Years later.

Qingmuling suddenly began to prepare for battle. The prices of pills and magic weapons that were originally sluggish have been rising all the time. I don’t know how many merchants who sold at a loss before were so angry that they vomited blood.

Qingyu Garden.

Fei Changnong collected the elixir as usual.

He looked at the green grass that had turned five or six times, turning into one hundred and fifty-six trees, hundreds of green dragon flowers, and dozens of three fruits. A hint of surprise appeared on his face: "Is this newly opened medicine garden so abundantly?"

If farming can bring benefits, why should those Taoist monks join the Sihai Hall in a bitter way, stay in the four directions, or receive the dangerous fighting mission of rewarding good and punishing evil halls?

"Junior Brother Fang, it would be a pity that your Lingnong technique would not be in charge of the medicine garden..."

Fei Changnong looked at Fang Xing with a smile on his face: "The sect is in need of a large number of spiritual objects. If you produce so richly here, you will have great rewards. How about I give you five thousand merits this time?"

"Thank you, senior brother."

Fang Xing responded with a smile.

This is not only to prepare for the fundamental map of supernatural powers, but also to show value.

Originally, his pharmacy manager was not kicked out because of the rules of the sect.

But the rules are broken.

When the war will be fierce and dangerous in the future, and all monks Daoji will die in battle, many people will definitely be jealous.

But with real contributions, it is impossible to be replaced.

Or...the ability to have bad things!

Fang Xing promised that as long as he dared to replace him, the production of Qingyuyuan would immediately fall back to its original level.

I believe that if the senior leaders of the sect weigh the pros and cons, they will naturally make a decision that satisfies him.

"This time, you all have hundreds of meritorious disciples..."

Fei Changnong looked at Fang Xing deeply, then looked at Dong Meier and others, and spoke.

If he gave all the big head, he would naturally not treat these relatives unfairly.

"Thank you, Master Fei."

Dong Meier and others were overjoyed. Thinking of the hard work of farming for so many years, they finally received a generous reward.

Several of the disciples looked at each other and were all grateful: "Farming is really going to be fought, although it is hard to farm, you don't have to die... What's more, with Uncle Fang, the income from farming has increased several times, and it is not less than going to the battlefield...'

...

Just when Fang Xing was calmly handing in the mission.

Aoki Ridge Edge.

A barren mountain.

A thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Burning paper men, broken shadows fell from the sky, occasionally mixed with strange wooden puppets, and broken limbs and broken arms.

"Blood Shadow Gate..."

Several blue lights roared and retreated: "This time, you are the ones who will kill you!"

"Hehe..."

The sky seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, with layers of shadow puppets playing with paper people, and she smiled strangely: "The place outside is too small and cannot accommodate too many sects... It is better for a family to cut their flesh and their flesh to cut their flesh... You Qingmuling is weak in nature, so why not choose you this time..."

The green lights rushed around, but could not escape the bloody sky. Finally, they screamed and fell.

Paper men, shadow puppets fell and began to build formations on this nameless barren mountain.

Soon, another disciple of the Blood Shadow Sect arrived, and he regarded this place as a bridgehead for attacking Aoki Ridge.

Not long after, a strange shadow puppetry stage was built.

A very beautiful woman stood quietly on the stage, wearing a costume, like a famous actor about to perform on stage.

Below the stage, there were a group of Daoji monks from the Blood Shadow Sect, and they all bowed respectfully: "I have seen 'Xi Lian Zhenren'!"

"Um……"

A man's voice came from the beautiful woman's mouth.

Obviously, this woman is just a skin-like appearance of the art of painting skin: "From today, a war is coming... It is a great opportunity to collect shadow puppets and have a soul. We are the evil demons and heretics who like to have a love of people the most. Hehehe..."

At the end, he turned into a sharp laugh from the woman: "You go down and act according to the plan, leaving the yellow skin behind."

A monk from the main road quickly stood up and left, as if he was chasing some bloodthirsty demon behind him.

There was only one monk with yellow beard who had a bitter face and stayed on the stage.

Ji Lian Zhenren spoke, and then returned to the man's voice: "What's wrong with the spies who have been placed in Qingmuling? They used the skin painting technique I specially improved, and they will not be sensed by any magic weapon, and will be exposed..."

"Thirteen targets have been selected, and the skin has been successfully peeled. The disciples of this sect hide their identity and enter Aoki Ridge..."

Huangpizi bowed and answered.

"Very good... In Qingmu Ridge, there is a 'Graft and Plant of Soldiers', which uses the evergreen trees as the eye of the formation. Every time there is an evergreen tree, the power will be even more... At critical moments, you must try to destroy it..."

"yes!"

"Okay, go ahead... I don't know if this battle will allow me to successfully peel off the appearance of a Yin Shen Zhenren..."

Xi Lian Zhenren laughed and said, "It is very difficult to peel off a painted skin of Yin Shen Zhenren and retain his magical powers... All three of them failed in the previous ones. Do you think I can succeed this time?"

A drop of cold sweat suddenly flowed down the yellow-skinned forehead...

...

Qingyu Garden.

"Boy Fei Changqing, pay homage to the uncle."

A young man with honest facial features and dark skin kowtowed to Fang Xing.

"You are the one sent by Fei Yong?"

Fang Xing looked at Fei Changqing up and down and found that he only had the fifth level of sensation Qi cultivation, his appearance was not amazing, and he had no outstanding features.

Although I was a little confused about why Fei Yong sent this kid over, was it because this kid had some relatives with Fei Changnong?

However, after reading Fei Yong's token, he still accepted it.

"Dong Meier."

He called the girl in red dress in front of him: "You will take this junior brother Fei Changqing and Fei first."

This woman has never liked farming and chores, so she tried every means to avoid being lazy, but Fang Xing wanted to give him another burden: "You have to do the precautions in the medicine field and teach him step by step..."

"yes……"

Dong Meier immediately looked at Fei Changqing with a bitter face when she saw a few bad eyes, and she also complained in her heart.

This woman was very troublesome at first glance. This Daoji monk who is said to be a Daoji monk of Grandpa Fei Yong, and he even asked this woman to take him with such a bad taste. It was obvious that he had the intention of watching the show.

But at this time the elder had already spoken, and he had no choice but to say with a bitter face: "Please give me some advice..."

"Um."

Dong Meier is also a little clever person. Naturally, she saw Fei Changqing's reluctance, and she felt a little rebellious.

She has been sought after by her peers since she was a child. When she occasionally encounters someone who doesn't take it seriously, she becomes a little bit popular.

After arranging the chores, Fang Xing was about to continue going back to plant trees.

suddenly!

A firework rose into the sky.

There is a strange gloss on the evergreen trees in the valley.

"Is this a warning in the door?!"

Meng Tiandong counted the luster and his face pale: "Nine changes... represent a war with one of the ten major factions of good and evil!"

"What?"

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves!

The disciples of Qingyu Garden looked at each other: "We have really started a war with the Blood Shadow Sect?"

"I heard that the cultivators of the Blood Shadow Sect are evil demons and heretics among the evil demons and heretics. They like to peel the captured monks and make them into shadow puppets... and also collect the souls and sacrifice the soul paper people..."

"Fortunately, we are already disciples of the Medicine Garden, so we don't have to go to the battlefield within a hundred years."

"Hmph, this Qingyu Garden is located on the edge of the sect, but it may not be safe..."

...

"Enough."

When Fang Xing saw this messy scene, he frowned.

As the manager and the highest cultivation level of the Medicine Garden, after he scolded him, the garden suddenly became silent.
To be continued...