What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

The Luolanyi flower field that Yihong gave him actually only had about a dozen or so plants from its source.

The plant of Luolanyi is really difficult to deal with, and the pollen of any other plant can be used to produce fruit. Generally speaking, the Luolanyi that appears in the outside world has completely lost its original appearance. Like a weakened version of other spiritual plants.

There are tens of millions of secret realms in Huangtian Jianmen, and after a long time of searching for them, Yihong finally got a handful of untainted ones.

Originally, Jianjun Yihong wanted to give these Luolanyi to him at the time, but after thinking about it, the rich young master performed another magical operation——

He went to the Nine Demon Tower with these dozens of Luolanyi plants, and paid a reward, asking the source realm demon cultivator of the Nine Demon Tower to copy billions of these Luolanyi plants.

Yes, the demon cultivator can pinch a son for himself, and of course he can pinch a seed.

Moreover, it is said that pinching seeds... is much more convenient than creating human beings with the secret art of demon cultivation.

The Nine Demon Pagoda is one of the five sects of the Great Barren Continent known for its numerous demon cultivators and alchemists, and the demon cultivators there have long been familiar with this routine of cooperating with alchemists.As for Luolanyi, a low-level spiritual plant that originated from mortal things, it is easy for them to copy it.

That's why Qinan received so many Luolanyi in the end.

And several days after receiving the gift from Jianjun Yu Hong, Qinan finally remembered a certain child who was abducted by him back to the sect.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Lan Yan stared at the observation report of Luolanyi given to him by Qinan for a long time, with puzzled eyes: "Why hasn't this kind of spiritual plant become extinct?"

Qinan: "...I'm asking about your opinion on the planting method."

Lan Yan: "Can't there be improved subspecies?"

"It's not impossible," Qinan knelt down and touched the petals of these Luolanyi flowers, "it's just that no suitable subspecies have appeared yet."

The corners of Lan Yan's mouth were straightened, and he whispered stiffly: "It's really difficult."

Qinan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked back at him: "Huh?"

Lan Yan stared blankly at him for two seconds, then suddenly realized something, covered her mouth with frightened eyes and shook her head vigorously.

This kid in the out-of-body period is really annoying and funny, Qinan didn't bother to care about this, clapped his hands and stood up: "Alchemy monks also have many directions. In addition to alchemy, there is also a school that specializes in cultivating outstanding spiritual plants. I think I'm not very good at this, seeing that you can make such a big commotion... I think you might have some special insights."

Lan Yan blinked his eyes, seeing his idol looking at him with a smile, he was so excited that he couldn't be more excited: "..."

Jinan looked at him.

Lan Yan stared back at him.

Two minutes later, the sockets of Lanyan's eyes gradually turned red, and then, a crystal teardrop rolled down his stiff face.

Seeing this fierce expression, Qinan's expression was a little strange.He coughed: "Why don't you go back and think about it first? Anyway, it's not urgent."

Lan Yan blinked her eyes again with a sullen face, and suddenly tears fell down in strings: "..."

"Pfft..." Qinan finally couldn't hold back any longer, "Ahem, you go back first, it just so happens that the other monk I invited is about to arrive."

Sending the weeping and briskly walking kid out of the secret realm, it didn't take long for Qinan to meet the Taoist cultivator who took over the mission he had issued.

This cultivator is a veteran craftsman of the Huangtian Sword Sect, with the Dao name "Wanhe", and is good at making all kinds of puppets.According to the information Qinan inquired, at least one of the puppets in charge of taking care of the tens of millions of secret realms in Huangtian Jianmen had been improved by him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Elder Qinan." Wan He smiled and shook hands with Qinan, "I really have admired your name for a long time."

Qinan always felt that this person's tone of voice was very familiar, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Elder Wanhe, have you been to the Small World?"

Wan He's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Elder Qinan has also been there? Are you also interested in the mechanical school?"

Qinan murmured: "I have been there once, and I have a friend who is a craftsman who is a mechanical school."

"That's really fate!" Wan He excitedly held Qinan's hand with both hands, and said hopefully, "Since we are friends, can you talk to Jianjun Yihong and get him to agree to set up a few in the Huangtian Sword Gate? A small world of mechanical flow?"

Qinan stared at him blankly: "...Isn't there one in Huangtian Sword Gate?"

Wan He said regretfully: "No, most of the elders of the sect think that mechanical flow has no future, and we don't lack channels to recruit disciples. It is a waste of resources to create such a secret realm. So they use all the secret realms to do it. training ground and nurturing resources."

Qinan touched the tail of the little dragon hanging around his neck, and looked at him hesitantly.

Wan He continued to encourage him eagerly: "Please, if it was you, Lord Jian Hong would definitely listen. If you agree to me, I will help you refine the weapon for free this time, okay?"

There's always something wrong with that.Qinan thought for a while, and suddenly realized that he had definitely seen similar words before.

It's in the storybook where the treacherous ministers encouraged the enchanting concubine to blow the king's pillow.

Qinan felt that the Elder Wanhe seemed to have some strange misunderstandings about him.

He was extremely suspicious that the Hongyu Chamber of Commerce wrote something strange in the mansion newspaper while he was not paying attention.

Qinan pulled his hair, held up the long silver chin on his neck with his index finger, and said delicately: "How about I wake up Jianjun Yuhong for you, and you can tell him in person?"

Wan He: "..."

Wan He silently let go of Qinan's hand, and sat upright: "Elder Qinan, let's get down to business."

Qinan rubbed his nose, and said as if nothing had happened: "Well, Elder Wanhe, I hope to customize a batch of puppets for this plant. Because no other plants are planned to be planted in the entire secret realm, so there is no way to use spirit beasts to pollinate, you see... ..."

"No problem." Elder Wanhe said with a smile, "I have made similar puppets, so just leave it to me. If you have any other requirements, you can leave it to me. I promise to help you make them."

Even if this kind of puppets that don't need to fight have high precision and a large quantity, the cost is not too expensive.After discussing with Elder Wanhe for a long time, Qinan suddenly felt that someone had activated the teleportation formation and applied to enter the floating island where he was.

Qinan went out to take a look suspiciously, only to see Lan Yan, who had just left not long ago, standing outside the teleportation formation with a bunch of jade slips in his arms.

Seeing him appear, Lan Yan stuffed all the jade slips into his arms without saying a word, then turned around and left.

Qinan raised his eyebrows to look at the pile of jade slips, casually probed into his spiritual consciousness to check, and saw a pile of planting research records.He silently transferred a contribution point to Lan Yan, thinking that this kid was really weird.

After all this was done, Qinan was about to go back to the secret realm to continue discussing the puppet with Elder Wanhe, when he suddenly sensed a strange wave appearing in the distance.

He frowned slightly, and turned his head to look over there.

That is……

At this moment, Yin Jiao, who had been sleeping on his shoulder, suddenly woke up on his own, opened his eyes and called, "Qinan."

Qinan was slightly taken aback, and looked down: "Jiang Hong Jianjun, what's wrong?"

There was no emotion on Yin Jiao's face, but there was a bit of urgency in his voice: "Du Tianshan reported that a Golden Crow was born in the Holy Demon Continent."

Qinan frowned, remembering the flash of light he saw just now: "The birth of the Golden Crow...isn't it normal? Why do you seem to be nervous?"

Yu Hong said: "This is the third Golden Crow in the Holy Demon Continent within ten thousand years."

Hearing that Qinan's heart skipped a beat, he said in surprise, "So often?"

Under normal circumstances, the Golden Crow may not be born once every ten thousand years, and this ten thousand years... still counts the Twelve Continents together.

In comparison, the situation in Shengmozhou is really abnormal.

"I remember that gestation of the Golden Crow's Core should lead to an earlier arrival of Nirvana..." Qinan realized something was wrong.

Yu Hong nodded slightly: "Perhaps what the Xuanjing Sect said is related to the early arrival of the Great Nirvana on the Great Barren Continent."

Qinan felt a little uneasy: "But isn't that the source spirit of the Holy Demon Continent? The Great Barren Continent will also be affected?"

Yi Hong was silent for a moment: "Perhaps."

Qinan took a deep breath, pursed his lips and looked up at the sky.

The Fukong Mountain and the surrounding mountains and rivers blocked Yuanling's light, and Qinan could only see wisps of light and mist falling from the gap between them, and then disappeared in an instant.

Qinan suddenly realized that compared to when he came to Huangtian Sword Gate a few years ago, the place has become more and more empty.

Those monks and silver dragons who came and went between the buildings became few and far between.

He silently repeated in his heart what Elder Xuanjing Zongjingling said that day.

Chaos is coming.

Faint irritability rose from the bottom of his heart, Qinan pulled his hair and asked, "Jiang Hong Jianjun, is there anything I can do for you?"

Yao Hong said in a low voice: "Refine more pills for later use."

"You don't need me to help with the task? You see everyone is so busy."

"Guiyuan wants to kill you. If you are too far away from me when Nirvana comes, it will be difficult for me to arrive in time."

Qinan felt a little uncomfortable.

For a Mahayana Danxiu, he is strong enough.He believes that even if you look at the source world, there are not many Mahayana periods that can compare with him.

But after all, he is not a cultivator of Origin Realm.

Moreover, he was not a weapon monk who was good at fighting.

Qinan lowered his eyes, and pressed his two index fingers against Xiao Yinjiao's cheek: "Although nothing has happened yet, I'm so nervous, Mr. Jian Hong."

Yi Hong said, "It will be fine."

Qinan smiled and said, "Really?"

"Ah."

In the year 8735 of the perpetual calendar, on the ninth day of the southern lunar month, the Great Nirvana of the Great Barren Continent came.