Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The Jindan ghost cultivator was in doubt and alert. When he led the skeleton puppets far away and no longer saw the figure of the monk in the moon-white satin robe, he breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously wiped his forehead.

Only then did he react. Since he fell into the ghost path and started practicing again, he was no longer a cultivator in the flesh, so how could he sweat coldly! It can be seen how many years it has been since he was so scared.

And this cultivator in the moon-white satin robe was able to take the storage bag so calmly at the battle between the Wuzhou government and the Wandering Soul Fort on Hanshui Ridge. He was not afraid of any of them in the Wandering Soul Fort. Obviously, he was fearless and was not someone he could provoke!

Especially the death of Gu Hongzi, which made him feel scared! Even the peak powerhouses in the middle stage of the Jindan were not his opponents, and they died in a very short time. It shows how terrible the monk in the moon-white satin robe is!

"This person must have hidden his cultivation, it must be like this!"

When the Jindan ghost cultivator sank into the ghost path, he had already died once. He had finally cultivated to this day and didn't want to die again! Especially when he saw that the Yuebaiduan monk didn't even let go of Gu Hongzi's body, he felt a chill in his spine and shuddered!

So the Jindan ghost cultivator turned a blind eye to Ye Ling's disappearance and didn't dare to pursue it anymore, just as if nothing had happened. He didn't dare to say hello to his companions, and even feared that Ye Ling would misunderstand, so he stayed away from the people in Youhun Castle and continued to lead his skeleton puppets to attack the pass on Hanshui Ridge.

But he was a little bit nervous, and from time to time he glanced at the skeleton puppets behind him, fearing that the monk in the Yuebaiduan long gown was still mixed in, and even polite to the skeleton puppets he refined.

At this time, Ye Ling was still in the state of water hiding. He saw that the cultivators of Wuzhou government and the ghost cultivators of Youhun Fort were fighting fiercely on Hanshui Ridge. The corpses were everywhere. Both sides had no time to clean up the battlefield and count the spoils.

Ye Ling cleaned up for them on the ridge, doing the business of sitting back and reaping the benefits. He shuttled back and forth in the battlefield and collected storage bags one by one.

Once the soldiers of Wuzhou government or the ghost cultivators of Youhun Fort were killed, whether they were in the Jindan stage or the foundation building stage, Ye Ling would always rush forward at the first time, take away the storage bags, and even the ownerless flying swords, and put them all in his pocket.

The battle between the two sides was fierce. No one paid too much attention at the beginning. In the end, when they were exhausted from fighting, they watched helplessly as the spoils they had obtained suddenly disappeared. They disappeared under their noses, and they couldn't help but get angry.

"Who! Who?! The storage bag is mine, it's my trophy!"

"Whose wandering soul did it? Hand it over to me!"

The ghost cultivators in the Wandering Soul Castle noticed something was wrong one by one, and thought that it was their own people who ordered the wandering ghosts to do it, so they couldn't help but yell.

The Jindan ghost cultivator who had seen Ye Ling before heard his companions noticed the clues and was still yelling there, and was afraid to avoid them, so he just focused on breaking the formation and attacking the pass.

When Ye Ling saw that the ghost cultivators in the Wandering Soul Castle noticed something, he mixed into the Wuzhou government team again, went in and out of the broken mountain protection formation several times, took away the storage bags and waist badges of the corpses, and finally accumulated dozens of tokens of Wuzhou officials and soldiers, including not only lieutenants and soldiers, but also the deputy commander of Hanshui Pass!

"That's enough! I don't believe that with so many tokens of Wuzhou officers and soldiers, I can't get into Wuzhou City!"

Ye Ling weighed the heavy storage bag, passed through the broken mountain protection formation and the pass where fierce fighting was still going on, crossed the mountains and ridges, and headed north.

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