Chapter 49: The Back Mountain Gathering
Lin Xiaoyi successfully guarded dipterocarp camphor this time and received many rewards from Mo Yun.
Among them, the Zi Phantom Bell and the half-step Baicao Decisive are the most precious.
"It's no wonder that so many cultivators are stuck in the Ning Dan Realm, it turns out that because they don't have the exercises, they can't continue to cultivate to a higher level."
This news is also very important to Lin Xiaoyi.
However, fortunately, Lin Xiaoyi had obtained the cultivation method before, so he didn't have to worry about this problem.
Lin Xiaoyi has the Ziphantom Bell in his hand, and he has caught several spirit aphids, so he can take them to the back mountain assembly.
"I don't know if the backmountain gathering has what I need."
Lin Xiaoyi has been patrolling the medicine field since the invasion of the spirit aphid mother.
However, he never saw the spirit aphid again, which couldn't help but make Lin Xiaoyi a little surprised.
"Could it be that the spirit aphid mother is scared?"
The method of the spirit aphid mother also opened Lin Xiaoyi's eyes, a spirit aphid mother of the Ning Dan realm could actually escape from Mo Yun in the soul gathering realm.
According to Mo Yun's words, this is not the first time that this spirit aphid mother has caused trouble in the Hundred Grass Pavilion.
The pavilion master of the Baicao Pavilion personally took action, but he also failed to catch the spirit aphid mother, which is enough to see the power of the spirit aphid mother.
Lin Xiaoyi took out the insect trap bottle from the space bag, and in this insect trap bottle was the spirit aphid that he was going to exchange for on the back mountain opportunity this time.
This spirit aphid can be regarded as a tonic for cultivators, after all, not everyone can get the pill for cultivation.
Except for the second-generation disciples who could receive fixed pills from the Baicao Pavilion every month, the other third-generation disciples could only rely on their talents seriously in the Baicao Pavilion and cultivate hard.
"This spirit aphid is also a good tonic."
If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to exchange some items that he could use in the back mountain assembly, Lin Xiaoyi himself would be reluctant to exchange this spirit aphid.
A spirit aphid in an insect trap bottle is a little different in color from other spirit aphids.
"Huh?"
Lin Xiaoyi discovered the difference between this spirit aphid, that is, he remembered the appearance of the spirit aphid mother a few nights ago.
For the appearance of the spirit aphid mother, Lin Xiaoyi always remembers it vividly.
It's just that the appearance of this spirit aphid is too small, far less powerful than the spirit aphid mother.
"Spirit aphid mother, insect spirit animal, late stage of Ning Dan Realm, weak stage."
Lin Xiaoyi got the appraisal of ten thousand items in his mind, and his mouth opened for a while.
After a long time, Lin Xiaoyi came to his senses and determined that this spirit aphid, which was many times smaller, was really a spirit aphid mother.
Lin Xiaoyi almost threw the insect trap bottle in his hand to the ground, the battle of the spirit aphid mother that night was too terrifying.
Looking down at the insect trap bottle, the spirit aphid mother at this time looked very sluggish.
"Could it be because of the use of clones?"
The weakest period of the spirit aphid mother was after the use of clones.
The more doppelgangers, the more strength is divided, but there is only one real spirit aphid mother.
This time, in order to be able to escape from the phantom clock, the spirit aphid mother actually divided into thousands of clones, so the strength of the spirit aphid mother at this moment is only the combat power of the middle stage of the spirit realm.
This spirit aphid mother is also greedy, it thinks that it is to use many clones to confuse Mo Yun, and then take the opportunity to swallow the pollen of dipterocarp camphor.
However, this spirit aphid mother didn't calculate that Lin Xiaoyi was still protecting the dipterocarp camphor.
The spirit aphid mother looked at Lin Xiaoyi through the insect trap bottle, her eyes full of disdain.
Lin Xiaoyi put the insect trap bottle into the space bag, and then came to the sundries.
It's just that he didn't meet Sun Yang and Zhang Chen today, which is relatively lucky, otherwise he would not have to "theorize" with these two.
"Help me get some tools for the medicine field, and some insect trap bottles."
It didn't take long for Lin Xiaoyi to return to Ziliu Mountain with the necessities of these medicinal fields.
After closing the door of the thatched house, Lin Xiaoyi took out the insect trap bottle in the space bag, and the spirit aphid mother inside was lying at the bottom of the bottle.
Lin Xiaoyi was not at all worried that the Spirit Aphid Mother would escape from him, because the strength of the Spirit Aphid Mother at this time was less than one percent of its usual strength.
Lin Xiaoyi even got the child magic clock, and this spirit aphid mother seemed to be very afraid of this magic clock.
The cork of the insect trap bottle was opened by Lin Xiaoyi, and the moment it was opened, the spirit aphid mother at the bottom of the bottle actually flapped its wings and flew directly, wanting to escape directly from the insect trap bottle.
"Boom!"
Lin Xiaoyi turned his vitality into the sub-phantom bell, and the sub-phantom bell made a soft sound, which was not loud, but it fell into the ears of the spirit aphid mother, but it was like thunder.
After hearing this sound, the spirit aphid mother fell from the air like a drunk.
Lin Xiaoyi didn't expect that this magic bell would be so restrained by the spirit aphid mother.
"It's a baby."
This magic bell, as soon as the bell rings, it will send out illusions, and if it is hit by illusions, then it will fall into a short-term illusion.
By the time the mother aphid woke up, it had been put into a new insect trap bottle.
Obviously, Lin Xiaoyi didn't plan to exchange the spirit aphid mother.
After a few days in this way, the Houshan rally finally began.
Lin Xiaoyi completed the work of the medicine field early, and then after getting Mo Yun's permission, he went to the back mountain.
Back Mountain, a barren mountain on the west side of Baicao Mountain.
No one comes here all year round, and you will often see some powerful spirit beasts here.
Gradually, it was only after a while, on the day of the rally, that it would be full of people.
Lin Xiaoyi came to this back mountain for the first time, but he didn't want to reveal his identity because of this, so he shone the mask he got from the auction in the underground black market of S City on his face.
Of course, he is not the only one like Lin Xiaoyi.
Others hung a square scarf on their faces, obscuring the whole picture.
The more Lin Xiaoyi came to the back mountain, the more and more shouts became, and soon a wave of sound was formed.
"This junior brother, this is a semi-magic weapon, with infinite power, if you get this weapon, maybe you can stand out in this small competition."
A black-faced young disciple was holding an axe and was selling it around.
This axe is indeed a semi-magic weapon, a weapon that is somewhere between a magic weapon and an ordinary weapon.
In terms of power, it is much more powerful than ordinary weapons, but compared with real magic weapons, it is much worse.
Lin Xiaoyi shook his head with a mask, his target was not this kind of half-magic weapon.
Lin Xiaoyi opened his legs and walked slowly in the crowd, this mountain gathering was extremely lively, selling everything, some were weapons, some were armor, and even some were selling herbs.
These herbs were not picked in the medicinal fields of Baicao Mountain, but those disciples with good strength risked their lives to go into the barren mountains of the back mountain to pick them.
Although these herbs are also spiritual herbs, they are not as high as the spiritual herbs in the medicinal fields.
Of course, there are also those with higher quality than the spiritual grass in the medicinal field, such as the bush in front of Lin Xiaoyi.
This jungle Xiaoyi is cultivating in the medicine field in Ziliu Mountain, but the quality is too different from this bush.
"Senior brother, how did you sell this Zicong?"
The master of that Zicong was a second-generation disciple whose strength was in the Qi Refining Realm.
"A level 2 elixir, or take out something I can see."
Lin Xiaoyi only had the pill that Song Siyuan gave him all over his body, but it was only a first-level pill, how could he exchange it.
"The quality of this cluster is wonderful, but the value is not enough to exchange it for a second-level pill."
Lin Xiaoyi is not stupid, of course he knows that no matter how valuable this sub-cong is, it is just the main medicine of a first-class elixir.
Among the second-level elixirs, there are very few elixirs that can be refined with sub-congs.
Lin Xiaoyi shook his head, left here, and continued to look for something suitable for him in the back mountain.