Chapter 642 I want to make progress too much
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and a palm-sized exquisite wooden box appeared in Lu Xuan's palm.
The wooden box is inky black, with countless weird and complex lines on the surface, as if it is trying to absorb the soul of a person. It has a slight cold feeling when held in the hand.
Lu Xuan concentrated on the surface of the wooden box and immediately learned the detailed information about it.
【Tai Yin Wooden Box, a fifth-grade treasure. There is a trace of Tai Yin power refined in it, which can heal, nourish, and strengthen the soul body. The soul body can stay in it for a long time and is not easy to dissipate. 】
“The fifth-grade treasure has been released!”
Lu Xuan was pleasantly surprised. He had no idea that this second-grade locust tree could produce a fifth-grade treasure.
“You just need to sow quietly, and all the generous rewards will come as expected.”
He thought secretly.
“Although this Taiyin wooden box is of little use to me, it is an extremely good treasure for some ghost cultivators or evil cultivators who raise ghosts.”
【Harvesting the third-grade magical peach...】
Lu Xuan seemed to see groups of light flickering towards him, and his body was like floating light passing by. In an instant, a bunch of spiritual peaches floated in front of him.
【Harvest a third-grade Mystic Peach, and obtain a fourth-grade treasure Miyin Bead. 】
Lu Xuan thought secretly in his heart.
He continued to patrol the spiritual fields and came to the area where the magical peaches were planted.
“Perhaps you can go to the Hailou Merchant Guild and ask if there are any of those century- or millennium-type elixirs.”
"Even if the grade of a vintage spiritual plant is lower, if it has been accumulated for many years, at a certain point, the reward of the light group that appears will not be weaker than that of many high-grade spiritual plants. Its value cannot be measured simply by its grade. . . ”
【Harvest a third-grade Mystic Peach, and obtain a fourth-grade elixir, Mystic Pill. 】
“Unfortunately, there are too few spiritual plants of this kind in the cave. Apart from this Yin Locust tree, there is only the seventh-grade Yimu Qingleiteng left?”
After a gentle touch, all the light groups shattered silently at almost the same time. The light spots in the sky passed through the branches and leaves of the Mystic Peach, converging into rivers of light, and poured into Lu Xuan's body one after another.
Various rewards either appeared in front of him in physical form, or poured directly into his mind.
He carefully put the lunar wooden box into the gluttonous sac.
Thoughts flashed through his mind like a horse watching a lantern.
“Many spiritual peaches.”
"Well, although Mystic Peach can harvest spiritual fruits every few years, it's just a repetitive result. As the number of light groups collected increases, and the level of cultivation becomes higher and higher, the light group rewards you get are only It will gradually weaken.”
The fourth-grade treasure Miyin Pearl, "Heart Sutra of Ultimate Bliss", and the Enchanting Pill were dancing gently in front of him.
After a while, the third batch of magic peaches have all matured. Each one is fresh pink, plump and juicy. The peaches are looming among the pink and white branches and leaves, half hidden and half hidden. Against the pink miasma underneath, there is a different kind of smell. Allure.
After picking the spiritual peaches, white light clusters emerged, flickering brightly and darkly.
Among the spiritual plants he had planted before, there were two main types of experience packs for harvesting fourth-grade elixirs, namely the Confusion Pill and the Cleansing Pill. The refining level of the Cleansing Pill was still between proficiency and proficiency. The Confusion Pill But it has already broken through to the Dacheng stage.
"Following the Foundation Establishment Pill, it is another way to make a lot of spiritual stones. Unfortunately, the Confusion Pill is not as widely used as the Foundation Establishment Pill." "Not necessarily. After all, Lao Se Pi or something like that is absolutely useless even in the cultivation world. There won’t be any less.”
Lu Xuan thought of the Huanxi Star Cave in the Eighteen Star Cave. It was said that it was a top-notch place for fun and entertainment in the spiritual world. Unfortunately, he had been busy farming and had no chance to enter.
He collected these rewards from the Immortal Peach Light Group and planned to either sell them in a grocery store, or go to Huanxi Star Cave and sell them to the monks in need at a high price.
The days of farming always go by very quickly, and two months pass in the blink of an eye.
In the early morning, there is a spiritual field of about one acre in the cave. There is thick fog around the spiritual field, and the scene outside the spiritual field cannot be seen clearly. There are several simple stone houses next to the spiritual field.
With a creak, Hong Qinghai walked out of the stone house and came to a strange-looking seedling.
There are many tadpole-sized characters floating on the surface of the seedling. The stem is made up of countless black lines. If you look closely, you will see that the lines are actually composed of characters that extend many times.
Hong Qinghai has long been accustomed to the strangeness of the spiritual plant in front of him, and his expression is not surprised. He sits in an open space next to the spiritual plant and takes out a yellowed book. Literary energy surges in his dantian, and a clear and exciting sound of reading can be heard.
The characters in the seedlings of Lingzhi seemed to understand the weak power contained in the sound of reading. They swam faster and faster, and many of them even penetrated directly into the stems and leaves of Lingzhi.
Half an hour later, Hong Qinghai came back to his senses, put down the book in his hand, and carefully understood what he had learned from his practice.
He looked at the mist surrounding Lingtian, without any thought of overcoming it.
Although these fogs greatly restricted his range of movement, he was not dissatisfied at all.
It has been more than two months since he came to this cave, and he could not be more satisfied with his current spiritual life.
The place where I live is not as prosperous as the previous city, but it is countless times better than the city.
The aura is so rich and pure that it is completely different from the previous level. At the same time, the level of safety has also been improved a lot. There is no need to worry about evil cultivators plundering, monster beasts raiding, and there is no need to worry about the forces that have been offended before finding this place.
Compared with these things, those prosperity are just like the moon in the mirror, and they will be broken at the touch of a touch.
Every once in a while, the master Jiedan behind the cave would come over and give him some pills and talismans, saying it was a small benefit.
Lu Xuan's actions made Hong Qinghai very grateful, and he worked harder to provide Jiuru Baoshu with a good cultural environment.
“After practicing and adjusting for a while, you can try to break through the foundation building.”
Hong Qinghai was filled with expectations when he thought about his bright future.
Lu Xuan didn't know much about the thoughts of the Confucian cultivator in the Nine Confucian Treasure Tree Spiritual Field. He just came over from time to time to check the status of the spiritual plants, and used basic farming techniques to make the Nine Confucian Treasure Tree grow better. Absorb the surrounding culture.
On this day, he stayed in the spiritual field, carefully picking the spiritual seeds condensed from the ice fireweed.
The remaining five Ice Fireweed plants were condensed into twenty-six Ice Fireweed Spirit Seeds during the second time, which became more and more skillful. The yield was much higher than the first time.
“Once some more improvements are made, we can start cultivating them on a large scale.”
“After being promoted to the early stage of pill formation, my cultivation level has not increased for a long time.”
Lu Xuan secretly thought that with his true talent, even if he practiced hard day and night, the improved cultivation would be almost unnoticeable, which made him very uncomfortable as he was used to the surge of spiritual energy when harvesting light groups.
“I want to make progress so much.”
(End of this chapter)