Chapter 360 This Seat Wants to Establish a Garbage Recycling Plant
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
And this kind of Mongolian wood is not sold in terms of how many pieces, but how many feet!
One zhang is a thousand middle-grade spirit stones. If it is covered with wood for ten thousand years, the price will be more expensive, but more resources will be invested.
According to rumors, the price of Wannian Mengmu is no longer measured by middle-grade spirit stones, but by top-grade ones!
There are many powers in this vast area whose inheritance was broken because of the Mongolian wood, and they were completely bankrupt. If they don't have a family that can support them for 5000 years, don't even think about earning spirit stones.
The cultivation of Mengxu Jade Treasure Tree not only needs several generations, but also not only needs aura.
This sea area is close to the land of nothingness, and it is filled with various auras, which flow into the sea area from time to time.
It is also growing by absorbing the breath in it, so there is no such tree growing in other places, and the environment creates different creatures.
Neither the elixir nor the spiritual tree of the great world will grow for a year after a year, but will only grow for a year when the conditions and environment it needs are met.
Just like the crane spirit tree in the small realm, if the concentration of aura is not enough, its age will be dead and will not grow.
All in all, if these Mongolian trees are not taken care of carefully and a lot of resources are invested, they may be doomed to death after thousands of years of growth.
Maybe some Mengxu Jade Treasure Trees have a good growth environment and can last ten thousand years, but they are very few.
According to rumors, there is an ancient family in the great area of Mengmu named Mujia.
The descendants of this family's wood-type spiritual roots are quite prosperous, and they can even use secret methods to cultivate Mongolian wood, and their power is overwhelming.
Even the Nine Heavens Immortal Voice Array Pan did not dare to say anything about the news of this ancient clan, and usually only talked about some particularly large business contacts.
"Senior, that's about it. This is all this junior understands."
Mo Fuyang's forehead was a little sweaty. Fortunately, he was listening to the news every day, otherwise it might be difficult for him to answer the questions asked by this senior.
"Well...Mengmu, the Mu family."
Chen Xun was still writing with his head down, his eyes brightened, "Then let's start from the garbage dump here, don't steal or snatch spirit stones, and never be shabby."
"Moo~"
The big black cow sat in the garbage dump, black and plump, as if it wanted to become one with the garbage place.
Even looking at it from a distance, you may not see a big black cow here.
Chen Xun suddenly sneered, and the big black cow looked at Chen Xun suspiciously, why are you laughing.
"Lao Niu, I'm happy, let's open a garbage recycling plant!"
He looked around, his arrogance leaking out, this garbage dump like mountains and seas is all his country, "Let's start on our own first, and then go to Lichen Island to accumulate primitive spirit stones."
"Moo~"
The big black bull's spiritual consciousness spread around, and he waved the bull's paw lightly, and a few fragments appeared in a garbage dump in an instant, which was quite convenient and efficient.
Chen Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, it was quite convenient to find such things with his spiritual sense.
But I have been doing it myself, and I have earned too few spirit stones. If tens of thousands of people help, it will be tens of thousands of such fragments in one breath.
He gradually looked at Mo Fuyang, and suddenly showed an inexplicable smile.
At this time, Mo Fuyang was looking enviously at the big black cow.
I thought that if he had this kind of strength, I don't know how fast Taobao would be, and it would not be a problem if he cultivated to become a god.
But he forgot the fundamentals, if he really had this kind of strength, no one else would come to this kind of place to see such petty gains and waste his life.
At this time, on a small garbage mountain.
"Brother Xun, Brother Niu, Sister He and I found a magic weapon of rain fan, and there are spiritual fluctuations!"
"Big Brother, Second Brother, there are still a lot of unnecessary magic weapons."
Xiaochi and Xiaohe were extremely excited, they didn't mind the garbage dump at all, and even started to gesture with those tattered instruments.
Xiao Chi's paws were pawing everywhere, looking at everything, and he didn't even know what sticky things were stuck to his paws.
Xiaohe pursed his lips and chuckled lightly, and hurriedly helped Xiaochi clean up.
The latter's eyes are constantly shining, and he has already put a lot of things in its little lion head storage ring.
These things are the real first batch of possessions of the Northern Underworld Red Lion in the Taiyi Great World!
"Ha ha..."
"Moo~"
Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu laughed out loud. These magic tools are useless at all, and they may even explode if used forcibly. The cost of repairing may be about the same as buying a new one.
"Little Chi."
"Brother Xun!"
"Look for this kind of metal called Dahuang Wushenjing, which is worth Lingshi."
Chen Xun tapped his finger, and a fragment instantly appeared in front of Xiao Chi, "Let's recycle this thing."
Roar!
Xiao Chi Yanguang entangled with his spiritual consciousness, nodded heavily: "Understood, brother Xun, look at the younger brother!"
Bang!Bang!
Suddenly, a large amount of rubbish rolled down, and Xiao Chi radiated a faint flame, his claws became sharper, like a dog digging for treasure.
A large piece, a large piece of various fragments were dug out, Xiaohe hurriedly helped, and branches protruded from the garbage dump, rummaging continuously.
"Moo~~"
The big black cow snorted and ran to the other side. It also wanted to find these fragments, and it couldn't just keep the third sister and fourth brother busy.
At the edge of the garbage dump, Chen Xun and Mo Fuyang were still standing in place.
"Little friend, let's go for a walk together?"
"Senior, please, senior first."
Mo Fuyang was still in a daze, and was instantly brought back to reality by Chen Xun's words, and his words were a little flustered.
They walked slowly around the edge of the garbage dump. There were very few monks here, most of them were in the center, quite far from the edge.
It's easier to find something of value when a lot of garbage has just arrived.
Today the sun is very dazzling, the sea breeze is mild.
A white-clothed figure walked in front, with a light and calm demeanor, and an honest and honest middle-aged man followed respectfully.
"Little friend, I want to set up a garbage recycling plant. Would you like to work for me?"
"Senior? The junior is incompetent..."
"The strength can be gradually improved. Besides, we are just collecting garbage, not to seize other people's resources, and we don't violate other people's interests."
Chen Xun walked slowly ahead, with a smile on his lips, "It's Taobao if you shop alone, isn't it Taobao if we shop together?"
He suddenly stopped and looked into the distance: "It's better to make this industry bigger and stronger together, that is also a great thing that will benefit the environment of the world of cultivating immortals."
Mo Fuyang slowly looked at the glaring back, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, with your strength... there is really no need to be in the same class as us."
"Even Wu Ming only collects Xuan Weitian's rubbish, and they still look down on this industry."
"In my heart, as long as immortal cultivators are not evil cultivators, there is no high or low, there is only a distinction between positions. The world is so big that no one can stop the path forward of immortal cultivators."
Chen Xun said calmly, and turned his head slightly, "Since my little friend has chosen this rough road, he is naturally unwilling to reconcile his own fate and is willing to make one last fight."
"Since you are a person with a firm heart, then I can pretend that I didn't hear these words just now."
After he finished speaking, he walked slowly, his whole body was full of stories, exuding an inexplicable power.
One word is shocking.
Mo Fuyang trembled all over, and followed closely behind Chen Xun. He had never been reconciled to his fate, and he had never been reconciled to his five-line low-grade spiritual root.
He once worked as a miscellaneous in the Immortal Pavilion, and in the Zongmen to seek immortality, but he did not know that he was born in a humble background, limited in aptitude, and limited in resources...
Most of his fellow Taoists can only reach the Jindan stage, and then completely lose the news.
Some of the voices and smiles of those former friends gradually disappeared in memory.
Taobao people are regarded as shameful and ridiculed by many immortals.
Even the monks at the golden core stage with five low-level spiritual roots would rather sit down than come here.
This identity is the bottom of the bottom of the whole world, and it belongs to the level of people who can't even win the treasure by killing people. It's a big joke.
But Mo Fuyang still came out and reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Even though he has nothing now, but his heart is still firm, and he believes that he can continue to go on...
One zhang is a thousand middle-grade spirit stones. If it is covered with wood for ten thousand years, the price will be more expensive, but more resources will be invested.
According to rumors, the price of Wannian Mengmu is no longer measured by middle-grade spirit stones, but by top-grade ones!
There are many powers in this vast area whose inheritance was broken because of the Mongolian wood, and they were completely bankrupt. If they don't have a family that can support them for 5000 years, don't even think about earning spirit stones.
The cultivation of Mengxu Jade Treasure Tree not only needs several generations, but also not only needs aura.
This sea area is close to the land of nothingness, and it is filled with various auras, which flow into the sea area from time to time.
It is also growing by absorbing the breath in it, so there is no such tree growing in other places, and the environment creates different creatures.
Neither the elixir nor the spiritual tree of the great world will grow for a year after a year, but will only grow for a year when the conditions and environment it needs are met.
Just like the crane spirit tree in the small realm, if the concentration of aura is not enough, its age will be dead and will not grow.
All in all, if these Mongolian trees are not taken care of carefully and a lot of resources are invested, they may be doomed to death after thousands of years of growth.
Maybe some Mengxu Jade Treasure Trees have a good growth environment and can last ten thousand years, but they are very few.
According to rumors, there is an ancient family in the great area of Mengmu named Mujia.
The descendants of this family's wood-type spiritual roots are quite prosperous, and they can even use secret methods to cultivate Mongolian wood, and their power is overwhelming.
Even the Nine Heavens Immortal Voice Array Pan did not dare to say anything about the news of this ancient clan, and usually only talked about some particularly large business contacts.
"Senior, that's about it. This is all this junior understands."
Mo Fuyang's forehead was a little sweaty. Fortunately, he was listening to the news every day, otherwise it might be difficult for him to answer the questions asked by this senior.
"Well...Mengmu, the Mu family."
Chen Xun was still writing with his head down, his eyes brightened, "Then let's start from the garbage dump here, don't steal or snatch spirit stones, and never be shabby."
"Moo~"
The big black cow sat in the garbage dump, black and plump, as if it wanted to become one with the garbage place.
Even looking at it from a distance, you may not see a big black cow here.
Chen Xun suddenly sneered, and the big black cow looked at Chen Xun suspiciously, why are you laughing.
"Lao Niu, I'm happy, let's open a garbage recycling plant!"
He looked around, his arrogance leaking out, this garbage dump like mountains and seas is all his country, "Let's start on our own first, and then go to Lichen Island to accumulate primitive spirit stones."
"Moo~"
The big black bull's spiritual consciousness spread around, and he waved the bull's paw lightly, and a few fragments appeared in a garbage dump in an instant, which was quite convenient and efficient.
Chen Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, it was quite convenient to find such things with his spiritual sense.
But I have been doing it myself, and I have earned too few spirit stones. If tens of thousands of people help, it will be tens of thousands of such fragments in one breath.
He gradually looked at Mo Fuyang, and suddenly showed an inexplicable smile.
At this time, Mo Fuyang was looking enviously at the big black cow.
I thought that if he had this kind of strength, I don't know how fast Taobao would be, and it would not be a problem if he cultivated to become a god.
But he forgot the fundamentals, if he really had this kind of strength, no one else would come to this kind of place to see such petty gains and waste his life.
At this time, on a small garbage mountain.
"Brother Xun, Brother Niu, Sister He and I found a magic weapon of rain fan, and there are spiritual fluctuations!"
"Big Brother, Second Brother, there are still a lot of unnecessary magic weapons."
Xiaochi and Xiaohe were extremely excited, they didn't mind the garbage dump at all, and even started to gesture with those tattered instruments.
Xiao Chi's paws were pawing everywhere, looking at everything, and he didn't even know what sticky things were stuck to his paws.
Xiaohe pursed his lips and chuckled lightly, and hurriedly helped Xiaochi clean up.
The latter's eyes are constantly shining, and he has already put a lot of things in its little lion head storage ring.
These things are the real first batch of possessions of the Northern Underworld Red Lion in the Taiyi Great World!
"Ha ha..."
"Moo~"
Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu laughed out loud. These magic tools are useless at all, and they may even explode if used forcibly. The cost of repairing may be about the same as buying a new one.
"Little Chi."
"Brother Xun!"
"Look for this kind of metal called Dahuang Wushenjing, which is worth Lingshi."
Chen Xun tapped his finger, and a fragment instantly appeared in front of Xiao Chi, "Let's recycle this thing."
Roar!
Xiao Chi Yanguang entangled with his spiritual consciousness, nodded heavily: "Understood, brother Xun, look at the younger brother!"
Bang!Bang!
Suddenly, a large amount of rubbish rolled down, and Xiao Chi radiated a faint flame, his claws became sharper, like a dog digging for treasure.
A large piece, a large piece of various fragments were dug out, Xiaohe hurriedly helped, and branches protruded from the garbage dump, rummaging continuously.
"Moo~~"
The big black cow snorted and ran to the other side. It also wanted to find these fragments, and it couldn't just keep the third sister and fourth brother busy.
At the edge of the garbage dump, Chen Xun and Mo Fuyang were still standing in place.
"Little friend, let's go for a walk together?"
"Senior, please, senior first."
Mo Fuyang was still in a daze, and was instantly brought back to reality by Chen Xun's words, and his words were a little flustered.
They walked slowly around the edge of the garbage dump. There were very few monks here, most of them were in the center, quite far from the edge.
It's easier to find something of value when a lot of garbage has just arrived.
Today the sun is very dazzling, the sea breeze is mild.
A white-clothed figure walked in front, with a light and calm demeanor, and an honest and honest middle-aged man followed respectfully.
"Little friend, I want to set up a garbage recycling plant. Would you like to work for me?"
"Senior? The junior is incompetent..."
"The strength can be gradually improved. Besides, we are just collecting garbage, not to seize other people's resources, and we don't violate other people's interests."
Chen Xun walked slowly ahead, with a smile on his lips, "It's Taobao if you shop alone, isn't it Taobao if we shop together?"
He suddenly stopped and looked into the distance: "It's better to make this industry bigger and stronger together, that is also a great thing that will benefit the environment of the world of cultivating immortals."
Mo Fuyang slowly looked at the glaring back, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, with your strength... there is really no need to be in the same class as us."
"Even Wu Ming only collects Xuan Weitian's rubbish, and they still look down on this industry."
"In my heart, as long as immortal cultivators are not evil cultivators, there is no high or low, there is only a distinction between positions. The world is so big that no one can stop the path forward of immortal cultivators."
Chen Xun said calmly, and turned his head slightly, "Since my little friend has chosen this rough road, he is naturally unwilling to reconcile his own fate and is willing to make one last fight."
"Since you are a person with a firm heart, then I can pretend that I didn't hear these words just now."
After he finished speaking, he walked slowly, his whole body was full of stories, exuding an inexplicable power.
One word is shocking.
Mo Fuyang trembled all over, and followed closely behind Chen Xun. He had never been reconciled to his fate, and he had never been reconciled to his five-line low-grade spiritual root.
He once worked as a miscellaneous in the Immortal Pavilion, and in the Zongmen to seek immortality, but he did not know that he was born in a humble background, limited in aptitude, and limited in resources...
Most of his fellow Taoists can only reach the Jindan stage, and then completely lose the news.
Some of the voices and smiles of those former friends gradually disappeared in memory.
Taobao people are regarded as shameful and ridiculed by many immortals.
Even the monks at the golden core stage with five low-level spiritual roots would rather sit down than come here.
This identity is the bottom of the bottom of the whole world, and it belongs to the level of people who can't even win the treasure by killing people. It's a big joke.
But Mo Fuyang still came out and reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Even though he has nothing now, but his heart is still firm, and he believes that he can continue to go on...
