World of Cultivation

On the top of the mountain, He Xiang looked at Nansheng Town, which was already in pieces. He was stunned for a moment and cried loudly.

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Zuo Mo glanced at the female cultivator not far away with a chilling look. She seemed to have returned to her previous motionless state. After yesterday's battle, the female cultivator seemed to have a much more eerie and terrifying flavor in his eyes than before, no matter what angle she looked at.

This made him feel a little guilty.

Cherish life and stay away from female cultivators, especially tough girls who know evil magic.

He studied with Pu Yao for a long time yesterday, but he couldn't come up with a clue. The work that needs to be done still needs to be done. After resting for a night, he continued to build the Talisman Tower.

However, after this battle, the prisoners in the camp immediately became extremely honest. But the problem that followed was that no one dared to come close within three feet of Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo originally had a question to ask Yuan Jiang, but as soon as he took two steps closer, he saw Yuan Jiang's face turned pale and his legs were trembling. Zuo Mo suddenly remembered that there was an enemy who was scared to death by the fierce girl, and his feet suddenly stopped. Yuan Jiang is a rare talent. It would be a shame if he was scared to death. He had to stop.

Thinking about the lingering ghost of the fierce girl, wouldn't I have become a god of plague who is not close to humans and gods?

Zuo Mo's mood suddenly worsened and he waved Yuan Jiang away. Seeing Yuan Jiang running faster than a rabbit, he felt even worse. However, when he thought of Pu Yao's gloomy expression and undisguised anger, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

Sure enough, happiness must always be based on the pain of others. Zuo Mo smiled and started to concentrate on building the city again.

As Zuo Mo could see, Pu Yao was in a terrible mood. The appearance of the female nun made him feel quite frustrated. I don’t know the origin, I don’t know the techniques, I don’t know what my strength is, I don’t know… I don’t know anything.

And he had no choice. If he felt unhappy when his strength was not damaged, he could directly crush the opponent. However, now that his soul has been severely damaged, he has to act cautiously and can only rely on Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo is where his soul rests, and he and he are all under threat from the female cultivators. How can this make Pu Yao feel at ease?

Moreover, he could not see through the female nuns, which caused a sharp increase in uneasiness in his heart. If something went wrong, there was nothing he could do. His strength has reached its lowest ebb in history, and the female cultivator's strength is not only ridiculously strong, but also extremely weird.

"It seems that we have to cooperate for a while." Pu Yao faced the tombstone and gritted his teeth: "This woman is too dangerous!"

There was no movement on the tombstone.

Pu Yao sneered: "Aren't you afraid that something will happen to him? Do you have any other choice besides him?"

The tombstone suddenly became as smooth as a mirror, and a figure was vaguely visible.

Pu Yao smiled.

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With the first Fu Zhan Tower, Zuo Mo's construction speed increased sharply. This is due to him gradually getting used to the new changes in his body. Zuo Mo named the move he used randomly that day, "Falling from the Sky." Unintentionally using "falling from the sky", he realized the many wonderful features of his new body.

Especially his spiritual consciousness, his spiritual consciousness has not made much progress, as if it is stuck at a certain level. In the sky, I unintentionally stirred up the flames in the turbulent flow. If I realized something in my heart, the stagnation in my heart suddenly broke through.

The improvement of his spiritual consciousness had a huge impact, which also caused his speed of building talisman war towers to increase sharply.

The most difficult part of the Talisman War Watchtower is carving the Talisman Array. After your spiritual consciousness becomes stronger, you will be able to carve the Talisman Array more easily. Coupled with the fact that there was already a building ahead of him, his construction speed was jaw-dropping. Yuan Jiang, who was watching from a distance, felt more and more that his boss was a monster.

Two monsters, a man and a woman.

The supply of supplies suddenly increased, and Ji Wei and Sun Bao were suddenly dizzy with work.

Zuo Mo frantically built a Talisman Tower every two days. I saw Talisman War Towers rising up one after another, and almost all the open space was used by Zuo Mo to build Talisman War Towers.

Zuo Mo had a strong feeling,

His body's potential was being unleashed bit by bit.

All kinds of physical work will drain every ounce of strength from his body; manipulating fire paper will consume every last bit of his spiritual energy; carving talisman arrays will consume all his spiritual consciousness.

He suddenly looked forward to it. What would he look like when the city was completed?

The expectations and desires in the eyes of the cultivators in the camp are also increasing day by day. In their opinion, no one can destroy such a strong city with such densely packed talisman towers.

Just when Zuo Mo was having fun building the building, Ma Fan and the others arrived at the camp on a huge slave ship.

Looking at Xiu Nu, who was covered in darkness, Zuo Mo didn't know what to say at all. Gongsun Chai sent away more than a thousand prisoners, which already gave him a huge headache. It was not easy for him to settle them down. Ma Fan and the others brought in more than a thousand slaves, and they were still only in the Qi refining stage...

Zuo Mo lost his anger, pointed at the Xiu Nu in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "What do I want them to do?"

Ma Fan, Xieshan and his party all accompanied him carefully, and they also felt that this harvest was a bit outrageous. Xie Shan had a smile on his face: "Xiu Nu can be used for mining!"

"Mining? I don't believe they can do well with small towers." Zuo Mo said with a dark face. Xiaota and Zuo Mo had the same mind. When he heard Zuo Mo praise him, he let out a sigh and appeared out of nowhere. It proudly twisted its chubby tower body, but when it saw Zuo Mo's face as black as the bottom of a pot, it froze and immediately squirmed and ran away.

Countless facts tell it that when its godfather is in a bad mood, it will not gain any good fruits by appearing in front of him.

Ma Fan cautiously smiled and said: "Boss, you don't know that the one in the outer hall is so poor that only these cultivators are left. We have no choice but to return empty-handed. This is not in line with your usual teachings to us. "

"Yes, yes!" Lei Peng quickly echoed, nodding desperately.

Zuo Mo sneered: "Not bad! You remember my words very clearly."

"It's necessary!" Lei Peng patted his chest, which was covered with chest hair. Xie Shan and Ma Fan looked at each other, shut their mouths obediently, and looked at Lei Peng sympathetically.

"Then you come and feed them." Zuo Mo glanced at Lei Peng: "You forgot the other thing I said. You can't do business that is losing money. Well, I will deduct it from your reward."

Lei Peng let out an earth-shattering howl and hugged Zuo Mo's thigh: "Boss! I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

Anger suddenly rose up in Zuo Mo's chest, he kicked Lei Peng twenty feet away, and cursed loudly: "You also know you are wrong! Uh-huh! Do you know how many crystal stones you spend a day? Five! Seven! One hundred people, that’s 3,500 third-grade crystal stones in one day! Do you really think I’m a rich man? I’m so poor now that I can’t even eat!”

Everyone was frightened into silence by Zuo Mo's anger. Think about it, they consume a lot of crystals every day for practice, and these expenses are provided by the boss. They had never thought about it before, but now that the boss calculated it, they were shocked. Many people feel guilty. As long as they are crystal stones used for cultivation, the boss is open to supplying them and there is never a shortage.

"Aha! Now that so many cultivators have returned, you are deliberately bankrupting me!" Zuo Moyu was still angry. Nothing made him more angry than going bankrupt!

"Boss, let's go grab the spar for you!" Lei Peng crawled over to express his determination.

"That's right, boss, I can't let you lose money!"

"Snatch them all!"

A group of people suddenly howled and screamed with such murderous looks that the faces of more than a thousand slaves turned pale with fright.

"What about these cultivators? Sell them?" Ma Fan asked carefully.

"Who did you sell it to?" Zuo Mo's anger dissipated a lot and he snorted: "Isn't that just to tell others that Nansheng Town was done by you?"

Everyone looked at each other and suddenly felt troubled.

"Are you going to kill him?" Xie Shan hesitated and asked. Many people around him looked uncomfortable.

As soon as these words came out, Xiu Nu, who was close, turned pale. He knelt down with a bang, kowtowed desperately, and prayed with a crying voice: "Sir! We know how to work! We are willing to do any work! Sir, we I just want a bite to eat..."

"Get up! Get up!" Zuo Mo had a headache. He had never seen such a battle before.

How could those cultivators dare to get up? They all knelt down and kowtowed desperately: "Sir..."

The irritated Zuo Mo was furious: "Shut up, everyone, and get the fuck up! Whoever wants to kneel again will be chopped!"

The words were indeed effective, and there was silence on the spot.

Zuo Mo turned around and left without saying a word.

The remaining Ma Fan and others looked at each other with grimaces on their faces. Those who suggested bringing Xiunu back felt regretful, but no one was in the mood to talk at this time.

Zuo Mo found a fuzhan watchtower glumly, sat down, and lay back. Even though he now has so many people under his command, in essence, he is still just a young man who has not seen much of the world.

There are also Xiunu in Wukong Jianmen. He has some sympathy for Xiunu. They are all a bunch of pitiful people.

But life is not easy, and his sympathy will not extend to Xiu Nu, a stranger and stranger. This group of cultivators is indeed a big burden, but if he is asked to massacre the cultivators, he will never be able to do such a thing.

On weekdays, he is used to facing this with a stand-by attitude. Who would have thought that one day such a thing would happen to him?

The small mountain world is full of dangers, and their goal is to leave quickly. How can they have the time and energy to take care of such a group of helpless cultivators? What Zuo Mo needs now is cultivators with strong fighting ability, not cultivators without any fighting ability.

These cultivators also need to consume spiritual grains or crystal stones. Although the amount is not large, but there are many people, it is still a large amount of money. An already heavy burden will become even heavier.

How could such a fatal thing happen to me?

Zuo Mo lay weakly, looking at the delicate talisman array on the ceiling, lost in thought.

Suddenly, Pu Yao's voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "I have a way." My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter