The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 49 Yingzhou Fairy Island
"Fellow Daoist Shi Mo, you are so free! I heard that you don't have a good relationship with the demon clan, but I didn't expect that you are willing to teach these spirit foxes that have not yet transformed," the middle-aged man in white robe laughed loudly.

Shi Mo also stood up and smiled: "Haha, Fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong, I just had nothing to do, so I simply taught these little guys some cultivation methods. They can't be considered as demons yet."

At the same time, a cyan figure flew out from Qingqiu Mountain and approached. She first bowed respectfully to Shi Mo, and then hurriedly bowed to Dong Wanggong: "Qingqiu Bai Qingqing, greetings, senior!"

"I didn't expect that in the small Qingqiu, there is also a Golden Immortal cultivator who has not yet defected to the demon clan," Dong Wanggong was also a little surprised when he saw Bai Qingqing.

"It was thanks to Senior Shi Mo's guidance that I was able to achieve the Golden Immortal Fruit so quickly," Bai Qingqing said.

"You have good talent and understanding, I didn't teach you anything," Shi Mo shook his head and smiled, then said: "Let me introduce you, this is the Lord of the East from Yingzhou Fairy Island in the East China Sea."

"Senior Dong Wanggong," Bai Qingqing saluted again, and Dong Wanggong also nodded slightly.

Bai Qingqing tactfully apologized and left with a group of spiritual foxes that were very intelligent and could even speak.

Shi Mo also invited Dong Wanggong to sit down and said, "Fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong, did you come to see me specially for that post-natal millet?"

"I want to exchange some innate millet from fellow Daoist Shi Mo," Dong Wanggong said, and Shi Mo frowned when he heard this.

After a brief pause, Shi Mo nodded and smiled at Dong Wanggong, saying, "Yes! I do have some innate corn. What are you prepared to exchange for it?"

"What do you want, fellow Daoist? An innate spiritual treasure? Or an innate spiritual material? Or an even rarer treasure like an innate spiritual root?" Dong Wanggong asked in return.

Shi Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Do you have an innate spiritual root to exchange?"

"I can give you some spiritual materials grown on innate spiritual roots," Dong Wanggong said.

"However, in addition to the innate corn, I also need a batch of acquired corn, as well as some spiritual fruits. I know you've sold spiritual fruits to the Wu Clan before, so you should be able to provide spiritual fruits to Yingzhou Fairy Island, right?"

"Of course!" Shi Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this. Since business came to his door, there was naturally no reason for him to refuse.

At the same time, Shi Mo was also somewhat curious. Since the Duke of Dong could provide spiritual materials that grew on innate spiritual roots, those innate spiritual roots must be quite large. What kind of spiritual roots could they be? Could it be Yingzhou?
On the other side, in the Eight Treasures Cloud Light Cave on the Jiuding Tiecha Mountain, Taoist Xingyun, who was sitting cross-legged on the jade platform, waved his hand, and suddenly a lot of innate corn seeds appeared in the air.

Then Taoist Xingyun took out the Lusheng Gourd that was floating in the air, and activated the Lusheng Gourd with a thought. Suddenly, strands of vitality like mist escaped from the innate corn seeds and sank into the Lusheng Gourd.

Without affecting the inherent quality of the corn, Shi Mo directly destroyed the vitality in it, turning it into a "dead" seed that could only be eaten but not planted.

Then, Taoist Xingyun threw out a gray storage bag he had casually made, put the innate millets into the bag, tied it with a golden rope, and sent it away through the underground spiritual vein network of Jiuding Tiecha Mountain.

On Qingqiu Mountain, Shi Mo and Dong Wanggong were discussing Dao. As they were enjoying their conversation, a yellowish-brown light appeared on the ground not far away. Then, Jin Yan appeared out of thin air, holding the small cloth bag filled with corn. "Master!"

"Give it to me, and you can go back!" Shi Mo took the small bag of millet and instructed Jin Yan. After Jin Yan disappeared into the ground, he untied the bag and gestured to Dong Wanggong. Feeling the surging and rich innate energy within the bag, Dong Wanggong, who had no doubts, nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Shi Mo, are you interested in accompanying me to Yingzhou Fairy Island?"

"Since fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong has invited me, of course I have to go," Shi Mo also smiled, and then he and Dong Wanggong turned into two streams of light and went to the east.

After flying across the vast ocean and traveling for a long time, the two finally arrived at the location of the overseas Yingzhou Fairy Island.

It is more like a continent than a fairy island.

There were strange peaks and rocks on the island, and mountains, forests and lakes everywhere. The mist of fairy air was rising. It was indeed a place where spiritual veins gathered.

It is no wonder that a large number of successful cultivators and creatures in the sea have gathered here to practice with Dong Wanggong.

This Dong Wanggong is also an outlier in the prehistoric world. He occupies such an overseas fairy island and is willing to share it with others. It can be said that he is born with some leadership talents and courage.

"Sure enough, there are so many cultivators and living beings." Shi Mo, who had just approached Yingzhou Fairy Island, felt a large number of aura fluctuations of varying strengths on the island.

However, when he actually arrived on the island, Shi Mo was somewhat disappointed, because this place was completely different from the overseas paradise he had imagined.

There are no decent immortal caves or palaces on the island. A large number of monks and living creatures occupy different places, either digging holes or living in caves. The place is filled with smoke and is in a mess.

Especially those cultivators and creatures, many of them have not completely transformed. They look like human beings, but they look strange and weird. Some of them have a very fierce aura.

This is completely like a primitive marine life museum, a paradise for monsters, which completely subverts Shi Mo's beautiful imagination of Yingzhou Fairy Island.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Shi Mo, how is it? My Yingzhou Fairy Island can be considered a rare paradise in the prehistoric world, right?"

However, the Duke of Dong was still boasting. Shi Mo could only nod and smile awkwardly, and then complimented him:
"It is truly magnificent, living up to its reputation as an overseas fairy island!"

"The island is filled with fellow cultivators, many of whom have attended the Zixiao Palace to listen to teachings. Everyone gathers here to exchange ideas and discuss the Dao, enjoying themselves freely. How joyful!" Dong Wanggong continued with a smile:
"Before, the Queen Mother of the West also practiced here for a period of time. Later, she found another blessed place in the West Kunlun Mountains and moved away."

"Why did the Queen Mother of the West move away? I'm afraid it's not just because she found another blessed place to practice Taoism?" Shi Mo smiled on the surface, but he was secretly complaining:
"Why does this Yingzhou Fairy Island sound so much like Liangshan Marsh? It's a mixed bag, with all sorts of people seeking refuge here. But how many of them are truly loyal to the Duke of Dong?"

"However, this Dong Wanggong is more principled than Song Jiang. He refused to surrender to the demon clan, but his end was also quite miserable," Shi Mo thought to himself as he flew with Dong Wanggong over the fairy island. The cultivators and creatures he met along the way all bowed politely to Dong Wanggong.

Dong Wanggong smiled and nodded along the way, and occasionally exchanged a few words with some monks. Finally, he brought Shi Mo to a huge valley that looked like a meteorite crater.

As Shi Mo approached here, he felt a surge of hot breath coming towards him, and then he saw one of the sacred trees that seemed to be bathed in flames.

(End of this chapter)