"The heads of the Wu clan, Wu Zhi, Wu Lan, and Wu Yu, are three food-breeding qi..."

"Yu Renqing, refining Qi."

"The feathered deer, the feathered mermaid, the feathered tiger, and the great wizard Zongmu. The four breath-taking."

(I made a mistake earlier. The cultivation of living people is: taking bait, eating qi, and refining qi. It corresponds to evil spirits, wandering gods, and night and day tours. Taking bait corresponds to evil spirits, and eating qi corresponds to wandering gods.)

Zhang Qi took the notebook handed over by Tang Ping and wrote down the opponent's name and strength one by one on it with a brush.

"Marquis Shen, are we ready to take revenge now?" Zhang Qi asked.

"If that doesn't work, let's plant the land first."

Tang Ping pointed at the fifty-six feet of dark soil around him.

"Plant at least a hundred more things here."

Tang Ping thought.

In eight years, the total number of places for pioneering and cutting grass has increased to three, and now one is used and two are left.

The area of ​​​​yin soil is centered on the banyan tree and radiates outward to a total width of fifty-six feet.

That is, a circle with a diameter of 168 meters, which would be more than 30 acres in area.

Spiritual objects require a lot of yin energy, so planting needs to be done at a large distance apart.

"Follow me."

Tang Ping flew to the shade of the banyan tree, followed closely by Zhang Qi.

I saw orchids growing intricately in the shade of the trees, and in the middle of the flowers was an eye that was about to cry.

"There are twenty plants in total. One plant releases one drop of orchid dew every month. There are twenty drops in total. Calculated based on one hundred cents per drop, one can earn two thousand a month, twenty thousand a year."

In the past few years, Tang Ping also planted ten species.

Then the two of them flew under the tree.

Twenty black sunflower-like things are evenly distributed around the banyan tree.

"Sunflowers ripen once a year, yielding hundreds of seeds and thirty cents each. The annual income can reach 60,000. Be careful when picking them, as the little ones may spurt out and injure you."

The difference between spiritual plants and ordinary plants is that they have a little more biological properties.

Youlan's illusion eyes and Sunflower's stress shots are both manifestations of spiritual beings.

Coupled with the stringent planting requirements, only a few people have been able to plant it.

As a commonly used training resource for wandering gods, the price has always been high.

"Ling! Ghost!"

Tang Ping shouted.

Twelve ghost soldiers sprang out from not far away. These are the ghost soldiers found in the past few years.

"You all know this man. From now on he will be Mao Tu Yin Cheng, in charge of all matters of the territory."

"Meet Tu Cheng!"

Fifteen ghost soldiers knelt down on one knee.

"Everyone, please get up!"

"Many ghost soldiers may be born in the next few days. Please be careful to find them."

"Yes!"

Tang Ping returned to the underwater palace to practice.

Yang Jian.

Zhang ordered all his soldiers and horses to fight out under the leadership of Zhang Cong.

Chinese people like to use chariots, while barbarians like to ride horses.

Riding a horse is more flexible.

Nine hundred infantry and one hundred cavalry crashed into the copper and iron walls surrounded by the opponent like they were desperate.

In front of the formation, there are tall strangers blocking the way, and there are several feathered men in the sky.

As soon as the soldiers came into contact, Zhang suffered heavy casualties.

"Kill!!"

Zhang Cong took the lead, charging into the enemy camp with a long sword and fire.

Once approached, or even faced with a charge, the chariot appears very cumbersome.

Soon, a hole was torn open in the camp.

Zhang Cong led all his troops and rushed out.

On the other side, a war is also taking place in the jungle.

After two days and two nights of fleeing and fighting.

In the end, the Wu family won the victory, and the Zhang family and the Xiong family abandoned their clan areas and moved downstream along the Dan River to more barbaric areas.

It’s not worth pursuing any further.

Now that they have tens of thousands of acres of fertile farmland and thousands of slaves and captives, they have enough to eat.

It is too difficult to eradicate the weeds, and it is even more dangerous to chase beyond the core scope of one's own power.

Downstream of Danshui, the current here is even more turbulent, and many dragons are even seen in the water. If they are not careful, they will be dragged into the water.

At this time, a team of thousands of people came to station here.

At the front of the march was a middle-aged man riding a tiger. Beside the middle-aged man was Zhang Cong of the Zhang family.

"Junior brother, the conditions here are difficult, don't mind." The bloody scars on Xiong Ying's face bear witness to the fierce battles he experienced, and he wiped his sword while speaking.

The two tribes lost a quarter of their people, and two-quarters of their savages were captured. Now these are the only ones left.

"Senior brother is joking. I am not a delicate person. Besides..." Zhang Cong looked around, "This place has beautiful mountains and rivers. It is a good time for us to develop."

"Haha, that's right!"

After that, everyone started new construction.

Xiong lives in the lower reaches of Dan River.

The Zhang family is stationed on a hilltop covered with plum blossoms, also known as Meishan.

Zhang Cong calmed down and made a decision that went against his ancestors.

"From now on, the Zhang family has no land and merges with the Xiong family. The Zhang family's disciples go forward to practice magic and take bait to live forever."

The two families cannot be divided.

Even if we are like a family now, the descendants in the future may not be the same.

Xiong is the descendant of Zhu Rong, with natural powers and leadership qualities.

People from the Zhang family cannot learn this.

It is better to concentrate on studying the divine channel method.

Although having more people is important, what really determines the outcome is the combat power of the upper echelons.

……

Yang Jian.

After several days of searching, twenty-two ghost soldiers were successfully found.

"It's probably not much."

Tang Ping said to Mao Tu Cheng Zhang Qi.

Excluding those who died naturally, those whose bodies were thrown into the wilderness, and those whose heads were beheaded for sacrifice, there are not many truly complete ghost soldiers left.

"There are thirty-two in total, but I think there are a few."

"Don't worry, everyone will die. There's no need to compare speed, just time."

Practice slowly and occupy the entire space step by step.

In the process, kill all those who stand in your way.

Tang Ping usually doesn't cause trouble, but if someone really makes him feel in danger, he doesn't mind killing the danger in advance.

Return to the underwater palace.

In the past eight years, the frog has grown to the size of a human head, and has awakened part of his magical power to control water.

I guess I ate too much shrimp.

Leading fifty aquariums, he does have the demeanor of a general, but he currently uses it to pickle salted fish.

"Quack, quack, quack." The frog croaked.
To be continued...