West Kunlun.
Disciples such as Xiwangmu, Qingluan, Jiaotu, Sixiang, Tushan, Xuangui and Scarlet Hong are all conscientiously developing their own caves according to their ideas.
This is Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain, an area where only the king beast Qilin clan could live.
Now that they were lucky enough to practice there, they were all extremely excited.
Sibui's face was full of nostalgia, stroking the stone wall of Buzhou Mountain.
Taoist Jie Yin, Zhunti and Ran Deng were also given a lower level, and they just cultivated it step by step.
Without stimulating the saint's cultivation, it would not be easy to cultivate Buzhou Mountain. Fortunately, these three people were not in a hurry.
In addition to these three people who are not in a hurry, there is another person who is not in a hurry, and it is the little girl Ganoderma lucidum.
Anyway, she returns to her true body every night. Unless her true body can be moved here, she won't practice here.
But Lingzhi doesn't want to slow down the pace of his own cave exploration.
Therefore, Lingzhi asked his disciples to help cultivate the land.
As a result, her ancestral witch disciples were panting and digging the cave, while she was squatting on the ground, counting the medicinal materials brought from Sanyou Xiaoyuan, and enjoying herself.
Suddenly, a child fell from the sky. It was Gonggong.
Lingzhi grabbed the little kid and slapped him on the butt several times: "Why did you fall down? You want to be lazy, why don't you work hard!"
Gonggong burst into tears from the pain, but it was Zu Wu's dignity that kept him from crying.
"Work hard!" Lingzhi threw the child up and looked at the eleven disciples hanging on the Tianzhu, working seriously, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
"It's still too slow!" Lingzhi suddenly rubbed the center of his eyebrows. The senior brothers and sisters had already dug part of it in, and no one could be seen.
His disciples are still hanging outside, and they haven't even opened the door yet.
"Anyway, I don't need to do anything." Lingzhi laughed, ran to the pond, and jumped directly into the pond to swim.
Qingluan is also restless. When it comes to reclaiming the cave, Qingluan has been more motivated than anyone else all morning.
But in just one morning, this motivation completely disappeared.
Qingluan flew out of the Tianzhu and landed on the ground. He glanced at Ganoderma lucidum, which was not far away, and muttered: "This kid is so lucky. If you give me some disciples..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingluan turned his head and looked in one direction.
Then, Qingluan gradually opened his mouth and looked at the edge of the bridge in disbelief.
Ancestor Minghe didn't expect that he would be stared at by Qingluan as soon as he crossed the small bridge and arrived at the senior's dojo.
For a moment, Ancestor Styx didn't know how to react.
"F-Fairy..." Ancestor Minghe asked tentatively.
Only then did Qingluan react, strode towards Ancestor Minghe, and said with a happy smile: "These three children are here to learn skills, just leave them to me!"
Before Ancestor Minghe could react, Qingluan had already stretched out his arms and snatched Di Jun and the others from Ancestor Minghe's arms.
"Fairy knows what's going on with these three people?" Ancestor Styx didn't dare to snatch it away, so he quickly told the origins of the three people.
"It turns out it's you three!" Qingluan knocked on the heads of Di Jun and the other three, and then raised his head to look at Ancestor Ming He: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, they will work here for five hundred Yuanhui. As a result, they died before they were full, so naturally it was not possible, so Master urged Heaven to send them back."
"I see." Ancestor Minghe said quickly: "It is an honor for this junior to be able to help senior."
Qingluan stared at Dijun and the others, smiling happily.
After being happy for a while, Qingluan realized that there was Ancestor Minghe next to him. He raised his head and said, "You go to the pond and wait. I will take you to see the master later."
"Thank you, Fairy." Ancestor Minghe bowed to Qingluan, led Zhijing and Jinchan to the pond, and sat respectfully on the stone under the willow tree.
Sure enough, the three of them, Di Jun, were created by that senior, and luckily they were sent over by him.
Ancestor Styx felt relieved and began to look around.
The first thing that catches the eye is naturally the hundred-foot-tall sky pillar.
"Buzhou Mountain..." Ancestor Minghe murmured to himself in a calm voice.
Since that senior could resurrect the three souls of Emperor Jun and others who had their souls shattered, it seemed that moving the Tianzhu here would be an easy task.
However, that gesture was still a huge gesture for Patriarch Styx.
Under the Tianzhu, there is a medicine garden, and most of them are innate spiritual roots. They even seem to be more than a million years old. The patch is a hundred feet in size...
Ancestor Styx slowly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any further, it was glaring!
My Netherworld Blood Sea is also boundless and has strong blood power, but compared with this senior's dojo, it is simply a desert. Fortunately, I have a twelfth-grade creation blood lotus.
The twelfth-grade lotus platform is the most powerful innate spiritual root in this world. This is my only pride.
Then, Ancestor Minghe saw the twelve-grade golden lotus of merit.
Three golden flowers have bloomed, the golden lotus of the twelfth grade of merit...
The corner of Ancestor Styx's mouth twitched, and he was completely stunned for a moment. The trace of pride in his heart was completely knocked into the dust at this moment.
In the end, Ancestor Styx could only smile bitterly.
Comparing one's wealth with that senior's, isn't this looking for death?
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Qingluan put down Di Jun and the others, squatted in front of them and said: "Three fellow Taoists, although Master has resurrected you, with Master's temperament, he will definitely kill you and refuse to acknowledge you. If Master knows the true identities of the three of you, It will definitely drive you and even me out.”
Xihe smiled and said: "Of course we understand the rules of that senior. The three of us are extremely grateful to be able to be reborn once. How dare we ask for more? We just do what sister Qingluan says."
"It's better that Xi and sister understand the truth." Qingluan laughed happily: "That's it, how about my sister and two fellow Taoists worship me as their master, just like the eleventh ancestral shaman worshiped Ganoderma lucidum as their master."
"Eleventh Ancestral Witch?" Donghuang Taiyi made a clear voice.
Qingluan pointed at the eleven ancestral witches hanging on the Tianzhu, crying softly and having to use a small hammer and hammer to hammer on the Tianzhu.
Di Jun and the other three were all shocked. The eleventh ancestral witch who forced them to self-destruct was actually bullied to this extent now?
"It's all over..." Di Jun withdrew his gaze and said with emotion: "The Demon Court or the Witch Clan, both will suffer in the end, so be it."
Donghuang Taiyi retracted his gaze and nodded slowly.
Donghuang Taiyi really couldn't bear to take action against such Eleven Ancestral Witches. Although he was unreasonable, it was not necessary and he would not bully the weak personally.
Xihe looked at Qingluan and said, "Of course it's okay to become a disciple, but my sister won't let us work like that, right?"
Qingluan felt a little guilty for no reason, and immediately laughed and said: "How could that be possible? We have known each other for a long time..."
"That's good!" Donghuang Taiyi interrupted Qingluan, held up his two small fists, and said gracefully: "Meet the master!"
