Chapter 358 Brother Xun got rich!

Mo Fuyang fell into deep thought and didn't quite understand what the senior said, nor did he know what he had experienced before and where he came from.

He then changed the topic and said respectfully: "Senior, if these garbage are thrown here, it can be digested by the sea, or it can be slowly purified by the spiritual grass everywhere, without causing any damage to the roots."

"A lot of garbage will even be swept into the void and shattered by space storms."

"But if that garbage accumulates in the spiritual veins of those big forces for many years, the damage will be too great."

"Although there won't be any problems for hundreds of years, over thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, the spiritual veins will be eroded by the evolution of time!"

"This is an authoritative conclusion reached by countless powerful people, and it is also for the general environment of Xuan Weitian's cultivation world."

"So these garbage must be cleaned up uniformly and cannot be buried for a long time."

"In the end, the great forces of all races decided to dump the garbage on the edge of Xuanweitian. These garbage islands are the best way to deal with it. There are no living creatures and there are no sought-after resources for cultivating immortals."

Mo Fuyang explained a lot in one breath, and he completely understood that this senior was an outsider who knew nothing.

So he also said in detail that you can't take the elixir from your senior in vain.

"I see. No wonder the aura of heaven and earth here is so majestic. Firstly, it has great influence. Secondly, the immortal cultivators here attach great importance to the environment of the immortal world."

Chen Xun shook his head and chuckled, then looked sideways at Mo Fuyang, "Little friend, where did the 'Qingchen Mist Underworld Ship' come from? This kind of space technology is probably far superior to the teleportation array."

Speaking of this, Mo Fuyang became a little excited. He was not from the Mengmu Great Sea Area, but came from the "Swallowing Star Immortal City" in Nanyu Continent, which is his hometown!

It was a huge and boundless fairy city full of all kinds of fantasy colors.

Those magnificent buildings stand tall in the sky, and there are spiritual plants dotting the sky and the sun everywhere. All kinds of huge transport ships pass by the sky every day, and the big auction is held every year...

There was hope in his eyes, and he was a little absent-minded for a moment. He broke out in a cold sweat and responded quickly:

"Senior! There is a huge force in Xuanweitian called Wuming. It is a force recognized by all the clans in Xuanweitian. There are countless immortal cultivators working for it. The system is huge, but the threshold is quite high."

"I heard that in order to enter Wuming, wisdom, strength, and character are all indispensable. Many Taoist disciples even serve there, and their power is overwhelming."

Mo Fuyang's eyes were blank and he seemed to be imagining, "The Qingchen Wu Ming Ship was created by the weapon refiner master there to recycle the remaining garbage from all the major fairy cities and forces."

"And this is just one of Wu Ming's industries. They have many immortal cultivators who practice space Taoism, and there are even people who are as smart as demons, who control the general direction for Wu Ming."

"Senior, this junior can only understand so much for the time being. Wu Ming... is really beyond my cognition."

After he finished speaking, he also deeply handed over his hand. He was too insignificant, just like an ant facing a mountain in the sky. This kind of power was definitely not something that an individual cultivator could resist. The strongest would have its own strong hand.

Damn...

Chen Xun swallowed secretly, Wu Ming, Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance, each of these forces was more terrifying than the other, and each one was larger in size.

I'm afraid that if they reveal any resources, they can raise the strength of the entire small realm of immortality to a higher level. Their structure is no longer dedicated to the strength of individual immortality cultivators.

The lifespan of a strong person who has overcome the tribulation is only 20,000 years, but the inheritance can last for more than that many years.

Chen Xun's concept of the world of immortality was being subverted again and again, and he felt the backwardness of his original civilization of small-scale immortality...

Their small world is still stuck in the road of individual strength and fighting for opportunities. He and Lao Niu did not escape this strange circle in the first place.

"Mo~~" The big black bull opened his eyes wide, looked at Chen Xun blankly, and gave him a hard kiss.

"Old Niu..." Chen Xun held its head with a look of sadness on his face, "It's okay, take your time, this world is really wonderful."

"Moo~" The big black cow laughed and rubbed against Chen Xun.

Xiaohe's eyes opened wider and wider, and she clutched the corner of Chen Xun's clothes tightly. She couldn't imagine it at all, so she could only listen.

Little Red's mane stood on end, and there was some fear in his eyes. The impact of the five large ships on it was quite strong.

Now you are told that it is just an ordinary garbage ship, or is it just one of Wu Ming's industries? ! You don’t even brag like this! !

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In the distance, the sea surface can be seen clearly. It is shining with extraordinary light under the sunlight. The sea water is sparkling blue and full of aura. No edges can be seen, and no other islands can be seen.

But these mountains and seas of garbage dumps have really ruined this beautiful scenery.

The entire coastline is about to be covered, constantly emitting gray-white turbidity, and there is even a lot of garbage washed away by the sea water.

These Taobao people didn't mind at all and kept using their magic power to search.

Especially those shiny metals are the top priority they are looking for. From time to time, they can see a head emerging from the garbage mountain...

These rubbish are all kinds of weird, including everything, including a huge damaged hull, exuding a rotten smell, probably picked up by some force after a war.

Almost all Taobao people everywhere are in the Nascent Soul stage, and occasionally one or two Golden Core stage monks can be seen.

However, they did not interfere with each other. They only said hello and called fellow Taoist when they met. They were all people with the most mediocre qualifications. Even if they were picking up garbage, they would not accept their ordinary fate and still work hard to live.

There is too much garbage here, and there is no fight at all. It is not easy to get such a long life, and it is not worth a hundred years of life for mortals.

Their fighting skills are not strong in the first place. They are all cultivators at the lowest level like Mo Fuyang who can cross the threshold of their hearts. They are all reduced to picking up garbage. There is no need to fight life and death. There will always be problems one day if they make enemies everywhere.

Before long, they had reached the edge of the garbage dump.

Mo Fuyang glanced at them carefully, wondering if these seniors could accept such a scene. This is a place where no spiritual beasts come, and it is also the garbage resource that cultivators despise the most...

Chen Xun and the others looked at the garbage scene without changing their expressions. They had never seen anything in the world. Blocking the door of the home of hundreds of millions of people, swimming in the long river of blood, the mere Xuanweitian garbage dump was nothing.

He put away the small broken boat and floated away, followed by Dahei Niu and others.

tread...

Chen Xun walked on the ground, picked up a dark object that was hard to distinguish from its original appearance, and asked casually: "Little friend, are you just picking up these things to exchange for resources for cultivation?"

"Senior, please don't touch these things. Junior, just come."

Mo Fuyang hurried forward, looking a little panicked, "This kind of thing has no effect. It is completely useless. Don't get your hands dirty."

Chen Xun stopped him with one hand and looked very calm: "It's okay, there's no need to do anything extra."

Xiaohe rode on Xiaochi, and they actually ran to a small mountain of garbage. Xiaochi shouted excitedly: "Brother Xun, you've made a fortune! No one wants these materials!"

It was so excited that its mane was trembling. Its own possessions were not that rich. They were all used for the foundation building period. This place was simply a treasure!

"Brother, there are so many materials! I saw the Xuanji Talisman!"

Xiaohe also stretched out his little hands and shouted, with no concern in his eyes, "There are many, many things I haven't seen before!"

"Moo!"

The big black cow wagged its tail and barked in that direction, telling them to be careful.

"Brother Niu, don't worry! We will never leave your sight!"

Xiao Chi roared, his flame light consciousness had already covered him, and he never got carried away, "Sister He and I will just take a look."

"Hmm, second brother, don't worry!" Xiao He smiled sweetly and summoned up the courage to shout, "Brother, I'm just going to play for a while."

Chen Xun raised his head, smiled, and continued to observe. The big black cow still stayed beside Chen Xun and didn't go anywhere.

For some reason, Mo Fuyang looked at this scene with some sadness in his eyes, but he naturally hid it with a sincere smile on his face.

Buzz!

There was a faint flash of light, and Chen Xun had begun to use the power of the Five Elements. The waste black material impurities were being decomposed...purified...

Mo Fuyang's mouth opened wider and wider, and his pupils almost shrank into a small black dot.

The big black bull is snorting in wonder, and the Five Elements Immortal Way decomposes the power of all things!

The light in Chen Xun's eyes was beginning to look like a spiritual stone, and his smile was becoming more and more weird.

"Old cow..."

"Moo~~"

One person and one cow slowly looked at each other and started to smile crookedly. The sea breeze caressed their faces, as if they were back in the happiest days.