Chang Hao would never have thought that that crazy murderer would actually cause a beast riot!
Hundreds of innocent handyman disciples were torn to pieces in the rioting beasts.
This includes Chang Ritian, the unlucky guy who hasn't had time to grow up yet.
Just because I took one more look!
Then the devil would rather kill a thousand people than let one go.
However, Chang Hao, a junior, was also gifted. Although his body was destroyed, a ray of distraction sealed in another puppet used a secret method to attract part of the soul power and lay dormant.
It's a pity that Chang Hao didn't dare to reveal anything due to the chaos. When the evil being with astonishing power stopped searching... Chang Hao's last puppet beast ran out of power.
This ray of his soul fell into a deep sleep from which he might never wake up.
Li Qingtong tragically followed Chang Hao in fear all the way. The painful waves that split his soul hit Li Qingtong's will like a wave. The feeling of death and annihilation when the main soul was destroyed filled his heart. The dull silence of slowly waiting for death made him feel sad.
People go crazy!
"What a terrible dream." Li Qingtong could only sit cross-legged in the small space, feeling uncomfortable at all.
The first thing he looked at was Ling Ding's detailed perception of the surroundings. As a result, he saw an extremely unexpected scene.
Those wild jade-horned antelopes rested around the area where he fell asleep.
Each breath is soothing, and there is a faint aura of heaven and earth lingering around.
Li Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief. It was the best situation if there was no abnormality around him.
But he immediately became worried about the hidden dangers of this zoo.
"Thirty-six years ago! In terms of a practitioner's lifespan, it is impossible for the monks who practiced evil methods to become a thing of the past. The concealment was perfect. How did this evil cultivator control the unconquered monsters?" Li Qingtong himself
I feel that he will keep a low profile in the next six months.
During the entire three years of training in the Butian Dao Sect, it is enough to be able to break through the thirty-six spiritual power threads of the third level of perfection in the Qi refining period.
This small goal is easy at the speed of adding one spiritual power thread per month under normal conditions.
Three years later... Li Qingtong has promised to become a spark of some forces, which will be one of the countless dust that condenses the tower!
As Li Qingtong regained consciousness, the jade-horned antelopes ran away alertly.
Then he poured out the black gold beans while having fun, and the sour smell with demonic power filled the sheepfold that was almost a kilometer long.
On the other side, Cao Changlong, who worked hard for most of the night, finally filled a six-wood cart with a baffle with the excrement of the Mammoth King.
The whole process was full of misfortunes, and he had to hide from the mammoth king to clean up the excrement, just like a excrement thief.
Like people coming and going, like people staying and waiting, like people leaving and stealing!
What a sad look.
At least Li Qingtong didn't need to fight guerrillas with the mammoth king. He just started walking around the sheep pen with a heavy dung basket on his back.
After practicing it himself, Li Qingtong also found that the task was far simpler than imagined.
This is all thanks to the bad-tempered guy, the Mammoth King.
Its violent roar is still very intimidating, and the jade-horned yellow antelope on the other side of the elephant circle cannot pass.
This suddenly reduced the intensity of the task by nearly half.
Thanks to Lingding's ubiquitous perception of the surrounding area, it only took Li Qingtong an hour to clean up half of the Jade-horned Yellow Antelope's activity area.
The amount of activity is not small, but the stench makes me lose my appetite.
This is especially true for Cao Changlong. He has been well-fed and well-fed since he was a child, and he has never even been exposed to handyman tasks.
Everyone treated those small tasks that Senior Brother Hao Ren released as a joke.
Now, with Cao Changlong's personal practice, he still performed one of the most despicable tasks among handymen... It's really a miracle that he didn't collapse while stealing excrement!
Li Qingtong had already seen a group of people in Lingding's perception, with expressions of gloating on their faces.
So of course Li Qingtong, who had completed his mission, had to look as spoiled as Cao Changlong.
"Where is the new shepherd?" As Li Qingtong sat slumped on the ground and was thinking with confusion, a group of people first approached his mission area.
"How do you call these senior brothers?" The two sides were separated by a protective formation, and this restriction was only semi-enclosed.
There is protection within a certain distance near the ground, but not at high altitudes.
Therefore, it has no defensive effect on monks above the middle stage of Qi refining stage who have the method of flying escape.
"Why do you know so much? If you can do this job for half a year without going crazy, it won't be too late to know my name." The leading monk looked disgusted, followed by about thirty people...
…mortal!
That's right, he is indeed a mortal without true energy and magic power.
However, each of these people's temples were bulging high, and they were all warriors who had practiced kung fu and had a high level of cultivation.
In the secular world, such warriors would be the famous masters guarding one side, but in other courtyards under the Butian Dao Sect, these powerful warriors perform the lowest chores for cultivators.
"Senior brother, please show me your mission certificate, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the superiors." Li Qingtong said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"Hmph! If you have a way, you should leave this area quickly. Maybe one day the spiritual beasts and monsters will riot and eat you as a snack!" The monk who led a group of secular warriors to deal with the feces said to Li Qingtong
It seemed that he was disgusted from the bottom of his heart and wished that Li Qingtong could make trouble with the stewards.
"Thank you, senior brother, for your advice." Li Qingtong's reply was very polite, but it's hard to say how much of this politeness was sincere.
"Find your own way to prepare your rations. Why don't you push the car back quickly!" The visitor first showed his mission voucher and made a simple handover with Li Qingtong, and then took out a bag of rice grains.
This is Li Qingtong's ration for the next period of time. What's really bad is that it's just the ration without anything else.
A group of powerful men who could control the world in the secular world pushed a dung cart out of the Jade-horned Yellow Antelope area and headed to the next door.
Cao Changlong's character was not as good as that of Li Qingtong, who was beaten repeatedly. His expression, appearance, and every move gave great satisfaction to the monks and mortals who wanted to see a joke.
Like Li Qingtong, this young man was given a bag of rice and sent away.
There are not even the most basic oil, salt and seasonings, let alone fruits, vegetables, and medicinal foods.
That rice is just an ordinary variety that grows in areas with abundant spiritual power, and is not spiritual rice consumed by practitioners.
Li Qingtong didn't care much about this.
He has a better source of food. If he were not afraid of doubts in the minds of other monks, he might not be willing to accept these rice grains.
Life is going to be tough for a while, at least outwardly.