I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

The dragon vine is a third-grade spiritual plant, so Lu Xuan naturally would not think that a small bottle of low-grade black-lined snake blood could meet its growth needs.

He mainly wanted to see what changes the dragon vine could produce after bathing in snake blood.

The result was quite satisfactory. Even though this bottle of black-threaded snake blood did not quench the thirst at all, the dragon vine still showed gratifying changes and no longer looked as dry as before.

"It seems that in the future, we will have to try to find the blood of snake monsters with larger capacity and higher grade."

Lu Xuan looked at the dragon vine that still maintained its black and red color, feeling the vitality that had obviously increased in its body, and thought deeply.

For the next three days, Lu Xuan stayed in the courtyard with peace of mind, focusing all his energy on cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts.

There are common supplies such as spiritual rice and monster meat prepared in the house, so that you can cope with it for a while without having to worry about life problems.

In three days, thirteen more of the last thirty-nine fireflies reached full maturity.

Among them, five were of good quality, six were of superior quality, and two were of perfect quality.

Planting will bring harvest, and the thirteen white light groups brought thirteen rewards to Lu Xuan.

The cultivation base has been improved for a total of two years, further consolidating Lu Xuan's strength at the sixth level of Qi training. In addition, there are four first-grade talismans and three spell experience packs, namely the Earth Induction Technique, the Mu Sheng Technique, and the Gengjin Sword Technique.

Finally, there are two pill recipes of Peiyuan Pill, which were also absorbed by Lu Xuan, adding a lot of theoretical knowledge on refining Peiyuan Pill.

On the Red Cloud Pine, two of the remaining four Red Cloud Pine pine nuts are about to enter a fully mature state.

Of course, it is not impossible to pick it now. After all, it looks the same as the first red cloud pine picked before.

It's just that Lu Xuan can grasp the subtle state of spiritual plants at any time, and he knows that the pine nuts have not yet entered the optimal maturity period.

If you pick them early or late, the quality of the pine nuts will be slightly affected, which will also affect the rewards brought by the white light group.

Therefore, it can only be picked at the most suitable time.

Lu Xuan kept two pine nuts first and decided to come over and have a look the next morning.

It's night, the night is low, the sky and the earth are quiet.

The spiritual field is shrouded in a thin aura, as if it has fallen into a deep sleep with the night. Only the grass puppet drags its slender gray grass legs and slowly patrols the ridges of the spiritual field.

A figure like a cloud of smoke floated in front of the formation.

The figure paused, and a monk wearing night clothes with his face covered quietly looked at the thin spiritual energy shield.

"It should be right here."

"I don't know what Fellow Daoist Zhou is thinking. A casual cultivator at the third level of qi training doesn't have the confidence to come here, yet he doesn't hesitate to spend spirit stones to invite me to come over."

"It seems that he has been cultivating spiritual plants for too long, and spending time with those flowers and plants every day has almost worn away his energy."

"However, according to what he said, this casual spiritual cultivator is extremely valued in Baicaotang. There are many rare elixirs planted in the spiritual field. After he is dealt with, they will all belong to me."

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and the figure took out a flashing talisman from the storage bag.

"To avoid disturbing other monks and attracting patrols from the Law Enforcement Hall, we can only use this second-grade spirit-breaking talisman."

If a monk wants to break the formation, there are generally three ways.

One is that there are formation masters who are highly accomplished in formations and can crack the formations from the root.

The second is to use relevant formation-breaking talismans, magic weapons, etc. to achieve the effect of quickly breaking the formation.

In the end, it was cracked by brute force. No matter how sophisticated your formation is, I will do it alone and just get out of the way.

With his fifth-level Qi training, it is not difficult to break through the formation with brute force, but it will make a lot of noise and easily cause commotion.

In desperation, the masked monk had no choice but to resort to a second-grade spirit-breaking talisman.

No matter any formation, it has its own way of operating spiritual power. The higher the grade, the more complex and changeable the spiritual power will be, and there will also be other special and magical features.

The second-grade spirit-breaking talisman in his hand can quickly find the spiritual power operation method of first-grade or non-grade formations, thereby discovering flaws and easily breaking the formation, saving a lot of time.

The spiritual light on the broken spirit talisman became stronger and finally merged into the thin spiritual energy cover. Soon, traces of spiritual power emerged from the round spiritual energy cover, flowing in a mysterious and complex law.

The masked monk's eyes lit up and he quickly discovered a flaw in this first-grade protective formation.

After dozens of breaths, he easily passed through the formation and entered the spiritual field.

In the hazy night, what comes into view is a large patch of firefly grass, with slender leaves that glow like stars.

"Twenty or thirty mature Spirit Fireflies. These alone are worth far more than the broken Spirit Talisman just used."

The masked monk, as light as a swallow, shuttled through the spiritual fields, rushing towards the houses not far away while sweeping over the spiritual plants in the spiritual fields on both sides.

The other party was just a casual cultivator at the third level of Qi training, so he didn't take it to heart. His attention was focused on the many spiritual plants in the spiritual field, and he had completely regarded them as his own.

"There are about twenty first-grade blood jade ginseng, and the quality is pretty good. You can exchange it for a lot of spiritual stones from fellow Taoist Zhou. After all, he promised that he only needs the jade slips from this casual cultivator."

"These three plants should be the second-grade Qing Miao Ling tea he said. Hey, from his previous complaints, it seems that he can't compete with this small casual cultivator at the third level of Qi training."

"Hey, what is this?"

The masked monk slowed down and his attention was attracted by a spiritual grass in front of him.

The spiritual grass is about two feet long, black, and stands upright in the spiritual soil. It is shaped like a sword, and there are strands of subtle sword intent wandering in the surrounding spiritual soil.

Such a strange spiritual plant, even if he had never planted a spiritual plant before, he could tell at a glance that it was rare.

"And this vine, at first glance I thought it was a dead snake."

There are snake-like vines, flying sword-like spiritual grasses, numerous firefly grasses, blood jade ginseng, and three precious Qingmiaoling tea seedlings...

"This trip is completely worthwhile..."

The masked monk thought easily that the large number and high-grade spiritual plants in this casual cultivator's spiritual field made him feel unexpectedly happy.

"Get rid of that little rogue cultivator, and it will all be mine."

He speeded up by three points, and a short sword as black as ink appeared in front of him.

The sword blade trembled slightly, as if it would shoot out at any time, penetrate the wall, and directly pierce the body of the monk inside.

"Um?"

Suddenly, several thin straw ropes quickly sprang out from the spiritual field behind him, like gangrene attached to the bones, and wrapped around his ankles and arms.

The pitch-black sword blade turned into a black light and wrapped around several grass ropes, cutting them into pieces.

Under the guidance of the monk, he followed the direction of the straw rope and cut off the limbs of the grass puppet that were entangled with gray grass.

"It turns out to be just a straw puppet, but it's just a little more aggressive."

Seeing the straw puppet's limbs cut off, the masked monk felt relieved.

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