All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"Is this the extremely desolate area known as the desperate state of Beiling Realm?"

"Tsk tsk, it’s not that scary!"

"Haha, that sect established by He Yiming here? Quite courageous!"

……

Ten of the figures spoke one after another, but their voices were a little different from those of ordinary people, and they sounded a bit strange.

"Everyone...this is the extreme wilderness! The plan has been discussed before...you just need to act according to the arrangement!"The leading figure slowly took off his cloak, revealing his true appearance.

It was Gu Hang, the former vice-president of Haotian Academy.

None of the ten figures behind Gu Hang was human, and the aura of each one was powerful. It is astonishing that all of them exist in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

To be honest, in Gu Hang's opinion, these ten alien races are enough to massacre He Yiming and his sect.

The people of the Prison Suppressing Holy Land are really cautious, and they don't care. Leave a loophole!

If these ten aliens who are good at controlling beasts take action to trigger a tide of beasts and massacre He Yiming's sect, they will not leave any evidence at all!

Even if it happens, there will be powerful people who can launch the cause and effect in the future. Through technical inquiries, the most they can find is himself and these ten aliens.

At that moment, the Prison Suppressing Holy Land will abandon himself and others, and completely forget the relationship.

"Go for it! Remember, that He Yiming is powerful enough to overwhelm ten foundation-building monsters. You must not underestimate him. You must attract more monsters!"Gu Hang couldn't help but remind him.

"hehe……"The ten aliens sneered disdainfully.

What do those useless Foundation-building realm monsters kept in captivity in Haotian Academy mean to them?

Each of the ten aliens present were confident and could be killed easily!

Moreover, the ten alien races are more convinced that there must be a backstage behind He Yiming. The ten foundation-building monster beasts were probably manipulated by others, and they were pushed out to be killed by He Yiming to save the world of He Yiming. The top gilded one!

A mere Spirit Vein Realm, Wushang pushed ten Foundation Establishment Realm monsters?

This lie will be exposed as soon as you poke it!

Humph, it’s all a routine

"knew! Let's go!"The ten aliens nodded, and without any nonsense, they took to the sky one after another and headed for Shiwan Mountain!

"He Yiming, you are dead this time! As long as you die... Nangong Li will 90% not come back to take the assessment. When the time comes, won't the first place in the second round of assessment belong to my grandson Gu Changfeng?"Gu Hang couldn't help but sneered.

Especially when he thought that after this vote was completed, he would be able to regain the position of vice president of Haotian Academy, and even... maybe even have the slightest connection with the Holy Land of Prison Suppression!

Suppression! The Holy Land of Hell is countless times stronger than Haotian Academy! With such thick thighs, I am willing to treat myself like one!

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At this time, the Lingwu chariot driven by Xingchen was driving rapidly towards the sect.

He Yiming sat in the Lingwu chariot and roughly counted the harvest this time.

He Yiming simply ignored the mountains of monster bones, furs, and various kinds of meat that the players had recovered.

During this Northern Expedition, 11 Foundation Establishment Realm monsters were killed, excluding the four killed by the Iron-Blooded Army Ant Nest. He Yiming was surprised to find that the players actually killed seven more Foundation Establishment Realm monsters independently.

Six of them seemed to have been killed by the Indomitable Bear alone?

He Yiming secretly admired it and didn't think much about it.

Although the players didn't understand much, they skillfully plucked the furs of these seven foundation-building monsters, and basically made all the edible parts into various delicacies.

As for the inedible bones and so on, they were all thrown into the warehouse.

He Yiming quickly found twelve alien bones among them, all of which could be refined into spiritual weapons.

However, He Yiming didn't see the inner elixir, so it was probably thrown away by the player as viscera or something.

Pity.

In addition, there are naturally a large number of low-level and mid-level spiritual herbs.

Then there are many, many five-clawed golden dragons, Emperor Ancestor Zhixiang.

Finally, there are the low-grade spiritual veins found from the iron-blooded army ant nest, and the jade slips of Mingjian Jue.

"It's a pity that the number of players is a bit small, otherwise the Northern Expedition would have been more fruitful this time!"He Yiming was looking forward to it at this time. If the system can be successfully upgraded, it will definitely be able to recruit players again!

But now it seems that the system upgrade task is too difficult! It is almost impossible to succeed!

When the Lingwu Chariot returns The journey went smoothly without any monsters blocking the way, so it only took half a day to return to the sect.

"Brother Ming, have you discovered SH? What does it look like? How does it taste? Do it or not? Is it moist?"As soon as He Yiming brought the players back to Zongmen Square, the farmer rushed towards him, his eyes shining, and even He Yiming was a little scared.

"Hold the grass, I don’t accept anyone, but Brother Nong!"

"As expected of my Nong brother, Shen Nong has tasted all kinds of herbs, and my Nong brother has tasted all kinds of SH!"

"Show!"

……

The players also took a step back and glanced at the farmer with the eyes of the warrior.

"These are spiritual grass seeds. These are mid-level spiritual grasses. You transplant them into the spiritual field.……"He Yiming first took out a lot of spiritual grass seeds and some spiritual grasses that needed to be transplanted and handed them to the farmer.

Finally, under the expectant gaze of the farmer, He Yiming took out another storage charm

"What's inside is full of True Dragon's Soar, which is enough for you to refine a massive amount of Soar!"He Yiming smiled slightly

"Wow!"The farmer was so excited that he licked the corner of his mouth and wanted to open the fruit storage charm.

"stop! You go back to Lingtian and study slowly!"He Yiming can't resist such a fierce person. Holding the grass, you want to take a bite on the spot?

"Oops, too……"The farmer nodded and quickly ran back to the spiritual field.

"Wang Lufei, the best ice spell in the national server, the indomitable bear, beef noodles, the four of you can choose a piece of land and build a pavilion!"He Yiming waved his hand, summoned the four people and reminded them.

"Wow! Can I also build a villa?"

"Hey hey, I finally have my own place!"

"What kind of one should I build?……"

……

The four of them were very excited. They immediately gathered friends and started preparing to build a villa.

He Yiming strode back to the Alchemy Pavilion

"Brother Ming is back!"Higher Mathematics and others were still studying the elixir recipe in the Alchemy Pavilion. When they saw He Yiming appear, they immediately gathered around

"Advanced Mathematics, here are all low-level spiritual herbs, and some intermediate spiritual herbs. You can start to continue refining alchemy! After the farmer has matured a new batch of low-level spiritual grass, you will receive it and continue to refine the alchemy!"

"yes!"

"By the way, how is the research on Danfang going?"

"Brother Ming, Danfang has cracked 475 of them so far!"

"Well, good, keep up the good work!"

"Yes, Brother Ming!"

……

He Yiming sorted the large amounts of spiritual herbs harvested from the Northern Expedition into the Alchemy Pavilion's warehouse before leaving the Alchemy Pavilion.

As soon as he went out, He Yiming walked towards the forging hall again.

At this time, in the forging hall, several forging players who had just returned from the Northern Expedition were excitedly starting a new wave of forging.

"Everyone!"He Yiming spoke and summoned these forging players.

"Is Brother Ming going to create a spiritual weapon himself again?"

"Damn it, I want to try it too!"

"Yes, but I couldn't make it with those monster bones!"

……

These forging players looked at He Yiming expectantly, hoping that He Yiming could personally explain it a few more times.