Fengxue was stunned by Luo An'an's words, and only after a while did he suddenly realize: "What Lord An An said is yes!"

An Baobao turned his head to look at the shovel officer, his face full of disgust: "Jiuqing, why do I think Fengxue is a little stupid?"

Mo Jiuxiao nodded naturally: "If he really has the ability, I won't lose his mind." ”

Snow:......???!!!

Suddenly there was something magical in the air: what I heard, so much information!

"Forget it," Luo An'an directly gave up the topic and asked instead, "What is that kind of spirit plant that makes demon beasts crazy, what does it look like, and what is its name?"

Feng Xue sent someone to deliver a box to the door, and when he took the jade box and closed the door, he took out the red spirit plant inside the box.

"It's this thing, it turned out to be a poisonous weed that wasn't very famous, and no one noticed it, but I didn't expect it to have that effect on demon beasts. Feng Xue looked helpless: "I really don't know how to deal with it." ”

"Didn't the alchemists in the sect research the antidote?" An Baobao touched his chin and pondered, "It's just a poisonous weed, it's not so difficult, right?"

"But this poisonous weed only has an effect on demon beasts, and it doesn't matter if people eat it. In short, the elders of the sect don't have a clue yet. Feng Xue said with a headache.

Mo Jiuxiao got the news he wanted, directly put away the twin mirrors, and said to Luo An'an: "Luo Luo don't worry, the sect won't have an accident." ”

"Hehe," Luo An'an shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not too easy, that poisonous weed is indeed a problem, and there is no such thing in my space." Jiuqing, if you go out and see this, can you help me collect a little?"

Mo Jiuxiao didn't agree to the end, just say good.

On the second day, the demon cultivators, who had rested for the night, were about to start patrolling.

Together, they lived in a dark stone castle, the corridor was flanked by sealed stones, and the light from the outside could not penetrate at all, only the sparkling candle flame could illuminate it. With each step, the sound of small pieces amplified and echoed in the hallway.

Obviously living in the mountains, but Mo Jiuxiao gave birth to a feeling of walking in a dungeon, very dark and depressing.

"Hey, your mission today is to patrol a few mountains. The demon cultivator who delivered the order didn't care about announcing the mission: "Patrol each mountain three times, and you can come back when you're done." ”

After this person left, these new demon cultivators who arrived yesterday began to be indignant. What kind of "what the hell do you live in, it's as dark as a mouse hole", "this is bullying, patrolling the mountains is the most tiring job, and they deliberately leave it to us to do"...... And so on a kind of complaint.

However, Mo Jiuxiao didn't speak, and directly turned around and went to the place to be inspected, alone.

In fact, each demon cultivator has to inspect different places, and they can't meet together, and they complain and complain, but in the end, they still have to do their own thing.

Mo Jiuxiao casually circled the mountain a few times, and unsurprisingly found nothing. At the same time, he also observed the topography of the surrounding mountains, and wondered what he was thinking.

"Damn, what a broken place, there is not even a good spiritual plant on the whole mountain, and I am blind to Lao Tzu's great effort. ”

Mo Jiuxiao followed the voice and looked, and a familiar demon cultivator was viciously kicking an ancient tree at the moment. Fortunately, the body of the tree is big enough and sturdy, otherwise it would have been kicked off by this demon cultivator of the Great Perfection of Jindan.

Demon Xiu also noticed the gaze of others, and instantly had a little smile on his face: "Oil cake, it's you!"