willing to accept their ordinary fate and still try their best to live.

There is too much garbage here, and there is no need to fight. It is not easy to get so much life, so don't fight for the hundred years of ordinary people.

They are not good at fighting. They are all the lowest-level immortal cultivators who can cross the threshold of their hearts like Mo Fuyang. They have all fallen to pick up garbage. Why fight to the death? Making enemies everywhere will cause problems one day.

Not long after, they came to the edge of the garbage dump.

Mo Fuyang looked at them carefully, wondering if these seniors could accept such a scene. This is a place where no spirit beasts come, and it is also the garbage resource that immortal cultivators despise the most...

Chen Xun and others looked at the garbage scene without changing their color. They have seen everything in the world. They blocked the door of the home of billions of filthy life and floated in the long river of filthy blood. What is the mere Xuanweitian garbage dump.

He put away the small broken boat and floated away, followed by Da Hei Niu and others.

Step...

Chen Xun walked on the ground, picked up a piece of black and hard to distinguish its original appearance, and asked casually: "Young friend, you picked these things to exchange for resources for cultivation?"

"Senior, don't touch these things, I'll do it."

Mo Fuyang hurried forward, looking a little panicked, "This kind of thing is useless, it's completely waste, don't dirty your hands."

Chen Xun stopped him with one hand, his expression was very calm: "It's okay, no need to do extra things."

Xiaohe rode on Xiaochi, and they actually ran to a small garbage mountain. Xiaochi shouted excitedly: "Brother Xun, I'm rich! No one wants these materials!"

It was so excited that its mane was trembling. Its own belongings were not so rich. They were all for the foundation-building period. This place is simply a treasure land!

"Brother, there are so many materials! I saw the Xuan-level talisman!"

Xiaohe also stretched out his little hand and shouted, with no concern in his eyes, "There are still many things I haven't seen!"

"Moo!"

The big black bull shook his tail and called towards that direction, asking them to be careful.

"Brother Niu, don't worry! We will never leave your sight!"

Xiaochi roared, and the flame light consciousness had already covered it, never getting carried away, "Sister He and I will take a look."

"Yeah, second brother, don't worry!" Xiaohe smiled sweetly, and summoned up the courage to shout, "Brother, I'll just play for a while."

Chen Xun raised his head, laughed, and continued to observe. The big black bull still stayed beside Chen Xun and didn't go anywhere.

For some reason, Mo Fuyang looked at this scene, and there was some sadness in his eyes, which was naturally hidden by him, with a kind smile on his face.

Buzz!

A faint light flashed, and Chen Xun had already begun to use the power of the five elements. The discarded black impurities were being decomposed... and purified...

Mo Fuyang's mouth opened wider and wider, and his pupils were about to shrink into a small black dot.

The big black bull was breathing out in amazement, the five elements of immortality decomposed the power of all things!

The gleam in Chen Xun's eyes was beginning to turn into the appearance of a spirit stone, and his smile was becoming more and more weird.

"Old cow..."

"Moo~~"

The man and the cow looked at each other slowly, and actually began to smile crookedly, with the sea breeze blowing on their faces, as if they had returned to the happiest days.