I open a farm in the world of cultivation

In the Yongye Mountains, in the underground cave, a strange spiritual light flickered slightly.

In the Qiankun Cave, in a main hall, Wang Hao sat cross-legged, his body covered with a layer of five-color glow.

The five-color glow rises and falls rhythmically, as if it can breathe.

After a while, Wang Hao opened his eyes and took out a big breath. Although his injury had not fully recovered, it still affected his ability to do something.

If it were other monks, they would be able to recover after cultivating for decades!

He had all kinds of miraculous medicines, and his physical body was weaker than the true spirit of the same level, so he recovered so quickly!

Wang Hao stopped running his technique, and the five-colored glow immediately dissipated. With a thought, he appeared in the farm area and came to the plot of land where the Ningxian grass grew.

There is a trace of fairy power in the Ningxian grass, which is difficult to cultivate artificially. Wang Hao initially thought that it could not be grown on the farm. Now it seems that his worries are somewhat unnecessary.

The Ningxian grass in the farm is growing very well, even better than the one Wang Hao took.

"In another ten years, they should be mature enough for Ling'er and the others to try to hit the Mahayana stage!"

Wang Hao had a smile on his face, and with the Nine Yin Divine Stone and the Immortal Condensation Grass, coupled with the True Spirit Origin, the Golden Jade Immortal Flower and other items, Wang Ling'er had at least a 70% chance of success.

The second Mahayana monk appears in the Wang family, and the pressure on him can be lighter!

After inspecting the farm, Wang Hao returned to the main hall and found out that Ao Yunguang and Wang Ling'er were in retreat, so he left the Qiankun Cave alone without disturbing them!

He glanced around and found no monks from the Yaksha tribe, so he immediately turned into a blue bird and flew away.

Although he had put many backup plans in place, he still felt a little relieved when he went back to see it in person.

…

Deep in the Ghost Abyss, Ye Liuyun came here alone. In a simple cave, he could vaguely see a large number of mysterious rune restrictions!

"You're finally here, 녦놆 has thought about it," a slightly deep female voice sounded.

Ye Liuyun stopped, looked at the simple cave with fear, and said in a solemn voice: "I agree to your conditions, but I need you to deal with Wang Hao first."

Ye Liuyun's heart skipped a beat and he walked into the cave.

The cave is still very simple, with only a few stone tables and chairs. A woman in white is sitting on top, with a calm face and a cold aura exuding from her body!

If Wang Hao were here, he would definitely be very surprised, because this person is a white ghost, but she now has a physical body again and looks less normal.

"Wang Hao is not that easy to deal with. Among the ghosts in the abyss, there is still a young master who is loyal to him," the white ghost said lightly, his red lips parted.

"If it was easier to deal with, would Ye Mou still ask fellow Taoist to help him? Fellow Taoist comes from the Mayfly tribe, is he still afraid of Wang Haocheng?" Ye Liuyun said in a condensed voice.

"놊Use the method of provoking generals. Bai and Wang Hao already have 꿩. Even if you come, I will find trouble with him sooner or later," Bai Gui sneered.

"Then stop gossiping. This collection of Wang Hao's essence and blood, I hope fellow Taoist can succeed," Ye Liuyun threw a red porcelain bottle!

Wang Hao was seriously injured in the Yongye Mountains and lost a lot of blood. Ye Liuyun had someone collect Wang Hao's blood in order to make a deal with the bones!

"There is so much essence and blood. It seems that Wang Hao's injuries are minor. He will probably succeed this time. However, if you want to cast a spell-killing formation, you still need to set up the formation and need a variety of materials.

You need to collect this list as soon as possible. The sooner you start, the greater the hope of success. When Wang Hao recovers, we will have no chance. Fellow Taoist should understand that Bai Bai can go to Wang Hao to fight to the death! "

The white ghost threw a jade slip.

Ye Liuyun took another look and frowned, but finally agreed, "No problem, I have most of the things in the Yaksha tribe's warehouse. I will gather all the materials for you in up to five days!" "

"Well, time is not a problem. Taoist friends will prepare ten more formation masters to assist me with the formation. This can also save some time. If the formation is set up more securely, the problem of Wang Hao will be eliminated."

The mayfly tribe is best at controlling insects, but there are many other ways to control insects by simply driving spiritual insects to fight against the enemy. White Ghost has mastered a method of controlling insects that is combined with spells. With the help of blood that has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, Silkworm, she can cast spells on enemies tens of billions of miles away.

Now that Wang Hao's blood essence has been obtained, she is even more confident!

"Then I'll trouble you, fellow Taoist. If you need anything, I'll have it delivered as soon as possible!" Ye Liuyun said politely, letting the white ghost take action would have to pay a price, but as long as he could kill Wang Hao, It’s worth every penny!

"You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Ye. We will cooperate sincerely and it will be easy to destroy the Wang family." Bai Gui is full of confidence. With a large formation and the other party's blood, she is 99% sure!

…

Above a sea area, Wang Hao stepped on auspicious clouds and was galloping.

Looking at the familiar sea area, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally we're almost there."

It took him nearly a month to recover from his injuries, and several more days to travel. To be honest, he knew that the dust had probably settled by now, and there was no point in going back.

But let him take a look at the situation of the Wang family. How can he feel relieved? How can he be in the mood to retreat for healing?

Suddenly, Wang Hao stopped and looked at the sky. At this moment, he felt as if he was being stared at by something, and a terrifying aura began to spread!

The next moment, Wang Hao's pupils shrank, his facial features became distorted, and he let out a miserable sound.

A large number of black runes appeared and wrapped around Wang Hao's body. Wang Hao felt as if his soul was torn apart, the pain was unbearable, and the blood in his body surged, as if it would explode in the next moment!

"Curse, who?" As a master of spells, Wang Hao noticed the abnormality at the first time, and his figure flashed and appeared in the Qiankun Cave.

Qiankun Cave cannot isolate the influence of spells, but there is a place that can.

Wang Hao's body flashed a few times and came to the boundless sea of ​​blood. He plunged directly into the sea of ​​blood without any hesitation.

The sea of ​​blood rolled, the disgusting breath spread, and countless blood runes emerged.

Surprisingly, these blood runes can effectively block the twisted black runes.

All things are interdependent and mutually restrained. Spells are usually guided by blood, but how powerful is the blood in the sea of ​​blood? How can the blood that triggers the spell be an opponent?

In the ghost abyss, outside a huge magic circle, Bai Gui stood in front of the altar, pinching her hands and silently chanting some spells.

In front of her, a green fleshworm was lying in a white jade coffin, with its body twisted, as if it was suffering great pain.

Upon closer observation, it was found that there was a mass of blood on the fleshworm, which was caused by Wang Hao's blood essence. Bai Gui attacked the fleshworm and directly affected Wang Hao, who was billions of miles away.

Ye Liuyun stood in the distance, watching quietly, with a somewhat nervous look.

The Yaksha monks were relatively familiar with spells, but it was the first time he heard of spells to kill Mahayana monks.