You Practice Immortality, I Farm

  Chapter 158 buff stacked full

"Wow!"

  Lu Xuan was still guessing, but the Molin Jiao beside him couldn't help arching his long body and spit out a pile of monster meat residue.

   "It has been like this for the past two months. Once I eat more monster meat, I will often vomit. Now I can only absorb spiritual energy to maintain body functions."

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar behind him said aloud.

"During the period when the symptoms of anorexia appeared, I also tried many methods, such as changing the type of monster meat, changing the living environment of the black scale dragon, and even tested whether it reacted due to pregnancy, but nothing was achieved. Effect."

  Seeing that Lu Xuan was silent, he couldn't help asking.

   "Nephew Lu, can you find anything?"

  Lu Xuan thought about it in his heart, then turned around and said.

   "There is a little clue, but it still needs to be verified."

   "Excuse me, Master Uncle Yang, can I extract some blood essence from the body of the black scale dragon to verify my idea."

   "No problem." Seeing Lu Xuan's confident tone, the middle-aged Confucian scholar definitely replied.

  Lu Xuan felt at ease now, with his current cultivation of Qi, it would be difficult to break through the defense of this third-grade black scale dragon with ordinary means. Therefore, he must seek the consent and help of the middle-aged Confucian scholars.

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar controlled the ink scale dragon, and pierced the ink jade scale armor with a conical magic weapon. Lu Xuan took the opportunity to fill a bottle full.

  Although he already knew the problem of Molin Jiao's anorexia, his words were empty. Only when he showed the uniqueness of Jiaolong's blood in front of Yang Qingfeng, would he completely believe what he said.

   In addition, Lu Xuan also had a little thought, to see if he could take this opportunity to take some blood of the ink scale dragon to improve the quality of the dragon vine.

   "In order to slightly improve the quality of some vines, it can be regarded as going all out."

  Lu Xuan sighed in his heart, focusing on the fresh blood drawn from the body of the ink scale flood dragon.

  The blood is dark green, with flickering light spots, which shows the richness of spiritual power contained in it.

   "Uncle Yang, I have been very interested in spiritual beasts since I was a child. I have read many classics about them, and I have also had a lot of experience in raising and planting them."

   "In a classic, I saw habits similar to the ink-scaled dragon. It is said that there is a monster named Qingmiao Chilong, whose eating habits are very different from ordinary dragons."

   "I don't like food like the flesh and blood of monsters, but I prefer spiritual fruits and leaves."

   "I guess the situation of this ink-scaled dragon is very similar to it."

   Lu Xuan said in a deep voice.

   "Qingmiao Chilong? But I am an ink-scaled dragon, and I have nothing to do with Qingmiao Chilong."

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly and asked in doubt.

   "I don't know if there is something evil and filthy in the uncle's hands? Just try it and find out."

  The Confucian scholar heard the words and took out a phalanx from the storage bag. The phalanx was gray and white, and black energy lingered all over his body.

  He tore off the talisman, and immediately, the black air surrounding the phalanx spread rapidly.

  Lu Xuan put the bottle not far above the phalanx, and dripped a few drops of the blood of the black scale dragon on the gray phalanx.

   As soon as the dark green blood fell on the gray and white phalanx, there was a chi-chi sound instantly, and the black air around the blood dissipated a lot.

   "The blood of the ink scale dragon can actually purify the evil breath?"

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help exclaiming when he saw this scene, which completely violated his common sense of raising ink-scaled dragons for many years.

   "Qingmiao Chilong has special blood and has the ability to purify evil and filthy things, just like the current situation."

   Lu Xuan said slowly.

   "I am a little impressed by what you said. It seems that I have heard of Qingmiao Chilong's ability in this area a long time ago."

   "It must have been more than ten years. At that time, a foundation-building cultivator from the Lishan Sect came to visit, and he held a delicate chilong in his hand. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about it."

  A look of reminiscence appeared on the face of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. He didn't know what to think of, and he instantly gritted his teeth while immersed in the memory.

   "Damn old man Zhu, when I came to visit the sect, I kindly kept the spirit beast he brought in the lake."

   "That wicked beast of his, actually hooked up with my black-scaled dragon? And so coincidentally gave birth to a small dragon with the blood of a delicate chilong?"

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar quickly cleared his mind, and said extremely annoyed.

   Lu Xuan and Huang Yuan lowered their heads vigorously, lest the middle-aged Confucian scholar find their suppressed smile.

  He cleared his cough, adjusted his mood, and comforted him.

   "Uncle, misfortune and blessings depend on it. It is precisely because of that experience that such a gifted black-scaled dragon can be born."

  Hearing Lu Xuan's words, the middle-aged monk turned pale, and looked at the male dragon who had been guarding the mother dragon with strange eyes.

  The male Jiao still doesn't know what happened, but he still shows his warmest love to the mother Jiao.

   "What else can I do, just make do with it."

  He hesitated to speak, and sighed softly.

   "So, what this black scale dragon hates is only the flesh and blood of monsters, and wants to feed on spiritual fruits and leaves?"

   "That's right, because of the gradual influence of the Qingmiao chilong's blood, the black scale dragon has become more and more repulsive to flesh and blood, and even started to vomit. This problem can be solved only by raising spiritual fruits."

  Feeding the spirit fruit to the ferocious black scale dragon sounds like a fragmented style of painting, but the truth is in front of you.

  Lu Xuan took out a few spiritual fruits from the storage bag and sent them to the emaciated Molin Jiao.

  The ink scale flood dragon smelled the clear fragrance from the spiritual fruit in front of his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva.

  The tongue sticks out, and several spiritual fruits are rolled into the belly.

  The three of them waited aside for a while, and the ink scale flood dragon who swallowed the spiritual fruit did not have the previous vomiting reaction. On the contrary, his movements were more lively.

   "It turns out that the problem lies here. The ink-scaled dragon looked at everything as usual, but he didn't expect to have a delicate chilong blood in his body."

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After discovering the problem, the solution is extremely simple, but no one could have imagined that the ink scale dragon, which feeds on the flesh and blood of monsters, would go against the norm and eat spiritual fruits and leaves instead.

   "Uncle Yang, what about the remaining ink-scale dragon essence blood?"

  Looking at the right moment, Lu Xuan asked the middle-aged Confucian scholar while holding a bottle full of blood essence.

   "The reason why the ink scale dragon's anorexia problem can be solved this time is all thanks to you, nephew Lu. This little blood is reserved for you, and can be used to make talismans, refine medicines and so on."

   "I will reward you later."

  The middle-aged Confucian scholar said with a smile.

   "Thank you, Uncle!" Lu Xuan hurriedly thanked, and very naturally put the blood of the ink scale dragon into the storage bag.

  He looked at the Molin Jiao who returned to Gong Jiao with satisfaction, and suddenly had a whim in his heart.

   "This black scale dragon can only live in an environment with pure and single aura, and also loves spiritual fruits and leaves, plus the shiny black scales all over his body..."

   "Environmentalism, plus vegetarianism, plus skin color..."

   "The buff is almost full..."

  (end of this chapter)