Chapter 46 Concentric Hexapteria (for further reading)
"Come down."
Lu Xuan brought three Qingmiaoling tea seedlings back to the yard, and said to the cloud-treading lynx cub that had been lying on his shoulders.
Treading the cloud lynx glanced coldly at Lu Xuan with green eyes, then lightly landed on the ground, and walked straight towards the Lingquan Pool.
Lu Xuan came to a corner of the spiritual field, divided a large piece of blank spiritual soil, and performed the ground attraction technique. Three small pits appeared in the spiritual field, and gently placed three Qingmiaoling tea seedlings in the pits.
After planting Qingmiaoling tea, his mind was focused on the small tea seedlings.
“The purest water can produce the best tea.”
"Irrigate the tea seedlings with spiritual spring water, the effect will be better."
"Qingmiaoling tea, there is a clear spirit between its branches and leaves. Do not let evil spirits and filthy things stay near the tea seedlings for a long time, otherwise it will affect the normal growth of the tea seedlings."
A thought flashed through Lu Xuan's mind, and he instantly understood the needs and precautions of Qingmiaoling tea seedlings.
"It's not difficult to irrigate with spiritual spring water. There happens to be a pool of spiritual spring in the yard, and a little spiritual spring seeps out from the ground veins continuously. It is more than enough to support three Qingmiaoling tea seedlings."
"As for the evil and filthy things, I, Lu Xuanqing, am pure and righteous, so it is naturally impossible for me to be contaminated with those things."
"Well, in the future, Wang Shan and his wife should be allowed to enter the courtyard as little as possible, so as not to pollute my spiritual tea."
After he performed a round of spiritual rain technique to nourish the Qingmiao spiritual tea seedlings, he came to the other side of the spiritual field.
In the corner of Lingtian, there is a fog group half a foot long and wide.
The mist is hazy, it is difficult to see clearly, and even the spiritual consciousness feels a little stagnant.
Third Grade's Phantom Smoke Luo Guo seems to turn into smoke, blending with the faint mist.
"Yo, playing hide and seek with me."
Lu Xuan's mind was concentrated in the mist, he kept exploring, and soon learned the location of Huanyan Luoguo.
When a spirit rain technique went down, the faint mist churned slightly, and then condensed, revealing the seedlings of the phantom smoke Luoguo.
After nourishing the phantom smoke fruit, Lu Xuan went around the spiritual field again to make sure that each spiritual plant was growing well, before returning to the house.
After returning to the house, he sat at the table and counted the spirit stones in his hand.
This time, the twenty-two Lingyingcao plants brought in a total of seventy-seven spirit stones, and the three Qingmiao spirit tea seedlings cost sixty spirit stones. Fortunately, three spirit planters offered one hundred spirit stones on their own initiative. , so a total of nearly one hundred and twenty spirit stones were earned.
Including the ones in hand, the net worth is more than two hundred spirit stones.
"There are more than two hundred spirit stones, plus the spirit firefly grass has entered a period of rapid maturity, the red cloud pine is about to mature, and the net worth is about to usher in a wave of soaring."
Looking at the small pile of spiritual stones on the table, Lu Xuan thought happily.
"Brother Lu, are you there? Your sister-in-law made a sumptuous table, why don't you come over and have a drink with me?"
Outside the yard, Wang Shan's call came.
Lu Xuan didn't know if it was his own illusion, his voice sounded a little excited.
His hairs stood on end, the cracked silver blade quietly split into dozens of silver and white fragments, and a second-rank sword energy amulet slipped into the palm of his hand.
"Brother Wang, I'm a little tired from cultivating Lingzhi today, and I have a headache, so I won't come here. I'll try sister-in-law's craftsmanship next time."
He made up an excuse to deal with Wang Shan.
"Okay, you have a good rest."
Wang Shan left after hearing what Lu Xuan said.
Wang family.
In the middle of the hall, there was a mahogany table with over ten dishes on it, many of which were rare ingredients such as monster meat. Concubine Wang Shan sat quietly at the table with her head down.
"Lu Xuan feels a little uncomfortable, so it's inconvenient to come over, so let's eat together."
Ms. Wang replied softly, and got up to serve Wang Shan a meal.
"Thank you, lady."
Wang Shan watched a pair of snow-white rouyi stretching towards him, feeling satisfied.
When he bought this concubine on the black market, he originally wanted to pass the lonely time, but unexpectedly, the effect was far beyond what he had expected at first.
After the little concubine bought it home, she was gentle and fun, which made Wang Shan feel extremely happy and addicted to it. Even Goulan, which he always loved to go to, seldom went recently.
More importantly, after a period of time, I vaguely felt that I was about to break through to the sixth level of Qi training.
This made him love this little concubine even more, asking for it day and night, never thinking of leaving.
"Miss, thank you for your hard work."
He gently stroked the woman's soft white hand, and said gently.
"Sister-in-law is reluctant to make me suffer?"
Ms. Wang raised her head, her pupils shone brightly, and a mole in the corner of her eye was extremely charming.
"That's for sure, it's too late to love my wife, how can you be willing to make you suffer?"
"What if I get pregnant in the future? I heard that pregnancy will be very painful."
Wang asked pitifully.
"Um…"
While Wang Shan hesitated, Wang pulled out his little hand without a trace, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Why don't you, my husband, give birth to a child for me!"
Wang Shan was about to refuse, when he suddenly felt a strange longing coming from his abdomen, as if something was conceived inside.
"OK!"
This desire was so strong that it overwhelmed all his inner thoughts and spiritual consciousness, and subconsciously agreed.
As soon as the words fell, there was a gurgling sound from his abdomen, and his stomach continued to bulge at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood in his limbs, chest, and back continued to shrink.
After a while, the abdomen had swelled into a big ball, Wang Shan's eyes were sunken, showing a hint of madness, and other parts of his body had become extremely shriveled, leaving only a piece of skin stretched on the skeleton.
"My lord, bear me a child!"
Two groups of blushes appeared on Wang's face, and he looked at Wang Shan's huge belly obsessively.
At the same time, when Wang's body had just undergone a change, the trunk of a spiritual wood tree quietly split open in Wang's yard, and a nearly transparent worm shot out from the crack.
The worm is about two inches long and has six wings. Each pair of wings is as thin as a cicada's wings, with faint patterns on them.
At this time, the patterns on the wings were turning black with the change of Wang Shan, causing the six-winged insect to make a slight hissing sound of anxiety.
The law enforcement hall is more than ten miles away.
Ling Peng, who has advanced Qi training, looked at the seraphim who was also uneasy in front of him, with a trace of heaviness on his face.
"It finally appeared."
The strange insect in front of him is called the six-winged concentric insect. It is extremely concealed. If it senses the evil aura nearby, it will change. Another one within a certain distance can sense the opponent's abnormal state at the same time and react violently.
The stronger the evil aura, the greater the reaction.
After he accidentally learned that Wangshan might be occupied by evil spirits, he secretly investigated and found nothing, so he left a six-winged concentric worm in the Wang family's yard to monitor the Wang family's situation at any time.
After waiting for a few days, Xie Song finally showed up.
"Brother, I have to trouble you to go with me, and see the reaction of this bug. I'm afraid I'm not absolutely sure to get rid of it."
He turned his head and looked at a young monk next to him. There was a lightning scar in the middle of his forehead, and he could occasionally see flashes of lightning.
(end of this chapter)