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Until he left Linggui Mountain Grottoes and drove the blue paper crane away, Bai Xiaobei couldn't help checking the storage bag several times. He was so happy that he couldn't shut his mouth.

He didn't know that the monks in Linggui Mountain Grottoes were now in trouble. It was clear that there were signs of ghost face flowers condensing the ghost faces. However, they could not find them in any way. They did not know that the peach was directly picked by a little friar who was refining Qi.

The ghost face flower can be planted, but if it is planted in the spiritual field, it will not grow. It can only be planted in the place with strong Yin Qi. Otherwise, it will wither slowly before long, and the top-grade spirit ghost who is upgrading will slowly consume the source and die slowly.

However, such a form of cultivation in the holy land, at least three years and five years, do not worry about the death of grimace flowers, such a long time, I have found a way to sell grimace flowers.

Ghost face flower is worth a lot. After all, for a monk who has a ghost, it can be said that it is a great tonic. The origin of a high-quality spirit ghost after death and the source of top-grade spirit and ghost condensation can make a middle-class spirit ghost upgrade to a top-grade spirit ghost.

Naturally, the value is higher. In the past, the newly born grimace flower sold at the price of 200000 spirit stone. This kind of price is still in a hurry and sold at a low price.

"Younger martial brother Xiaobei, when you have time to cure the withered cypress trees for elder martial brothers, the damned lingtoothed birds actually pecked out dozens of holes in my jade tree."

Baikuyushu is a rare spiritual plant, planted in Sanpin Lingtian, which is the auxiliary material for refining low-grade pills. It is a panacea as a whole. It is naturally taken special care of by aphids and lingodon birds.

The lingodon eats aphids, but regardless of the life and death of plants, it directly tears off the skin and pecks out the aphids inside. This kind of damage is even higher than that of aphids.

"Wait a moment, elder martial brother. I'll be there in a moment."

Bai Xiaobei holds hundreds of thousands of grimace flowers that have not been sold. Where does he want to earn a spirit stone? Without stopping, he flashed in front of elder martial brother Ma and quickly walked towards his own spiritual field.

“……”

Elder martial brother Ma looks at Bai Xiaobei, who likes spirit stones most, and is not active. He can't help but feel sad for his own cypress and withered Yushu. After all, the most annoying thing for the spirit planting master who has the healing skill is to cure the spirit trees with many holes one by one.

Along the way, Bai Xiaobei dealt with several elder martial brothers and sisters who asked for help. Soon he came to his own Lingtian, held the lingjue in his hand and plunged into the green mask.

Nearly three hundred green jade grass swords emit a fierce green light. With the maturity of the green jade grass sword, the light emitted is more and more fierce. These most primitive sword bodies will soon be formed.

After seeing several green jade grass swords, Bai Xiaobei came to the edge of the three black jade grass swords and observed for a while. He found that the three black jade grass swords were nearly mature, and even one of them had fallen off.

In the next to find an empty place, Bai Xiaobei took out the jade box and gently took out the ghost face flower which was emitting a lot of Yin Qi.

The root of the best spirit ghost is like a piece of jade, which continuously releases Yin Qi and provides for the ghost face flower.

"You can't do it if you don't want to. It's planted here."

Bai Xiaobei ignored the general shaking of grimace in protest. He took out his own spirit shovel from his storage bag and planted it directly in the holy field.

"Stay and enjoy yourself. I'll feed my fourth black jade grass sword first."

No longer paying attention to yanbaba's grimace flower, Bai Xiaobei takes out the inferior spirit ghost that he has caught, and quickly inhales the spiritual power in the body of the inferior spirit ghost.

The listless ghost face flower suddenly straightens up. Bai Xiaobei, who is sucking the third inferior spirit ghost, feels a flower in front of him. A white bone branch is directly wrapped around his finger.

"Ah ~ ~ ~"

... "

Qianmomen welcomed three guests from Lingzhi mountain. Fengsandao, the great monk of qianmomen's golden elixir, personally brought his eight foundation building disciples to meet him.

"What's the matter with you

Lingzhi mountain belongs to the upper middle school, but the most important one is that it is famous for planting Lingzhi. It can be said that it is independent from the world, but it is an extremely wealthy sect.

Lingzhi mountain, which is rich in oil and guarded by three Yuanying old monsters, naturally has a lot of resources for the disciples below. The disciple with a little talent is not fast in practice.

Feng San Dao, who came out of Qianmo gate to greet him, looked at Zhou caoshu, the leader of the team, and his eyes were red. In those years, Zhou caoshu won 300000 spirit stones and a top-grade spirit tool in his spirit planting area, which made Feng San Dao's heartache still not relieved.

Zhou Cao Mu's coming here reminds him of two people who bet 300000 spirit stones ten years ago and planted lingxueteng respectively. Especially when he saw Zhou caoshu's elated appearance, he understood that the other party's lingxueteng had already bred a bleeding spirit gourd.

Feng San Dao can see the strength of Zhou Cao Mu's two disciples at a glance. They are two Qi refining friars with twelve levels of Qi refining. What makes him even more shocked is the spirit tools on the two people.

As an instrument refiner, although his achievements are not high, his vision is not bad.Zhou caoshu's male disciple is better. He is wearing a medium-grade spirit weapon [Youshen ice robe], stepping on a medium-class spirit weapon [Liuhe spirit boots], and a storage ring on his hand is dazzling. This is a storage ring, worth 100000 souls, which is about the price of the most common top-grade spirit weapons.

As for the female disciple in fashionable dress, Feng San Dao almost vomited blood. On her head, she wore a top-grade auxiliary spirit tool, jade cicada hairpin, and a middle-class spirit weapon, namely, the fresh necklace on her neck, and a high-grade spirit weapon, the shield armor, and the cloud robe on her arm.

What's more, the black jade zither on his back is the most precious spiritual instrument of the five towns in Lingzhi mountain.

This kind of equipment is that ordinary foundation building friars dare to go up. If their strength is slightly weak, even if their spirit tools are slightly weak, they must kneel down.

Zhou caoshu noticed Feng San Dao's look, and immediately touched her beard and said, "ha ha, of course, it's me. Ha ha. Five years ago, we recruited a master of weapon refining, and Lingling is the leader's disciple. Naturally, there are more spiritual tools on her body, ha ha, ha ha..."

When it comes to the end, he can't help laughing. He knows the effect of such equipment. He didn't stop it because he wanted to show off.

"Even the treasure of zhenpai has been brought. Is this more spiritual weapon?"

However, the material of Tianyin Dao fell to the upper level, because it was not the same as that of Tianyin.

But this body is an ancient treasure. Special sonic attack is even more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.

Zhou caoshu said with a smile: "the great Brahman voice used to be the treasure of our town sect, but now it's not. Ha ha, you know that!"

Feng San Dao's face turned black and he scolded in his heart, "I know your uncle!"

The five foundation building disciples around him were embarrassed. One of them wrapped himself around his body, and the belt of "Bihua guard", which was usually used as a treasure, was also quietly put away.

"It's better for you to have nothing on your body."

The disciple who took his belt despised himself severely and looked at the elder martial sisters and brothers around him. Then he looked a little better.

At least the elder martial sister and elder brother who came together are as poor as themselves

Zhou caoshu said triumphantly, "Lingling, haven't you seen your uncle Feng yet? You may be promoted to Yuanying on that day. "

"Mo Lingling has met all the senior brothers and sisters, as well as senior uncle Feng."

When she heard her master calling herself, Mo Lingling showed a little smile and saluted Fengsan Dao and the foundation building monks of Qianmo gate.

"Martial uncle

Feng San Dao roared in his heart. He was actually a martial uncle. Lao Tzu was a great monk in the later stage of the golden elixir. He was more powerful than Zhou caoshu in the middle period of the golden elixir. I don't know how many times. If you give me a chance, Laozi can kill this weak old man of grass and trees with one knife, and let his disciples take advantage of himself.

Feng San Dao's face is not good-looking. He snorts coldly. He ignores Mo Lingling. He swings his sleeves and turns his head to look at the other side. Obviously, he doesn't want to pay attention to it.

All the building foundation friars of qianmomen quickly returned their salutes. Several of them were even more enthusiastic. However, after seeing the equipment on Mo Lingling, they blushed one by one, but in their hearts, one by one, they thought of Mo Lingling.

"Hum!"

The male disciples of Lingzhi mountain seemed to be disgusted with some of the foundation building friars, especially when they saw their eyes on Mo Lingling, they couldn't help humming.

Even the two female disciples in the foundation period couldn't help blushing for them. Their eyes were too naked.

A few thousand gate foundation building friars this just react to come over, one by one moment, a pair of fairyland manner bone's posture, and before the appearance instantaneous change is illegible.

"Not promising!"

Feng San Dao couldn't help but scold. He had already remembered the disciples who annoyed him in silence. After he went back, he asked them to shut up one by one and not to come out for ten years.

Zhou caoshu seemed to be in a state, pointing to his other disciple with a proud look: "fenglaogui, this is my close disciple. How about it? Ten years later, he entered the gas refining great perfection. Ha ha, this qualification is even said by the leader. The future of this son is limitless. "

"Ten years!"

Feng San Dao was surprised. He didn't expect that this humble disciple was more terrifying than Mo Lingling. A hundred years later, there might be another Yuanying monk in Lingzhi mountain.

You should know that the qualification cultivation of Fengsan Dao has almost come to an end in the later stage of Jindan. There may be a chance to break through to the golden elixir, but it is absolutely impossible to break through to the realm of Yuanying.

"Disciple songshanke, I've met uncle Feng, and I've met all the senior brothers and sisters."

"Uncle I grass

Feng San Dao looks at the serious songshanke, and he can't help roaring again, and his good feeling for songshanke disappears in a moment.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!