Ball Ball Cultivation

Manager Liang has a beloved youngest son. Because he has the best talent, he spends a lot of resources to train him carefully so that he can take over another person's body in the future.

His current physical condition was because the technique he practiced was too vicious. After achieving Nascent Soul, he needed to soak in a pool of blood frequently to maintain normal life.

There was almost no possibility for Manager Liang to advance in his cultivation, and the body of his youngest son, who was extremely talented, was the way out he left for himself.

His son's stupidity was also the reason why he secretly indulged him, for he was afraid that his son would be out of his control when he grew up. It can be said that he had no family affection at all.

The demon cultivator took over the body of his own blood relative, so the degree of compatibility was relatively high and he suffered less backlash from cause and effect. Besides, his son was a fool with an incomplete mind.

Seeing Jun Jianchou directly destroying Manager Liang's sea of ​​consciousness, crushing his Nascent Soul, and burning away his dark soul, everyone knew how many innocent people this Manager Liang had humiliated and how many ordinary families had been destroyed. His crimes were so heinous that they were intolerable.

It was not until the afternoon of the next day that it was monitored that Taoist Huangmei met a man in a black cloak in a secret room in the back mountain.

This person's cultivation has reached the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, comparable to Qing Heng, and he is very alert.

Even Jun Jianchou couldn't act rashly to take him down without alerting others, so he could only take it step by step.

Qingheng had an active mind and quickly came up with a plan. He used interstellar equipment to investigate and found that a group of people were eavesdropping openly in Manager Liang's room.

The man in the black cloak said coldly, "What big deal are you talking about? Why are you looking for me so urgently?"

Taoist Priest Huang Mei was a little frightened, but finally bowed his head in submission: "I have found out everything you asked me to find out."

The man in the black cloak was cold and distant: "Oh, tell me." His fingers tapped the teacup in his hand unconsciously.

Taoist Huang Mei became even more respectful. "The boy who used the black snake poison disappeared. I sent people to search for him secretly, but there has been no news so far."

The man in the black cloak finally put away his nonchalance and took a sip of the spiritual tea. "Oh, is there an antidote to Wu Yu's poison? He didn't die prematurely from the poison."

Taoist Huang Mei could sense the careless killing intent and quickly explained:

"There is no antidote for the Wuqi poison. You know, my alchemy skills are far inferior to my poison skills. I can guarantee that there is no antidote for the Wuqi poison."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I originally suspected that he had died from the poison. Isn't it because the time was not right? The people below were afraid of taking responsibility, so they announced that he had disappeared. Later, they reported that there was indeed a theft. I suspect he was taken away."

Black Cloak still looked nonchalant. He was just a piece of trash. If he wasn't trying to catch a big fish, it wouldn't matter if he died or disappeared.

"You used this disposable teleportation array just to tell me this?" He released some pressure as he spoke.

Taoist Huang Mei changed his sitting position to kneeling. "Sir, I need something. I hope you can help me restrain the Left Protector. Let's make a deal. In addition, I will give you ten bottles of the elixir from last time."

The man in the black cloak stared at the Taoist priest with yellow eyebrows for a moment, then slowly said, "Alright, you've been the Left Protector for too long. Give me some special corpse poison, and I'll help you get rid of it within three days. Ten bottles of pills won't do, but this is the minimum."

Taoist Huangmei wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and said: "I really don't have that many medicinal materials. If you can provide me with the main medicine, I can finish the supply within a year."

The black-robed man resumed his nonchalant attitude. "Alright. Remove the protective formation that the Left Protector has set up for three breaths. I'll go in and help you eliminate your opponent. You don't need me to teach you how to finish the rest."

Taoist Huang Mei repeatedly said, "Left Protector received a top-grade zombie from Manager Liang. While in seclusion refining it, he was poisoned and died."

The people secretly investigating the black cloak included Jun Jianchou, Zhu Yan, and Xuan Zhuo. This eavesdropping provided a lot of clues, at least we know who Man Nianhong's enemy is!

Qing Heng had already guessed that the man in black was probably one of the masterminds behind poisoning Manyanhong, and he didn't want to get involved.

Let the calm Xuan Zhuo and the indifferent Zhu Yan go over to help. After all, there are only three breaths of time to enter the courtyard where the right protector is in seclusion.

Qiuqiu nudged Qingheng, "Let's go collect some errand fees. Isn't this Jinlu Villa very lavish?!"

Qingheng thought: I didn’t expect you to be such a ball!

But he replied, "I have already explored the route. The treasure house is below the library. The medicine field is near the stream on the east side. The alchemist is next to the medicine field, but those are all ordinary medicinal materials. The valuable medicine field is in that valley." He pointed to the secret place in the back mountain.

Qiuqiu was visibly happy: "Let's go to the medicine field. Senior Bai, take people to the treasure house." It would be faster if they acted separately.

After passing through layers of formations and guards, Qiuqiu saw a medicinal field of less than ten acres in front of him. All the plants planted were spiritual plants of level three or above. Qiuqiu looked at Qingheng in confusion:

"Why is the spiritual energy here so rich? Look, there are even extinct seventh-level spiritual medicines recorded in the ancient books of Xuanxi Palace?"

While Qing Heng dealt with the caregivers inside, he explained to Qiuqiu, "The Immortal Demon Continent fell from the Immortal Realm. It's not surprising that some spiritual veins remain after tens of thousands of years."

"Demon contamination is a long process. Now that the demonic energy and spiritual energy are able to balance each other, it has reached a stable stage."

"I'll pick the precious ones first. Please keep an eye on them for me."

In order to speed up the process, Qiuqiu dug out the spiritual plants and threw them directly into the space, asking Huahua to arrange the planting.

Before they had finished digging up the three spiritual plants, Huahua called out from within her sea of ​​consciousness, "Let me out and see if you've stumbled upon another medicinal garden."

Qiuqiu was puzzled by Huahua's true form being able to emerge during the fusion of space! Huahua noticed Qiuqiu's thoughts and explained, "I can only release one incarnation, so it won't consume much energy!"

Looking at the medicinal garden of more than ten acres in front of him, the black soil was extremely fertile, no worse than the one in the space that had been nourished by spiritual energy for a long time.

Huahua had an idea: "Based on the rules of the portable medicine garden you obtained, I can try to store this medicinal field in the space. Do you want to try it?"

Qiuqiu, who was happily digging for elixirs, said: "Huahua, you are amazing. Try it! Of course I have to try it!"

Huahua complained a little: "It consumes a lot of spatial energy."

When Qingheng heard their plan, he began to cooperate tacitly. Not only did he put away all the surveillance puppets, he also threw out of the valley several unconscious caregivers who were taking care of the medicine field.

Huahua flew to the middle of the medicinal field, stretched out her little hands and kept making hand gestures. As the afterimages changed, the dozen acres of medicinal field slowly became an independent temporary three-dimensional space.

Then it shrank visibly, finally becoming the size of a palm. Huahua's avatar became somewhat transparent. Holding the miniature medicine garden, she said weakly, "I'll go back and find a place in space with a similar environment to this one to settle down."