The cultivation method of the third layer of Xiao Yong's Qi refining is the blood snatching and ascending spirit technique, and Xiao Yong's current cultivation is also this exercise, but the cultivation of this exercise needs to take blood, is Xiao Yong going to use the blood of Ji Xuancian and Shan Mei Fairy to do cultivation?

Of course not.

In order to protect himself, Xiao Yong can kill the enemy who wants to kill him, but he will not cross the bottom line of using human blood to practice, even if that person is an enemy.

The blood used by Xiao Yong is the blood of spirit beasts, and it is a coincidence that there is a spirit beast in Ji Xuanciao's storage bag that has just been killed.

The grade is not high, not even as good as the thorny beast that guards the cyan tree, but in the end, it is still a spirit beast, isn't it?

Therefore, this spirit beast not only has blood, but also this beast core, which gives Xiao Yong the conditions to cultivate the blood-snatching and ascension technique.

And with Xiao Yong's guess, this spirit beast in the storage bag should be Ji Xuancian They inadvertently encountered it in the deep mountains and old forests, and then they slaughtered it and put it into the storage bag.

The reason why Xiao Yong had this guess was also because there were still a few spiritual grasses with soil in Ji Xuanciao's storage bag, which looked like they had just been pulled out of the soil.

The spirit grass or something was taken by Lin Mo.

He didn't use it for alchemy, but for stew.

It is to throw the spirit beast meat and water into the pot, and then add the spirit grass and other simmering broth.

The pot is a stone pot chiseled out by Xiao Yong with a flying sword, and when Lin Mo called Xiao Yong to chisel the pot, it was also called "practicing flying sword", which was to practice flying sword bravely.

The thing about the messy stew was that Lin Mo, who must have been from a good background, didn't want to eat the saltless and tasteless white water broth, so he threw the spirit grass into it.

To be honest, the stewed broth thrown into the spirit grass is really very, very fragrant.

Rao is Xiaoyong is cultivating, and he is attentive enough, and a lot of saliva involuntarily comes out of his mouth.

Not to mention the snow-white puppy, a little guy with a sensitive nose, who can almost be described in the literal sense of the idiom "mouth like a river".

It is said that the fragrance is wafting thousands of miles, and the fragrance of this broth, although it has not reached the point of fragrant fragrance, it has also drifted out of a long distance.

How far is it? There is still a distance of one or two miles, thanks to the spread of clean air after the rain and sunny days.

It is...... If Lin Mo definitely didn't like this kind of benefit, because someone followed the fragrance to find the door.

It was a messy old man, with a bit of fairy wind bones, but how did he look like a big pervert with green eyes.

Fortunately, the green light in his eyes was not aimed at Qiushui Tianxin, but at the chaotic stewed broth in the stone pot.

Looking at the old man whose eyes fell into the stone cauldron, Qiushui Tianxin held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and his face was solemn.

Lin Mo didn't have a dignified look, but put on an idle and leisurely appearance.

But this appearance of his, isn't it a change in the majestic appearance of the thorny beast? To put it bluntly, Lin Mo is forcibly putting on a master's posture, so that the old man will be afraid.

Xiao Yong didn't feel anything, or rather, the perception he should have had, was banned by an inexplicable force.

Fortunately, there is a ban of this power, otherwise, he who was suddenly disturbed was still a rookie in the cultivation realm, and maybe he would go crazy.

The snow-white puppy felt it again, that is, it was not dignified, nor was it afraid, of course, it was like escaping Lin Mo's dodge forehead.

The snow-white puppy glanced at the old man a few times, but instead wagged his tail at him a few times to show kindness.

Although the old man's eyes "fell" into the stone pot, he could still see the performance of three people and one dog clearly.

He didn't do much nonsense, and said directly: "Old man, I haven't eaten a good meal for a few days, so I wonder if the two of you can reward the old man with a bowl of broth?"

The "two" in the words refer to Lin Mo and Qiushui Tianxin.

Is it that the old man doesn't have a brave man in his eyes?

It was the old man who was the culprit who banned Xiao Yong's perception, and he turned out to be a monk.

Lin Mo not only knew this, he also knew that the old man in front of him was still a great cultivator with extremely high cultivation.

How high the specific realm is, it may be the realm of condensation, it may also be the realm of return, or even the realm of incarnation.

All in all, this is an old man who is an enemy and a very tricky enemy.

The old man came for the broth, and if it was, it would be fine.

But if the old man came here for something else, such as to help Mu Yuan and Ji Xuanchan avenge them, it would be a big trouble.

It's just that even if it's for the sake of the broth, it's a bit inappropriate.

Because of such a fragrant broth, Lin Moke hadn't eaten it for a while, and with the mixture of an old man like a hungry ghost, it was impossible to just give a bowl of broth.

However, unless Lin Mo fights to aggravate his injuries again, otherwise, he can only welcome the old man, an uninvited guest.

The old man is uninvited, but he is not the kind of person who can't be a person, and Lin Mo also understands this matter, which is from the fact that the old man deliberately forbade the brave perception of cultivation.

And the old man's ability to be a man is also reflected in another thing, that is, the old man hangs a wine gourd, and the wine gourd is filled with wine.

In order to be able to exchange for a bowl of broth, he is willing to share the wine in his wine gourd.

Lin Mo's nose was also very pointed, and just by smelling it, his face changed slightly: "This wine ...... Is it Monkey Fairy Wine?"

There is a saying of "monkey wine" in the world, which is a fruit wine made by monkeys with wild fruits and the like.

This monkey fairy wine actually belongs to the category of monkey wine, the difference is that the wild fruit used in the brewing of monkey fairy wine is a spirit fruit.

In other words, this kind of wine can also be regarded as a miracle elixir-level immortal thing.

"You trade this wine for this broth? Are you serious?"

In terms of value and preciousness, the monkey fairy wine in the old man's wine gourd is more than the stewed broth in the stone pot, and it is not worth exchanging it at all.

Besides, the old man is not really an ordinary old man, he is a monk, like this, killing a spirit beast, picking a few spirit grasses, and then making a stone pot to boil soup, isn't it a difficult thing, can he exchange it for precious monkey fairy wine?

The old man smiled and said, "Old man, I! Even if you boil boiled water, you can also boil boiled water into a paste." ”

Lin Mo couldn't figure out how to boil the boiled water into a paste, but Lin Mo could understand the meaning of the old man's words, it was nothing more than that the old man couldn't cook soup, and the same thing couldn't make the same good soup.

It's just that this reason is not enough, Lin Mo just stared at the old man and couldn't take his eyes off it.