don't bother me farming

Ask him to send someone to purchase a Wen Lei Bead made by a monk who practices Lei Technique and spends his own spiritual power to infuse it.

This thing is different from the Wurei Pearl. Its attack power is relatively weak, but it has various uses.

It can replenish the fertility of spiritual fields, take care of specialized spiritual plants, or be used to remove evil spirits and filth from magical artifacts and treasures.

Once again, I gave Purple Thunder Bamboo a greening and wood-nurturing technique.

This bamboo seedling was completely resisting with its life. If Chen Yanzhi hadn't had the skill of cultivating green trees and protecting trees, it might have died the moment it mutated.

"After the Mu Rong matter is resolved, I have to go to Wanxuan Sect to find a thunder spell, and I also have to get a sword skill."

After all, there are more and more spiritual plants now, and the things they need are even more diverse.

If you don’t know how to do it yourself, it will be really troublesome and expensive to use.

Chen Yanzhi couldn't help but sigh, "In order to farm, I forced myself to become a general monk, which is also amazing."

It didn't take long for Lu Li to deliver the things.

I bought five in total, each one as big as a fist, with white electric light flashing inside the black-blue translucent beads.

When you touch it with your hand, it feels warm and a little numb.

Chen Yanzhi pulled out a thin thread of black thunder from it and led it to the top of the Purple Thunder Bamboo that was extinguished in ashes.

From the superior, he would inject strength into the affected area that was filled with death energy and wanted to take away the entire bamboo seedling at any time.

All the thunder power has been absorbed, but just after surviving the death, it is still very weak, and it will take a long time to recover to normal.

Chen Yanzhi asked Lu Li to buy some grass and plant liquid and put it up. This thing could quickly replenish the root of the spiritual plant shortage.

After struggling all night, Purple Thunder Bamboo finally managed to survive.

On the second day, the cold wind blew outside the city.

After Chen Yanzhi changed her appearance, she took the Purple Thunder Bamboo and rode the paper crane slowly towards Suihan Town.

"It just depends on whether the fish takes the bait or not."

Qingxuan City does not allow fighting and killing, but there is no scruple outside.

In order to be consistent with his status as a seventh-level qi-training monk, Chen Yanzhi flew extremely slowly.

You won't be able to fly for long before you have to stop and rest to replenish your spiritual power.

Not long after leaving Qingxuan City, she noticed someone following her.

The foundation-building monk has keen senses. Even if this person's concealment skills are quite good, he is still not enough in front of her.

Chen Yanzhi walked along Suiqing Road as normal, and met many monks traveling along the way. There were so many people that it was difficult to do anything.

When passing Stone Ridge, she turned a corner and walked towards the lair of the annihilated Jie Xiu.

This place is quite secretive, with rugged rocks, complex terrain, and more tall trees covering it. It is a good place.

Because there was a calamity cultivator in the past, some monks would go inside to hunt for treasures.

Chen Yanzhi's sudden change of route was not unexpected.

Not long after walking deeper, a clear bird song suddenly sounded, with a trance-like sound.

Chen Yanzhi was in a clear state of mind. She had the Black Lotus Sachet and was a foundation-building monk. This method had no effect on her at all.

Before the people following her could take action, she had already struck first.

The Hidden Moon Sword flew directly towards the boulder dozens of feet away behind him.

Foundation-building monks can control spiritual weapons from a distance, but Qi-training monks cannot.

In the fight between the two parties, the foundation-building monks had an absolute advantage.

"boom!"

It was obviously a thin sword, but the sword shattered the boulder, and the violent sound echoed in the mountains and forests.

The power of the sword did not diminish, and it continued to strike behind the rocks.

Mu Rong was already horrified at this time, the foundation-building monk!

She didn't have time to be afraid, so she frantically slapped the Golden Bell Talisman on her body and opened a gorgeous red and blue bird feather umbrella.

The sword was too fast for her to dodge.

Various defensive methods are still effective. Chen Yanzhi was not a swordsman, and the power of the sword was limited. After breaking through the rocks and heavy protection, it only stabbed Mu Rong in the shoulder.

Mu Rong no longer cares about so much.

The top-level first-level magical talisman attached to his leg was activated instantly, and he clutched his injured shoulder and crawled into the forest with all his strength, his face looking extremely ugly.

She really couldn't figure out why a foundation-building monk would pretend to be a Qi-training monk and act so similar.

Chen Yanzhi's aura surged, and as he moved his hand movements, a huge wave hit the back, smashing all the rocks and trees in the way.

Mu Rong instantly felt the irresistible and shocking pressure, like thousands of troops charging rampant.

She flew out in embarrassment and fell to the ground, blood gushing from her mouth, and she breathed her last breath.

Crush, crush completely!

Mu Rong was unwilling to give up, but she had no control over her fate at this time. Even though she knew it was impossible, she still humbly lay on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Senior, I can't see the mountains. Please spare my life. Please, I will repay you well."

Chen Yanzhi leaned over and knelt down, looking directly into her eyes filled with hatred.

"I gave you a chance, but you are still the same as before. You have not changed at all. That's right. You have never learned a lesson, so naturally you don't know how to be a good person."

Mu Rong was stunned, looking confused, and quickly realized, "You have changed your appearance, have we known each other before?"

Chen Yanzhi chuckled and took off his mask, revealing his true face, "Do you still remember me? The person you were planning to attack."

Mu Rong's pupils shrank and his expression changed drastically, "Why? Why did you advance so quickly?"

There was no way she could forget Chen Yanzhi's face.

Mu Rong's cultivation method is special. She must completely absorb the essence of several mature high-level spiritual plants to build her foundation.

It may be that too many spiritual plants were wasted. Although she was an expert at using wood spells, she could not feed any spiritual plants at all.

Chen Yanzhi has a high-level spiritual plant in Changlifang City and is the one with the weakest cultivation level.

It is also someone she can calculate at will.

But she herself was very keen and avoided it early.

After the beast wave, Mu Rong used his connections several times, but failed to find anyone at all, and all his plans came to nothing.

There was no way she could forget the person who made her feel miserable.

Chen Yanzhi suppressed her smile and, regardless of Mu Rong's complicated emotions, stabbed her in the heart with a sword.

All grudges end today.

Suddenly, a green shadow rushed over at extremely fast speed.

Chen Yanzhi had already noticed it and swatted it away with one palm. It was an unknown spiritual beast with a round body, plush hair, short legs and short feet, and two pointed ears.

The attack power is not strong, and he has no magical powers. He only seems to be able to cover his body with the help of surrounding vegetation, but Chen Yanzhi does not underestimate him.

While this thing was delaying for a few breaths, Mu Rong had already cursed angrily, "Why are you running back here? I told you to get out. You are both edible and useless. Staying here will only hinder your progress. Get out of here."

The wood-pointing beast blinked its glazed green eyes and climbed up with difficulty, but was not scolded away and instead pounced on Chen Yanzhi again.

Chen Yanzhi kicked the spiritual beast irritably, mercilessly, why was he playing with her like a master and servant?

It must have been this spiritual beast that smelled the spirit plant aura on her body.

A nest of two snakes and rats is not a good thing.

She doesn't intend to let anyone go, and she is soft-hearted today. Who knows if a big demon will suddenly appear in a few hundred years, screaming for revenge for her master.

As a result, this spiritual beast was quite tenacious, and the heavy blow from the foundation-building monk did not kill it.

Mu Rong is cruel and ruthless, how could he not understand what Chen Yanzhi is thinking.

Looking at the dying wood beast, he still stubbornly wanted to crawl to her side.

Mu Rong closed his eyes and said weakly: "The wood-pointing beast can naturally sense the breath of spiritual plants and is a good treasure hunter. Let it sign the master-servant contract and I will do it myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reversed her spiritual power, shattered her heart, and completely lost her breath.