The mood of those monks outside, glutinous rice is not to be taken care of. She had never thought of having to scruple with the monks.

She soon discovered that this ethereal illusion realm of the Immortal Cultivation Sect was indeed a good place. In this illusion, it can even be said that there are no mundane things at all, although there seem to have been traces of mortal life in this illusion, but even the materials used by mortals to build thatched houses are all spiritual wood and fairy grass.

Seeing the leaves of those fairy grasses being picked at random to serve as roofs, Glutinous Rice didn't know whether to feel distressed or speechless.

These fairy grasses should not have been wasted like this.

However, it was precisely because of this that she was able to pick enough fairy grass and spirit wood.

The immortal grass with sufficient aura is all guarded by demon beasts. All she could pick was just seedlings of fairy grass. But other than that, all the ore veins and spirit trees were not valued by the demon beasts, and they were not taken seriously by those monks who came to fight.

"It's really strange, these spirit trees obviously have such a full aura, why don't they put these spirit trees in their eyes at all. Even if you don't know how to refine, even if you cut it back, you can count it as a little achievement? ”

Nuomi commanded the pillar to place all kinds of spiritual trees on the other side of the clearing, and felt very complacent for a while, but also curious.

Zhuzi turned his head to look in her direction and found that she seemed to be seriously considering this issue, so he spoke slowly and said, "They are all sword cultivators. ”

"What's wrong with Sword Cultivation. If I have to say it, I can be regarded as an immortal cultivator. Nuomi was not very satisfied with this "answer", tilted her head and thought about it, and said to herself, "Well, who called them all inner disciples, I'm afraid they don't look down on these spiritual trees." ”

The pillar nodded quietly, and continued to turn around, tossing the pile of spirit wood.

Next to the spirit wood, some ores dug up from glutinous rice were neatly piled up.

She didn't know how to mine spirit ore at all. The only bit of spiritual ore is just that they were inquired about from Lan Zhanzhou. As far as Lan Zhanzhou's temperament of not liking to speak, the knowledge that Nuomi can ask is conceivably less. However. Even this little bit of sporadic cognition was enough for her to identify some commonly used spirit ores.

Moreover, in this ethereal fantasy world, there are many spirit ores that are almost bare on the surface, and with a little care, they can be mined without the use of spells.

The spiritual ores selected for glutinous rice are all this kind of mine that can be mined lightly, and there is no need to think about it at all.

She knew that it was almost impossible for her to hunt any monsters now. She didn't want to use any of her own secret weapons on these monsters—even if she did. I'm afraid it's not very useful. In this way, she can only use the idea of scraping the ground.

Who said that the land in this ethereal illusion is really rich, just scraping off a layer shallowly, it is full of aura.

It's a pity that Nuomi didn't have a furnace fire for refining utensils on his body, so he could only temporarily build a small stove for the pillar outside. The firepower is not very sufficient, and it is impossible to refine any particularly good magic weapons. Some spiritual ores are too hard, and they must be melted with the natal fire before being handed over to the pillar for processing.

Fortunately, most of the materials they found this time were spirit wood, and this furnace was barely enough.

After finding this temporary cave, Nuomi released the leopard. She didn't want the leopard to be hunting outside, but told him to look around. Don't get approached by unscrupulous monks or monsters.

She also specially told the leopard, "Your cultivation level is really not high now, don't think about hunting any demon beasts, carefully turn yourself into someone else's ration." You just have to watch your home. ”

The leopard showed a rather disdainful look and glanced at the glutinous rice out of the corner of his eye.

When Nuomi saw his appearance, she immediately laughed. "I know you're a ghost cultivator now. But ghost cultivation is also aura. If a demon beast wants to eat you, won't you still be able to eat it? I've seen all the monsters here, you haven't crossed the catastrophe yet, don't risk it indiscriminately. ”

The leopard snorted vigorously, still looking unconcerned. Glutinous rice looked at him like that. I don't know what to say to him.

Since this guy is a general in the spirit demon realm, he must be even prouder than anyone else. At this time, many monks outside were hunting demon beasts, but Nuomi wanted to tell him to bypass those demon beasts, and he was naturally not convinced.

However, glutinous rice is just like that, and it doesn't mean to really ask the leopard to do anything.

She was worried that the leopard would suffer in front of those demon beasts, but she had been with the leopard for a long time, and she had long known that the leopard was not so reckless. Therefore, even when she saw Lu Leopard's unyielding look, she still didn't care too much.

"You. Then I don't care, if you are entangled by some demon beast, and then I am so tired that I am forced to withdraw from the competition when I save you, you have to think about how to explain to the master. Nuomi stretched out her fingertips, nodded the moist nose of the leopard, and turned to ignore the leopard.

She's busy.

Not only did he have to pull the pillar around to find materials, but he also had to take care of the fairy grass seedlings planted in front of the cave, and he also had to help the pillar deal with the spirit stone veins, so he couldn't stop for a moment. It was as if she had gone back to the time when she had been a handyman, busy with things that made her feel fulfilling.

It's a pity that I don't know if I can steal those fairy grasses and materials out of this ethereal fantasy world.

Every time I think about it, Nuomi feels a little guilty.

The materials inside this illusion are completely different from those outside. She thought that this illusion was going to dissipate, and it would be a pity if all these materials disappeared as well. Therefore, she quietly transplanted some fairy grass seedlings into the illusion in her own body.

"Since the Immortal Cultivation Sect is also willing to put us into this illusion realm, it must have agreed to let us take away the materials here. When we first came in, didn't the real man say that all we got together in the illusion was ours? ”

Nuomi comforted herself in a self-muttered sentence, and the scraping action in the illusion was even more energetic.

She didn't care how speechless the monks of the Immortal Sect outside were when they looked at her.

The monks who came with her to participate in the competition were all fighting hard, searching the caves one by one, hoping to find some exercises and jade slips and other things in those old and abandoned caves, but only glutinous rice, which was scavenging the ground inch by inch.

It can't be said that those monks look down on Lingmu.

They really didn't think of that.

In the past, when they were in the sect, they didn't need to touch these things at all. It's just that there is an occasional opportunity to go down the mountain to practice, and all they need to do is to fight the demon beast and then obtain the fairy grass guarded by the demon beast. If you don't really regard this as a money-making business, what team will go down the mountain to practice, and will cut a few spirit trees back to the mountain gate, but they will not be laughed at to death.

If they hadn't seen particularly valuable spirit trees, they wouldn't have regarded those spirit trees as good things at all.

As for those spiritual soil and spiritual ores on the ground, this is even more so. They are even inferior to glutinous rice, and they have no knowledge of the spirit mine at all. In this way, the only materials they could think of were the fur and claws on the demon beast's body and the hungry fairy grass behind the demon beast.

For these monks, Nuomi could only sigh silently, "What a hard worker." ”

She didn't think there was anything wrong with what she was doing. Since the Immortal Cultivation Sect has listed such conditions for competition, what does it have to do with the monks who are willing to find a hard way to go? If it's a ring match, she'll fight well. But isn't it these small aspects that are being compared now?

The monk surnamed Du of the Immortal Cultivation Sect was already about to explode in anger because of Nuomi's behavior. He had never seen a monk who came to participate in the competition so lazy, not fighting at all, and picking some other ways to do things.

Look at what this little girl is doing, either playing with mud or wood, it's just disgusting.

But those old monsters who were older than him, after the initial freshness had passed, even turned back to praise the glutinous rice.

"I've watched so many competitions, and only this time did I really see someone understand the true meaning of this competition." Shi Lao touched his chin and unconsciously leaned forward, exposing his entire face to the brilliance of the water mirror.

The monk surnamed Du was immediately unconvinced, snorted coldly, and said, "What does it mean?" Could it be that rubbing mud in the illusion is the true meaning? A monk who couldn't even subdue a demon beast wanted to ask her to participate in this competition, which was really insulting. ”

As soon as his words fell, there was a burst of laughter all around. Listening to that voice, it seemed that there was more than one monk who laughed at him.

A slow voice came from the side, "Little Duzi, have you ever wondered what this competition is for?" If it's just for the sake of competing in force, you can compare the number of demon cores obtained, or directly compete in the ring. You see, like the monks who came to the contest, you may have misunderstood it. ”

Misunderstanding this competition?

The monk surnamed Du was stunned, and when he turned his head to look at the water mirror again, his brows couldn't help but tighten.

It is true that he never thought about it.

Every time the monks who came to participate in the competition, they hunted demon beasts like competing with each other, obtained fairy grass and demon beast bone blood, and then handed them over to the judges. It never occurred to him whether this fight could also be done in another way.