Chapter 18 Wasted Grass

In half a month, they are definitely more fulfilling than they have lived for more than ten or twenty years, shopping, watching martial arts competitions and recruiting relatives, street juggling, opening lion dances, restaurant storytelling, etc., so that they should not be overwhelmed, look at the various states of life, and the mortal world is really right. The ten-day journey took five more days, and the Duan family reluctantly went straight to the desert outside Kan Jiangcheng. The scorching sun was scorching, and there was a little aura to protect the body, and everyone didn't think it was too difficult, and even Mo Yi walked silently with a bitter face. After two days of travel, they finally arrived at the Tienan forest marked on the map after many years.

There are many ravines on the body of the iron nan tree, the trunk stretches straight out to the clouds, the leaves are as hard as iron, and there are many barbs on the leaf surface. There are only a few dozen Tienan trees on this desert, which is a landscape.

"It's three at noon, and noon is the time and the direction is south," Duan Qiong saw the featureless Tienan tree. Duan Xiaomei walked in the direction pointed by Duan Qiong, and in vain the scenery around them changed, green mountains and green waters, and strange flowers bloomed. Duan Qiong was on guard in his heart, but he didn't have much to worry about, these seven powers were the best in the primeval period from the primordial infant to the distraction period, and at the end of the primeval period, their clansmen were desperate to save the lives of the seven powers. After the ancient period, they have been about to soar, in order to thank the kindness of the clansmen, they deliberately left a legacy on the mainland for future generations. How much inheritance everyone can get this time depends on their chances.

Eight cranes flew in the distance, and one stopped in front of each of them. "Up, right? Look at which of us has the greatest chance! Duan Zhou took the lead in jumping on the back of the crane and walked away handsomely.

"Eight? Is that one of mine, too? Mo Yi nodded with satisfaction, "He'er, take me to take a bath first!" ”

The others nodded to each other and jumped on the crane. The crane carried everyone to different directions. Duan Qiong sighed that although he was a Mahayana monk in his previous life, none of them could take out his hand as a inheritance. This boundless fairyland, although Duan Qiong guessed the reason for the formation, his heart was still shocked. Why is there such a big gap between yourself and others? Is Zhou Zixuan better than herself in many aspects in addition to great chances? Duan Qiong found that he had very little knowledge of the enemy. Will she still face the humiliation of her previous life? Still going to be abandoned by everyone? Duan Qiong was sentimental, she couldn't escape the punishment of Heavenly Dao, couldn't she escape the established fate?

Duan Qiong stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at herself in front of her with a pale face in blood-red clothes, she had an inexplicable attachment to red. Zhou Zixuan is the same white dress fluttering, she is holding a flowing cloud bun, and there are white plum lines on her forehead. She smiled gently at Duan Qiong, this sentence of her usual expression, "Qiong'er, Xiangyu has always liked me, haven't you given up yet?" ”

"I don't like that man for a long time!" Duan Qiongyi sat on the mountain rock and said with a cold face.

"Why are you duplicitous? What I hate the most is your face, a condescending posture. You are also a concubine, why do you bother to pose in front of me? Zhou Zixuan said lightly, "Your grandfather and uncles didn't even want their lives for such an unbearable you, it's really stupid!" Her voice became more and more jealous, "Everyone has seen that you are not good, why are there still people willing to pay for you?" Zhou Zixuan's voice seemed to pierce Duan Qiong's heart like a needle, Duan Qiong kept blaming herself, it was all because of her, the Duan family was destroyed, and her grandfather's family was also brutalized, all because she didn't know people clearly! She hates Zhou Zixuan so much, and she hates herself even more!

The hatred in his heart was monstrous, Duan Qiong suddenly calmed down, lowered his head and said: "Hate can't solve a qiē, I have been reborn, everything has not happened yet, why let hatred ruin the peace on the surface?" ”

"Twing," a sharp voice came, "if you don't kill her before she grows up, when will it be?" ”

"Is the way of heaven violated? She is now a person of great luck, and I can only hit her hard if I slowly share her great luck! I have made up my mind, don't be confused! Duan Qiong opened her eyes, and she was standing on the edge of the cliff.

"Let go, and you can live a great life!" The shrill voice sighed before it disappeared.

Her inner demon is Zhou Zixuan, but also herself! In this life, she has decided to cut off the roots of love, polish her eyes, and live a clear life!

A black light slowly rose from the black cliff, slowly illuminating her field of vision, enveloping her, Duan Qiong suddenly felt a cool heart, and her body shouted and longed for aura. Duan Qiong restrained himself from wanting to cultivate on the spot, and looked carefully at the green light, which turned out to be the legendary Void Grass. As mentioned in the Space Jade Slip, this grass regenerates after it dies, and the green on the leaves is darker every time it is reborn. The black in front of Duan Qiong is the green and almost black void grass that has been reborn many times! She carefully picked up the Void Grass, and with a movement of her mind, she flashed into the space and placed the Void Grass next to the warm pool. Void Grass is a panacea for the treatment of divine consciousness damage, and no one on the Yunzhou Continent has ever seen it. The most difficult thing to treat in the cultivation realm is the damage to the divine consciousness, and the existing spirit grass can only have the effect of relieving pain, but cannot cure it completely. How many genius monks are created and cultivated, and they can't be improved. With the Void Grass, coupled with the rich aura of the space and the ample time difference, she comprehended more of the Danfang Dan Recipe. There were only countless spirit stones left in Duan Qiong's eyes. The elixir is absolutely priceless!

Where there is a void grass, there must be a phantom zhi, Duan Qiong's eyes carefully scanned the surroundings. Finally, I saw a touch of red on the edge of the cliff. She unceremoniously put Phantom Zhi into the space and casually threw it away in the soil. Phantom Zhi can make people have demons in their hearts, and the effect of making psychedelic elixirs is excellent, and it is shameful for the world of cultivating immortals. Of course, Phantom Zhi is also rare, and the average Xiao Xiao in the immortal cultivation world can use Phantom Grass at most.

Duan Qiong continued to investigate around without giving up, but he found nothing. A wasted grass was not in vain for her to come, she comforted herself. Brother and sister, they should have something to gain, right?

"Sister Xuan, why is there nothing here?"

"Brother Fan, let's look for it again, there must be something in this place." Zhou Zixuan's nasty voice penetrated into the ears of Duan Qiong, who was meditating.

Duan Qiong opened her mouth wide, Zhou Zixuan could find this place without a map? As soon as she flashed into the space, Meng Yifan and Zhou Zixuan stood where Duan Qiong disappeared.

Zhou Zixuan searched everywhere in confusion, she obviously sensed that this was here! Why is it suddenly gone? She stared at the place where Duan Qiong had burrowed into the space in her heart, her eyes were dark.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zixuan's sensitivity to the Heavenly Treasure was so sensitive, and Duan Qiong could finally be sure that she had not missed anything in the search just now.

"Huh?" Zhou Zixuan looked at the messy ground suspiciously, but there were regular lines when she looked closely. Duan Qiongxin lifted it, she couldn't see the veins on the ground clearly no matter how she probed in the space.

Zhou Zixuan hesitantly pressed her hand in a few directions, and after a while, the cliff collapsed. Duan Qiong was also thrown out of the space, and during the long fall, she quickly changed into a black cloth dress, her hair fell out, and her face touched some dust. She couldn't see, hear, or feel Zhou Zixuan and Meng Yifan's existence. Here the divine consciousness was closed, and she was a little frightened in her heart, what is the difference between a monk without divine consciousness and a blind mortal?