Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling saw that the senior brother and second senior sister had actually sold so many spiritual stones! Before he could speak, Zixuan took away her share of 1.5 million spirit stones with a smile.

"Master, I will keep these spiritual stones for the time being! From now on, we will refine more elixirs so that the monks in the Northern Wilderness can buy them if they don't want to!"

Speaking of this, Zixuan smiled slyly, as if she had thought of something, and asked Ye Ling for some healing elixirs.

Ye Lingqi said: "You are not injured, what do you need the healing elixir for?"

Zixuan said leisurely: "Master, think about it! With thousands of monks entering the Netherworld Cave to practice, it is inevitable that someone will be injured. If I send healing elixirs in time at that time, why don't they have to spend a lot of money to buy them?"

Hearing what she said made some sense, Ye Ling nodded and said, "That's right! Then I'd better take this opportunity to refine some more healing medicine!"

Wang Shiyuan and Liang Yuzhu even agreed with both hands, leaving their junior brother and Zixuan to set up the alchemy furnace to refine pills in the water curtain formation, while they meditated and rested in the formation outside.

As night falls, the mountain front of Netherworld Cave is covered with clouds. Along with the miserable wind and melancholy clouds, a large area of ​​fog fills the air.

Speaking of the monks who came here, they have been stationed here for a few days and have long been accustomed to such a scene. They are hiding in the formation flags one by one, waiting for the formation, and at the same time reminding their companions:

"Go back to the formation flag, the ghost mist has started again!"

"The mountains and forests around Netherworld Cave are filled with ghost fog at night, which is very dangerous. Not only is it accompanied by poisonous fog, which makes people lose their minds, but what's even worse is that people can easily lose their way in the ghost fog!"

"The night before, two monks from our team went to the mountain to hunt for treasures, relying on their poison-proof magic weapon to protect their bodies, but they failed to come back! When they were found again the next day, their bodies were hanging on the branches of the trees in front of the mountain!"

There are rumors everywhere about the horror of ghost fog.

Zixuan, who was accompanying Ye Ling and choosing spiritual herbs for him, quietly let go of her spiritual consciousness and snorted coldly: "It's just pretending to be a ghost! The ghost mist is actually the dead energy of the rotting demon corpse in the back mountain, mixed in the mountain wind. It spread out at night, and there were remnants of ghost cultivators from the Netherworld Cave nearby waiting for an opportunity to appear. Seeing that there were so many people here, they didn't dare to invade openly, so they could only kill some lone people in order to scare them away. The monks gathered in front of Netherworld Cave."

Ye Ling nodded slightly: "I see! But I'm afraid these remnants of the Netherworld Ghost Cultivators won't dare to approach tonight. The Divine Lord has arrived, and the Netherworld Cave is about to open. If they still dare to show their faces, they will definitely be killed by the Divine Lord!"

It was almost the second watch, and it was hard to see any fingers in the ghostly mist. At this moment, a huge creature flew lightly and landed outside their station.

A smile curled up at the corner of Zixuan's lips: "Here comes the big cat! This guy is very cautious and doesn't alert anyone else."

Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, then realized that the big cat Zixuan was talking about should be the white tiger, the spiritual beast that protects the gods!

"Since Tiger Lord is here, God Lord will be here soon! Come on, let's go out and have a look!"

Later, Ye Ling and Zixuan passed through the water curtain restriction, but saw that Lu Binglan and the others had already come out of the formation to greet them.

Tiger Lord seemed to be afraid of alarming others, so he tried his best to control his aura, put his head to the edge of the formation, and in a muffled voice sent out his spiritual thoughts to everyone: "This mist is really evil! I still rely on my collar to wear copper. Only then did I find Miss Lu’s location.”