The thorn vine grows wildly, much taller than Shen Xi. From a distance, it doesn't seem so terrifying. Approaching at this moment, even a strong-willed person like Shen Xi couldn't help but retreat.

The eyes are lazy, and the hands are good.

Shen Xi dragged a firewood knife and a sickle, and decided to split the thorns and take a look into the depths.

It's so desolate that there's not even that kind of hidden path, and no one who goes to the grave comes here. Such a desolate place is disgusted even by the dead, let alone the living.

Shen Hope glanced at the sea of thorns, took a deep breath, leaned over and danced with both hands, kept slashing, chopping thorns, and moving forward bravely.

Deeper inside, the weeds and thorns thinned. Shen Xi straightened his waist and kept gasping. The cultivation in the middle of the day after tomorrow is too low, and if you do some physical work, you will feel tired.

She was about to cut out a clearing and sit down to rest, when her eyes suddenly lit up.

Among the thorn bushes, there are actually many dark green fairy grasses.

They are fully mature, bulging at the top of the stalks, and full of grass seeds.

So much, so much!

The fairy grass here is several times more than the one grown at home, which is really wonderful.

Shen Xi's eyes lit up, and in an instant, his legs were no longer sore, his waist was no longer painful, and he was refreshed and full of vitality.

Thinking back then, she didn't bother to look at this kind of first-order low-grade fairy grass.

Longquan Immortal Mountain has nine dragon veins, the terrain is high, the immortal spirit is prosperous, and there are immortals everywhere. It's just that these immortal creatures have no effect at all for immortal cultivators who are born in the Qi refining period, or even the foundation building period.

They eat a piece of refined fairy grass paste, like a tiger eating an ant, without any effect.

But for a mortal like Shen Xi who is still in the middle of the day after tomorrow, it is tantamount to a hungry person drinking a bowl of fragrant meat porridge.

The world is impermanent, if it were to be replaced before, she would definitely not be able to imagine that she could still be so excited about the fairy spirit grass.

Shen Xi thought of this and smiled self-deprecatingly. But soon, she indulged in the pleasure of pulling fairy spirit grass. After all, the past is gone, and what is in front of you is the most precious.

She was overjoyed to think that she could take the fairy grass to the town to exchange for money. The money she used to look down on can bring a pleasant life to the whole family, and she becomes obsessed with money.

The little brother is only three years old now, and he shares a room with them, so there is no problem. But when he is older, it is really inconvenient to continue to sleep in the same bed with his mother.

It's late spring now, and it's getting hotter, not as hard as winter. However, the seasons change, and God knows what will happen if you live in this leaky mud house this winter.

Thinking of the hard life of the whole family, Shen Xi's heart tightened. Finally having someone to care about, finally having something worth protecting, Shen Xi desperately wants to improve their lives, so that they will no longer be bullied and live on others.

Seeing that the Shen Wang clan brought so many people to make trouble today, beating the Zhuang clan to the point of bleeding, it is conceivable how much she suffered after Shen Lin disappeared.

Shen Xi can no longer be filial to her former mother, God gave her another chance, she cherishes it very much to be a filial daughter.

Thinking of his family, Shen Xi was full of strength, and regardless of the thorns that would sting his body, he sped up his movements.

knocking seeds, pulling weeds; Knock seeds, pull weeds...... She is like a tireless, painless puppet, constantly operating.

She used her hatchet to pry away the thorny vine in front of her, and wanted to continue to beat the grass seeds with a copper hammer. But I was shocked by the scene in front of me.

A gleak of silver moonlight fell on the gray ground and on a dark green plant.

At first glance, it looks like an ordinary fairy grass.

But, it is not.

There are no seeds on the stems, just small green leaves.

The fairy grass grows old from the grass stem, and young leaves grow on the outside, which is completely different from the plant in front of you.

Shen Xi knew that this was an extremely rare second-order low-grade immortal - crispy ginseng.

Crisp ginseng is a kind of ginseng, but the fairy power it contains is extremely strong, and it is easy to attract demon beasts to guard. Some monsters can't help but eat it before it matures, hence the name.

Except for the second-order immortal things she had seen in Longquan Immortal Mountain, she hadn't seen them anywhere else at all.

Unless it is cultivated artificially, it is impossible to grow second-order immortals in such a place.

Shen Xi wanted to take this thing to the town to sell, which was tantamount to the foolish second uncle and others showing off that the Shen family had obtained the Immortal Cultivation Supreme Treasure Yi Spiritual Formula.

She didn't want the same thing to happen again. But this didn't mean that she wanted to let go of this second-order immortal object.

It is ripe and can be pulled out to make the elixir. With her cultivation in the middle of the day after tomorrow, eating the elixir is simply a tyrannical thing. However, she could keep it and eat it later in the late stage of Qi refining, which would help her break through.

The ripe crispy ginseng has not been eaten yet, and it is obvious that there is no demon beast to protect it.

Shen Xi's heart was itching. If you don't take this crispy ginseng today, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well this year.

She was afraid of hurting the brittle ginseng, so she took a wooden medicine shovel and gently dug the soil. Soon a palm-sized ginseng appeared in front of her.

Her movements are gentle, like a master carver carving an extremely precious jade.

Shen Xi didn't hurt a whisker, and dug out the crispy ginseng whole. She almost screamed as she hugged the crispy ginseng.

"Squeak ......"

Suddenly there were more rats in the night.

"Squeak, squeak......"

More and more rat cries sounded around Shen Xi. She didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, she put the crispy ginseng into the back basket, carried the bamboo basket, and took the wood knife and sickle and prepared to stay away from this terrible place.

Shen Xi only took two steps, and he was sure that he had met a big . Trouble.

Countless rabbit-sized rats surrounded it from all directions.

These rats are very peculiar in appearance, covered in gray-black fur. One of them was a mouse with pure black fur and a metallic hue, with a pink horn on its forehead.

It's a big mouse that has become a demon. This rat has a scientific name, called the horned mouse.

It's not uncommon for a mouse to become a monster, but it's very strange for a rat to become a monster in the West Mountain.

Shen Xi pondered carefully.

It's not that the growth of crisp ginseng has affected the immortal energy of the entire West Mountain. Make the difference in West Mountain.

The best immortals will always be guarded by demon beasts, and it seems that this is not wrong at all. I don't know if it was the crispy ginseng that attracted the horned rat, or the crispy ginseng that made the mouse a monster.

This horned rat has a late-stage first-order cultivation, which is similar to the late-stage cultivation of humans.

Shen Xi now only has the cultivation of the middle stage of the day after tomorrow, and it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the horned rat at all. In addition, the horned rat is probably the only demon beast in the western mountain, and it is already the king of the mountain.

No wonder I haven't seen a single beast like a tiger or leopard after going up the mountain for so long, and it seems that this is also the masterpiece of the horned rat.

How Shen Xi wished that what appeared in front of him at this moment was just a tiger.

What to do? You can't run for sure. It seemed that he could only fight to the death, Shen Xi clenched the firewood knife in his hand, imagining that it was the sword that once threatened the side.

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