MTL - You Practice Immortality, I Farm-Chapter 38 Spirits like smoke

  Chapter 38 Spirit Seed Like Smoke and Mist

  The guards in Fang City responded quickly. When the blood-red tentacles were raging around, a handful of green seeds shot out like sharp arrows and landed around the tentacles.

  In an instant, thick vines emerged from the ground, growing rapidly, splitting continuously, and tightly entwining the blood-red tentacles.

  The blood-red tentacles struggled hard, wrestling with the thick vines.

  High in the sky, a crisp chirp sounded.

  Lu Xuan heard the reputation, and saw a huge fire bird floating in the air, with its wings spread out, a full four or five feet in length, and various heat waves formed when it was lightly flapped.

   Immediately, it turned into a ray of red light, shooting violently at the alienated monk who split out many tentacles.

  Where it passed, the ground was burned with black charcoal.

"ah…"

  The alienated monk whose body was occupied by the tentacles uttered a painful cry, and turned into black ash in the raging sea of ​​flames.

  The flames rose all the way along the base of the tentacles, burning the blood-red tentacles spreading everywhere.

  On the ground, broken tentacles squirmed everywhere, as if they wanted to invade the bodies of other monks again.

  It's a pity that the flame damage is too large, and all the tentacles are burned to nothing.

   Immediately afterwards, there was another pure white halo centered on the remains of the alienated monk, surging around.

  In the distance, Lu Xuan and other monks were swept by the halo, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and tranquility.

   "It can only be said that this monk was alienated at the wrong time. There just happened to be a few monks who were middle-level Qi practitioners patrolling and guarding here. Otherwise, there are so many casual cultivators in the market, and it is very likely that he will make a lot of noise."

   Lu Xuan looked at the mid-level Qi-training monks who appeared around the remains of the alienated monks. They were just checking whether there was any evil power remaining, and in a blink of an eye they worked together to personally eliminate a monk polluted by evil spirits.

The solution is simple and effective. The vines imprison the tentacles for a short period of time to avoid causing more casualties. At the same time, they also leave a short time for their companions to cast powerful spells. It is impossible to detect the remains of the monks and the surrounding casual monks.

   "As expected of the guards in Fangshi, the cooperation with each other is very smooth and natural."

Lu Xuan thought to himself, if he meets this alienated cultivator alone, with the Gengjin Sword Jue of Dacheng Realm, the first-rank special magic weapon Cracking Silver Blade, and the second-rank Talisman Sword Qi Wanqian Talisman, which is equivalent to a full blow of a high-level Qi training monk , and the newly obtained Thunder Fire Orb, there should be no problem in solving the alienated monks.

   Just can't do it so cleanly.

   "It seems that we still have to work hard to grow spiritual plants and add as many means as possible to ourselves."

  He secretly decided in his heart.

  From the alienation of the monks to the successful settlement, the whole process was extremely short. After a short period of chaos in the casual cultivator market, order was restored again, as if the alienated monks had never appeared before.

  However, the large area of ​​scorched black left in place, and the three monks who were attacked and killed by the tentacles reminded everyone present of what had just happened.

  Among the three, there was naturally the cultivator who used the earth wall technique to block Lu Xuan. After Lu Xuan pierced his calf with the Seventh Gold Sword Art, he was unable to move and died on the blood-red tentacles.

  Lu Xuan didn't have any pity for this, he was responsible for everything, if he hadn't tried to block the tentacles with himself, he wouldn't have shot at will.

  After this small disturbance in the market, Lu Xuan no longer had the idea of ​​wandering around, so he chose a road at random and rushed to Baicao Hall.

  Baicao Hall is not far from Sanxiu Market, and you can see the pavement after turning a few intersections.

"Um?"

  Suddenly, Lu Xuan stopped, and his eyes were attracted by the wooden boards on a booth next to him.

  There are eight black characters written on the wooden board.

   "Special spiritual species, sold at a low price."

  Lu Xuan scanned the goods on the booth, but found nothing related to spirit seeds.

   "Please ask my friend, what is the special spiritual species you mentioned on the board? Could you let me have a look?"

   "Here, that's it."

  The owner of the stall was an ordinary middle-aged monk with a fourth-level qi training. Hearing Lu Xuan's question, he pointed to something on the stall.

  The thing is oval in shape and pale white. If you don’t pay attention, you will ignore it. There are wisps of smoke inside, and the shape is constantly changing, deriving into various strange things.

   "Is this a Spirit Seed? Fellow Daoists won't lie to me, will they?"

   Lu Xuan asked curiously, such a thing that was like smoke constantly changing made it difficult for him to associate it with the spirit species.

   "To tell you the truth, fellow daoist, I'm not sure if it's a spirit seed or not."

   "After I came back, I went to a few friends of the spiritual planter and showed them this thing, and they couldn't tell whether it was a spiritual seed."

   "However, when I got it, I found it from a withered spiritual plant. It may be that the spiritual plant has entered a mature stage and no one has picked it. Such a spiritual seed has been condensed from the essence of the whole body."

   "This is absolutely true. If fellow Taoist sincerely wants to buy it, I can make an oath for what I just said."

   Lu Xuan rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

  After the stall owner said that the oath could be made, he believed it three-points in his heart. There are many kinds of monk oaths, and if there is any violation of them, there may even be a risk of death.

  The way the spiritual seeds condense is not surprising. After the wild spiritual plants mature, some will continue to grow and the years will increase, some will wither naturally, and some will condense into spiritual seeds by chance and continue in another way.

  Although I don't know what the thing in front of me is, but judging by its magical shape, it is likely to be a rare and rare spiritual species.

   "If fellow daoist can really make a pledge of demons, I'm somewhat interested. I don't know how much you will ask for?"

   Lu Xuan asked the stall owner.

   "I spent a lot of effort to get this spirit seed from the new secret realm. If you want it, you can take fifteen spirit stones."

  The stall owner saw that Lu Xuanzhen was interested, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

  The thing on the booth might indeed be a spiritual seed, but after he had placed it in the market for a few days, only a few people asked about it, and they were scared away by the price one after another.

  After all, it would be too expensive for fifteen spirit stones to buy a spirit seed whose type and planting method are unknown.

   Lu Xuan's mind was delicate, and he caught the change in the stall owner's expression, and sighed softly.

"Fellow Daoist, isn't your price too ruthless? A thing that is not yet sure to be a spirit-seed is offered at a price much higher than that of a first-grade spirit-seed. I can buy three or four of the fifteen spirit stones." A first-grade spiritual seed."

  He kept shaking his head, seemingly dissatisfied with the price.

   "The Taoist friend, tell me the number."

   "I'll take the seven spirit stones right away. The price is already much higher than that of ordinary first-grade spirits."

  Lu Xuan slashed the price by more than half.

   "No, at least ten spirit stones. Looking at its shape, it is very likely to be a second-rank or even higher spirit seed."

  The stall owner argued red-faced.

   "Even if it is a second-grade spiritual seed, what's the use if you don't know how to grow it? Should it be kept in a storage bag and let its vitality continue to pass?"

   Lu Xuan retorted.

   "Well, I'm at a disadvantage, eight spirit stones, there are only so many spirit stones on me, there is nothing more I can do."

   "Add another fifty broken spirits, and it will belong to you, fellow Taoist."

   The stall owner gritted his teeth and said.

"make a deal!"

   Lu Xuan readily agreed.

  (end of this chapter)