Chapter 1159 Take Advantage of Mortals!

In an exclusive space.

Qingfeng woke up slowly, and Ye Chen and Zhou Shitian hurriedly stepped forward to check. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Qingfeng, all the creatures breathed a sigh of relief, and Ji Dongfeng was completely relieved.

"Goddess, please don't be too pushy in the future..." Ye Chen said.

Hearing this, Qingfeng frowned slightly and said, "Are you trying to be brave?"

"Ahem, I mean, you are already very strong, but you need to pay attention to rest."

Hearing this, Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "What happened while I was sleeping?"

"It's not sleep, it's coma..."

"Um?"

"Okay, okay, I fell asleep..."

The next moment, Ying Long told what happened. After hearing that Shen Mingyue lost another soul, Qingfeng's expression changed slightly, and the smile on his face flashed away.

"That's what happened. This kid is now running to Wan Lai City."

At the same time, Ji Dongfeng sat on the sound-moving flying boat and rushed towards Wanlai City with murderous intent. On the way, he had been studying the rewards he received after completing the mission of crying stones and flying to the sky.

100 points of world merit and 20 points of free attributes came second. What Ji Dongfeng cared about most was the random ghost talent he got.

[The Source of the Ghost Path (9-star talent): You have insight into the Ghost Path and know how to control its power. When using skills or props related to Kidou, the effect is doubled]

"If you use elixirs related to the ghost realm, wouldn't it be equivalent to taking effect 6 times..." Ji Dongfeng said in a deep voice, and then arranged for Lan Ke and Lan Que to find a way to refine more elixirs related to the ghost realm. medicine.

At the same time, in Wanlai City, a group of mortals stood on the city wall, looking impatiently at the road in front of the city gate.

"Really, the immortal cultivators haven't come here recently... They must have forgotten our place. Last time, an immortal cultivator passed by and gave me some spiritual stones. Damn it, if I wasn't lucky, I would have lost. It’s all gone, I have to show it off to you,” a strong man said in a bored tone.

"Oh, a few spiritual stones are nothing. I heard that the village abandoned by Canglan Pavilion still has some people in other towns. They may have treasures given by the immortals. I will try to trick them all later. If they are obedient, they will be made slaves; if they are not, they will be killed." A thin man next to him said with a smile, his eyes full of sinister aura.

"I feel something is wrong...the atmosphere seems to be a bit tense recently..." someone next to him said worriedly.

Hearing this, the strong man smiled jokingly and said, "Nervousness is also a matter of immortals. What does it have to do with us? We are mortals. Immortal cultivators dare not kill mortals. Otherwise, what are their... names?"

"Mortal air."

"Yes, yes, yes! Mortal energy! Otherwise, there will be problems with their mortal energy. The immortals are powerful, but they have to protect us! Our village can become a city because of the help of the immortals!" The strong man Man Man said He said with a proud face.

Hearing this, the thin man chuckled and said, "That's right. Okay, no more. I have to transport a few corpses out. Recently, the gang of gangsters in the village have killed a few of them, either lightly or harshly. I have to Help them deal with it. I'll take advantage of the heavy snow to dump the mass graves."

The strong man heard this and was about to speak. Then he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a carriage approaching from a distance.

"It's the third son who is back. It looks like he has gained something again." The strong man laughed, then walked down the city wall with a few guards and opened the city gate.

"Third son! How is the harvest this time!" the thin man shouted.

In an exclusive space.

Qingfeng woke up slowly, and Ye Chen and Zhou Shitian hurriedly stepped forward to check. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Qingfeng, all the creatures breathed a sigh of relief, and Ji Dongfeng was completely relieved.

"Goddess, please don't be too pushy in the future..." Ye Chen said.

Hearing this, Qingfeng frowned slightly and said, "Are you trying to be brave?"

"Ahem, I mean, you are already very strong, but you need to pay attention to rest."

Hearing this, Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "What happened while I was sleeping?"

"It's not sleep, it's coma..."

"Um?"

"Okay, okay, I fell asleep..."

The next moment, Ying Long told what happened. After hearing that Shen Mingyue lost another soul, Qingfeng's expression changed slightly, and the smile on his face flashed away.

"That's what happened. This kid is now running to Wan Lai City."

At the same time, Ji Dongfeng sat on the sound-moving flying boat and rushed towards Wanlai City with murderous intent. On the way, he had been studying the rewards he received after completing the mission of crying stones and flying to the sky.

100 points of world merit and 20 points of free attributes came second. What Ji Dongfeng cared about most was the random ghost talent he got.

[The Source of the Ghost Path (9-star talent): You have insight into the Ghost Path and know how to control its power. When using skills or props related to Kidou, the effect is doubled]

"If you use elixirs related to the ghost realm, wouldn't it be equivalent to taking effect 6 times..." Ji Dongfeng said in a deep voice, and then arranged for Lan Ke and Lan Que to find a way to refine more elixirs related to the ghost realm. medicine.

At the same time, in Wanlai City, a group of mortals stood on the city wall, looking impatiently at the road in front of the city gate.

"Really, the immortal cultivators haven't come here lately... They have forgotten about us. Last time, an immortal cultivator passed by and gave me some spiritual stones. Damn it, if I wasn't lucky, I would have lost. It’s all gone, I have to show it off to you,” a strong man said in a bored tone.

"Oh, a few spiritual stones are nothing. I heard that the village abandoned by Canglan Pavilion still has some people in other towns. They may have treasures given by the immortals. I will find a way to trick them all later. If they are obedient, they will be made slaves; if they are not, they will be killed." A thin man next to him said with a smile, his eyes full of sinister aura.

"I feel something is wrong...the atmosphere seems to be a bit tense recently..." someone next to him said worriedly.

Hearing this, the strong man smiled jokingly and said: "Nervousness is also a matter of immortals. What does it have to do with us? We are mortals. Immortal cultivators dare not kill mortals. Otherwise, what are their... names?"

"Mortal air."

"Yes, yes, yes! Mortal energy! Otherwise, there will be problems with their mortal energy. The immortals are powerful, but they have to protect us! Our village can become a city because of the help of the immortals!" The strong man Man Man said He said with a proud face.

Hearing this, the thin man chuckled and said, "That's right. Okay, no more. I have to transport a few corpses out. Recently, the gang of gangsters in the village have killed a few of them, either lightly or harshly. I have to Help them deal with it. I'll take advantage of the heavy snow to dump the mass graves."

The strong man heard this and was about to speak. Then he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a carriage approaching from a distance.

"It's the third son who is back. It looks like he has gained something again." The strong man laughed, then walked down the city wall with a few guards and opened the city gate.

"Third son! How is the harvest this time!" the thin man shouted.