Chapter 392 Find a place to bury him
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
On the road.
Luo Shuang walked with Yunjin, whose expression gradually became calm: "Fellow Daoist Luo, if we cooperate with this senior, when will we be able to advance to the refining stage?"
"Within a thousand years, there will be a place for me in the Wangyue Fairy Pavilion on Lichen Island."
Luo Shuang took a deep look at Yunjin, "Where is Fellow Daoist Yun? You have dual spiritual roots, so you must be faster than me."
"Don't worry, if we continue to cooperate with the seniors, there will be no shortage of resources for cultivating immortals."
The lazy look came into Yunjin's eyes again, "Tomorrow, I will invite those fellow Taoists together to clarify the stakes."
Luo Shuang stood on the spirit beast and nodded lightly. She trusted this man. She had friendship with him for thousands of years.
Afterwards, the two stopped talking, cupped their hands and said goodbye, and walked towards their respective fairy pavilions, with expressions on their faces as if nothing had happened.
……
Trash island.
There are Taobao people from all parties who are still looking for materials day and night, and the matter of cultivation has long been forgotten, and the number of Lingshi that can be earned is earned first.
On the garbage dump, Mo Fuyang's mana blessed his voice, and there was even a Lingxu voice-transmitting magic disk floating in front of him: "Dear fellows, the garbage recycling plant has officially started to buy discarded talismans, which contain the amount of a catty of blood-refining spiritual essence sand. , six thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
At the same time, the people in the garbage recycling plants of all parties have received the news that the thousands of Lingxu sound transmission discs were not bought for nothing, and they also began to spread the news everywhere, shouting everywhere.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone on the garbage island was shocked. What's wrong, send a spirit stone? ! !
"Don't worry about it, six thousand low-grade spirit stones per catty? It's free for Jindan monks to pick it up!"
"Don't worry about it, don't lie to us, I can catch a lot with one hand now."
"Six thousand, six thousand low-grade spirit stones?!"
……
The eye sockets of all the Taobao people turned a little scarlet, and they stared at the messengers from all directions, their eyes full of disbelief.
"This is an order from the factory owner. Go to the recycling plant and find Senior Lion to recycle it!"
Mo Fuyang's loud voice spread all over the place, "This order is always in effect. You can question me, but you must not question the factory owner!"
"Yes, thank you, Manager Mo!"
……
There were joyful sounds of hands-on from all parties, and after hearing the factory owner's order, they no longer had any doubts in their eyes.
That's a man of promise, their reborn parents, even if they doubt themselves, they can't doubt him.
Many Taobao people have already started to go crazy, and the entire garbage sea is full of rioting mana, but they all have a subconscious habit of cleaning up the surface filth.
Their qualifications are not high, and their fighting skills are not strong, but they have lived for so many years, they are grateful, and they also feel what respect is.
Mo Fuyang smiled slightly, bowed his hands in all directions, and then went to the next place.
Over the past century, Garbage Island has finally been completely integrated. 10,000+ Taobao people are serving the garbage recycling plant, and the efficiency will be terrifying.
Mo Fuyang also saw in his heart the true purpose of the factory owner, which was not to establish any power at all. He really thought too complicatedly, and he was still concerned about loyalty and disloyalty.
Others sell materials, they receive materials, and join if they want to join. The garbage recycling plant has no inheritance secrets, and it will always be easy to get together and leave.
After hearing the factory owner's remarks, he now feels lighthearted. In the past, he always had delusions of being persecuted, and he was really a bit uncoordinated.
Mo Fuyang shook his head and laughed at himself when he thought of this, he was too scared, but now he is much more open-minded.
Inside the recycling plant.
Night was the rest time. Xiao Chi, Song Heng, and Gu Lisheng got together. They stood outside the recycling plant in pitch darkness, and the bonfire was not lit.
Just sitting around together, Song Huan looked Gu Lisheng up and down, he was a bit high-spirited, not as humble as that.
Song Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing his light: "Gu Lisheng, is what you said true or false? It's a small matter to lie to my friends, but it's a big deal to lie to Brother Gou!"
Roar!
Xiao Chi let out a low growl, his eyes were full of indifference, but he did have a seven-point doubt and three-point belief attitude in his heart.
As soon as this person came up, he was coquettish, and coupled with that majestic aura, he really had the feeling of arrogance.
"Hehe, I'm just down in the family fortune, and the tiger is in Pingyang!"
Gu Lisheng snorted coldly, and his breath became colder and colder, "When the time comes to return in the future, tens of thousands of generals will welcome me, and the whole Xuanweitian will tremble!"
"real or fake..."
Song Huan was full of stomach, he was also a man of low fortune, "I'll tell you the truth, Daoist, I used to have glory days, and I can understand your mood very well."
Xiao Chi's pupils widened slightly, and he took a deep look at him again: "You have such a great background?"
"Hehe, it's just that no one sees it clearly. If you have insight, you will be appointed as the left and right Dharma protectors."
Gu Lisheng spoke in a deep voice, and looked into the distance with sad eyes, "The return date has not yet arrived, so I can only endure the humiliation now!"
"You have a good eye, you actually came to Trash Island." Song Huan smiled, and inadvertently glanced at Xiao Chi, "Then what is your purpose of looking for Brother Gou?"
Xiao Chi growled again, his mane fluttering, very mighty and domineering.
After hearing this, Gu Lisheng's expression finally changed, his momentum weakened, and he said with a flattering smile: "Brother Dog, I want to follow you to sort out the garbage first, and no one can tire you if I'm tired!"
"Fat!"
"Dog brother!"
"This man is talking nonsense and delirious, beat him sober!"
Xiao Chi roared loudly, flames soared into the sky, and suppressed Gu Lisheng with one claw, "Beat him!"
"Ah? Ah!" Gu Lisheng's eyes were tearing, and he shouted with a stern expression, "My words are true, the heavens can learn from them!!!"
Song Huan giggled wretchedly, looking at Gu Lisheng who was pressed down by Xiao Chi's paws, several tomb-exploring magic tools and even a stick of incense appeared in his hands.
Roar! !
"Ah!!! Brother Dog, Master Dao, please don't~~~"
Gu Lisheng let out a terrifying scream and was beaten to the ground and rolled all over the ground. He had no demeanor of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he didn't even dare to resist. It was still possible to tell the difference between two people beating him and tens of thousands of people beating him.
After a stick of incense.
Gu Lisheng put his powerless hands on the ground, trembling slightly, his face was red and swollen from the beating, showing a sausage mouth, what a shame, a shame! !
"Hehe, dare to lie to us?"
Song Huan put his hands behind his back and smiled treacherously, "Brother Dog, what should I do with him? Should I find a place to bury him? Xiaodao, I am proficient in the way of tombs. If I suppress him, he will never be reborn forever."
"Fatty, I think it's better to eat it. Nascent Soul is also a great tonic for spirit beasts."
Xiao Chi licked his paw, his eyes were showing a bloodthirsty gleam, "Then bury it again, in this barren mountain, it shouldn't be a big deal to die."
"Dog brother!!"
Gu Lisheng's expression became more and more miserable, and he raised his head in an instant and shouted, "I was wrong!!!"
This poodle and fat Taoist, Gu Lisheng roared in his heart. He thought that the garbage recycling plant was full of people like Mo Guanshi, but he didn't expect to enter the den of bandits!
"Hahaha..."
Xiao Chi and Song Huan laughed and pointed at Gu Lisheng, just to scare him and make him less bragging.
But after this point, they really accepted Gu Lisheng, but the latter said some exaggerated things from time to time, which amused them and made jokes from time to time.
After making Gu Lisheng quite annoyed, especially when he was losing his temper, Song Huan started digging a hole and said he was going to bury him!
He also obediently followed Xiao Chigan to carry the garbage, and finally found a job on the garbage island.
It's just that Mo Fuyang never paid attention to him, so he could only chat with Xiao Chi and Song Huan.
Gu Lisheng seemed to be aloof, but he actually had a lot of truths. He liked Xiao Chi and Song Huan very much, and gradually became strange brothers, often fighting each other when they disagreed.
Luo Shuang walked with Yunjin, whose expression gradually became calm: "Fellow Daoist Luo, if we cooperate with this senior, when will we be able to advance to the refining stage?"
"Within a thousand years, there will be a place for me in the Wangyue Fairy Pavilion on Lichen Island."
Luo Shuang took a deep look at Yunjin, "Where is Fellow Daoist Yun? You have dual spiritual roots, so you must be faster than me."
"Don't worry, if we continue to cooperate with the seniors, there will be no shortage of resources for cultivating immortals."
The lazy look came into Yunjin's eyes again, "Tomorrow, I will invite those fellow Taoists together to clarify the stakes."
Luo Shuang stood on the spirit beast and nodded lightly. She trusted this man. She had friendship with him for thousands of years.
Afterwards, the two stopped talking, cupped their hands and said goodbye, and walked towards their respective fairy pavilions, with expressions on their faces as if nothing had happened.
……
Trash island.
There are Taobao people from all parties who are still looking for materials day and night, and the matter of cultivation has long been forgotten, and the number of Lingshi that can be earned is earned first.
On the garbage dump, Mo Fuyang's mana blessed his voice, and there was even a Lingxu voice-transmitting magic disk floating in front of him: "Dear fellows, the garbage recycling plant has officially started to buy discarded talismans, which contain the amount of a catty of blood-refining spiritual essence sand. , six thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
At the same time, the people in the garbage recycling plants of all parties have received the news that the thousands of Lingxu sound transmission discs were not bought for nothing, and they also began to spread the news everywhere, shouting everywhere.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone on the garbage island was shocked. What's wrong, send a spirit stone? ! !
"Don't worry about it, six thousand low-grade spirit stones per catty? It's free for Jindan monks to pick it up!"
"Don't worry about it, don't lie to us, I can catch a lot with one hand now."
"Six thousand, six thousand low-grade spirit stones?!"
……
The eye sockets of all the Taobao people turned a little scarlet, and they stared at the messengers from all directions, their eyes full of disbelief.
"This is an order from the factory owner. Go to the recycling plant and find Senior Lion to recycle it!"
Mo Fuyang's loud voice spread all over the place, "This order is always in effect. You can question me, but you must not question the factory owner!"
"Yes, thank you, Manager Mo!"
……
There were joyful sounds of hands-on from all parties, and after hearing the factory owner's order, they no longer had any doubts in their eyes.
That's a man of promise, their reborn parents, even if they doubt themselves, they can't doubt him.
Many Taobao people have already started to go crazy, and the entire garbage sea is full of rioting mana, but they all have a subconscious habit of cleaning up the surface filth.
Their qualifications are not high, and their fighting skills are not strong, but they have lived for so many years, they are grateful, and they also feel what respect is.
Mo Fuyang smiled slightly, bowed his hands in all directions, and then went to the next place.
Over the past century, Garbage Island has finally been completely integrated. 10,000+ Taobao people are serving the garbage recycling plant, and the efficiency will be terrifying.
Mo Fuyang also saw in his heart the true purpose of the factory owner, which was not to establish any power at all. He really thought too complicatedly, and he was still concerned about loyalty and disloyalty.
Others sell materials, they receive materials, and join if they want to join. The garbage recycling plant has no inheritance secrets, and it will always be easy to get together and leave.
After hearing the factory owner's remarks, he now feels lighthearted. In the past, he always had delusions of being persecuted, and he was really a bit uncoordinated.
Mo Fuyang shook his head and laughed at himself when he thought of this, he was too scared, but now he is much more open-minded.
Inside the recycling plant.
Night was the rest time. Xiao Chi, Song Heng, and Gu Lisheng got together. They stood outside the recycling plant in pitch darkness, and the bonfire was not lit.
Just sitting around together, Song Huan looked Gu Lisheng up and down, he was a bit high-spirited, not as humble as that.
Song Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing his light: "Gu Lisheng, is what you said true or false? It's a small matter to lie to my friends, but it's a big deal to lie to Brother Gou!"
Roar!
Xiao Chi let out a low growl, his eyes were full of indifference, but he did have a seven-point doubt and three-point belief attitude in his heart.
As soon as this person came up, he was coquettish, and coupled with that majestic aura, he really had the feeling of arrogance.
"Hehe, I'm just down in the family fortune, and the tiger is in Pingyang!"
Gu Lisheng snorted coldly, and his breath became colder and colder, "When the time comes to return in the future, tens of thousands of generals will welcome me, and the whole Xuanweitian will tremble!"
"real or fake..."
Song Huan was full of stomach, he was also a man of low fortune, "I'll tell you the truth, Daoist, I used to have glory days, and I can understand your mood very well."
Xiao Chi's pupils widened slightly, and he took a deep look at him again: "You have such a great background?"
"Hehe, it's just that no one sees it clearly. If you have insight, you will be appointed as the left and right Dharma protectors."
Gu Lisheng spoke in a deep voice, and looked into the distance with sad eyes, "The return date has not yet arrived, so I can only endure the humiliation now!"
"You have a good eye, you actually came to Trash Island." Song Huan smiled, and inadvertently glanced at Xiao Chi, "Then what is your purpose of looking for Brother Gou?"
Xiao Chi growled again, his mane fluttering, very mighty and domineering.
After hearing this, Gu Lisheng's expression finally changed, his momentum weakened, and he said with a flattering smile: "Brother Dog, I want to follow you to sort out the garbage first, and no one can tire you if I'm tired!"
"Fat!"
"Dog brother!"
"This man is talking nonsense and delirious, beat him sober!"
Xiao Chi roared loudly, flames soared into the sky, and suppressed Gu Lisheng with one claw, "Beat him!"
"Ah? Ah!" Gu Lisheng's eyes were tearing, and he shouted with a stern expression, "My words are true, the heavens can learn from them!!!"
Song Huan giggled wretchedly, looking at Gu Lisheng who was pressed down by Xiao Chi's paws, several tomb-exploring magic tools and even a stick of incense appeared in his hands.
Roar! !
"Ah!!! Brother Dog, Master Dao, please don't~~~"
Gu Lisheng let out a terrifying scream and was beaten to the ground and rolled all over the ground. He had no demeanor of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he didn't even dare to resist. It was still possible to tell the difference between two people beating him and tens of thousands of people beating him.
After a stick of incense.
Gu Lisheng put his powerless hands on the ground, trembling slightly, his face was red and swollen from the beating, showing a sausage mouth, what a shame, a shame! !
"Hehe, dare to lie to us?"
Song Huan put his hands behind his back and smiled treacherously, "Brother Dog, what should I do with him? Should I find a place to bury him? Xiaodao, I am proficient in the way of tombs. If I suppress him, he will never be reborn forever."
"Fatty, I think it's better to eat it. Nascent Soul is also a great tonic for spirit beasts."
Xiao Chi licked his paw, his eyes were showing a bloodthirsty gleam, "Then bury it again, in this barren mountain, it shouldn't be a big deal to die."
"Dog brother!!"
Gu Lisheng's expression became more and more miserable, and he raised his head in an instant and shouted, "I was wrong!!!"
This poodle and fat Taoist, Gu Lisheng roared in his heart. He thought that the garbage recycling plant was full of people like Mo Guanshi, but he didn't expect to enter the den of bandits!
"Hahaha..."
Xiao Chi and Song Huan laughed and pointed at Gu Lisheng, just to scare him and make him less bragging.
But after this point, they really accepted Gu Lisheng, but the latter said some exaggerated things from time to time, which amused them and made jokes from time to time.
After making Gu Lisheng quite annoyed, especially when he was losing his temper, Song Huan started digging a hole and said he was going to bury him!
He also obediently followed Xiao Chigan to carry the garbage, and finally found a job on the garbage island.
It's just that Mo Fuyang never paid attention to him, so he could only chat with Xiao Chi and Song Huan.
Gu Lisheng seemed to be aloof, but he actually had a lot of truths. He liked Xiao Chi and Song Huan very much, and gradually became strange brothers, often fighting each other when they disagreed.
