We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

Chapter 82
Wen Xiangyi turned his head and saw that some monks were already looking for him. He secretly sighed in his heart and said the word "warrior". Then he could only grimace and fly to the ground with his sword and start searching as if he was resigned to his fate.

There were also demon cultivators and evil cultivators among the monks, but perhaps everyone was lost in temper due to the stench and didn't want to start a fight in this hellish place, so they all walked away without disturbing each other.

Mushroom flowers usually grow in the weeds next to swamps, and the dirty mud can bring them full nutrients.

There is a lot of grass here, but almost all of it is hidden in a swamp. Bubbles are bubbling inside, and from time to time a few black flesh worms appear, which is disgusting to look at.

Since there were not many places to stay, Wen Xiangyi and the other three used their spiritual power to support their feet as they walked, fearing that they would accidentally step into the swamp.

Although the mushroom flower is called a flower, it is actually a kind of fungus. According to the records in the illustrated book, they are black in color, with a thick umbrella, and a small reddish-brown flower growing on it. However, they are not big in size, only small children. Palm size.

If you want to find a reference, Wen Xiangyi thinks it is more like the Doomsday Mushroom in Plants vs. Zombies.

However, the Doomsday Mushroom is a physical attack, and this mushroom flower is a magic attack. If ordinary people come here, they will be stung.

The weeds were stained with a lot of dirty mud and the excrement of some unknown monsters. Wen Xiangyi would not look through it with his own hands, let alone use the sword of longevity to remove it.

Just as he was thinking about looking around to see if there were any sticks or anything like that, he turned around and saw that Ling Lan was looking through the grass with an ice blue sword in his hand.

"As expected of a young man from a wealthy family, he actually used a magic weapon to turn over grass. What a waste of natural resources." Wen Xiangyi clicked his tongue.

Ling Lan raised the sword towards her, "Take a closer look at what kind of magic weapon this is. This is the ice sword I condensed."

Wen Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, then walked closer and took a closer look. Sure enough, it was an ice sword. The sword was glowing with brilliance just now. She thought it was a magic weapon.

"Sorry, I forgot that you are Binglinggen." Wen Xiangyi said sourly, feeling envious in his heart.

You must know that the Ice Spirit Root is the standard equipment for most female majors studying immortal literature.

After all, this kind of technique that can be practiced with mutated spiritual roots is both beautiful and useful in actual combat.

Ling Lan smiled and generously handed the ice sword in his hand to Wen Xiangyi, "Here, this is for you to use. Look at how sour you are."

Wen Xiangyi didn't show any pretense and took it directly.

The moment she held it in her hand, the cold feeling instantly spread from her palm to her whole body. She couldn't help but shiver and felt that her hair was about to be frozen.

Wen Xiangyi hissed and quickly wrapped his hands with spiritual power, which made him feel better.

Ling Lan was amused by her appearance, and then chanted the incantation to create two ice swords, and handed one of them to Jiang Shaobai.

Jiang Shaobai did not refuse. He was more experienced than Wen Xiangyi. He had wrapped his spiritual power in his hand in advance and took the sword directly and steadily.

After the interlude, the three of them started looking for the mushroom flowers seriously.

Wen Xiangyi bent over and dug through several bushes, but found nothing. Although she had taken the Qingxin Pill and gained a thick spiritual shield, the stench still made her feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, she seemed to feel like she was looking for gold in a septic tank.

After holding it in for a while, Wen Xiangyi couldn't bear it anymore and simply shut down her sense of smell. She instantly felt refreshed and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Ling Lan next to her let out a sigh, and the beautiful Danfeng had a teasing look in her eyes, "Why are you still enjoying it?"

Wen Xiangyi didn't say anything and just picked up a few pieces of rotten grass and threw them at him with his ice sword.Ling Lan twisted her body to avoid it and made a few slight noises.

When Jiang Shaobai heard the voice, he raised his head and glanced at the two of them, with a slight smile on his cold brows.

Wen Xiangyi looked at Ling Lan's unbeatable look and glared at him with a grin on his face. Just as he was about to look away, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw a few dark plants beside the bubbling swamp. mushroom.

Her eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly flew over, bent down and looked at it carefully, and raised the corners of her lips.

This short, fat mushroom looks like a doomsday mushroom and has a small reddish-brown flower on it. If it’s not a mushroom flower, what is it?
Wen Xiangyi was about to call Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai, but suddenly became aware that there were other monks around. It seemed that they had found nothing.

She was worried that someone would come up to snatch it, so she quickly changed it to sound transmission.

Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai heard the sound and came over. They pushed aside the messy grass next to them, counted them, and found that there were five mushroom flowers!

Wen Xiangyi felt happy and quickly took out the picking tools from the storage bag.

The stamens of soil mushroom flowers are highly poisonous, so you must wear special ice silk gloves when picking them.

Wen Xiangyi put on her gloves three times, held the stem of the fungus, and was about to pull it up when she suddenly remembered that in some videos she had watched before, everyone would pat them twice when picking mushrooms.

It seems that mushrooms are spread by spores, which will help them continue to grow in the future.

Thinking that the mushrooms should not be wiped out, Wen Xiangyi loosened the handle of the umbrella, carefully patted the position of the mushrooms a few times, and then put them away one by one.

Ling Lan looked at her and smiled, "Tuguhua must be saying that you are quite a good person."

"Well, no one should call me Wen Dashanren when they see him?" Wen Xiangyi raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Shaobai on the side chuckled lightly, "Dear Wen Dashan, be careful when picking. Don't let the juice in the stamens splash on your face."

Wen Xiangyi was choked up. Jiang Shaobai, the most serious person in their cannon fodder team, seemed to have started to go astray...

If he stayed with her and Ling Lan for another three to fifty years, he would probably turn into a serious and funny crazy noble man.

sin sin!

After picking all the mushroom flowers, Wen Xiangyi rummaged through other grass nearby. After making sure there was nothing, he stood up and happily put the ice box containing the mushroom flowers into the storage bag.

She patted it twice very preciously, "When the time is up, we will divide it evenly."

Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai nodded without saying anything more.

They had already dug through the grass around here. Wen Xiangyi was convinced that there should be no mushrooms here, so he suggested to look elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, after taking only two steps, he met a very tall man.

The man was also a swordsman, but he did not carry the sword behind his back but held it in his arms, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

He was wearing a decent white suit, and he looked very handsome, with sharp edges and corners, but because of his aquiline nose, he looked a little more gloomy.

(End of this chapter)