You Practice Immortality, I Farm

  Chapter 55 Attacked

  The jiao vine is a third-grade spiritual plant, so Lu Xuan naturally would not think that a small bottle of unqualified black-threaded snake blood can meet its growth needs.

  He mainly wanted to see what changes the vine would produce after being bathed in snake blood.

  The result is quite satisfactory, even though the bottle of black-threaded snake blood does not quench the thirst at all, the vine still has a gratifying change, and it is no longer dry like before.

   "It seems that in the future, we will have to try to find blood from snake monsters with a larger capacity and higher grade."

  Looking at the vine that still maintained its black and red color, Lu Xuan felt the obviously increased vitality in its body, thinking deeply.

   For the next three days, Lu Xuan stayed at ease in the courtyard, focusing all his energy on cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts.

   There are common materials such as Lingmi and monster meat in the house, which can be used for a period of time without worrying about life problems.

  During the three days, the last thirty-nine Spirit Yingcao plants had thirteen more mature plants.

  Among them, there are five plants of good quality, six plants of superior quality, and two plants of perfect quality.

   Planting will bring harvest, and thirteen white light clusters will bring thirteen rewards to Lu Xuan.

  The cultivation base has been raised for a total of two years, further consolidating Lu Xuan's strength at the sixth level of Qi training. In addition, there are four first-grade talismans, and three spell experience packages, namely the Earth Yin Technique, the Wood Life Technique, and the Gengjin Sword Art.

  Finally, there are two other recipes for Peiyuan Pill, which were also absorbed by Lu Xuan, adding a lot of theoretical knowledge for refining Peiyuan Pill.

  On Chiyunsong, among the remaining four Chiyunsong pine nuts, two are about to enter a fully mature state.

   Of course, it is not impossible to pick it now, after all, it looks the same as the first red cloud pine that was picked before.

  It's just because Lu Xuan can grasp the subtle state of Lingzhi at any time, knowing that the pine nuts have not yet entered the best mature period.

  If you pick them in advance or later, the quality of pine nuts will be slightly affected, which will also affect the rewards brought by the white light clusters.

   Therefore, it can only be picked at the most suitable time.

   Lu Xuan saved two pine nuts first, and decided to come back the next morning to have a look.

  It is night, the night is low, and the sky and the earth are silent.

  The Lingtian was shrouded in a thin aura, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep with the night. Only the grass puppet dragged its slender gray grass legs and slowly patrolled the furrows of the Lingtian.

  A cloud-like figure floated in front of the formation.

  The figure paused. A monk was wearing night clothes and his face was covered, quietly looking at the thin layer of aura shield.

   "It should be here."

   "I don't know what Fellow Daoist Zhou thinks. A casual cultivator of the third level of qi training doesn't have the confidence to come here, so he doesn't hesitate to spend Lingshi to invite me to come here."

   "It seems that the time spent on planting spiritual plants is too long, and being with those flowers and plants every day has almost worn away his vigor."

   "However, according to what he said, this casual cultivator spiritual planter is extremely valued in Baicaotang. There are many rare elixir planted in the spiritual field. After I get rid of him, they will all belong to me."

  A few thoughts flashed through, and the figure took out a gleaming talisman from the storage bag.

   "To avoid disturbing other monks and attracting the guards of the Law Enforcement Hall, I can only use this second-grade spirit-breaking talisman."

  There are generally three ways for monks to break the formation.

  One is that there are formation mages who have profound attainments in formations, and they can crack the formations from the root.

  The second is to use related formation-breaking talismans, magic tools, etc. to achieve the effect of quickly breaking the formation.

  In the end, it was broken by brute force. No matter how ingenious your formation is, I will drop ten times by myself and go straight away.

  For a first-grade formation, with his fifth-level qi training, it is not difficult to break through the formation with brute force, but it will make a lot of noise and easily cause commotion.

   In desperation, the masked monk had no choice but to rely on a second-grade spirit breaking talisman.

  No matter what kind of formation, it has its own way of operating spiritual power. The higher the rank, the more complex and changeable the spiritual power, and at the same time there will be other special magical features.

  The second-grade spirit breaking talisman in his hand can quickly find the way of spiritual power operation of the first-grade or non-grade formations, so as to find flaws, easily break the formations, and save a lot of time.

  The aura on the breaking talisman became vigorous, and finally merged into the thin aura cover. Soon, traces of spiritual power emerged from the round aura cover, flowing in a mysterious and complex law.

  The masked monk's eyes lit up, and he quickly discovered a flaw in this first-tier protective formation.

  After dozens of breaths, he easily passed through the formation and entered the spiritual field.

  In the hazy night, what caught the eye was a large piece of firefly grass. On the slender leaves, there were fluorescent lights like stars.

   "Twenty or thirty mature spirit fireflies, these alone are worth far more than the broken spirit talisman just used."

  The masked monk was as light as a swallow, shuttling between the spiritual fields, while rushing towards the houses not far away, while sweeping the spiritual plants in the spiritual fields on both sides.

  The other party is just a casual practitioner of the third level of Qi training, so he didn't pay attention to it. He focused more on the many spiritual plants in the spiritual field, and he completely regarded them as his own.

   "There are about twenty first-grade blood jade ginseng, and the appearance is not bad. You can go to Zhou Daoyou to exchange for a lot of spiritual stones. After all, he promised that he only needs the classic jade slip on this casual cultivator."

   "These three plants should be the second-grade Qingmiao Lingcha that he said. Hey, according to his previous complaints, it seems that he can't compete with this small casual cultivator at the third level of Qi training."

   "Hey, what is this?"

  The masked monk slowed down, and his attention was attracted by a spiritual herb in front of him.

  The spiritual grass is about two feet long, jet black, standing upright in the spiritual soil, with a figure like a sword, and there are wisps of subtle sword intent wandering in the surrounding spiritual soil.

  Such a strange spiritual grass, even if he has never planted a spiritual plant, he can tell its rarity at a glance.

   "And this vine, at first glance I thought it was a dead snake."

  Snake-like vines, flying sword-like spirit grasses, many spirit fireflies, blood jade ginseng, three precious Qingmiao spirit tea seedlings...

   "This trip is totally worthwhile..."

  The masked monk easily thought that this casual spiritual planter, the number of spiritual plants in the spiritual field and the high level made him feel pleasantly surprised.

   "Get rid of that little casual cultivator, and it will be mine."

  He speeded up by three points, and a short, black blade appeared in front of him.

  The blade trembled slightly, as if it would shoot out at any time, through the wall, directly piercing the body of the monk inside.

"Um?"

  Suddenly, several thin grass ropes sprang out from the spiritual field behind him, like gangrene attached to the bone, wrapped around his ankles and arms.

  The pitch-black blade turned into a black light, wrapped around several straw ropes, and cut them into pieces.

  Under the guidance of the monk, following the direction of the grass rope, he cut off the limbs of the grass puppet that were entwined with gray grass.

   "It turned out to be just a straw puppet, but it was a little more aggressive."

  Seeing that the limbs of the grass puppet were cut off, the masked monk was relieved.

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