Six Realms Conferred God

Feng Jingyu said to the middle-aged monk: "Take them away, I'll pay you more."

The middle-aged monk was overjoyed when he heard it, and now he doesn't need to work and still has a salary.

The middle-aged cultivator immediately rushed over, slashing with his big sword, and even though the young men were all outstanding in the sect, they were only at the ninth level of the Lingtai stage, facing the strength of the middle-aged cultivator at the first level of the spiritual master. Still not enough to see.

Those young people have all the hearts they want to cry. What is this all about?

"My son, this was dug up just now, please put it away." The middle-aged cultivator came to Feng Jingyu with a smile, and handed over a dozen spirit stone particles to Feng Jingyu.

Feng Jingyu took one out and gave it to the middle-aged cultivator, and then said, "Go hard, you will also have a lot of spirit stone particles."

"Yes, yes, you must work hard." After the middle-aged cultivator got a piece of spiritual stone, he immediately got his energy, and shouted at the young people: "Give me a little faster, I haven't eaten yet? If you don't After digging this hill, don't think about rest."

"Now I know what the landlord class is." Feng Jingyu said with a smile.

"What's the situation?" Zhong Liwu came to the hill and saw that Yuanzong's disciples were digging in the mud. Feng Jingyu sat comfortably and watched.

When Feng Jingyu saw Zhong Liwu, he smiled and said, "You won't come to me as a laborer too?"

Zhong Liwu's face looked ugly all at once, and said: "I am a princess of the Northern Rong Dynasty, dare you let me dig for you?"

Feng Jingyu smiled and said: "Don't worry if you don't want to, there are good things in it, you dig ten, and I will give you one as a reward, how about?"

"Bah, don't think about it!" Zhong Liwu hummed.

Feng Jingyu took out a Lingshi particle and shook it in front of Zhong Liwu. Zhong Liwu felt the aura of the Lingshi particle and was a little surprised, and said, "What is this?"

"This is what you don't want. I'll give you another chance. You bring a group of people to dig, and dig up ten. How about I give you two?" Feng Jingyu smiled slyly.

Zhong Liwu said, "This mountain is not yours. I can dig if I want to. Do you still want to deal with this princess?"

"This mountain is mine now. If I don't let people dig it, then I can't dig it." Feng Jingyu said.

"You are too overbearing. When did this mountain become yours? My lord will dig. I see how you dare to deal with this princess. When the time comes, this princess only needs to shout and you will be exposed." Zhong Liwu threatened.

Feng Jingyu said indifferently with a look on his face: "Okay, you shout. As long as you shout out, I will definitely pull you back. You look so good, if you can enjoy it before you die, you will be a ghost."

Zhong Liwu said angrily: "You shameless person, dare you!"

"If you dare, I will dare!" Feng Jingyu said.

Zhong Liwu was trembling with anger. Feng Jingyu looked at Zhong Liwu's crisp chest and smiled and said, "Don't shake it, it makes me dazzled."

"Ah..." Zhong Liwu screamed, holding his chest, with an expression of murder, "You wait for me, and I will ask you to kneel down and beg for mercy."

"I'm so scared." Feng Jingyu said with a playful smile.

Zhong Liwu turned pale with anger. After snorting, he turned around and furiously said as he walked: "If I don't want you to kneel down and beg for mercy, I am not a princess of the Northern Rong Dynasty."

Zhong Liwu left angrily, and then shouted in the ruins, "Who wants to help this princess clean up a bastard? This princess will reward him with one hundred thousand gold and a weapon of the spirit class level."

Zhong Liwu's voice kept remembering in the ruins. Many people who searched for treasures in the ruins heard them, all with a look of surprise, and then they were all attracted by the benefits of Zhong Liwu.

Within a short while, more than a dozen people came to Zhong Liwu, and Zhong Liwu said: "As long as you can clean him up for me, I will fulfill my promise."

"His Royal Highness, rest assured, we must clean him up according to your requirements." A young man said, patting his chest.

"There is someone on that hill that is very annoying. You take him to me and ask him to kneel and beg for mercy. Even if you have completed the task," Zhong Liwu said.

"It's easy, princess, wait here, we will come as soon as we go."

These dozens of people rushed to the hill, Zhong Liwu smiled triumphantly at the corner of his mouth, and said, "You will beg this princess for mercy in a while."

However, Zhong Liwu waited on the spot for a long time, and didn't see those people bringing Feng Jingyu down. He was puzzled, "Why haven't he come down for so long?"

Zhong Liwu came to the hill curiously and was dumbfounded, seeing all the dozen people digging in tears.

"His Royal Highness, thank you for finding so many people for me, and it expanded my production scale at once." Feng Jingyu smiled.

Zhong Liwu was so angry that he wanted to vomit and learn, he couldn't say a word, "You..."

"Don't get excited, you can call some people over. I'll give you ten spirit stone particles, how about it?" Feng Jingyu took out the spirit stone particles and said like a nouveau riche.

"You... don't be proud, I will look for someone better than you now. I see how arrogant you will be then." Zhong Liwu gritted his teeth.

"I'm here waiting for you to come back, waiting for you to come back..." Feng Jingyu also sang the song "Peach Blossom Blooming".

Zhong Liwu was so angry.

"Young Master, we have dug a lot of places, it seems that the spirit stone particles have been mined." The middle-aged monk came to Feng Jingyu and said.

Feng Jingyu frowned, and then came to the excavated place. He really didn't feel any spiritual energy anymore. He said, "Look for it in the hills and mountains to see if there is any elixir."

The middle-aged monk supervised everyone and began to search for the elixir, but none of them were found.

"It seems that there is only one place here, and the others should also be exhausted." Feng Jingyu said to himself, touching his chin.

He has dug more than two hundred spirit stone particles now, which is not a small gain.

"Okay, there is nothing for you here. Get out of here." Feng Jingyu waved his hand and dismissed the middle-aged monk and others.

Feng Jingyu was about to leave the hill when he saw Zhong Liwu bringing two middle-aged monks to the hill, pointing at Feng Jingyu and saying, "This is the guy, you put him away for me, I will give you imagination Less than the benefits."

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, it's easy to clean him up." One of the middle-aged monks patted his chest.

The two middle-aged monks were both of the second-tier spiritualist strength, and Zhong Liwu would never believe that Feng Jingyu had the third-tier spiritualist strength.

Two middle-aged monks rushed to Feng Jingyu, Feng Jingyu snorted, punched out, and the two middle-aged monks flew upside down.

Zhong Liwu opened his mouth, too surprised to speak.

"You...your strength reached the third level of the spiritualist realm?" Zhong Liwu said with a trembling voice.

Feng Jingyu smiled and said: "I said your Royal Highness, the person you found is too weak, not enough for me to move my muscles and bones. It's really meaningless."

"You...you..." Zhong Liwu was shocked by the wind once and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Okay, I don't have time to play with you now, you can play by yourself." Feng Jingyu said, and left the hill.

Zhong Liwu stomped with anger, "What about this bastard, how can his cultivation level rise so quickly?"

After Feng Jingyu left the hill, he wandered around again, but he was stopped by someone who did not go far. Yuan Zong's disciple and an old man stopped him.

"The elder is this guy." A Yuanzong disciple gritted his teeth.

The old man walked out, staring at Feng Jingyu, and said coldly: "I heard that you are very arrogant and dare to instigate my Yuanzong disciples. Now I will give you the opportunity to kneel down to apologize and teach the spirit stone particles on your body. Come out, I can spare you not to die."

Feng Jingyu looked at the old man with a high look, and sneered: "Old man, you can make me kneel down, that's your skill, I will recognize him, otherwise, you will all be finished today. "

"I'm not old, my tone is not small." The old man was furious, his aura burst out, he had reached the third level of the spiritualist realm, and he rushed towards Feng Jingyu.

"How much skill do I think? Kneel me down." Feng Jingyu yelled coldly, and rushed out with a domineering stance, and instantly enveloped the old man. The old man's body suddenly felt a sink, and his face changed suddenly.

Before he recovered, Feng Jingyu slapped another palm, and the majestic aura burst out, condensing a huge palm to press down, the strong pressure made the old man's knees not straight.

"Kneel!" Feng Jingyu shouted, with aura burst out, very domineering.

Bang!

The old man's knee directly hit the ground, and the ground was smashed.

Yuan Zong's disciple was shocked, his face extremely pale.

The elder of Yuan Zong's face was also extremely ugly, and even more ashamed, he was beaten to his knees by a young man in front of so many disciples.

He roared and wanted to turn over, but was suppressed by Feng Jingyu, unable to resist.

Feng Jingyu snorted, and another force pressed it down and hit the old man's body. The old man "poofed" and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Feng Jingyu put away the breath of his body, walked to the old man, and said, "Don't bully the children casually, you know?"

The old man's face was pale, and he felt incomparable shame in his heart, and he couldn't help but spray out another mouthful of blood.

"you……"

"I'm all very old, and I'm still so angry, go back and drink some Wanglaoji to lower the fire, otherwise some cerebral hemorrhage will come up in a while, but I will die." Feng Jingyu snorted.

The old man was so angry that he wanted to die. Feng Jingyu glanced at several Yuan Zong disciples. The named disciples were all startled, their eyes dodged, and they didn't dare to look at Feng Jingyu.

Feng Jingyu snorted disdainfully, and then left.

"Dare to leave your name?" the old man gritted his teeth.

"Shi Tian Jing." Feng Jingyu said casually.