Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp

Yellow smoke clouds rose from under the four hooves of the Nine Sword Tiger Beast.

The color is a little light and hazy.

But it is like a lotus growing step by step, running freely in the void, as if walking on flat ground.

"This is a bit outrageous..."

Xia Chen was finally moved.

The monster beasts previously bred with the Seven-leaf Sword Grass gene had stronger attack power at most and could burst out sword energy. They had awakened their innate magical powers and could compete with those ancient relics.

Although ancient relics are rare, Shiwandashan is not without them.

For example, not long after he arrived at Qingzhu Peak, he, Bamboo Horse, and Seven-leaf Sword Grass had ambushed a first-class evil tiger at the foot of the mountain.

The evil tiger is also an ancient relic. It has awakened its innate magical power. The divine pattern on its forehead can evolve into vertical eyes and release a terrifying black light.

If Zhu Ma hadn't taken the initiative to block the blow, Xia Chen would have been seriously injured at that time.

Even if ancient relics possess innate magical powers, they generally cannot fly in the air without wings.

It can jump up to a hundred feet high, and can run quickly, and its speed is not weaker than those of monster birds.

Only truly purebred ancient ferocious beasts have the ability to travel across the sky.

Xia Chen grabbed the green-maned pony that was running happily not far away, and was ready to verify it again.

The green-maned pony inherited the powerful body of the bamboo horse, with a hard and flexible skin that can withstand powerful attacks.

A hair was plucked and placed in animal genetic culture fluid.

After that, it is mixed with Somersault Cloud's genes and injected into the cloned egg.

Not long after, a pony broke out of its shell, its hair turned yellow, and it kept running around in Xia Chen's hands.

It is impossible for a newborn monster to awaken its innate magical powers, and it needs to be fed for a period of time.

After handing the pony over to Xiao Yun'er to feed, Xia Chen returned to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Nowadays, almost all Sishoudian chicken farmers have replaced their spiritual chickens with new varieties of broilers and laying hens.

Suddenly, the number of spirit eggs and broiler chickens in the Si Beast Hall increased sharply.

"Palace Master, what should we do with the extra spiritual eggs and broiler chickens?" Zhao Kui asked.

After the broiler chickens are mature, they are ready for slaughter.

Keeping them raised will just waste feed and increase costs.

As for the spirit eggs, they cannot be stored for a long time, as they will go bad over time.

"First of all, for the inner disciples, each person should add two red-feathered quail eggs every day!"

Although the eggs laid by red-feathered quail are very small, they can lay more than ten eggs at a time.

A red-feathered quail chicken can lay up to a hundred eggs in a month.

The number of inner disciples is less than 800.

So it doesn’t cost much eggs.

However, this move can enhance the prestige of the Beast Division Hall among the inner disciples, and is not a loss-making deal.

"Do you also want to increase the number of elders and deacons?" Zhao Kui asked.

Xia Chen nodded, and then said: "The remaining spiritual eggs and broilers will be sold to the outer disciples, and we will support the contribution point transaction!"

For a long time, the Immortal Sect's requirements for the Beast Division Hall were not high, as long as they could maintain the meat consumption of the inner disciples, elders, and deacons.

As for the remaining meat, Sishoudian will handle it by itself.

However, the former Si Beast Hall could barely maintain the sect's meat supply, and there wasn't much left at all.

Things are different now.

Breeds have been improved, and the warehouses are filled with mountains of eggs and a large number of broiler chickens waiting to be slaughtered.

There are tens of thousands of outer disciples of Tianyan Immortal Sect.

Most of them are monks in the early to mid-term, they don't have many spiritual stones, and they rarely buy monster meat on weekdays.

Buying one or two spiritual fish occasionally is considered a luxury.

As for spiritual eggs, there are not many on the market.

Many of them are monks who buy one or two spiritual chickens and raise them. The spiritual eggs they lay are either eaten by themselves or sold.

If the eggs stored in the Si Beast Hall are sold and the price is lowered, they will definitely be sought after by the outer disciples.

After explaining the specific matters, Xia Chen came to Chixia Mountain again.

Chixia Mountain is one of the third-level spiritual mountains of the Tianyan Immortal Sect, and is the dojo of Jindan Master Wu Chongtian.

Originally, third-level spiritual veins should have abundant spiritual energy.

But as the fourth-order spiritual vein of Tianyan Immortal Sect slowly dried up, the other third-order spiritual veins that were branches were naturally not much better.

Not long after entering the mountains, I saw a divine rainbow piercing the void in front of me.

After a while, it stopped and a figure appeared, it was Lu Mingyuan.

"Where are you from, Fellow Daoist Xia?"

"I wonder if Master Wu is in the mountain?" Xia Chen asked.

Lu Mingyuan nodded and said: "The real person has just returned from Tianyan Immortal Palace. Fellow Daoist Xia can go to the main peak to pay homage on his own. If I go out for something, I will not accompany you!"

"Brother Lu Dao, let's go!"

Xia Chen cupped his hands.

Not long after, he arrived at the main peak of Chixia Mountain.

Various flowers grow on the mountain peaks, white cranes are flying, fairy deer are singing, and jade rabbits are galloping.

The light shone in many places, Xia Chen's eyes were like lightning, and he naturally knew that this was caused by some rare elixir.

In particular, several ancient trees more than ten feet high were covered with fist-sized red fruits, which were clearly third-level elixirs.

However, these elixirs have brilliance flowing on them, and they are obviously blessed with powerful prohibition formations to prevent them from being accidentally eaten by the spiritual beasts in the mountains or picked at will by the disciples.

On the top of the mountain, the palaces are scattered high and low, magnificent and majestic, with red walls, yellow tiles, painted pillars and carved beams, and they are magnificent.

There are disciples guarding the door.

Soon after entering the report, someone took him in.

In the main hall, Wu Zhongtian was sitting at the head of the table, tasting spiritual tea.

After some greetings, Xia Chen took his seat.

Then a disciple served a cup of spiritual tea, which was filled with mist and fragrance.

"This spiritual tea was given by the head brother. You came at the right time." Wu Chongtian said with a smile.

"Thank you so much, Master!"

Xia Chen was not polite. After all, since he took up the position of deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall, he was truly a direct descendant of Wu Zhongtian.

He is also happy to see the results.

With the support of Jin Dan Zhenren, you can do many things freely.

This tea has a green color and bright soup. After taking a sip, the tea is fragrant and sweet, and the spiritual energy is rich. It seems that the body and soul have been cleansed.

"What important business do you have here?" Wu Chongtian took a sip of spiritual tea.

"The fourth-level spiritual veins of the Immortal Sect are about to dry up. Because of the feedback from the earth spirits, Chixia Mountain will soon be reduced to a dead place in a few years. I wonder if the real person has any countermeasures?" Xia Chen asked.

"How come I don't know about this? The Immortal Sect is also gradually developing into the Shiwan Mountain, but they are all second-level spiritual veins, which are of little use."

Wu Zhongtian sighed.

The periphery of Shiwandashan is basically filled with first and second level spiritual veins.

These levels of spiritual veins are enough for monks in the foundation-building stage to practice, but for Jindan Daoist, it is a bit reluctant.

The level of spiritual energy is not enough, and it needs to be refined, which will undoubtedly greatly increase the training time.

However, the Shiwandashan Mountains are vast and boundless, with continuous peaks and boundless peaks.

It will take a lot of time to find the third-level spiritual veins.

Moreover, third-level spiritual veins are often found deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where there are often powerful monsters roaming around, and there are even fourth-level monsters lingering there.

Even though he is a real Jin Dan, he does not dare to stay deep in the Shiwan Mountain for a long time.

"I do have some information about the third-level spiritual veins of Shiwanda Mountain, but the specific situation requires a real person to investigate in person!" Xia Chen said slowly.

"Is this serious?"

Wu Zhongtian was a little excited, and the spiritual tea in his hand overflowed a little.

"This third-level spiritual vein is not too deep into the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is about three thousand miles away from the outside. This is what I accidentally found from an elder of the Huangquan Sect in the Hanging Domain." Xia Chen said.

"Underworld Sect? That's it..."

Wu Zhongtian suddenly understood.

The Huangquan Sect is located deep in the Shiwanda Mountain and has a long history. Naturally, it knows the Shiwandashan very well.

"I am deeply pleased that you can tell this. If you can capture this third-level spiritual vein in the future, I will definitely give you a spiritual peak next to the main peak!"

"Thank you so much, Master!" Xia Chen smiled.

He had already upgraded the air broadcast satellite to C level, and he knew all the spiritual veins within the eight thousand miles radius of Qingzhu Peak.

There are as many as eight third-level spiritual veins alone.

It's not a big deal to reveal one to Wu Chongtian.

What's more, he still wants something from Wu Zhongtian.

He still understands the principle that before you want to take something, you must first give it to someone else.

"But the most important thing now is to verify the authenticity of the spiritual veins!"

Wu Zhongtian thought for a moment, and then asked his disciples to go to the treasure house.

Not long after, a disciple came over respectfully holding a white jade pagoda.

This white jade pagoda is made of unknown materials. It looks like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade. It has a simple style. There are dragon patterns emerging on the body of the pagoda, like rolling clouds and mist, dragons and snakes soaring, and there are dragon heads spitting out jade beads on the four eaves.

"This White Jade Dragon Pagoda is a middle-grade treasure. It has been the first in Chixia Peak for seven times. It is the treasure that holds the mountain!" Wu Chongtian introduced.

Thanks to Mr. Xuantai for the reward, thanks to Mr. Xuantai