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The tree demon didn't die, and it was only the avatar of the primordial spirit who was killed.

But one thing can be guaranteed, the dryad was seriously injured, the soul was attacked and severely damaged, making it difficult for the dryad to resist.

He could only watch Yang Jing plowing the ground here, pulling out his tree roots and smashing them to pieces.

The Dryad can only roar, curse, and curse.

Yang Jing, however, had a great time playing, and from time to time, a few mocking words popped out of his mouth.

Li Xunhuan and Yan Chixia, who were drinking, shook their heads again and again, especially Li Xunhuan, who always felt that his future would be very sad.

The main reason is that the guy is too stingy. According to what he said, the tree demon was treated like this because they didn't send female ghosts for him to enjoy.

So it would be too much to crush him and cut off the roots of the tree by the way.

Of course, Li Tanhua was not complaining about the tree demon, he was worried about himself.

He had offended Yang Jing, especially after he met Yang Jing that day and was ridiculed by the other party.

He is a dignified little Li Feidao, who ranks third in the weapon spectrum. It is really unbearable to be ridiculed like this, and it is related to his cousin who has always been a thorn.

Now Li Xun Huan felt that the wine in his hand was not good enough, so he wondered if he would find a chance to apologize to Yang Jing.

The destructive power of small mechs is astonishing, and the efficiency goes without saying.

Before noon, the dryad was pulled out and completely annihilated.

This mountain forest has also become a mess, there are soil and rocks mixed with tree roots everywhere, and there are some foul-smelling juices, which stink ten miles in the wind.

"This tree demon tree heart is worth a lot, what do you want?"

Lanruo Temple, the hot pot is very fragrant.

Yang Jing asked while cooking the mutton.

After taking a bite, it tasted really good. I really admire my cooking skills.

Li Tanhua quickly swallowed the beef, and immediately said: "Shopkeeper, you can figure it out, anyway, I didn't do anything."

Yang Jing was surprised, why did this guy's attitude change?

"That can't be done. Since you have worked hard, you can't let you do it for nothing. But let's talk about this matter later, and I will definitely not wrong you."

The value of the tree heart is not low at all, it is the core of the third-order monster after all.

It's just that although it contains a strong breath of life, there are also a lot of yin, evil, and death.

Or the tree demon is too boring, An Anxin can just be a monster, why bother to eat people and eat so many messy things.

It made the heart of the tree polluted, damn it.

"As for Yan Chixia, I will give you some compensation at that time. Don't worry, I won't lose you." Yang Jing turned to look at Yan Chixia, and said with a smile, "By the way, your sword control skills are very good."

Yan Chixia was a little proud: "Of course, why, you still want my sword control?"

"Of course, I have a martial arts secret book in my hand. Once you reach the level of transformation, it is enough to give you a lifespan of ten thousand years. How about it? Do you want to think about it?"

"Hiss! Ten thousand years of lifespan?"

"Of course, I will never lie to you. Old Zhang also knows this secret."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "That's right, the old Taoist has also learned about it."

As he spoke, he continued to deal with the duck blood on the chopsticks.

Lao Zhang is not a vegetarian either. In the past, he used to be a vegetarian in order to preserve his health and avoid being too greasy.

Well, that's different now.

Don't look at Lao Zhang who is a master of the school now, he used to be unhygienic, and he was not particular about food.

That's why he used to be called Zhang Sloppy, but later he learned about martial arts, and when he devoted himself to martial arts, he often went crazy, dancing with hands and feet, three times a day, so he was called Zhang Sancrazy.

Later, when he established a sect, he had to pay more attention to it, and with his martial arts being so strong, people naturally thought that his name was Zhang Sanfeng.

Those who knew the word "crazy" naturally chose to ignore it in order to avoid being killed.

"I'll think it over."

That being said, seeing Yan Chixia's excited expression, Yang Jing knew that the matter was settled.

"Let's talk about it first. If you agree, I want your sword control skills, palm thunder, and your cultivation skills."

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"Shopkeeper, what are we going to do next?"

Facing Li Xun Huan's question, Yang Jing sighed, "The Black Mountain old demon is already a Tier [-] powerhouse just because he is a clone. If he doesn't understand our strength and methods, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to handle."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded in agreement: "That's right, if it weren't for this, it wouldn't be so easy for the old Taoist to suppress this beast."

Lao Zhang knew very well that even if he could suppress it, he would not be able to inflict heavy damage on the earth and stone giant.

His Tai Chi is very strong, and the more he fights, the stronger he becomes.

But it still lacks some attack power. If it wasn't for Yan Chixia's powerful swordsmanship, especially that sword is very magical, otherwise it would not be so easy to kill the black mountain old demon clone.

It's just a doppelgänger, and it took a lot of effort to cover the sky and the sun before it appeared.

If it is at night, the real strength must be twice as strong.

When it comes to the underworld, it's really hard to say.

Maybe the Black Mountain old demon has already reached the fourth level. Although Lao Zhang is a little confident, he is not arrogant enough to handle the fourth-level powerhouse.

What's more, it is the underworld, a place in legends, no matter how curious you are, you must have self-knowledge.

"That's it for now, you need to improve your strength."

Yang Jing shook his head, not intending to continue.

A dryad is almost enough, and the rest will depend on the situation.

The main reason is that the difference in cultivation is too great, and it is not so easy to break into the underworld.

Even if you can return to the supermarket at will, there seems to be no pause, but for a master, that momentary pause is the best opportunity.

Of course, this is only for customers. Yang Jing, the shop owner, is naturally a bit privileged, and there will be no pause for a moment.

But what can he do in the past alone?

What's more, if a master sneak attack, they may not be able to detect it.

When you realize it, you will not run away at the first time, but panic, and then make a choice.

The moment he made a choice between lightning and flint, maybe someone else's master had already turned him into a meat sauce.

Originally, Yang Jing thought that relying on Zhang Sanfeng and Li Xunhuan, together with Yan Chixia, he could run rampant in this world for a while.

Where did you think, the Montenegrin old demon is so awesome.

If he is like this, the centipede spirit is probably not weak at all.

Moreover, there are other vixens, scorpions, etc. in the world of Liaozhai, obviously they are not easy to mess with.

Without being able to determine the location, it is impossible for Zhang Sanfeng and the others to follow him around. It would be a waste of time, even he himself didn't have that time.

"Shopkeeper, I want to walk around."

Zhang Sanfeng was the first to speak, he had cleared the world of Yitian, and in the end it was nothing more than fighting for hegemony.

Zhang Sanfeng, who knew the plot, didn't intend to fight for the world, so it didn't make much sense.

What he cares about is his own strength and the Wudang faction.

In my own world, there are a few apprentices who can handle it, whether it is hegemony or other things, there is no need for Lao Zhang to take care of it.

With the zombie crystals brought from the supermarket, the strength of the Wudang Seven Heroes has improved a lot, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

It's rare to come to this fairy world, and of course Lao Zhang doesn't want to miss it.

"Okay, you can go back whenever you want."

Since Lao Zhang was going to help, of course Yang Jing had to give him some sweetness.

As for how far he can reach, it depends on Zhang Sanfeng himself.

Turning to look at Li Xunhuan, although he didn't ask, the meaning was very clear.

Li Xun Huan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I'll go around too."

What about going back?

Before that, Li Xunhuan didn't care about many things anymore.

But now that his vision has improved, he still has some fighting spirit.

Yan Chixia, who was still thinking about it, was a little surprised when she heard the conversation between several people: "What are you talking about?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that these guys hide a lot of secrets.

Especially Yang Jing, who suddenly appeared and left several times before, without noticing the movement of leaving, is really weird.

It's just that the bearded man doesn't care much about other shitty things, so he doesn't care about it.

"It's nothing, by the way, Great Xia Yan, have you thought it through?"

"These inheritances are the legacy of the predecessors that Yan obtained by accident. Anyway, Yan is alone. If there is no inheritance, it is difficult to guarantee that it will be completely lost."

That being said, the gaze that looked at Yang Jing was very hot.

Yang Jing didn't take it seriously, and pretended to take out a book from his arms: "This is Xiaoyaoyijing, you can read it first, I promise I didn't deceive you."

Yan Chixia rolled her eyes, took the cheat book and immediately started to read it, not even in the mood to eat hot pot.

With such a thick cheat book, you don’t have anything there at all, so you should pretend it better.

Although the things of Sumeru are precious, it is not that he has never seen them before, but they have nothing to do with him.

When it came to such precious treasures, Yan Chixia wisely pretended to be stupid and didn't bother to ask more questions.

Besides, he was more interested in martial arts and didn't care about other things.

After a while, I couldn't help but whispered: "Hiss, there are so many medical skills here? Are you sure it's martial arts?"

Yang Jing swallowed a piece of mutton: "This is a martial art that combines medical skills and internal skills. Not to mention the integration of offense and defense. At a high level of practice, eighteen evil acupuncture needles can suppress evil spirits."

"The effect of the Eighteen Suppressing Evil Needles in suppressing evil spirits is not bad. The old Taoist has integrated part of the essence into Taijiquan. The clone of the Black Mountain old demon can be suppressed. The essence of this acupuncture method has played a great role."

"I do have a set of anti-evil needles. Although the name is the same, the essence is completely different."

As Yan Chixia spoke, she flipped through the pages carefully, the more frightened she became.

Those medical skills are nothing more than that, but the inner strength and mental skills are really powerful.

Moreover, the innate medical scripture zhenqi cultivated contains extremely strong vitality, which is not necessarily inferior in attack, but it is top-notch in life-saving.

Not only can it have extraordinary healing functions, breaking through a realm can increase lifespan.

When transforming the environment, ten thousand years of longevity is not just talk.

Even if it can't be achieved, the thousand-year lifespan of the fifth realm can still be had.

This world is very chaotic, he couldn't see clearly, so he got the high-ranking official position of chief arrester, and lived in seclusion in this crappy place.

But people will pursue the continuation of life, Yan Chixia is not tired of life, he just can't see it and lives in seclusion.

"You didn't lie to me, this cheat book should be true."

"Nonsense! If I lied to you, I wouldn't mention this martial art. Do you really think this martial art is very common?"

Although Yan Chixia looks rough and mad, she is actually a more careful person, otherwise she would not be able to be the chief arrester.

After careful confirmation, he agreed to the deal with Yang Jing.

By this time, it was already more than an hour later, and lunch was over.

Zhang Sanfeng and Li Xunhuan bid farewell to them one after another, and left the ruins.

While waiting for Yan Chixia to write down the exercises silently, Yang Jing looked at the two baskets of urns.

It was noon now, and it was impossible for these little ghosts to appear, so Yang Jing could only take out the urn again and place it around to avoid a group of ghosts appearing like arhats at night.

After it was done, seeing that Yan Chixia was still early, Yang Jing was busy on the ruins again.