Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Shu Hua and Ding Sihai looked at each other, not believing their eyes for a moment.

These mummies that had forced them into danger were now so vulnerable in the hands of these half-human, half-ghost corpse drivers.

They didn't even need to do anything, just formed a circle, and the mummies around them started killing each other.

The thunderclouds in the sky gradually subsided, and Shu Hua was about to step forward to say hello and express his gratitude, but Qi Chen and others didn't give them a chance, and hurried to another battlefield with a large group of mummies.

"What are they holding in their hands?"

Ding Sihai found the thunder-transforming talismans pasted on the foreheads of the mummies. It seemed that these talismans made the thunder that struck the corpses gradually dissipate, and did not revive the mummies that were completely dead.

Shu Hua looked closely, and it was true!

The disciples of the corpse-driving hall were familiar with sticking talismans on the surrounding mummies in the melee.

Soon, the fight turned into a one-sided massacre.

The head elder of the Eight Directions Pavilion watched for half an hour, and in this time, he had almost solved nearly a thousand mummies! The pressure of besieging them was greatly reduced!

"Elder Qi, those people are always looking at us, what should we do?"

Being stared at, Li Ming felt uncomfortable.

"Since the head elder asked us to come here, he must have expected this situation to happen, so we don't need to worry about it, just do what we should do." Qi Chen said indifferently.

Their task is to refill these 500 abandoned spirit stones. Now 300 pieces have been completed. At this speed, it can be completed smoothly within one day.

This task is still too easy for them. They only need to be responsible for sticking talismans, and the rest is the mummies' own business.

Time passed quickly. Seeing that the people in the corpse-driving hall slowed down, Shu Hua finally couldn't hold back and flew into the corpse tide. He took the initiative to clasp his fists and said, "Hello, fellow Taoists."

"Who are you?"

"The headmaster of the Eight Directions Pavilion, Shu Hua!"

"Oh, hello, headmaster Shu." Qi Chen's expression was a little strange. He had a hundred mistrusts for other immortals.

Or, in other words, except Chen Mo.

He would be alert to everyone he met.

"Thank you for your help!" Shu Hua clasped his fists and bowed sincerely.

"It's okay, the headmaster asked us to come."

"Brother Chen?"

"Do you know our headmaster?"

When Chen Mo was mentioned, Qi Chen immediately became excited.

The admiration in his eyes could not be hidden!

"Yes, I had the opportunity to meet you in my early years. Brother Chen is indeed a dragon among men." This was a compliment and came from the heart. At least, the other party could do it in terms of clearing the corpse tide, while they in the Eight Directions Pavilion were helpless.

"Of course!"

"May I ask what these are?" Shu Hua pointed to the talismans and spirit stones not far away and asked.

"It's not convenient to tell you." Qi Chen's smile faded and he became alert again, "Anyway, these are all given to us by the headmaster."

"Can you show me..."

"No!"

Qi Chen instantly controlled several third-level mummies to block the headmaster and elders of Bafang Pavilion. They were like children protecting their favorite toys. As long as the other party dared to come forward, they would let the mummies bite them.

Shu Hua and others were not stupid, but these talismans were related to the life and death of Bafang Pavilion. After hesitating for a moment, they said: "In this case, I can only go to pay a visit to Brother Chen!"

"Then go, go, go, we still have to complete the task."

Li Ming muttered, and then the disciples of the Corpse Driving Hall moved to another place in a mighty manner and began to harvest.

Shu Hua hesitated for a while, and finally told Ding Sihai and others a few words, and went to Motai Mountain alone.

The Immortal Gate needs someone to take charge. If the Golden Core is gone, it may not last long.

It took Shu Hua nearly three hours to get from Bafang Pavilion to Motai Mountain at his flying speed. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, a red afterimage passed over his head.

The speed was too fast, and he didn't even have time to observe.

Shu Hua knew that there were various third-level formations around Motai Mountain. If he entered blindly, there was a high probability that he would be trapped inside.

But he and Chen Mo didn't have a pair of Yin-Yang sound transmission tubes. After thinking for a while, he only had the most primitive way!

He gathered his confidence, poured spiritual energy into his voice, and shouted:

"Master Chen! Shu Hua of Bafang Pavilion comes to pay his respects!"

"Master Chen! Shu Hua of Bafang Pavilion comes to pay his respects!"

"..."

After shouting three times, the mummies at the foot of the mountain attracted a lot, but there was no response.

Finally, after waiting for half a cup of tea, a huge turtle crawled out of the formation and looked over.

"Are you Shu Hua?"

Shu Hua was stunned.

He had never been to Motai Mountain, let alone Changge Spirit Pond, so he naturally didn't know this chatterbox old turtle who could speak human language, so he nodded subconsciously.

The sense of oppression given to him by this turtle was even stronger than that of the monks from the Corpse Driving Hall just now!

"How do you know my master? Where did you know him? Is there any proof that you are not a bad guy in disguise..."

The old turtle asked several irrelevant questions in a row.

This made Shu Hua speechless after trying to answer a few questions.

"Can't answer? If you can't answer, don't go in." The old turtle waved his hand, and his huge body turned 180 degrees on the spot, "Bye, goodbye, goodbye..."

And at this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the formation.

Then he stepped on the old turtle's head.

"Are you talking nonsense?"

The next moment, the serious style suddenly became flattering.

"Master, you came out in person? How can you come out in person? I just wanted to carry your friend in to find you."

"Master, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have become much more heroic..."

Chen Mo glared at the old turtle.

It's useless.

"Master, although your friend is not as good as you, he also looks extraordinary."

"Shut up!" Chen Mo scolded.

However, it was still useless.

Shu Hua looked at the absurd scene in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

Chen Mo took out a bunch of fruits he didn't recognize and threw them into the turtle's mouth, and the noisy guy shut up obediently.

"Master Shu, I'm sorry for my negligence!" Chen Mo clasped his fists and said.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Once, just a few years ago.

When they went to Yanyun Mountain, the cultivator in front of them was only at the peak of foundation building.

But what about now?

Just one of the monsters he raised seemed to have the strength to tear him apart.

The gap between the two sides has been pulled to a point where it is beyond reach!

"Please come this way."

Chen Mo led the other party to the reception pavilion at the foot of Motai Peak. The reason why he did not come here immediately was because Elder Qi Chen and others had returned, and the two sides had a conversation.

By the way, he also talked about Shu Hua of Bafang Pavilion.