My immortal cultivation game has come true

When the medicinal properties reach a certain level, it is not as simple as one plus one, but will undergo a qualitative change.

"I don't know if the aura of Qinglong Mountain and Black Wind Mountain can support the growth of a 60,000-year-old ginseng!"

Xuan Qing frowned slightly.

Executing the function of 'Time Acceleration (Plants and Plants)' not only consumes ingots, but also requires a corresponding growth environment for the plants.

Before, he accelerated the nine ghost grasses and drained the entire land of the netherworld, and the city god almost died from all his energy.

"Forget it, it's better to take it easy then. It won't be good if the land gods of Black Wind Mountain and Qinglong Mountain are killed."

Xuan Qing shook his head.

There is no rush to speed up the elixir refining. First, return to the real world, bring some food to Heifeng Town, and eliminate the resentment in Heifeng Town.

Just right.

Six years have passed in Black Wind Town, and correspondingly, half a year has passed in the real world.

A full half year.

I don’t know if anything has changed in the real world.

Thinking like this.

A thought came to my mind.

"Exit the game!"

real world.

Qingpingguan.

On the futon in the master bedroom in the inner courtyard, a Taoist figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hoo~"

Xuan Qing took a long breath.

Sitting for half a year did not bring any discomfort to the physical body. On the contrary, the whole body felt refreshed.

This is naturally due to the breakthrough in cultivation, the refining of gods and the return to the void, and the holy body of merit that was cultivated in the Bagua furnace.

First thing.

Charge your phone and turn it on.

"Sure enough, half a year has passed here!" Xuan Qing looked at the date on his phone.

If you calculate it this way.

One day in the heaven of the game world is equivalent to thirty-six days in the real world.

"It seems that if you want to go to heaven in the game world in the future, you have to pay close attention to the speed of time."

"Now go collect the incense from the Taoist temple!"

A thought came to my mind.

A translucent shadow floated out from Xuan Qing's body and flew towards the Taoist temple hall.

In the main hall.

It was very lively with pilgrims coming and going.

Today’s Qingpingguan.

He is very famous in the entire Yan Kingdom, and everyone knows that as long as he steps into the main hall of Qingpingguan, everyone will become calm.

Since the last dedication ceremony of the temple, a video of a six-year-old Taoist boy beating Monk Shuanglong has spread throughout the Internet, casting a veil of mystery over the already extraordinary Qingpingguan.

"Layers, please scan the QR code to get incense. Two yuan per note. Remember to offer incense to the main deity of the Taoist temple first and burn three incense sticks."

The childish voice echoed in the hall. It was Huai Qingyun, the little boy, maintaining order as usual.

However.

Compared with his previous seriousness, Huai Qingyun seemed a little absent-minded at this moment.

Although Huai Qingyun was mumbling words, his eyes were staring directly at the sky above the tablet.

Bliss~

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, swallowed again, and tried hard not to look at the tempting incense.

"Master, why haven't you come back yet? All the incense has dissipated. It's such a waste. Uuu~uu. So sad!"

Just when Huai Qingyun was biting his lip, his heart was twisting like a knife.

I saw that the incense on the god tablet suddenly decreased and disappeared in just a few seconds.

"Um?"

Huai Qingyun was shocked, thinking something had gone wrong.

suddenly.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him. It was Xuan Qing who had left his body and came to collect the incense.

"master?"

Huai Qingyun's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly.

"Qingyun, you really impress me!" Xuanqing's eyes were filled with admiration.

With his current level of cultivation, how could he not see that half a year had passed, but he, a boy, had not stolen any incense.

To know.

The power of incense is undoubtedly very attractive to enlightened spirits like Huai Qingyun.

at this point.

You can tell from Huai Qingyun's broad mind and the moisture caused by the large amount of saliva secreted.

Fortunately, the spirit's saliva does not smell bad, but has a grassy and woody fragrance, otherwise he would make a fool of himself.

"Master, what impresses you?"

Huai Qingyun tilted his head, pretending not to understand, but the cunning flash in his eyes betrayed him.

"Haha, pretending to be stupid!"

Xuan Qing smiled and shook his head.

Sometimes, whether one is well-behaved or not is judged by comparison. Only after meeting the two boys of his ancestor did he realize how good Qingyun is!

A thought came to my mind.

Xuanqing took out the Qi Gathering Bead and dispensed a small amount of incense power from it, about one hundred points worth of ingots.

"It's your reward!"

Huai Qingyun was so happy that he swallowed the incense like a jujube, and then closed his eyes to reminisce.

After a while.

When he opened his eyes again, the master was gone.

now.

Xuanqing's soul has returned to his physical body.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Yang Ying's number.

Toot~toot

The call is connected.

"Taoist Priest, you...are finally out of seclusion!" Yang Ying on the other end of the phone sounded excited.

She had long regarded Xuan Qing as her backbone. If she hadn't known that the Taoist Master had great supernatural powers and was probably practicing in seclusion, she would have gone crazy.

"Master, I have many things to report to you. Are you still in the inner courtyard now?"

Xuan Qing said to the phone: "Don't report things in a hurry. Go and buy 100 tons of flour and send it to the back mountain of Qingping Mountain. The price doesn't matter. I need it today!"

"Flour, 100 tons?" Yang Ying paused, as if something was stuck in her throat.

Soon.

She reacted.

"Okay, I'll contact them now!"

She is a smart person. She has worked under the Taoist for such a long time. Naturally, she knows how to do things on weekdays.

The phone was hung up.

Xuan Qing was in a good mood.

The disaster victims in Heifeng Town may be a big trouble for people in the world of Journey to the West, but for him, it's just a matter of words.

This point.

Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky can't do it, or they are unwilling to do it.

After all, compared with the huge cause and effect, the merits earned are a bit unprofitable.

As the saying goes, there are people who do business that will kill their heads, but no one comes to business that loses money. This is the truth.

It was evening.

After the pilgrims had dispersed.

Trucks loaded with flour drove on the asphalt road of Qingping Mountain, led by a black commercial vehicle.

Finally.

The entire convoy stopped at the end of the road behind the mountain.

After Yang Ying got off the car, she saw the Taoist priest standing on the side of the road. Her eyes lit up immediately and she ran over quickly.

"Taoist priest!"

"Wulian Shoufu, you ask them to move the flour down and put it on the ground!" Xuan Qing said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Taoist priest!"

After not seeing each other for six months, although she had a lot to say, the most important thing now was to complete the task assigned by the Taoist priest.