You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 54: Long drought meets rain, two or three drops.

Chapter 54 Long drought meets rain, two or three drops.

"Of course I won't doubt you, Fellow Daoist Lu."

The middle-aged monk was stared at by Lu Xuan, and took two steps back.

"I just want to know more about your planting method, Fellow Daoist Lu. After all, I paid more than 30 spirit stones for it."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Xuan sneered.

"Okay, then let me ask you, has the quality of the twenty lingying grass you picked improved?"

"Compared to the past, there are two or three more good-quality Lingyingcao plants, and the top-quality ones have not changed."

The middle-aged monk answered truthfully.

"Isn't that enough?"

"There are two or three more Lingying grasses from ordinary quality to good quality. This is because you haven't cultivated them for a long time. If it takes a long time, the average quality can be improved."

"If you have three more plants of good quality, you will earn nearly one more spirit stone, and if you plant dozens of Bailing fireflies, you will earn several spirit stones."

"Spirit Yingcao is a gradeless spiritual plant, and it takes a short time to mature. Three or four batches can be planted a year. In this way, you can earn back that spirit stone in just a few years."

"Not to mention, this method is also effective for other spiritual plants."

"So, fellow Daoist Zhou, what else do you doubt?"

After Lu Xuan finished speaking, he ignored the middle-aged monk and walked away.

Before he had gone far, he was grabbed by him.

"I gave up most of my practice time and paid so many spirit stones, just to earn a little bit of spirit stones?"

"Today you have to tell me the trick, otherwise I won't let it go."

He said fiercely, with a hint of threat in his tone.

During this period of time, he didn't practice much exercises, and spent almost all his time on refining and cultivating spiritual plants.

Originally thought that he could get high-quality spirit firefly grass, but he was greatly disappointed in the result, and the improvement effect was extremely effective.

There was such a big gap between reality and expectations, he subconsciously thought that Lu Xuan was hiding something from him, so he couldn't help coming to Baicao Hall to wait for Lu Xuan, hoping to get the key to cultivating spiritual plants from Lu Xuan.

"I've made it very clear."

Lu Xuan shook his hand away, and a sword talisman slipped quietly onto his wrist.

"Give up time for practice, that is your own choice."

"I can guarantee that my method is correct and effective. As long as you follow the method I taught and cultivate Lingzhi carefully for a long time, the average quality of Lingzhi will definitely be improved."

"As for whether you can get the perfect quality Lingyingcao or other spiritual plants, it depends on the personal talent and effort of the spiritual planter."

"I gave up my practice and devoted all my energy to cultivating spiritual plants. In addition, I have a strong affinity for spiritual plants and can keenly perceive the needs of spiritual plants. Only in this way can I grow perfect quality spiritual plants."

"The words have come to this point, please don't pester Zhou Daoyou anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Lu Xuan gave a warning to the middle-aged monk, ignored his nonsense, and left directly.

"you"

"You will be punished for doing this!"

Behind him, there was the resentful voice of the middle-aged monk.

Lu Xuan secretly felt it was funny, he thought he had a clear conscience, and told this casual spiritual planter that the method was indeed effective, and could slightly improve the quality of the spiritual plants he planted.

The only and the biggest difference between the two is that Lu Xuan can clearly grasp the immediate state of Lingzhi, and can meet their subtle needs at any time, and the appearance of the white light group can make him not have to worry about stagnant cultivation, missing treasures, etc. occur.

As long as the spiritual planter can calm down, according to what Lu Xuan said, it doesn't take long to cultivate spiritual plants in a refined manner, and he can earn back the spent spiritual stones.

But he was obviously eager for success, and after seeing the quality of the spiritual plant planted by Lu Xuan, his mentality became unbalanced, and his words and deeds lost his composure.

As for his retribution? Lu Xuan thought to himself that his cultivation base was profound and there were many treasures and talismans, so he didn't take his words to heart.

He came to the casual repair market.

Since some monks have been alienated and turned into monsters that are neither human nor ghost, there are obviously many more monks in the law enforcement hall in the market than before.

The monks are always vigilant when they come and go.

Under such a dull atmosphere, Lu Xuan walked quickly, his eyes scanning the booths on both sides.

At the booth, there are many monks who sell monster animal materials, most of which come from the wilderness and secret places, and a few raise them themselves, among which monster meat is the most.

After all, eating monster meat can slightly increase the spiritual power in the monk's body, which can be regarded as a daily consumption.

Secondly, there are special parts that can be used to refine magic weapons, such as the fur, scales, bones, etc. of certain monsters.

Occasionally, I saw a stall selling monster blood by the way. With anticipation, Lu Xuan went up to ask about the species of monster, but it was a pity that it was not snake blood.

Finally, he found a bottle of python blood at the booth of a young monk on the first floor of Qi training.

The name of the boa constrictor is Black Thread Snake, and it is not a monster. According to the young man, he and several companions worked together to kill the boa constrictor. Because of his low effort, he didn't get the python skin and fangs, and only got a small bottle. Black thread snake snake blood, with the mentality of giving it a try, was placed on the booth.

Lu Xuan spent seventy pieces of spirits to buy that small bottle of black thread snake blood from that boy.

The young man thought that the snake blood would only rot in his hands, but he did not expect to get the seventy broken spirits by accident, so he quickly bowed to Lu Xuan to thank him.

Lu Xuan returned to his courtyard with the snake blood.

Entering the Lingtian, everything is as usual, and the half-human-tall grass puppets are still tirelessly patrolling the Lingtian.

Passing by Lu Xuan, he kept walking, the huge gray grass head turned towards Lu Xuan's direction, stared blankly, and turned nearly 180 degrees before returning to the original position.

"After absorbing two drops of grass spirit essence liquid, the spiritual intelligence of the grass puppet has improved significantly, probably from a lifeless puppet to the level of a one or two-year-old baby."

"What remains unchanged is the heart that firmly guards Lingtian."

Lu Xuan sighed, thankful that he has such a dedicated tool man.

He looked around in the spiritual field, all the spiritual plants were growing as usual, and there were a few that needed to be nourished, so he used the spiritual rain technique or the tree growth technique to ensure that they could get the most satisfaction.

Finally, come to the area where the vines are located.

He couldn't wait to take out the small bottle of black thread snake blood, unplug the bottle, and carefully pour the snake blood on the curved vine.

After dripping on the vines, the bright red blood did not drip down, but was tightly adsorbed on the surface of the vines.

Immediately, it slowly penetrated into the vine.

The dark black vines turned black and red after absorbing the blood of the black line snake. When you observe carefully, the twists and turns, and the vines with knotted roots seem to be like a small snake that wakes up after a winter of dormancy, swimming slowly.

After a few breaths, he stopped.

Lu Xuan's mind was concentrated on the vines.

"It seems that something good has entered the body, but it's gone before I taste it..."

A look of hunger and thirst that wants to be moistened after a long drought, but only two or three drops of rain fall.