Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 18 Summer Bamboo Shoots and Wine Brewing (recommended)
Outside Blackstone City.

Near the commercial road.

In the void, there was a sudden sound of thunder!
boom!
A giant black wolf with two heads and the height of two people crashed to the ground.

Linghu Yang landed lightly, and his two thick palms instantly returned to their white and jade-like appearance.

"Master Linghu's Five Thunder Hands are becoming more and more sophisticated."

Chunyu congratulated softly: "You actually killed this monster wolf with one blow!"

"Master Linghu, in time, must be me, Elder Yuanheshan. Even if I am the head of the sect, there is great hope..."

Qiao Wuchang smiled all over his face.

"It's just the last little monster among the strange monsters...it's nothing."

Linghu Yang waved his hands, his expression indifferent, it seems that this is not something to be proud of: "You guys clean up this place, I will go back first...Recently, monsters have appeared frequently outside the city, maybe there is something inside, I will go Write a letter to inquire about Zongmen."

Chunyu and Qiao Wuzhang looked at each other, their backs felt slightly chilled.

These strange monsters from the deep mountains and old forests suddenly ran out of the territory, maybe... a stronger strange monster appeared in the territory, or even... a demon!

But looking at the martial arts masters who were assisting nearby, the two looked at each other and did not speak.

After Linghuyang left, Qiao Wuzhang looked at the stinking demon wolf's corpse, and waved his hand under his nose in disgust: "You... take care of this demon wolf and send it to Yuanhe Mountain, do you understand?"

"understand!"

"As ordered!"

Several martial arts masters looked at each other, although a little humiliated, they still agreed.

This time, the government took the lead and issued an order to clean up the alien monsters, and Yuanhe Mountain Linghuyang was the main force.

These martial arts masters are usually very powerful in the city. At this time, their martial arts power is not as good as others, so they really only have to fight and be shouted around.

Fortunately, cooking a monster, although a bit dirty and tiring, is not dangerous, and you can also take some leftovers as a benefit.

"Brother Feng, let's do it now!"

Watching Yuanheshan's troops gradually go away, a martial arts master in a black robe spoke.

"Well, this beast is rather heavy. I think it can separate out at least several thousand catties of good meat."

With a smile on his face, Brother Feng secretly calculated how many catties of monster meat he could withhold and how much silver taels he could sell.

The fur and flesh of this monster is extremely tough, and ordinary warriors who have three changes in energy and blood may not be able to break through it, only the master of the martial arts can use it.

At this time, one by one stepped forward, peeling and tearing apart the bones, very busy.

"Hey... Yuanhe Mountain is Yuanhe Mountain, look at the five thunder palms, the strength is as fierce as the punishment of heaven..."

Brother Feng peeled off a piece of wolf meat along the wound, and was talking about something when he suddenly screamed: "Not good!"

"Ok?"

The other martial arts masters were taken aback, and hurriedly backed away a few steps, putting on their martial arts stance.

"There...something...is moving!"

Brother Feng turned his back to the crowd and spoke intermittently.

And above the wolf corpse above the ground, a strange scene was happening.

One after another, black vine-like things drilled in and out of the wolf's corpse, seeming to replace the opponent's blood vessels and bones, supporting the flesh and blood again.

Click, crunch...

The tooth-piercing sound kept ringing out. It was the vines that were gnawing on the bones of the demon wolf and replacing them bit by bit...

"Ow!"

In a blink of an eye, the demon wolf, which was already dead, stood up tremblingly again. The wound was still dripping blood, but let out a roar, and the dead white wolf stared blankly at everyone present!

"Cuckoo..."

A martial arts master looked pale: "Brother Feng, this... what should we do?"

"how could I know?"

Brother Feng turned around, and from his mouth, nostrils, ears... there were also tiny roots sprouting out.

It looks like the roots of some kind of plant!
There is no doubt that he was murdered at the same time.

"Not good, Brother Feng also..."

"Evil barrier, watch me run to Thunder Hand!"

All kinds of angry shouts came out one after another, and then turned into screams.

In the end, all kinds of sounds disappeared without a trace, only the small sound of gnawing kept ringing.

Then, one after another, mutilated human bodies stood up unsteadily, side by side with the wolf corpse, looking in the direction of Black Rock City, with a stiff smile on their gray face...

……

Fang Xi didn't know what happened outside Blackstone City.

He has returned to the Southern Desolate Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Whether it is practicing martial arts or Changchun Jue, the environment in the world of cultivating immortals in the Southern Wilderness is better.

Coming to her own yard, Fang Xi saw Chen Ping who had just come back from outside.

Well, the other party's footsteps were flimsy, and that figure inexplicably reminded Fang Xi of Old Maitou.

"Chen Daoyou."

He was the first to say hello.

"Fang Daoyou."

Chen Ping returned the gift with a look of satisfaction on his face, and he said gratefully: "The red bee fairy is really very understanding... I would like to thank fellow Taoist for telling me last time."

"Where."

Fang Xi said a few words of politeness and discussed with each other, and suddenly felt that the relationship has become much closer.

"I have long wanted to make more Taoist friends, but I have always been withdrawn and can't get rid of my skin..."

Fang Xi finally shared her troubles.

Hearing this, Chen Ping immediately laughed out loud: "I am in Fangshi, and I have quite a few acquaintances. When the time comes, I will introduce them to fellow Taoists. Let's go together..."

Watching the back of this person returning to the house, Fang Xi nodded, then shook her head.

In fact, if Chen Ping could transfer his obsession with fellow Taoist Lu Zhi to Fairy Red Bee, that would be a good thing... Probably?

After all, it's a wish to fight and a wish to endure, isn't it?It's just a bit of Fei Lingshi.

……

Spring to summer.

When the summer thunder exploded, Fang Xi came to the emerald green bamboo forest wearing a coir raincoat.

"Spring wind turns into rain, everything grows, disease!"

In the bamboo grove, Fang Xi had a solemn expression, pinching the magic formula with his hands.

Along with the rapid dissipation of mana in his body, a seal formula also appeared in his palm, gradually became clear, and then flew into the air.

Clouds of water mist appeared out of thin air, covering one-third of the acre of land, and then rain fell.

Silky strands, like a dream like fog.

Spring Breeze and Rain Technique!
This technique can not only summon rain, but also mixed with weak spiritual power in the rain, which can effectively promote the growth of spirit bamboo!
rustle!

The raindrops containing spiritual energy fell on the ground, quickly penetrated into the soil, and penetrated into the roots of the spirit bamboo.

Under the ground, there is a tenacious vitality breaking through the soil, and the small bamboo shoots are only showing their sharp corners.

"Spring comes to summer solstice, everything grows, it's wonderful..."

Fang Xi opened her hands and even raised her head, letting the aura rainwater hit her coir raincoat and her face with a look of satisfaction.

At this time, it is time to plant Lingzhu rice in summer.

As a spirit farmer, every once in a while, he must come to perform the 'Spring Wind Transforming Rain Technique' to provide nutrients for the spirit bamboo shoots.

This is closely related to next year's harvest, and no spirit farmer dares to neglect.

Including Chen Ping!

Although he was very reluctant, according to what the other party said, the number of times he met Fairy Red Bee has been reduced a lot recently.

There is no way, his talisman level is not enough to support his cultivation, and he still has to rely on cultivating spiritual fields to support his family.

"The cultivation of the third level of Qi Refining is still too low."

After casting a spell, Fang Xi's expression was very ugly, feeling that more than half of the mana in her body had been consumed.

One aspect is that the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique consumes a lot.

On the other hand, his cultivation base is too low, and the level of his skills is also too low.

This creates a situation where it is impossible to cast spells a few times.

"It's a pity... the matter of changing the cultivation method is too whimsical. I don't even have a spirit stone on me now..."

Fang Xi, who returned to the shed, couldn't help but smile wryly.

When he came to the cellar, several wine jars had already been piled up in a corner of the cellar.

This is the bulk of his spirit stone consumption recently.

After visiting the Danding Pavilion before, Fang Xi came up with the idea of ​​brewing spiritual wine by herself.

It happened that the spirit bamboo rice was ready-made, and he happened to buy a small bottle of spirit wine koji from a hawker in Fangshi.

Although there is no recipe, but just like this, I tried to start brewing.

Of course, Fang Xi wasn't stupid and bold, but controlled variables in each forum and made several sets of references.

Moreover, the spiritual rice used in each jar is very little, even if it fails, the loss will not be too great.

In this way, next year, a more suitable spirit wine formula may be found out.

'One piece of wine koji cost me one spirit stone. '

Fang Xi looked at those wine jars, and solemnly buried them again.

This is an important harvest for the coming year. If you accidentally knock over a jar, you will feel distressed to death.

He picked up the last jar of wine, looked it over carefully, and left a line of small characters on the outer cover: "Lingzhu Rice Wine, take two catties of Lingmi, one or two of distiller's yeast, early spring snow water...summer thunder Hidden deep, only to wait for the next spring..."

After burying the last jar of wine in the ground, Fang Xi let out a sigh of relief.

After finishing these chores, he started to devour Tai Sui meat again, and then practiced the White Cloud Palm and Red Snake Legs.

These days, relying on Tai Sui Meat, Spirit Bamboo Rice, and the aura environment of the Immortal Cultivation World, his accumulation of qi and blood has been advancing by leaps and bounds, and he has already left Mu Mimiao far behind.

Today, after hearing about Xia Lei, there are faint signs of a breakthrough!
"There are too many masters in the world of cultivating immortals. If there happens to be a foundation building major repair passing by, and my spiritual consciousness sweeps me to break through, it is not easy to explain..."

'I don't know if there is a big movement to break through the realm of the martial arts master, but safety comes first. '

With Fang Xi's thought, the surrounding world changed suddenly.

When I looked again, I had already arrived at the Great Liang World, Fang Mansion!
(End of this chapter)