Dragons farming in the realm of self-cultivation

Lingyang College is a college that ranks high in the entire comprehension continent. Wu Yiming is not someone who can take the position of the captain of the law enforcement team of Lingyang College.

He has been in high school for two years, and his cultivation has reached Hinayana.

From the bottom to the top, the monks' cultivation bases are Qi training, foundation building, panacea, Hinayana, god transformation, void return, and immortal.

The leader of the law enforcement team with Hinayana cultivation base, his cultivation base is not considered low anywhere.

After all, one of the graduation requirements of Lingyang College is just foundation building.

Lingyang College is known as a college of higher learning, but it is actually quite different from universities on earth.

Students on Earth generally enter college after finishing high school in their teens.

Most of the academies in the Cultivation Continent are under three hundred years old, as long as they can pass the enrollment threshold, young monks are recruited.

This kind of recruitment conditions makes the composition of students in the college very complicated. Many monks come out to study and experience the world of mortals only after they have a certain level of cultivation.

This caused many students to have their own sects. For example, Sui Han came from the Sword Sect of Absolute Beginning, Lin Jingyun was the prince of the Kyushu Empire, and Lu Xihou came from another plane.

Students usually return to various schools after graduation, and rarely stay.

Wu Yiming is a special case. He is a local monk in Lingyang mainland, and he is also one of the top young fighters trained by Lingyang College, and he can even be regarded as a soldier of Lingyang.

Such a person is naturally like a fish in water in Lingyang.

However, when Lu Xihou saw him in the Spiritual Beast Academy, he found that he was not in a good condition - his face was pale, his feet were sloppy, his body's spiritual power was disordered, and he looked seriously injured.

Lu Xihou was taken aback, subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, his eyes couldn't hide his worry, "Senior Brother Wu?"

"I accidentally got injured during the mission I just left." Wu Yiming coughed lightly, his delicate brows were tired, "If the younger brother brings the Dragon Armor, I will make two pills of Rejuvenation Pill first."

Lu Xihou looked him up and down, and reminded him kindly, "Rejuvenation Pill is fierce, senior brother, you are hurt like this, I'm afraid you're a bit weak and don't need to be replenished, take two pills, the force of the medicine will collide in the body, and the injury will be compounded."

"Senior Brother Wu has demon breath in his body." Sui Han pressed Lu Xihou's shoulder beside him, and suddenly interjected, "Maybe he was injured from fighting the demons?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you." Wu Yiming looked at Sui Han and nodded, "Exactly, the Rejuvenation Pill washes away the magic breath, and it is more convenient to use other pills to treat it."

Sui Han looked back.

Wu Yiming looked down, and lightly swept his hand on Lu Xihou's shoulder, "Don't be nervous, even if I'm injured by the magic breath, I'm still conscious, and I won't violently hurt anyone. Sit down and talk."

Lu Xihou frowned, "The Hinayana realm was also seriously injured, has the situation outside deteriorated to this extent?"

"Not really, I was not cautious enough, and I met a demon cultivator in the late stage of Hinayana, and the other party blew himself up, and that's it." Wu Yiming said, "You can read your books with peace of mind, the demon cultivator is at most wandering around the border."

"There is no sign of calming down in the Snowfield Demon Palace?"

"The battle for the throne will last for ten or eight years. Let's not talk about it," Wu Yiming asked, "I heard that you bought a piece of spiritual land and are vigorously developing the planting industry?"

Lu Xihou said: "Just plant some spiritual grass for your own use."

"There is no need to be modest." Wu Yiming said, "I just saw the wild goose grass you gave to the Spiritual Beast Academy. The aura content in it is at least two points higher than that of ordinary wild goose grass, which is rare in my life."

Lu Xihou said honestly: "I put a lot of thought into it."

"Others can't grow it even if they spend their time."

Wu Yiming looked at Lu Xihou with complicated eyes.

Lu Xihou straightened his back a little, his heart skipped a beat, he was a little flustered, "Senior Brother Wu?"

"Junior Brother Lu, you have a good talent for planting spiritual grass—" Wu Yiming paused for a long time, and said each word with difficulty, "I beg you to help plant some spiritual grass, will it work?"

In the end, the embarrassment on his face almost overwhelmed the sickness.

Lu Xihou said cautiously: "Brother Wu, please tell me what kind of spiritual grass it is first."

Wu Yiming raised his eyes to look at Sui Han, then his eyes fell back on Lu Xihou's face, and he spat out three words from his bloodless thin lips, "Continuing Vein Grass."

Lu Xihou trembled violently, scanned the surroundings of the pavilion to make sure there was no suspicious person, and lowered his voice three minutes, "Senior Brother Wu, you hurt your meridians!"

The meridian of a monk is the channel for the transportation of spiritual energy. Once the meridian is injured, no matter how high the cultivation level is, it will be difficult to use it. It is almost equivalent to disability.

If it is replaced by ordinary people on the earth, they will probably be paralyzed by one or two.

Wu Yiming didn't hide it from him, spread his hands out, showing his red-stained arms, and said with difficulty: "Two are broken, and they are still being treated."

Lu Xihou knew clearly that Wu Yiming lacked a continuation right now.

Meridian Grass is a very difficult grass to grow. Not to mention it is delicate and hard to feed, it absorbs a lot of spiritual energy. Many times, after a piece of spiritual field is planted with Meridian Grass, it will not recover for 80 or [-] years.

Lu Xihou looked at Wu Yiming, he and Wu Yiming had a good relationship.

When he first came to Lingyang Academy for half a year, because he entered the country too quickly, he had to buy spiritual grass to lay a solid foundation. In just six months, he spent more than 6000 million spiritual stones.

After becoming a pauper, he thought of many ways to earn spirit stones, one of which was to start selling dragon armor and scales.

As a young dragon, Lu Xihou was not safe selling such expensive items.

Even with the protection of the magic weapon given by his father, he still encountered a lot of trouble.

Wu Yiming, who was only a member of the Law Enforcement Team at that time, helped him ask for accounts many times, and introduced him to the shopkeeper Qiu, who took care of him overtly and secretly.

Lu Xihou said with difficulty, "Senior Brother Wu, is there no one else who grows the Vein Grass?"

"As soon as the news came back, my family planted [-] plants, the City Lord's Mansion planted [-] plants for me, and the college's plantation yard also planted [-] plants for me." Wu Yiming lowered his eyelashes, "It's a pity that none of the plants germinated. .”

Lu Xihou's fingers twitched.

He wanted to say, senior brother, I will help you plant.

As the words came to him, he thought of the thriving geese in the spiritual field, the contract signed with Supreme Hall, and the unicorn bone that he had been coveting for many years and had always felt that he had no hope of getting it. His throat seemed to be blocked.

With the unicorn bone, he can basically cultivate from the spirit pill state to the harmonious state.

It can even stand shoulder to shoulder with his father's dragon raised by heaven.

If he was going to grow Vein Grass, even if he didn't use his own spiritual field, he would definitely not have the energy to take care of both sides, and he would never know when he would earn money to buy Qilin bones.

Lu Xihou froze in place.

Wu Yiming didn't notice the change in his face, he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I saw the grass spirit you gave to the supreme hall, and it has a lot of aura, and as a white dragon, he is born with an affinity for these things. If it were you, probably There is some hope. If you are willing, I will plant the seeds, and I am willing to buy each plant with [-] spirit stones."

Lu Xihou clenched his teeth, he was about to agree.

Suddenly feeling a heavy weight on his shoulders, he turned his face, but it was Sui Han's hand.

Sui Han said: "Xiao Hou is just a cultivator at the Spiritual Core Realm, and after a lot of tossing around, there is a high probability that he still won't be able to grow it."

"I know the truth." Wu Yiming put his hands back to support his head, raised his shoulder blades, and said in a very low voice, "I am a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"Now, I hope that all the continents will come to help me plant the vein continuation grass."