The cave is actually myself

Chapter 38 Changes
In the wilderness, little paper figures were babbling and wandering in the jungle.

It can be seen that it is in a good mood.

After swallowing the evil curse on the little boy's parents, the little paper man's body became much larger, growing to about two feet tall without elongating it.

Afterwards, Lu Yuan returned to Ma Mingyuan and asked him to take the little paper figurine and buy [-] low-grade spiritual stones in exchange for five pieces of paper and use them all.

Five hundred low-grade spiritual stones were exchanged for many things, most of which were different types of elixir seeds. The spiritual realm had expanded so much that Lu Yuan was no longer satisfied with the rewards obtained from just planting light groups.

If you can't practice cultivation, then farm, farm, farm, the more the better.

In addition, there is also an incomplete ghost cultivator, which contains enough resentful souls for a little spider to eat for a while.

Monster blood, prepared for the Blood-devouring Vine.The incomplete sword is buried under the sword-raising gourd, which can make the sword energy in the gourd sharper.

He did not sell the remaining pieces of paper. After all, things were rare and expensive, and the more pieces of paper were sold, the less valuable they would be.

He kept the remaining pictures in the outer city or in the wild, either directly giving them to monks who looked pleasing to his eye, or placing them in a corner, waiting for someone to discover them.

After processing all the pieces of paper, he bid farewell to Ma Mingyuan and asked the little paper man to carry the harvest of this outing and return home.

"It still feels good to be home."

Passing through the white mist, Lu Yuan entered the outskirts of the cave.

Under the peach forest, there were whistling sounds. Lu Yuan heard the sound and turned around, only to see a silver-white mantis waving its huge sickle-like forelimbs, cutting the falling peach blossoms in half.

Peach blossoms were floating all over the sky, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of peach blossom fragments.

"This little thing grows really fast. I remember it was less than three inches when I was born, and I went out for a while, and it almost grew to a foot.

He also cultivates so diligently, unlike the little paper man and the little spider who only know how to play every day, which is not bad. "

Lu Yuan secretly appreciated it in his heart.

Further forward, there is a huge pool more than ten feet long. In the pool, the huge figure of the python gar sometimes surfaces and sometimes dives into the water. Two or three big-headed monster fish follow closely behind it, slapping slowly to follow him. Same action.

After a while, the python gar has also grown a lot, making the big head of the strange fish behind it look smaller.

Lu Yuan felt that the pool had grown a bit larger during this time, and the concentration of spiritual energy in it was also higher than before.

As if feeling that the owner of the cave had returned, the python gar eel slowly swam to the edge of the pool and jumped out of the water. Its patterned wings kept flapping, maintaining the balance of its huge body.

The little head turned around in the air, found nothing, and fell back into the pool.

Lu Yuan casually threw in a piece of monster meat, and the python gar and eel finished it in two or three bites, leaving a piece of bone for the big-headed monster fish behind to pick its teeth.

The blood-devouring vines came out of nowhere and surrounded the little paper man in the vines.

Lu Yuan found that it had also changed a lot. Originally there was only one thick vine, but now in addition to one thicker vine, there were also several smaller vines that followed the main vine.

On the vines, blood lines formed something like veins, with black and red blood flowing inside. There were many more barbs than before, and the barbs made the Blood-devouring Vine look even more ferocious.

The message at the lower end of the vine told Lu Yuan that during the time he was out, the blood-devouring vine, which was on the verge of evolution, had grown into a first-grade monster.

Lu Yuan took out the blood of several monster beasts from the back of the paper man and fed it to the blood-devouring vine as a reward.

"Take me to the Ghost-Faced Spider."

After Lu Yuan came in for a while, he didn't see the ghost-faced spider. He released his spiritual thoughts from the little paper man and ordered the blood-eating vine, which could cover half of the cave, to lead him to look for the ghost-faced spider.

After the blood-devouring vine evolved, its consciousness became much higher, and it was easier to understand the meaning of Lu Yuan's words, and then crawled directly in a certain direction.

In a remote corner, a ghost-faced spider lay quietly on the ground, its rear tail trembling slightly, spitting out strands of gray-white spider silk.

Not far away on the ground, there were already piles of small balls composed of spider silk. It could be seen that the Ghost Faced Spider was working very hard during this period in order to complete the "Thousand Spider Web Array" formation task arranged by Lu Yuan.

He threw a black bell to the Ghost-Faced Spider. There was a big hole missing in the bell. With a gentle touch, human faces emerged from the inside of the bell.

The ghost-faced spider was overjoyed, the lines on its back lit up, and there was a great attraction to the soul, pulling the soul that came out of the bell into its back.

On the other side, Lu Yuan's mind felt that the underground world of Yin Fire Ant had expanded a lot. The passages inside were criss-crossing and winding around. Lu Yuan's mind felt confused.

Not far from the Yin Fire Ant nest is the territory where the sword gourd is raised. There are no spiritual herbs or elixirs nearby, and faint sword marks can be seen on the ground.

When Lu Yuan looked at the sword-raising gourd with his spiritual mind, he felt like a light on his back, ready to penetrate him at any moment.

Near the cave, the purple bone bamboo has grown to more than half a foot tall. The color of the bamboo joints has changed from lavender to dark purple, and there are many small purple auras swimming around inside.

Entering the cave, a volcanic environment has been formed inside, with black and red magma flowing slowly, as if it may explode with amazing heat at any time.

In the middle of the magma, a lotus flower more than half a foot tall stands quietly in it.

The lotus rhizome is light red, as if composed of countless irregular red crystals, and the leaves are fiery red. Under the erosion of the magma, fiery red liquid drips continuously and falls into the magma.

In the middle of the leaves, there is a small lotus flower whose colors are constantly changing, white, blue, red, green... It seems that the color of the lotus is whatever color you want to see in your heart.

It was the Earth Fire Heart Lotus seed that Lu Yuan cultivated before he went out, and it had already entered the flowering stage unknowingly.

Deep in the magma, there is a piece of black charred wood that is constantly floating and sinking.

The hot and high-temperature magma seems to have no effect on it. A piece of wood is like soaking in a magma hot spring.

Lu Yuan looked familiar and immediately ordered the paper man to fish out the wood.

The little paper man stretched out his little hand, not afraid of the heat of the magma. He stretched his hand into the rolling magma, rolled it slightly, and brought the burnt wood to the cave floor to facilitate Lu Yuan's spiritual thoughts.Watch.

Sure enough, it was the Fengqi sycamore tree placed deep in the cave.

During this period of time soaked in magma, no new branches grew, and not many parts were burned by the magma.

Business as usual.

It's still the same piece of wood as before, without any change.

Lu Yuan looked at the ordinary, unremarkable charred wood and sighed in his heart.

"Good guy, when you come back, everything else in the cave has changed, but you haven't changed anything. You stay the same to cope with all changes, right?"

Lu Yuan looked at the third-grade Fengqi sycamore tree with some helplessness.

(End of this chapter)