I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

"I didn't expect that on the first day of the Baohui, I picked up a big leak. With more than 3,000 spirit stones, I got a piece of flesh and blood of a calamity-level evil spirit with the ability to form pills."

Lu Xuan sighed secretly in his heart, took the green and black flesh and blood that was constantly growing, put it into a jade box, sealed it with talismans, and put it into a storage bag.

Disaster-level evil spirits, as the name suggests, have powerful destructive power that can cause harm to the cultivation world. Their flesh and blood are extremely polluting. If they are not careful, they will cause disasters. Lu Xuan cannot help but be careless.

However, he didn't buy it for his own use, but mainly to feed the disaster-level flesh spirit god that was still gestating.

The evil spirit eats the evil spirit. Even if the flesh and blood has strong pollution properties, it can at least offset each other.

If you're lucky, it might be a great tonic for the Flesh Spirit God.

If that doesn't work, crush this piece of evil flesh and blood into pieces and blend it into the somewhat similar ghostly mud flesh to increase the fertility and nutrients of the spiritual soil.

Lu Xuan had made proper arrangements in his mind for this unexpected piece of evil flesh and blood. With the idea of ​​picking up the missing pieces, he continued to look here and there among the stalls.

"Is this a spiritual seed? Do you think I'm blind?"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from not far ahead, attracting Lu Xuan's attention.

He speeded up and came to the direction where the sound came from.

There were more than a dozen strange and strange things on a small stall. The stall owner was a thin monk. His whole body was covered by a layer of black mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

In front of the stall, stood a tall and thick monk, holding something in his hand, his eyes full of suspicion.

Lu Xuan was attracted by the things in the monk's hands at first sight.

A blood-colored spirit seed the size of a palm can be vaguely seen with foreign objects shaped like five internal organs squeezed together inside. The dry and wrinkled organs expand and contract slightly, and there is a stripe on the surface, which is like a blood vessel connecting the organs together.

"This is indeed a spiritual seed."

The thin stall owner said coldly, with a cold tone in his tone that could be clearly felt by Lu Xuan, who was quietly observing from the side.

"Then tell me where this spiritual seed comes from?"

the burly monk asked.

"If I want to know more about it, why don't I take it and sell it on the lower floor?"

The skinny stall owner sneered and withdrew the bloody spiritual seed with a yin and yang, ignoring the burly monk who was furious.

The burly monk felt a gaze falling on him. Although he was extremely angry, he still retained some clarity. He knew that causing trouble in Duobao Tower was likely to be severely punished, so he had to leave angrily.

"Fellow Taoist, can you show me this thing?"

After Lu Xuan waited for him to leave, he passed by the stall pretending to be casual and pointed at the bloody spiritual seed above.

"Please help yourself."

The thin stall owner said something lightly, but there was no movement.

"It is indeed a spiritual seed. Looking at it, it is most likely an evil spiritual seed."

Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, feeling the rich vitality inside the spiritual seed, and sighed.

He has dealt with Lingzhi so much and studied Lingzhi knowledge diligently in the Sutra Pavilion, so he still has this ability to distinguish.

Of course, we only know that this is a spiritual seed. We don’t know the specific grade or species.

"I'm somewhat interested in this spiritual seed? I wonder how much your friend is asking for it?"

Lu Xuan asked tentatively.

"Spiritual seeds include everything on the stall, they are only exchanged but not sold."

The stall owner said coldly.

Lu Xuan raised his head and glanced, and a layer of aura appeared on the surface of his eyes.

Under the prying eyes of his "Breaking Illusion Eye Technique", the black mist on the surface of the stall owner's body was in vain, and his true face could be seen clearly at a glance.

This skinny stall owner's whole body is composed of dense Yin Qi. The Yin Qi does not look very solid, and a trace escapes from time to time, blending into the black mist on his body.

This man turned out to be a ghost cultivator formed from a spirit body!

In the world of cultivation, some monks whose bodies are damaged and only their souls are left, if there are treasures that condense the spirit body around them, or if they have the corresponding skills, they will turn to the ghost path, thus retaining the possibility of immortality.

"I wonder what treasure you want to exchange for?"

Lu Xuan's expression remained unchanged and he asked aloud.

"Elixirs or treasures containing a large amount of pure yin energy will do."

The stall owner whispered back.

"A pill that purifies Yin Qi?"

Lu Xuan suddenly thought that the two Xuanyin Pills in his hand came from the light group produced by the Ghost Faced Stone Mushroom. They could be used to raise Yin beasts and evil spirits, and they could also enhance the spiritual power of ghost cultivators. This was exactly what the stall owner in front of him wanted. Require.

"How about exchanging this fourth-grade Xuanyin Pill for Taoist friend's spiritual seed?"

Lu Xuan took out a Senbai elixir and asked with a smile.

The elixir was filled with a pure and cold aura, causing the black mist on the skinny stall owner's body to change slightly.

"Xuanyin Pill, okay."

"But my spiritual seed is most likely to be of fifth grade, and its value is very different from that of fourth-grade elixir. If you want to exchange it, you must add another one."

"Really? Then let's just give it up."

Lu Xuan rolled up his palms and took back the Xuanyin Pill.

He had already seen that the stall owner in front of him urgently needed the elixir to condense Yin Qi, so he was not in a hurry and took retreat as a way to advance.

"etc."

"Fellow Taoist, your Xuanyin Pill is indeed more than one step behind. Am I right?"

The thin stall owner kept Lu Xuan, with a hint of eagerness in his tone.

"I don't think so."

"This is indeed a spiritual seed, and the vitality in the body is relatively rich and pure, but the specific grade is not known."

"It is indeed possible to have a fifth-grade soul, but there is also a possibility of some vigorous fourth-grade spiritual species."

"I don't know anything about the varieties. I don't know what's special about the spiritual plant itself, I don't know how to cultivate it, and I don't know what it does when mature."

"If I get this spiritual seed, I have to go through many risks one after another. In addition, the spiritual seed itself is worth less than the elixir. Being able to exchange it for my fourth-grade Xuanyin elixir is pretty good."

Lu Xuan said in a relaxed tone. Although he wanted this weird spiritual seed very much in his heart, he didn't show it at all on the surface, and even showed a bit of contempt.

"What do you think of that Xuanyin Pill and a thousand lower-grade spiritual stones?"

The thin monk was silent for a while and finally said.

"Okay, that's it."

Lu Xuan took out another thousand spiritual stones and handed them to the thin stall owner together with the Xuanyin Pill.

"Do you need anything else, fellow Taoist? This is..."

The stall owner introduced the treasures in his stall to Lu Xuan and said enthusiastically.

"No, thank you for your kindness."

Lu Xuan politely refused.

When he was some distance away from the stall, he couldn't help but smile eagerly.

He didn't expect that the Xuanyin Pill fired by a light ball would bring him such a big surprise!

"Compared with the little spiritual stone lost, the gain is much greater."

His spiritual consciousness seeped into the storage bag and he read it several times, feeling increasingly satisfied and happy.