Don’t Mess with Shennong

Wang Ping'an shot out in a rage, with one percent of the demeanor of the year, killing these monsters one by one, killing these monsters so much that there are almost no enemies in one.

After hunting for hundreds of miles, Wang Ping'an frowned slightly, feeling that these monsters were too weak and should be cannon fodder, and the big monster who was really instructing behind the scenes should have escaped long ago.

It is not suitable to leave the Shennong Orchard too far, and cut a dozen demons before returning.

At this moment, the Shennong Ding was also struggling, belching full, and from time to time a puff of blue smoke erupted from the cracks in the cauldron.

Around Shennong Orchard, a mess, roads and plants were devastated.

Sixty-four small flags appeared on their bodies, a little broken, swaying in the wind, as if the wind was stronger, they could be blown off.

"These broken flags are a bit weak." Wang Pingan shook his head, very disappointed with these flags.

Shennongding smiled awkwardly, and said: "In fact, it is not weak anymore, at least it can withstand the attacks of hundreds of demons. When you have the refining materials, I can help you upgrade the flag."

"It can only be so." As he said, Wang Ping'an opened a passage and entered the orchard.

At this moment, the cultivator in the orchard saw Wang Ping'an's figure, as if reborn after a disaster, limp on the spot.

Just now, they also tried very hard to fight back, and they had killed a few demons, but the power gap was too great.

"Fortunately, there is the Eight Desolate Banners protection, no one is injured, and the three mortal flat peach trees are fine. The other fruit trees can be replanted if they are destroyed."

Wang Ping'an comforted everyone.

The parents didn't understand the matter of cultivation, but didn't know the danger. Gu Qingcheng cast a sleepy little spell, and he still sleeps today.

After busying for two days, Wang Ping'an led the people to repair the entire orchard, and then checked everyone's progress in cultivation, and gave them some mysterious spells based on each person's situation.

The memory is restored, the previous exercises are also restored, just revealing a little can benefit these people a lot.

Wang Ping'an also began to practice in a short retreat, fusing his memories, practicing the exercises, and adapting the body to the new practice.

In a blink of an eye, it was three months.

For cultivators, this time is a blink of an eye, but for people like Wang Pingan who play games and read novels every day, it is already extremely long.

When he walked out of the room, his hair was already at his waist, as if he hadn't practiced hard for the past three months, but was just trying to grow his hair.

The extremely handsome face, coupled with long hair, is like a protagonist from a costume drama.

Gu Qingcheng and Xu Qing, who were looking forward to Wang Ping’s departure every day, were dumbfounded on the spot. After the man from the family had grown his hair, could he still be so handsome?

Can the one-hundred-point beauty be improved by another twenty?

If he were to prepare another costume for him, wouldn't he be handsome?

The two women committed a **** in an instant: "Husband, have you sneaked out for plastic surgery in these three months?"

"Plastic surgery? How can immortals have plastic surgery? You really think... when the immortal reshapes his body, what kind of face he wants is not good."

Wang Ping'an replied to them.

The reason why the creatures of the immortal world have beauty and ugliness is only because they have different aesthetics.

You think that creature is ugly, but if it feels beautiful on its own, it is willing to reshape its body like that, no one can control it.

Some people like tall and mighty ones, some like chic and handsome ones, and some like short and fat ones...

Fortunately, Wang Pingan’s aesthetic is similar to that of human beings, otherwise it would be difficult to find a target after reincarnation.

"I don't care, I just think you are handsome. Since you have long hair, you can't wear modern clothes. I will order you a hundred sets of ancient costumes... No, I will order a thousand sets!"

Said the little rich woman Xu Qing.

"No, I seem to have period clothes..."

Because when the two were chatting, Wang Ping'an suddenly received a reward from the system.

Yes, yes, it is a reward, a reward for no reason.

Ding!

Congratulations to the host, for three months of training, perfect memory fusion, rapid recovery of spirits, special rewards for three hundred sets of fairy robe and one thousand accessories!

In front of Wang Ping'an, a set of fairyland clothing appeared, with its own functions such as dust, water, and fire protection, and its defense performance far exceeded ordinary defense magic weapons.

The matching boots come with functions such as light weight, shrinking to an inch, and short-distance teleportation. They are not only beautiful in style, but also not bad in function.

Very good, this is the system. If you don't send offensive and defensive devices, you will definitely not send them. How many sets of clothes will be given as defensive devices?

It certainly doesn't count.

In the past, when Wang Ping'an had no life threat, he would not give it to him after discussing it. Now he feels that he is life threatening, and all kinds of immortal artifacts are presented like a wholesale commodity.

Wang Ping'an received these immortal armor and robes, and his figure flickered before returning to his room.

Three minutes later, he was neatly dressed, white robe fluttering, long-haired hosta, stepped out of the room and stood above the orchard, as if an immortal descended.

Not to mention the two women who are idiots, even the few men in the orchard are stunned.

"Laiwang, war committee, come out and see the boss pretending to be forceful!"

"It is our sadness to live in the same era with such a genius!"

"You look handsome, even if you don't, after all, you can't eat it. But the speed of cultivation is beyond our reach. What's more terrifying is that pretending to be invisible is the deadliest."

Wang Ping'an heard their whispers and glanced at them lightly. Those voices disappeared instantly.

"I just think this is my favorite dressing style. If you like it, I can send you a few sets."

"Don't don't, we dare not wear it, for fear that someone will call us Xishi to act like a beggar and learn to walk in Handan!" Qin Xiaoyu replied weakly.

Wang Pingan asked Xu Qing and Gu Qingcheng again: "Where are you two?"

"We want to customize the women's clothing, and we just placed an order! This is a better match!" the two said with deep approval.

"Indeed, I'll send you off when I want to come to the women's clothing." Wang Ping'an said vaguely, and neither of the women heard what he was talking about.

After landing, everyone reported to him the major events in the cultivation world in the past three months.

Mo Wangchuan, the demon, gathered a large number of little demon and little demon, and built a holy place for demon in Kunlun Mountain. In just a few days, the gathering has exceeded 100,000.

These demons openly confront human monks, and even use the Internet to fight public opinion wars with monks on the Internet. They also steal practitioners' accounts on the Reiki Recovery Forum to find out the latest news about human monks.

Wang Pingan publicly offered a reward for killing Mo Wangchuan, and Mo Wangchuan also offered a reward for killing Wang Pingan, not to be outdone.

"There are more than 100,000 demons gathered? The cracks in the immortal world, so many have sneaked down?" Wang Ping'an frowned and asked Shennongding with his spiritual thoughts.

"Impossible! That crack can only smuggle around 10,000 remnants of souls at most. This is the limited amount agreed upon by those big men..."

Click! There is a thunder and lightning warning in the sky!

Shennongding shut up instantly, not daring to say one more word.