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Seven hundred and eighty-one chapters Tianlan Prairie Saintess

Xiang Zhili had met Zhang Baoyu in Tiannan, and Zhang Baoyu asked him to come to Dajin to spread the news, so it was also the monks here who asked what they wanted to know the most.

"After I send my population back to the small world this time, I will leave this world. Those who pay the travel expenses can enter my magic weapon with these monks from the small world."

"What, they are going to the spiritual world too?" A monk next to him said with disbelief.

Zhang Baoyu said with a calm expression: "In which small world of mine, the spiritual energy is extremely low. Although I collected some spiritual veins and put them in, the level of the spiritual veins is a bit low. I really didn't know before that the spiritual veins could be maintained by spiritual fields. Now that I know this news, I naturally have to let these people refine some spiritual fields in the spiritual world!"

When he thought of the number of monks Zhang Baoyu brought, and the thought that this senior could actually bring so many monks to the spiritual world at once, and these monks didn't have to spend the same amount of money as himself, one of the monks couldn't help but whispered and asked embarrassedly: "Senior, will the army in your small world still be taken away?"

"Hahaha!" Hearing such words, Zhang Baoyu also laughed. The monks in the Dahua world either have their own bloodlines or the army and ministers who conquer the world with him. Others are geniuses born in the Dahua world, and they are extremely loyal to themselves.

In the mortal world, a monk will not care about anything else except his own practice. If such a person is received from the army of the Dahua world, he may be able to destroy the cultivation environment in the Dahua world. How could he want it?

At that moment, he also refused directly: "These people have been trained since childhood and are extremely loyal to me. They are not comparable to those of outsiders, not to mention that the spiritual environment in the small world is extremely poor, and the highest is that they have cultivated to the realm of Golden Pill. The spiritual environment is not as good as this world. God knows how long it will take to develop, and it is not a good thing for you to enter."

"The highest level can only be cultivated to the level of Golden Elixir!" a god-transforming cultivator said in a shocking voice.

I remembered the monks brought by Zhang Baoyu again. It seemed that the highest level was the golden elixir, and they were all in the early stage of the golden elixir. Among the 100,000 golden elixirs, there was not even a middle stage of the golden elixir. I immediately believed what Zhang Baoyu said and secretly let go of his mind to join Zhang Baoyu's army.

For practitioners, there is nothing more important than the cultivation environment. A world that can only cultivate to the early stage of the Golden Pill. Even if you have the care of the superior immortal, you will have no future.

Thinking of collecting enough population, Zhang Baoyu would take them to the spiritual world, which they had dreamed of before. The monks were excited and shouted loudly to the monks around them: "They are too slow, let's go and help them!"

For a moment, the monks gathered around suddenly flew towards all directions. These people were almost in the Nascent Soul realm, and some were even transformed into gods, with a large number of people. With these people help, the speed of collecting population was naturally countless times faster than that of monks in the Dahua world who worked alone, so Zhang Baoyu naturally would not refuse.

The Ye family's god-transforming monks also sent people to coordinate the direction of the monks in the Great Hua world. For a moment, there were fewer monks gathered here, and the originally crowded crowded became sparse.

A group of people in weird clothes also came respectfully towards Zhang Baoyu, led by a woman with a very pure and beautiful face, with a holy face.

Since the news that Zhang Baoyu could bring people to the spiritual world has been circulating in the Great Jin Dynasty, how could he not know about the Tianlan Grassland, let alone the millions of cultivators in Dahua, who could only reach the Great Jin Dynasty by passing through the Tianlan Grassland.

When Dahua monks passed by, the monks in the Tianlan Grassland had carefully looked at these people countless times. It was completely certain that these millions of monks were definitely not from this world. Only then did they truly believe that there were really people from heaven and man who came to earth, rather than the fake news made up by outside monks to deceive them.

Once confirmed, the monks in the entire Tianlan Grassland quickly mobilized and began to collect magic weapons everywhere.

After all, for a cultivator, the cultivation environment in this world is obviously getting worse and worse, and there is not even a channel to ascend to the spiritual world.

No matter how you practice, you will never have the hope of becoming an immortal. Now that you have the opportunity to go to the spiritual world, how can you let it go?

Not to mention that after these people arrived, the first thing they saw was that Zhang Baoyu was only a hundred years old, and even the highest level among them was that even the god-transforming cultivator with the highest cultivation level could not be seen. Such cultivation might not be able to be cultivated except for the fairy world.

Moreover, behind Zhang Baoyu, there was a team of women who looked different from ordinary monks, and they were all noble. However, these women were old, but they had reached the highest level of the world's god-turning cultivation level.

Three of the women who have been walking by the immortals have even surpassed the realm of transformation. Such a person appears in front of him, and the monks on Tianlan Grassland are also very calm.

The magic weapon that the immortal can pretend to be human can be used to hold billions of people. One more or less cultivator will have no effect on the immortal when he goes to the spiritual world. Such a good thing can only be said to be the luck of the monks in this world.

If such good things cannot be grasped, the saint of Tianlan Grassland feels that she will regret it when she dreams in the future.

Zhang Baoyu, who was about to take his woman into the palace built by the Ye family for him to rest, saw such a group of people coming, and stopped his steps gently, and did not care about the anger in the eyes of the monks around him when they looked at these people.

For Zhang Baoyu, one more person means ten more magic weapons. Anyway, I have to go there, so I naturally hope that the more people, the better.

Not to mention that those who can appear here must be the monks in the Tianlan Grassland. The Tianlan Grassland in this world is extremely large, and there are not many monks in it compared to Tiannan.

With so many people, how many magic weapons will be brought to you, how can Zhang Baoyu not care?

As for the opinions of the monks of the Great Jin Dynasty, they are all trivial matters compared to their own income, and Zhang Baoyu can completely ignore them.

He walked lightly to Zhang Baoyu, bowed and said, "The monks of Tianlan Grassland have seen their seniors. I wonder if the seniors have ten magic weapons to take a monk to the spiritual world, including my monks of Tianlan Grassland!"

"As long as you are monks in this world, it is the same. For me, there is no difference between you!" Zhang Baoyu's attitude towards the beautiful saint was always much better, and he replied with a smile on his face.
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