MTL - Longevity Gourd-Chapter 26 Condensed grass

Xiao Ping closed his eyes and practiced in the strong spiritual energy, but after a while, he had no choice but to give up.

With his ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he was naturally no match for a heaven-defying magic weapon like the jade gourd.

It was like this in the past, all the spiritual energy was sucked away by the jade gourd, and he couldn't even touch it...

This futon was used by the old man of Yutai Peak to pretend to be a ghost.

I thought it was just a simple magic weapon that even failed to refine. It was useless and very tasteless, but who would have known such an amazing effect!

It can not only cover up the amazing phenomenon when the jade gourd condenses the green liquid, but also will not interrupt the process due to blocking the rising sun!

From this, it can be seen that the futon is far from being as ordinary as it appears on the surface, and it is very likely to be a magic weapon!

After being surprised, Xiao Ping slowly accepted this point.

From another point of view, the role of the futon is unusually unpopular: it seems to have no other role than to cover up the anomaly.

He was able to pick up the leak, and he was also very surprised in addition to being pleasantly surprised.

"No wonder everyone regards it as the most inferior magic weapon..."

Either the futon is actually made by a powerful hand and has extraordinary functions; or the mechanism of the immortal gourd condensing the green liquid is too esoteric and he can't understand it yet; or both...

In short, there will be an unusually large number of immortal cultivators in the future. With this futon, he can collect green liquid without worrying about being noticed by others!

Xiao Ping sat on the futon, pretending to be training, but collecting green liquid secretly.

Soon, an hour passed.

Xiao Ping put away the futon, called the jade gourd into his dantian, and continued on his way.

A month later, when Xiao Ping was searching for elixir in the mountains as usual, he vaguely heard a few bangs and bangs from a distance.

"Is there anyone?"

This kind of deep mountain is full of poisonous insects and beasts, and ordinary mortals cannot survive at all. Such a big movement is not caused by martial arts masters...

"Could it be that the cultivators are fighting?"

"Since it's a battle, there's a high probability that there will be treasures..."

Xiao Ping's thoughts moved, Yu Gourd inhaled all his mana, restrained his breath, and quietly approached...

"You arrogant boy, do you understand the principle of first-come, first-served and courteous to the elderly!"

"Old guy! I discovered this condensed grass first. You were first unable to make a sneak attack, and then your skills were inferior to others. At this time, you are talking about etiquette and morality, relying on the old to sell the old!"

"Hmph, this dew grass grows in a land with little spiritual energy and doesn't have your name on it, why do you say it's yours?

Everyone is trying their luck in such a safe place. You found it, and I found it too. Why can't it be mine? ! "

The owner of the young voice seemed to be choked, silent for a moment and snorted coldly:

"Hmph, condensed grass is such an excellent elixir, it can be made into a pill to help qi cultivators improve their cultivation. It's normal for you to be greedy.

But if you have the ability to obtain treasures, I don't know if your skills are as good as your lip service! "

The sound of thumping became more intense for a while...

Xiao Ping was overjoyed when he learned that there was an elixir here.

After searching for so long, I finally came across an elixir!

But this elixir was first targeted by the monks!

"The spiritual energy is getting stronger and stronger, and the possibility of the existence of spiritual medicines is indeed increasing, but the increase in spiritual energy will also increase the number of cultivators! I should have thought..."

Thinking about it carefully, elixir can already be grown in these places, and there is no danger. Immortal cultivators will naturally try their luck here!

Even he himself thought so.

But there are so many cultivators, everyone wants to try their luck, even if there are elixir here, they have already been picked...

Just looking at this condensed grass, it attracted three people in a short period of time, and this can be verified!

Thinking of this, Xiao Ping smiled bitterly.

After the two were both injured, he went straight to Fangshi after collecting the condensed grass.

It takes a lot of money to live in ordinary towns and cities. Fang City is safe and stable, and there are all kinds of magic tools, talismans, and training necessary for life. If you want to live there, the cost must be not small.

Moreover, the world of immortality is far more cruel than ordinary people. The cost of living in Fangshi is likely to be even more exaggerated. There are not enough spiritual stones to live in Fangshi at all!

Listening to the voices of these two people, the dew grass seems to be worth a lot of spirit stones.

If Xiao Ping uses the green liquid to ripen the condensed grass, in exchange for the first pot of gold, it should be enough for him to settle down in the city...

"Who!"

Xiao Ping suddenly woke up and felt a sense of consciousness swept across his body!

"Oops! Their battlefield has shifted so much to me..."

Although he will not be invisible, as long as he does not leak any breath or sound, and is not within the range of the opponent's consciousness, he will naturally not be discovered.

But who knew that these two people would come this way!

The young cultivator also found him and snorted coldly:

"Humph! It's better to put away the greed you shouldn't have! I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise don't blame Zhang for being rude..."

Xiao Ping's brows twitched, and he immediately turned to leave.

Compared with the endless talismans, magical implements and various spells that these two people have produced, he only has a few spells, and most of them are not attack types, even if the attack type is not very powerful!

He is very aware of his own level. If he stays tough, he will only be able to die!

What's more, he only needs a small piece of root to re-ripen the condensed grass with green liquid! As long as you turn back and dig out the roots afterwards, why take such a big risk?

Who knew that the old man suddenly said to him:

"This fellow Daoist! He bullied me, an old man, because of his youth, and he also wanted to take my elixir! It's a demonic act that goes against the ethics of immortality!

If fellow Daoist can uphold justice for me and eradicate evil for the world's righteous path, I am willing to give the dew grass to your Excellency afterwards..."

Xiao Ping secretly cursed shamelessly and cunningly ~www.novelbuddy.com~ and ran faster under his feet.

Not to mention that Ginglu Herbal has no owner, and whoever grabs the other is obviously better than that young cultivator!

If he really helped the opponent kill the young monk, the old man would definitely turn his butcher's knife to himself immediately!

As for the condensed grass, the other party hasn't gotten it yet, and the promise is even more of a big cake...

After Xiao Ping left the battlefield, he found a hidden place to hide.

After two full days, it was guessed that the fight was over and all the people who were alive left, so they went back again.

Arriving quietly nearby, Xiao Ping didn't go in immediately, but looked around the surroundings a little bit.

Being cautious has already saved his life several times, no matter how careful you are...

After confirming that there was no ambush, he was completely relieved.

Xiao Ping walked closer and saw that the corpse on the ground was a young cultivator. He was not surprised, and even a little fortunate.

Compared to the old cultivator, this person on the ground is obviously much more immature.

Even if it is himself, it is very likely that the car will overturn in front of the old man. After all, he only stepped into the world of immortal cultivation with half a foot...

Xiao Ping was seized twice, and instinctively vigilant, he threw a fireball at the corpse from a distance.

Even if there is any magic weapon and property, it has already been taken away by the old cultivator, there is no need to feel sorry for this...

In a burst of cursing, begging for mercy, and wailing, Xiao Ping continued to cast the fireball technique, expressionless, until the corpse was burnt to ashes before putting away his mana.

"In the world of immortals, you can't even believe in corpses..."

Xiao Ping's face was obscure, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow. After a while, he walked to the place where the condensed grass grew.

Seeing a small hole left in front of him, Xiao Ping scraped the soil away little by little.

After a while, a cut off root appeared in front of me...