Chapter 417: Soul Nurturing, Weeping Spirit

In the garbage recycling plant, Xiao Chi has returned, but he is full of energy. He is smiling like a garbage man, which is very obscene.

Gu Lisheng looked at Xiao Chi with his narrow eyes, sometimes lowering his eyes to see that he was also sorting out the trash.

He looked at Xiao Chi, who seemed to be in a good mood today, and subconsciously shouted: "Brother Dog."

"What's wrong?!" Xiao Chi shouted, sorting out the talismans on the ground. From time to time, the teleportation array next to him would send a large amount of garbage, all of which were treasures.

"Fatty Song has been a little arrogant recently. He seems to have been ordered by the factory owner to stop buying these things."

Gu Lisheng snorted coldly, his thick eyebrows frowning slightly, "I went to see him, but he even said he was unavailable and couldn't come to the garbage recycling plant!"

"What?! This is happening." Xiao Chi was furious and came from a distance, "The fat man really said that?"

"Brother Dog, that's right. That Fatty Song is so brave. He brought thousands of people with him, and he seems a little confused about his status."

Gu Lisheng nodded heavily, and their voices echoed in the empty factory, "Brother Dog, you have been too lenient with him these years!"

His momentum was gradually rising. The fat man had prepared a big tomb for him in the back mountain. How could this be justified in broad daylight? !

Gu Li was in his prime, handsome, graceful, young and promising. When did his tomb need to be prepared in advance? !

Xiaochi rolled his eyes, took out a lot of photo stones from his lion head storage ring, and smiled obscenely: "Li Sheng, let's go keep an eye on him and try to trick him."

Gu Lisheng's eyes lit up. This shadow stone was the inner demon of Fatty Song. This was a brilliant move!

They looked at each other with incomprehensible meaning, and everything was unspoken.

…

In the garbage dump, Song Heng was still wearing a yellow Taoist uniform, with one hand on his back and the other hand holding a treasure hunt compass. He stood at the highest point and commanded, and he was in the limelight.

He has been personally appointed by the factory owner in recent years to be responsible for the development of Broken Spirit Seals. Only he can sense whether there are any remaining treasures in those Broken Spirit Seals!

This matter is so important that it no longer even needs to go through the recycling plant.

Moreover, the factory owner also made a huge promise to himself in this matter. He believed in the luck of his race and it was right to follow the factory owner.

He no longer had to deal with the poodle. Over the past few decades, the latter seemed to have become quieter and no longer stared at him from behind.

suddenly!

"What's going on?!" Song Heng exclaimed with a big belly. His Taoist robe automatically moved without wind, and the needle of the treasure hunting compass pointed behind him in an instant.

His small eyes turned sharp, there was a thief behind him! Could it be that the poodle is here again? !

Song Heng suddenly turned around, but there was nothing unusual about the mountain of garbage and the occasional Taobao shopper passing by.

He muttered twice, and a few wisps of turbid wind blew by, and he felt a chill down his spine.

"Fat man, suffer death!"

Suddenly, an excited scream came from above Song Heng's head, and it was a streak of flame that dyed the sky red.

"Ah?!" Song Heng's eyes were about to burst, mana surged from his body, and he was about to block it with a palm.

"Fat Song, where are you looking?!"

At this time, another black shadow came to his right. It was Gu Lisheng with a cold smile. Behind him was a long sword in the void that seemed to be condensed with vitality!

"You...you guys!" Song Heng shook his head crazily. Unexpectedly, this was definitely a premeditated sneak attack!

He looked horrified. Could it be that these decades of silence had made him completely let down his guard? !

"Master Tao...my life is at stake." Song Heng had been suppressed by Xiao Chi and could not move, but there was still an unyielding look in his eyes.

He could only watch helplessly as claws and swords came towards him, and even his facial features became distorted.

Boom!

There was a violent noise from the garbage mountain, and countless garbage rushed into the air. Song Heng screamed miserably and was driven deep into the garbage pit.

His yellow robe and face were covered with filth, and he was still screaming miserably: "God damn it, damn it!!"

Gu Lisheng's eyes were fixed, and after waiting for many years, he finally found the opportunity to take revenge, and took advantage of his illness to kill him!

He dived into the garbage pit and stood in front of Song Heng in an instant, with an arrogant expression and a wave of his robe, which seemed extremely cool.

Gu Lisheng's frosty face suddenly turned into a look of intense excitement: "Fat Song, I will repay you twice as much for the shame you suffered that day!"

"Gu Lisheng, how dare you act wildly on me, Master Dao?!"

Song Heng's eyes bulged, and there was a trace of fear in his pupils. His facial features were squeezed together ferociously, and he was still screaming in agony, as if he had already guessed what he wanted to do.

"Hahaha..." Gu Lisheng smiled, his face full of arrogance, and he had already found his position.

laugh! ! !

A loud fart sound resounded through the garbage pit, "Ah!!!" followed by Song Heng's furious roar, and then stopped suddenly. It seemed that he was fainted by the smoke.

Xiao Chi was standing on the garbage pit with a lewd smile on his face. He was still holding a photo stone in his paws, and he had been taking photos from the beginning to now.

This fat man's lifelong reputation was ruined in their hands, which was really satisfying.

Thousands of people around here are all looking into the distance, have stopped what they are doing, and are still chatting without saying a word:

"The weather is good today."

"It's a good day to go out to sea and hunt sea beasts."

"Haha, that makes sense, but it's safer in the garbage dump."

…

As they chatted, they laughed for some reason. Lion Brother had already come out, so the Taoist priest had to fend for himself. They dared not intervene.

Half an hour later, Song Heng woke up, distraught. Something bad had happened. The lion dog had already used the photo stone!

"Damn it... Damn it!"

Song Heng sat in the garbage pit and yelled angrily, his face full of sorrow. Then he thought again, "No, I have to deal with Gu Lisheng first. The lion dog is not to be touched by this Taoist priest."

He thought about it and laughed again. The lion dog finally thought of coming to find him. It was boring without it for decades.

"Taoist priest!"

"Taoist priest!"

Some Taobao people came to the garbage pit above and called him.

"Hmph, I'm fine."

Song Heng got up quickly, picked up his treasure-hunting compass, patted his Taoist robe, and said seriously, "First do what the factory owner told me to do. I have my own way to deal with this great humiliation."

"Yes!" Everyone roared in response, and their expressions became excited after hearing the factory owner.

Afterwards, the place began to get busy again. The broken spirit seals piled up on the garbage island are more than thousands of years old. Now it is not just the entire garbage resources of Xuanweitian that are supporting them.

It is the garbage accumulated for countless years that is supporting more than 100,000 cultivators on this garbage island!

But everyone has not thought so far, nor can they see so far. Living in the present is the Taobao people's creed of cultivation.

……

By the coast.

Qingli and Qingwan are standing respectfully in front of Chen Xun. Their temperament is like a different person, and they are sharp.

They are completely different from when they first met Chen Xun and the others. There is no humility in their eyes, only respect from the bottom of their hearts.

"Qingli, Qingwan."

"Factory owner!"

The two bowed their heads and clasped their hands in unison, and even the spiritual energy in the air vibrated with this movement, which was quite strange.

Chen Xun had a gentle expression and observed their every move: "The Yanghun Qiling Clan, I have learned some news over the years."

The two lowered their heads again and did not respond.

Over the years, the two of them have also taken the Chaoyuan Chibao Fruit, but it is not a mutated fruit like Mo Fuyang. It is replanted in the soil of the Great World, and the effect is quite terrifying.

Their racial talents seem to be stimulated by this fruit. The Yanghun Qiling Clan, as the name suggests, nourishes the soul and makes the spiritual energy weep.

Chen Xun's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which was quite mysterious. The Chaoyuan Chibao Fruit planted in the Great World is quite in line with the essence of heaven and earth, but the limit is no longer 30,000 years, but 80,000 years!

But Da Hei Niu believes that if this fruit is not based on their essence of all things, it will never take shape.

When the tree was planted, its booklet was recording observations.

It believes that this must be cultivated by the top Jiuhua Demon Sealing Ape strongman himself with the essence in his body. This tree is not a special precious medicine that needs to grow with spiritual energy.

The birth of Chaoyuan Red Treasure Tree is the companion spiritual medicine of Jiuhua Demon Sealing Ape. They have not heard of the Jiuhua Demon Sealing Ape clan in the Mengmu Sea Area yet.

However, the body refining effect is extremely terrifying. The biggest effect is: feeding back the soul and improving the limit of one's own body refining!

Chen Xun's temperament is profound and unpredictable. Even Haifeng dare not approach him. He smiled slightly: "The forbidden door of the immortal way of your clan has been opened by this seat. If you walk outside, there may be a disaster."

He has been eavesdropping everywhere in the Xingshu Xingge over the years, and occasionally some cultivators have mentioned this clan.

It is said that if the racial talent can be awakened, it is a treasure that nourishes the soul.

There are also some cultivators who are looking to buy people from this clan. Anyway, this clan has become immortal slaves, and they also want to keep them and see, which is convenient for everyone.

As soon as these words came out, the air around them was suddenly filled with a sense of solemnity.

Their clan did have some secrets, and they were destroyed by the war because of this, but their hometown had been destroyed, and their hatred had long been annihilated...

Qingli and Qingwan slowly raised their heads, and their somewhat flat pupils actually became upright, full of a sense of weirdness.

Especially the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be emitting a painful wail, but this was completely different from spiritual pressure.

Spiritual pressure produces an extremely oppressive feeling against spiritual energy, which can slow down the flow of spiritual power in the opponent's body, and naturally weaken it by three points during the fight.

However, their weeping spirits can tear the spiritual energy apart, and they are fearless even in the face of spiritual pressure, and can tear the spiritual pressure apart!

But the five elements pressure of Chen Xun and the big black bull is not comparable to spiritual pressure, nor to weeping spirits. It directly dispels everything and suppresses the energy of heaven and earth!

Qingli looked serious and suddenly half-knelt down: "Factory owner, we will never leave the garbage island. Our life belongs to you."

Qingwan also half-knelt down: "Factory owner, when our clan became immortal slaves, we no longer had any ambitions, and we also knew that there is always a world beyond the world!"

Chen Xun waved his hand with a gentle look on his face. He just shook his head and smiled, and took out some pamphlets: "You can take a look at these. It's always right to keep a low profile in everything."

"Ah?"

Qingli and Qingwan were surprised. They thought the factory owner wanted to ask the reason, but they didn't expect to just give them some pamphlets.

"Steady improve your strength on this garbage island, and you can find your clansmen one by one."

Chen Xun said earnestly, his eyes looking at the sea, "What your clan has experienced, I have also experienced, take a look at the pamphlet, go."

Qingli and Qingwan looked at each other, and took it with both hands, treating it as a treasure.

They glanced at the factory owner inadvertently. His temperament was extremely gentle, just like when they met him that year, without the cold and deep feeling of being close yet distant.

The two of them then left, not daring to disturb Chen Xun any more, as they still had to go to the eldest lady.

Now their clan has completely become the order manager of the garbage island and the pioneer of the other garbage islands.

The eldest lady said that as long as they have five garbage islands in hand, they will usher in a volcanic eruption-like development.

However, everything must be done step by step, and strength is the first priority!

"Well... I have to start making some plans again, and I can't be impatient anymore."

Chen Xun took out a brand new booklet again, lowered his head and began to write and draw, "That matter, as long as this seat is not dead, it will eventually come to an end."

Today the sun is bright, the sea breeze is gentle, blowing the white clothes, and the black and white magic pattern between his eyebrows suddenly dimmed a little...