Start by planting grass

Ever since a piece of village head Bagua semi-spiritual grass was eaten by the outer sect junior sister.

Xu Yuan miraculously discovered that these village gossip semi-spiritual grasses had a particularly strong reaction. He cursed them continuously for several days. He had been accidentally eaten by Huling sheep before, but he had never seen them react so much. .

In the end, it was the Diwang Half Spirit Grass that explained to Xu Yuan.

"They feel like their value is threatened. If they can't exist in the wild, they lose the value of conveying information."

"What's more important is that you may not hear any more gossip in the future."

"I see."

Xu Yuan was feeding the little wind horse on the pasture.

After growing up in the past few days, Xu Yuan discovered that Xiaofeng could occasionally step on the air, which was regarded as walking on the wind.

"Bloodline mutation plus the entry, it feels a little abnormal." Xu Yuan looked at the vague wind wings on Xiaofeng's horse, wondering what the scene would be like when he grew up.

After playing with the pony for a while, Xu Yuan came to the Xiaohan Lake in the valley, took out the aquatic weed seeds his uncle bought for him, and began to scatter them on the lake.

"This is the cold light water grass seed. It only costs 500 spirit stones, which is more expensive than the fire sun grass. I don't know what kind of entries it can produce."

Xu Yuan slowly began to spread the seeds as he spoke. The seeds were specially treated. After falling into the lake, they sank to the bottom of the lake and emitted a smell that was annoying to fish.

"Master, just now the sect's fleet has returned from the outside world. The hull is in good condition. It seems that it has not experienced any battle."

"Yang Li was promoted to the flawless golden elixir, and had a spiritual weapon as his natal magic weapon. He sublimated the seven magical powers and entered the top five on the sect's genius list."

"Yesterday, a disciple from the sect returned injured and reported to the sect that he had encountered a strange encounter outside. After being detected by the elders of the sect, it was found that he was haunted by the remnant soul of the old demon with the intention of seizing his body."

"Master Cao, your brother's goddess Chu Wei and the inner disciple of Wanhua Palace have not returned to the sect yet."

"And according to the news from the brothers from Lingyue Sect, the two of them may have been completely defeated."

Scattering grass seeds by the lake and listening to the sect's daily news, Xu Yuan felt like he had arrived in retirement.

"Then Yangli has been promoted to Golden Core. It's a pity that I don't know when I can get my revenge." Xu Yuan sighed.

"By the way, what is the beauty trap doing recently?"

"Farming every day, Daofeng listens to the sermon. Currently, two acres of spiritual land have been opened up to grow spiritual rice."

"She seems to have used up all the spirit stones on her body. The cave is very simple. She didn't buy anything. She often drools when she looks at the spirit beasts in the sky." Diwang Half Spirit Grass said.

"Interesting, keep observing."

At this time, the pony playing in the distance ran over and rubbed Xu Yuan's hand, hoping that Xu Yuan would play with him.

"Be good, go play by yourself, the valley is so big, let's go and run~~" Xu Yuan touched the pony's head and said.

Xiao Ma shook his head and expressed that he just wanted to play with Xu Yuan.

Looking at the clingy pony Xu Yuan, he had no choice but to throw out a piece of semi-spiritual grass and turn it into a straw man. Then he changed exactly like Xu Yuan.

"Have fun with him and do some training at the same time." Xu Yuan waved his hand and said.

"Okay, Master Cao." The village head Bagua semi-spiritual grass who was the same as Xu Yuan nodded and took the pony away to play.

After sowing the Hanguang grass seeds, Xu Yuan caught fish by Xiaohan Lake. The semi-spiritual grass beside him kept broadcasting the latest sect news to Xu Yuan.

While Xu Yuan was fishing, a huge fleet of spirit boats took off from the sect and flew towards the north.

Xu Yuan, who was fishing, also received the news.

"Taking off as soon as we return is a sign of finding something good." Xu Yuan said while fishing.

"No relevant information has been found, but when the spirit boat took off, the slippery grass quietly slipped into the small world inside the spirit boat warship." Diwang Half Spirit Grass Report reported.

"I haven't wandered enough in this continent, and now I have to go to the outside world to cross the border?" Xu Yuan frowned slightly, he was really afraid that this wandering grass would never come back.

"Don't worry, Master Cao. No matter how far apart we are, Liuda Cao will not get lost. At most, the news will be transmitted back slower."

"Whatever, if it really doesn't work out, I'll make a wish for some more wandering grass."

Ever since Xu Yuan had a lot of small wish grass in his hands, the entries had lost their randomness in his eyes. Although he later found that some of the added talent entries could not fulfill his wishes, it did not have any serious problems.

At night, Xu Yuan harvested the ten-day magic entries and entered the illusory world, and began his daily practice of magic.

After this period of training, Xu Yuan has become quite proficient in using magic.

Even the summoned straw men were deployed in formation, and Xu Yuan used them with ease during the battle.

Xu Yuan felt that with his current strength, he should be considered the top among the sect at the same level.

"It's a pity that he has a plug-in, otherwise the talent is so great, it would be quite comfortable to find a thigh to hug."

In the illusory world, Xu Yuan couldn't help but think about it while practicing magic.

It was ten days of magic practice, and only a quarter of an hour passed before Xu Yuan opened his eyes and entered the real world.

This time Xu Yuan did not have too many battles in the illusory world of Ten Days of Magic, so he felt very peaceful when he came out.

Sit cross-legged and practice the "Wanmu Qingdi Jue".

After a period of time, Xu Yuan seemed to have entered a state of asceticism. He wandered in the valley during the day, planting grass, herding sheep, planting and maintaining spiritual plants, fishing, tasting tea, and when he had nothing to do, he would listen to the village gossip grass and inquire about it from various places. Here comes the gossip.

The compulsory course in the evening is to enter the illusory world of Ten Days of Magic to practice spells. After coming out, you will practice the "Ten Thousand Woods Qingdi Jue" as usual.

It seems like a year has passed.

This lonely life of hard training made Xu Yuan feel that his spirit and spiritual power had been tempered to an extreme state, and his cultivation also encountered another small bottleneck at the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

On this day, Xu Yuan was sipping tea in the pavilion. In the sky, a pony that had not yet grown up flew through the air. Its purple scales matched the pair of wind wings behind it, giving it the appearance of a spiritual beast.

Outside the pavilion, two straw men, one red and one green, turned into phantoms and tried to fight each other.

I saw the sound of swords ringing from time to time in the void.

From time to time, several sword energy slashed towards the ground, leaving sword marks more than ten feet long.

Xu Yuan, who was drinking tea, did not watch the battle, and his mind sank into his Dantian.

There are two runes on the dantian, one is like a placenta that nurtures all living things, and the other exudes wind attribute aura.

In addition, there is a rune looming, exuding a hint of cold air mixed with sword intent.

"The speed of practicing magic is faster than imagined."

"But if you convert it in reverse terms, it would be a bit uncomfortable."

"A ten-day spell entry is equivalent to an ordinary three months of hard training on spells. This does not include the bonus."

"I have been doing this every day for a year, which translates into more than 90 years of daily practice. There is still one spell that I have not perfected."

"Fortunately it's safe."