Manager Yan was very emotional. He had been worried for many years. Now that Mr. Zhen is safe, his heart dropped. He cried with joy when he was excited.
The old steward was really worried about him. Yan Zhen helped him sit aside and briefly told his story. He never mentioned the matter of being planted with a bad luck charm. He only said that he encountered a storm and wandered near Skull Island to escape from danger.
An experience.
"...After losing my way, I wandered at sea and encountered a hurricane. I was caught in the hurricane again and was sent to an unnamed island. I discovered the mutated golden cicada and found out that I was near Skull Island.
The Five Elements Formation was set up on that island. We never knew it. We were trapped on the island for more than thirty years and it was because we were not destined to die. It was not until a few years ago that we met another human team. The leader of that team was Xiao
The fairy is proficient in formations and took us away from the Five Elements Formation."
Yan Zhen also briefly explained why he had been unable to contact him. After encountering a storm, he was too far away from the northern continent and exceeded the range of Yu Jian's communication.
Later, he was trapped. At a dangerous moment, he threw the magic weapon and accidentally threw out the storage bag containing the jade slips. The jade slips were destroyed together with the contents of the storage bag.
Also because the jade slip was missing, he never contacted Yan's family until he returned to the harbor.
Manager Yan listened to Mr. Zhen's experience. Hearing that he was severely injured by a monster, his Nascent Soul was destroyed, his foundation was damaged and he fell back to the Golden Core Realm, he jumped up.
Extremely nervous: "Master... you, you, now... now..."
"It's okay now," Yan Zhen reassured with a smile: "After leaving the Five Elements Formation, Junior Sister, Senior Brother Lu, and the three surviving casual cultivators wanted to go to the Yaoguang Secret Realm, so they immediately rushed back to the Northern Continent. My foundation was damaged.
My cultivation level has dropped to the golden elixir level, so I can no longer travel around. I stayed behind to help the little fairy dig seashells to repay my favor.
The little fairy is a medical alchemy cultivator and has helped me heal my damaged foundation. Now my cultivation level is rising steadily. I have been compressing my true energy to stay in the middle stage of the golden elixir. I will give the little fairy the reward I agreed to
After that, I went to find a suitable place to retreat and practice hard, and strive to congeal the baby as soon as possible."
Yan Zhen did not say that he had reunited with Nascent Soul. If you want to hide some things from others, you must first hide them from yourself.
If the elders of the Yan family knew that he had re-condensed his body, and asked about it from Saga Mountain, if the news was leaked, who in the inner sect of Saga Mountain would know, and Lu Yan would soon know as well.
At present, Yan Zhen does not want others to know his true situation, and has also concealed part of the truth from his supervisor.
"This little fairy is quite kind. She only received one million spiritual stones after saving the Nascent Soul. I feel that she has a good background and treats the spiritual stones as if they are dirt." Manager Yan commented very sincerely.
Although Yuanying is the starting point for high-level monks, as long as a Yuanying is not too unlucky, it is not difficult to earn tens of millions of spiritual stones.
Yuanying's favor or face is worth at least several million spiritual stones. The little fairy only accepted ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones and sent him out of the formation. He was really too kind and benevolent.
Yan Zhen's face looked extremely unnatural: "Little Fairy, she is easy to talk to when she is easy to talk to, but she really doesn't give face when she is not easy to talk to. She dares to scold anyone."
"Oh, I remember that Young Master said that he merged with the Kan family's team midway. In the end, only six people in the entire team were alive, and there was no one from the Kan family among the six. The Kan family knew that the young master was bound to come to cause trouble."
The old steward got to the point. Yan Zhen must have been worried before, but now he has nothing to worry about: "It's okay, the Kan family's people were struck to death by lightning, and it wasn't us who killed them. We dare to swear to God, the Kan family
What can he do?
Does the Kan family dare to be arrogant in front of people who have concerns and let them try against the little fairy?
On the island, the master and servant of the Kan family tried to take advantage of the Kan family's position to take advantage of the little fairy, but were scolded as worthless. The little fairy exposed Kan's face, and the female nun of the Kan family wanted to curse the little fairy, but the little fairy did not get thundered.
The master and servant of the Kan family were struck to death by lightning at that time."
"It's impossible. The Kan family has always been... special. People or families who have been cursed by them have always been either exterminated or died. How could they be struck by lightning?"
Guanshi Yan's reaction was also disbelief. Yan Zhen smiled: "Yeah, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it, but that's the truth.
That little fairy is so mysterious, you never know how... magical she is. She can come and go freely on Skull Island Haiqi, and can go wherever she wants. Wherever she is, all the skeletons and sea monsters are there.
Silence.
There was a Megalodon monster that sent out hundreds of Mahayana sea monsters, presumably trying to hunt down the human race for a tooth sacrifice. I don’t know what method the little fairy used. The twelfth level big monster just emerged from the sea and wanted to land, but it quickly turned around and
He dived back into the sea and never appeared again."
"Hiss!" Manager Yan was stroking his goat's beard, but he was so surprised that he pulled out a beard and jumped up as if there was a strong spring sitting under his buttocks.
His eyes stared like copper bells: "There are only two possibilities to make the sea monster dare not move. One is that the little fairy has the blood of the divine dragon clan. The blood of the divine dragon clan has absolute blood suppression on the aquatic monsters.
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Another possibility is that there are immortals around the little fairy, at least earthly immortals, in order to scare thousands of sea monsters into not daring to act rashly."
No matter which one, it proves that the origin of the little fairy is not simple.
"That's what I guessed, but please don't let outsiders know about this. The little fairy only left me alone to travel with her for several years. If word spreads, the little fairy will never have peace in the future. I and I
We in the Yan family cannot be alone."
"You know, you know, your subordinates know! You should only make friends with such a person, never offend him. It is a rare opportunity for the little fairy to have a little friendship with the young master. Maintaining a good relationship is the best policy. How can you turn friends into enemies?
matter."
Manager Yan suddenly felt that nothing else was important. The most important thing right now was to quickly prepare spiritual stones to send to the little fairy, and also to prepare a generous thank you gift, so that the little fairy knew that the Yan family was not an ungrateful person.
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He didn't care about anything else, and went to check the inventory and existing resources to see if there were any rare treasures and precious spiritual plants.
His speed was so fast that Yan Zhen didn't even think about calling him, so he simply let him go. He studied a pool of ink and wrote a letter home, recounting his experiences.
Wait for the caravan fleet to return to the east, and then take the letters back home. Although it is okay to leave a message on a photo stone, a handwritten letter from home is more sentimental, and the elders in the family will feel more at ease after reading it.
After handwriting a long letter home, Yan Zhen used the brand of divine consciousness, put it in a small box, sealed it, sealed it with divine consciousness, and put it away first.
The old steward was busy looking for suitable gifts and would not be free for a while. He did not need the old steward to arrange it himself. When the sky turned completely dark, someone came to invite him to the evening meal, so he followed him to the east hall to have the evening meal.
Manager Yan appeared during the evening meal, and while having tea, he kept mumbling about what he could take out, and then he whirled away again like a whirlwind.
The old steward was already in the late stage of becoming a god, and he came and went as fast as lightning. Yan Zhen watched calmly as the old steward turned into light and floated away before his eyes, and calmly went to the room where he used to live to practice.
Young and old Yan Shaoyan rested for the night, packed up early the next morning, had a simple spiritual meal in the dining hall of the inn, and then went to the mission hall of the Monk Alliance.
The two wandered outside the mission hall for a while, then went to the mission hall to observe and study for a while, and finally chose a private recruitment team.
The job in the task hall is highly secure, and you are not afraid of being cheated, but it has a deadline, say it is one month, and it is not very flexible.
Private recruitment can be done for ten days and a half, or for a month or more, which is highly flexible.
Xuan Shaoyan made some analysis and accepted the recruitment of a monk family. The middle-aged manager who recruited laborers knew that the two monks were in the Consecration Realm, so he was very polite.
He had already recruited a few people, and he had recruited two new monks who were in the Consecration Realm. He stopped recruiting people first and used an antler carriage to transport them to the planting area.
The spiritual field of the family he served was in the planting area thousands of miles to the west. The carriage set off through the West Gate and galloped into the distance.
There is a smooth road after leaving the city gate. There are spiritual fields on both sides of the road. Most of these spiritual fields are protected by formation protective shields. A small number of barren spiritual fields are planted with low-level spiritual grass, and there is no protective shield.
The planting area is thousands of miles away from Wanghai City. The owner used two antlers to pull the carriage. The carriage ran for nearly a day but still didn't reach its destination, so they stayed on the roadside at night.
There is no need to worry too much about safety issues. During the harvest season, the Yinjiao family sends guards to patrol to prevent small monsters or other monsters from coming to damage the planting area.
Yan Shaoxuan didn't know the situation in detail, but they weren't too worried. After all, they were followed by three Yuanying-level beast friends, who were more alert than them.
A peaceful night.
The middle-aged man who led the team brought dry food and shared it with the collectors. The deer-horned horses set off again and galloped for another day, arriving at the planting area near evening.
There is also a wall in the planting area. The wall is only about ten feet high. It is only built for better defensive formations and spirit gathering arrays. It is not expected to stop the monsters.
The spiritual energy in the planting area is much richer than outside, and the spiritual field does not need a protective mask.
The spiritual fields stretch as far as the eye can see. Some areas are planted with spiritual grains, and some areas are planted with spiritual plants. There are many small lakes where spiritual fish and turtles are bred, and there are several hills where poultry are stocked and protected by separate formations.
The spiritual fields of large planters are divided into areas, the minimum is more than 10,000 acres, and the average is 30,000 to 50,000 acres. Many monk families have more than 100,000 acres of spiritual fields.
A large number of spiritual fields in the planting area are in the hands of high-level monks, local monks and related households, such as the Silver Dragon clan branch, in-law families, and the families they recruited, such as the weapon refiner and talisman master formation.
Many families keep the best parts as family mission fields, which are planted by the family's children, and then exchange the harvest for cultivation resources, and rent some of them to other low-level monk families for planting.
The owner of Yan Shaoxuan's employ owns a large land and grows spiritual plants and spiritual grains. There is a spiritual spring lake in the spiritual fields and they raise spiritual fish.
Spiritual rice cultivation is the mainstream, and spiritual rice grown in more than 30,000 acres of spiritual fields is gradually maturing.
The big farmers have deep family backgrounds and have their own Ruyi Houses. The Ruyi Houses are placed in the planting areas and do not take up much space. The workers work at sunrise and rest at sunset, resting in the Ruyi Houses.
The team that the host recruited earlier has been harvesting spiritual rice for several days, and each team has someone from the host overseeing the work.
With the arrival of the middle-aged steward, the new team was also assigned a place in Ruyi House, and they will practice in that area from now on.
Xuan Shaoyan's team has a total of eighteen people, and the other teams have more than thirty people. The number of people is smaller than the other teams, making them appear to be weak.
At night, the supervisors of each team were in another Ruyi House.
The collection team was resting in the same Ruyi House, and they were all whispering about the day's work. The people from a collection team adjacent to Yan Shao's team relied on the strength of their numbers. Seeing that the new team was small, they forcibly invaded the territory.
, it just took up one-third of the land.
The other small teams were as calm as usual, and there were even some people watching the show.
I saw that the new staff were timid and easy to bully. They didn't dare to say anything when they were robbed of their resting place. It was obviously their leader, a middle-aged man with a beard, who pushed another little Lianqi away.
The young monk who was only on the second level of Qi Refining was silent and shrank into a corner.
The bearded middle-aged man occupied the ground. Seeing that the handsome little monk next to him was very good-looking but didn't even raise his eyebrows, turning a blind eye to him, he reached over and held down the man's shoulder with his big hand.
"Boy, you don't have much eyesight. Master Zhan didn't even know how to give way when he came over. Where did you come from?"
The bearded hand pressed on his shoulder like an iron claw. Yan Xing did not move at all, as calm as a servant: "Please take your hand away, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
"Oh, this must be a foreigner, talking to Master Zhan like this."
"Look at his face. He's quite handsome, but his brain is not working very well."
"It's such a lack of expression, it's a blinding face."
The people in the bearded team seemed to have heard a big joke and burst into laughter.
"You have to bear the consequences at your own risk. Mr. Zhan also wants to know how to do it at your own risk." Mr. Zhan smiled sinisterly, and the real energy poured into his hands.
He wanted to give the blank little monk a look, but as soon as the true energy was poured into his palm and not yet into the monk's shoulder, he suddenly felt like he was being stared at.
The next moment, he didn't see clearly how the monk turned around. The young monk turned at an angle, and a hand grabbed his neck in an instant, and his true energy was also restrained.
The restrained Master Zhan was like a bird whose neck was strangled. He could no longer make a sound, and his horrified eyes met the face of the young monk.
The bearded team members were like birds being strangled by the neck, and their laughter stopped abruptly.
Those who were timid and fearful, watching the excitement, also stared at the handsome young monk in horror.
"Hey, why don't you say anything anymore? Wasn't it quite lively just now?" Others were silent, and Mr.
More than a dozen collection teams wish they could become invisible, but they dare not make a sound.
"It's really boring, a bunch of weaklings who bully the weak and fear the strong." Mr. Xuan glanced at the few people who were worried about the world being in chaos before, not hiding his naked contempt.
No one dared to look at him, so he looked at the guy who was being choked, and stretched out his hand to pull the guy's beard, and just pulled out a few strands.
He held up his beard, looked at it, and twisted it into ashes with his hands.
"It's really boring. I thought it was a fake beard." Mr. Xuan snapped his fingers and asked Mr. Yan with a smile: "Kill him or throw him to feed the beasts?"
This chapter has been completed!