Darkness enveloped the entire Wushan City, and the night was quiet.
Shen Tian sat cross-legged, and the spirit stone was spread on the bed as if he didn't want money.
The soldier beside him stared blankly, his eyes full of envy and longing.
When will he be able to squander his aura in cultivation like this! I can't even dream of it.
You must know that for the true disciples of the Holy Land, hundreds of thousands of spirit stones are like pocket money.
But for the vast majority of sect disciples, this is already a huge fortune.
After all, in the mortal world, one spirit stone can be exchanged for a thousand taels of silver.
Those who can consume spirit stones without stress are all super rich!
For those born in ordinary families like military men, every spirit stone must be saved.
This man served as the captain of the Wushan Army, and was already the middle level of the Wushan Army Camp.
Even so, his monthly salary is only half a spirit stone, which is 500 taels of silver.
If the Wushan army can go out of the city to hunt and get extra harvest, maybe they can make some extra money.
But now in the city, there are blood monsters and mosquito spirits making troubles from time to time, and people are panicking.
The Wushan army can only be on alert at any time, guarding the city every day.
If these spirit stones used by Shen Tian to practice at night are converted into military salaries.
It is probably comparable to the savings he has saved for hundreds of years in Wushan City without eating or drinking!
It has to be said that a single practice of the rich is worth the life savings of the poor, and it is the same in any world.
When the last big week was over, all the spirit stones around Shen Tian lost their crystal luster.
Shen Tian exhaled turbid air, and finally recovered some of the energy he had spent on the journey.
He looked at the soldier and said, "Young student, what's your name?"
The burly man said cautiously: "The villain's surname is Zeng, and his name is Biao."
Zeng Biao
Shen Tian was thoughtful, a mere qi-refining third-layer heaven dared to stop the foundation stage's son, he was quite strong.
Shen Tian took out a big red knife from Cangming Jie: "This is a low-grade magic weapon knife."
"Next, I will ask you some questions. If you answer well, the knife will be yours."
This low-grade magic weapon knife was picked up by Shen Tian on the ground when Misty City was in chaos.
Shen Tian's body was full of spiritual artifacts, including a whole set of sacred artifacts. To be honest, these magical artifacts were useless at all.
But for Zeng Biao, a low-grade magic knife is at least worth hundreds of spirit stones.
Based on his income, he would have to live without food or drink for decades to be able to afford it.
And for him, the low-grade magic weapon is just able to exert its power.
Even stronger mid-grade and high-grade magic weapons, he is not able to control them.
On the contrary, it is easy to conceive the crime of jade, which arouses the covetousness of some high-level practitioners, and may be robbed.
As long as he can get this low-grade magic weapon, Zeng Biao's strength can be increased by at least 50%, completely reborn.
It will be safer for him to go hunting in the future, and his life-saving ability will increase many times.
Thinking of this, Zeng Biao hurriedly said: "Senior, just ask, I know everything!"
Shen Tian nodded in satisfaction: "Tell me everything you know about mosquito spirits."
Although the time and place have been completely determined in the opportunity screen of Beidou Shengzi before.
But with the lessons learned from the misty plain's car rollover last time, Shen Tian still felt that it was not safe enough.
Therefore, he must know everything about this mosquito spirit, and he knows it like the back of his hand!
It's that simple? Zeng Biao was ecstatic. Doesn't this mean giving away treasures
Sure enough, I have always praised the senior immortal teacher for being handsome, and the immortal teacher is very happy.
Let me just say, the handsome senior immortal teacher must be generous and forthright!
While Zeng Biao was very grateful for his decision to stop Shen Tian before, he began to introduce Mosquito Essence.
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From Zeng Biao's mouth, Shen Tian learned that this mosquito spirit had suddenly appeared in recent months.
At the beginning, it just attacked the cattle and sheep pastures outside Wushan City to suck the blood of cattle and sheep.
Moreover, its cultivation base is not very strong, and it is only around the Qi refining period.
Wushan City sent some elite fighters from the refining period to search for it and hunt it down.
I thought it would be easy to deal with the evildoer.
Unexpectedly, that mosquito spirit was so tyrannical that it killed all the soldiers.
After killing all the soldiers, the mosquito spirit disappeared strangely, as if it had left the vicinity of Wushan City directly.
However, two months later, it appeared again, this time directly in Wushan City.
At this time, the strength of this mosquito essence has reached the ninth level of Qi refining.
It can drain an adult in an instant.
It slaughtered wantonly in the city, crazily sucking the blood of the people.
As a result, the strength of Mosquito Essence has broken through the bottleneck and advanced to the foundation-building realm.
In that battle, several foundation-building stage monks were drained of blood and turned into mummies.
The old city lord of Wushan City in the Jindan stage left the customs, but in the end he could only injure him and escape, but failed to keep him.
I thought that the mosquito spirit would not come back after being injured, but I didn't expect that only two months had passed.
This mosquito spirit appeared again, and its cultivation had already half-step alchemy.
In that battle, the old city lord, who had formed alchemy for hundreds of years, lost to this mosquito spirit.
He was crushed and beaten by this mosquito, and his blood was almost sucked out, and he blew up all his magic weapons before repelling it.
Because of his heavy injuries, the old city lord died within a few days, and there was no Golden Core expert in the city.
Facing the mosquito spirit that might make a comeback at any time, everyone panicked.
So they sent people to Beidou Holy City overnight to seek protection.
Wushan City is a vassal of Beidou Holy City, and it provides a lot of taxes every year.
But on the contrary, if Wushan City is in danger, Beidou Holy City will also protect it.
Therefore, although most people in Wushan City are afraid of mosquito spirits, they are not particularly worried.
After all, every time Mosquito Essence left, it would take two months to come back, so there was plenty of time.
As long as the immortal head of Beidou Holy City arrives, he will naturally surrender this beast!
However, Shen Tian knew that everyone in Wushan City had been deceived.
This red-winged black mosquito is not as simple as they imagined.
And the next time it appears will not be two months from now, just before tomorrow morning!
Because Beidou Shengzi arrived in the early morning of tomorrow, and when he arrived.
The entire Wushan City has been turned into a dead city, and there are basically no living people.
In other words, the mosquito spirit had already completed the sneak attack and massacre before the early morning!
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After listening to all the news about the red-winged black mosquito that Zeng Biao knew, Shen Tian had a rough idea.
He nodded, and casually threw the low-grade magic weapon long knife to Zeng Biao.
At the same time, Shen Tian injected a spiritual thought into Zeng Biao's body.
That was a sword technique that Shen Tian had learned when he was in Dayan Kingdom.
Naturally, it can't be compared with the inheritance of the Holy Land Cave Heaven, but it can be regarded as a good skill.
Although the thirteenth prince became obsessed after practicing, it was a matter of luck and had nothing to do with this saber technique.
This guy Zeng Biao looks big and thick, but he has a kind nature, and the most important thing is to understand aesthetics.
After Shen Tian calmed down, he felt that he should reward this guy.
For this, Zeng Biao is naturally grateful, after all, this set of inheritance is much stronger than his skills!
If he switches to this set of exercises, Zeng Biao's achievements in the future will definitely be doubled. This is a great opportunity!
Shen Tian generously accepted Zeng Biao's thanks, and then let Zeng Biao go back to practice with peace of mind.
But he himself continued to meditate, adjusting his state to the most suitable for fighting.
Because Shen Tian knew that the enemy might arrive at the battlefield at any time!
You have to be at your peak at all times.
…
The night is getting darker.
The stars are a little bit, really beautiful.
Most of the people in Wushan City were already sound asleep.
However, in the City Lord's Mansion, Shen Tian's eyes suddenly opened.
A golden thunder shot straight towards Xiaohan, and suddenly exploded in the sky above Wushan City.
The sound of thunder resounded throughout Wushan City, awakening countless sleeping people from their dreams.
A group of foundation-building monks rushed to Shen Tianfang and carefully asked what was going on.
Shen Tian took a deep breath, and his body stretched out like a swimming dragon.
He stood proudly on the tower, looking at the sky in the distance.
There, there are swarms of bloody mosquitoes...
It is overwhelming!
(end of this chapter)