At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

"Moo!"

"Old cow, how are you doing? A big black cow was caught!"

"Moo~"

One person and one cow suddenly laughed, with the purest joy in their eyes.

But after that, the big black cow no longer believed in Chen Xun's fishing skills, so it might as well cast a net with Xiao Chi to fish.

Not long after, they started whispering again on the coast, holding a few pamphlets in their hands, as if they had endless things to say.

In the distance, a fat figure in Taoist uniform appeared in the sky.

At the moment when the mana in the sky fluctuated, the gentle eyes of Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu suddenly became sharp, and they turned their heads to look.

But it was Song Heng who came, and the expressions of one man and one bull became calm again.

Song Heng only felt his whole body tremble just now, an inexplicable chill eroded his whole body, and then receded in an instant, as if he had a hallucination for a moment.

He landed on the coast and cupped his hands, with a flattering smile on his face: "I've met the factory owner, Senior Hei Niu."

"Fatty, it's you."

"Moo~"

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu smiled, and the latter took half a step back. This kind of thing can be done by Chen Xun, and it doesn't need to worry about it.

Song Heng's small eyes shone brightly, and the Taoist robe was even messier than before, very sloppy. He rubbed his hands, but he didn't hold the 'heirloom' treasure hunting compass.

I don't know if he forgot, or if he was really afraid that the person in front would try to steal his treasure.

Song Heng took two steps forward cautiously, looked around wretchedly, and said mysteriously, "Manufacturer, a lot of fragments of the Qianji Spirit Seal have been collected in the past hundred years, and they can be refined again."

Hearing this, Chen Xun's face became calm. He had personally handled these two things and disassembled them once every hundred years, otherwise the contents in the fragments would be too scarce, and it would take time and effort.

"Fatty, your ability is really good." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chen Xun's mouth, which was meaningful, "Even I can't find out this thing exactly, let alone sense it accurately."

"Moo~" the big black cow echoed behind his back. The origin and secret of this fat man are a bit big, but he did help them a lot.

"Factory owner, I am loyal to you, my ancestors can see it!" Song Heng exclaimed, the fat on his body was shaking, and he couldn't even hide the Taoist robe, "Xiaodao only has this role for me."

"It's okay, I will do what I promised you, and naturally you won't come to us for no reason."

Chen Xun waved his hands, put one behind his back, and said with a smile, "We really need a few right-hand assistants, and I am very optimistic about you."

The amount of [-] high-grade spirit stones is naturally not the amount accumulated over the past hundreds of years.

He still has at least 30 high-grade spirit stones left in his hand, and now he is just throwing stones to ask for directions, to see if Jian Bai was reliable at that time.

Song Heng rolled his small eyes a few times, his eyes were full of deepness, as if he had been completely seen through.

A hundred years may not be seen through, but 500 years is enough to see through a person.

He couldn't help but secretly resent that the poodle must have exposed a lot of information about him, yes, it was all his fault!

"The factory owner... is actually not too important. For the Xiaodao race, this is one of the fates. It can be completed or not."

Song Heng spoke slowly, with a slightly struggling expression on his face, "With such huge resources, it is by no means a problem for Xiaodao to cultivate to the Dao stage."

This matter can be regarded as a secret between the two of them. Those Taobao people don't know what they are looking for for those broken spirit seals, they are all mixed with the Great Desolation Crow God Crystal.

Chen Xun suddenly walked forward, a head taller than Song Heng, and patted the dirt on the latter's body: "Fatty, it's been a long time to see people's hearts, since you choose me as the destiny of your race, you might as well give it a try."

Song Heng looked up in shock, feeling a little flattered.

The factory owner's temperament is too special, I always feel that he is so peaceful, indifferent to the world, but hides a sense of supreme confidence.

He subconsciously replied: "Yes..."

"I heard that you and Xiao Chi are very close, and there is a young man named Gu Lisheng."

Chen Xun changed the subject, his eyes were full of deep eyes, "Take him to see tomorrow, I want to see him."

Song Heng was startled, and suddenly became a little excited: "Senior, even you heard about that thief Li Sheng farting everywhere?!"

"what?"

"Moo?"

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu were startled, farting indiscriminately?

Seeing their expressions like this, Song Heng was even more excited.

He hurriedly talked about Gu Lisheng's various deeds with embellishment, but he didn't talk about Xiao Chi's matter anyway, who doesn't understand the world.

"Li Sheng, Daoist, my brother, the anger towards the poodle, let's transfer it to you for the time being."

Song Heng sneered in his heart, and kept telling Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu about it.

What about Gu Lisheng's cowhide filling the sky above the garbage island, what about his farts smelling worse than garbage, and he would fart whenever he saw anyone.

"Hahaha..." Chen Xun laughed out loud, as expected of Xiao Chi's friend, each of them is more unique than the other, it's not that the family doesn't belong to the same family.

The big black bull's eyes were lost in thought, but in fact it farts loudly is also quite powerful.

Back then, in the battle at the top of Wangjiacun, he became a god with a fart, banned a hundred heroes, and let the eldest brother seize the opportunity!

It suddenly laughed foolishly, and became quiet again in an instant, the gloomy look in its eyes flashed away, and it stopped making a sound.

Chen Xun glanced at Da Hei Niu slightly, while Song Heng was still dancing and narrating.

As he was talking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, the vitality around him was... very different.

He was horrified, and suddenly looked at Chen Xun. The latter's brows were flickering at this time, and a palpitation kept coming!

"Factory...factory owner..."

"Go ahead and bring him tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Song Heng cupped his hands and trembled. He didn't raise his lowered head, and hurried away as if fleeing, not even daring to turn around.

At that moment just now, he seemed to have seen a deathly darkness flash away.

……

At this time, outside the thatched hut next to the garbage recycling plant.

Qing Li, Qing Wan is standing respectfully in front of Xiao He, Mo Guanshi is now practicing in seclusion, and now they are responsible for all matters big and small.

It's just that out of the corner of their eyes, they looked at this land vaguely. The land here is a bit special, and they always feel that there is a great change every time they come here.

On the ground, you can vaguely see a few formation veins wandering in it, even emitting a cold light, and there is definitely more than one formation here...

They have now become gods of transformation, and they can already arouse a trace of vitality from heaven and earth.

Naturally, I can understand some things more clearly, not to mention the ground, even this thatched house seems to be composed of formations!

At this time Xiaohe was flipping through some things, Qingli and Qingwan looked at each other silently, with a drop of cold sweat on their foreheads.

Every formation here is ingeniously arranged, connected to each other, well arranged...

Especially in that thatched hut, they always felt that there was something that made their hair stand on end, and they didn't dare to let go of their consciousness. This was the last signal from their bodies.

This kind of handwriting can only be done by the Taoist master of Trash Island, that senior black cow!