Chapter Seventy-Five: Weird
How can I get this thing up without having to go down and pick it myself?
Even if the Infant Breaking Cultivator was able to control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, he could not harvest such a precious spiritual grass from the air.
After all, this kind of spiritual object requires extremely delicate operations to be completely picked, and almost every monk in the Xuan Realm has learned how to pick spiritual grass, that is, it must not damage any rhizome.
Otherwise, it will cause a spiritual drain, and its value will be greatly reduced.
And no matter how fine your Yuan Force control is, it is always not as careful as doing it yourself.
What's more, such a cumbersome and complicated Yuan Force manipulation is extremely exhausting for the monk, so it is better to use it with your hands.
Just as Xu Feng was wandering on the edge of the pit and hesitating, a monk broke into this valley.
"Hmm, someone is coming?" Xu Feng suddenly thought about it, smiled, raised his neck and shouted, "! It's actually the Purple Mist Cold Spirit Grass!!!Hahaha, God help me!!"
The tone was full of ecstatic feelings, as if a man had suddenly seen a clear spring when he was most thirsty in the desert.
As soon as a monk in a short green robe entered the valley, he heard a cry of surprise from the depths of the valley, and his heart suddenly moved, and he hurried towards the valley.
As soon as he ran a few steps, he heard a sound of "It turned out to be a purple mist cold grass", and this person was even more surprised, and then turned into a face of murderous intent.
The person who came out of the voice felt that his aura was only about the sixth layer of the Yuan Refining Yuan, and he was a monk of the third layer of the Yuan Crystal, he was afraid that he was the top group in this Flowing Flame Secret Realm, killing people and grabbing treasures!
I can't say I'm going to do it again!
Just as he had made a decision in his mind and quickened his pace in ecstasy, another exclamation came.
"Refining Yuan Tenth-Layer Cabernet Beast,!
With a scream, there was no movement in the depths of the valley.
That man's heart tightened, Cabernet Beast, that lucky monk will definitely die, but don't damage my Purple Mist Cold Spirit Grass!
At this time, he already belonged to the spirit grass in his heart.
Eager to give birth to a pair of wings, the green-robed monk rushed to the deepest part of the valley with almost all his speed, and sure enough, a large pit suddenly caught his attention.
On the rock wall in the pit, a small lilac grass like a cloud of mist was growing quietly.
"It's intact, hahaha, it's lucky!" the man whispered in surprise, then looked around, saw that there was no movement, and thought about it carefully.
The Cabernet Beast should be hunting the monk, or eating, although he is not afraid of any Cabernet Beast, but once he leaves here and is taken advantage of by someone to take the spirit grass, then it is called the Immortal Banban.
Make up your mind, pick the spirit grass first, and then kill the Cabernet Beast!
After glancing at the misunderstanding in the pit, the man turned over and took out a cleansing talisman, pinched his nose and jumped into the pit without thinking.
Poof!
After jumping into the viscous liquid in the pit, the green-robed monk's face changed, and the red-grade purification talisman on his body was gradually turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When all the sigils turn black, they lose their effect!
There is such a strong toxin in this pit?
The green-robed monk's face changed slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he turned his hand again and took out a pure talisman that shone with a faint orange light and slapped it on his chest.
However, this orange-level purification talisman is also slowly turning black.
"I can't care so much, I have to pick this spirit grass even if I am poisoned!"
Ignoring the sense of urgency brought about by the gradual failure of the sigil, the green-robed monk struggled towards the rock wall where the purple mist cold grass was located.
The animal carcasses, feces, and filth in the pit gradually disappeared to his chest, and the man's face remained unchanged, except for the frowning brow and the hand holding his nose.
Soon, he approached the spirit grass and began to pick it finely.
However, it was also extremely time-consuming to pick such a spiritual object, and in less than half an hour, the orange-level purification talisman on his body had lost its effect.
The man had to keep using the Red Purification Talisman, and had already begun to show some signs of poisoning.
"Fortunately, this spirit grass is in a deep pit and has not been discovered by the Cabernet Beast, otherwise it would be troublesome. ”
The green-robed monk rejoiced in his heart.
If he knew that there were no Cabernet Beasts here at all, then the little monk would not be a "mere Refining Yuan Sixth Layer"......
The picture was too cruel, and Xu Feng didn't dare to think about it, so he planned to see it for himself later.
Seeing the man enter the pit from a distance, he estimated that about an hour had passed, and then crept to the edge of the pit and hid.
Sure enough, as he calculated, not long after, a gray figure crawled out of the deep pit and threw a gray robe into the pit casually, and the man turned his hand and changed into a new green robe.
"Hahaha, it's not in vain. ”
The man glanced at his storage bag, smiled and muttered to himself, and then quickly took out an antidote pill, regardless of whether it was useful or not, he just stuffed it into his mouth and left.
At this moment, Xu Feng coughed lightly twice and walked out.
"That, robbery!"
"Leave the storage bag and spare you from dying. ”
He looked at the confused monk with a calm face, and said casually.
The man's face changed at first, but after feeling Xu Feng's cultivation clearly, he smiled.
"Hahaha, was your brain kicked by a donkey? A monk at the sixth level of refining the Yuan Dynasty dared to learn to block the road and rob? Do you think you are the kind of genius who can kill people beyond the ranks?"
Xu Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "If you are poisoned, your strength will be greatly reduced." ”
The monk sneered: "Although you are poisoned and injured, it is not difficult to kill you!"
After saying that, his hand suddenly raised, and a cold light flew out of his sleeve and shot straight at Xu Feng.
It turned out to be a hidden weapon.
Xu Feng raised his hand and flew the hidden weapon with a sword, but saw that the green-robed monk had already slapped several talisman seals on his body, and then took out a verdant long sword and stabbed at Xu Feng with a sneer.
With the blessing of that talisman seal, the power of this sword has exceeded the limit of the third layer of Yuanjing, comparable to the fourth layer of Yuanjing.
Xu Feng frowned and put away the red-level long sword in his hand, then raised his fist, and smashed directly into the emerald sword that stabbed at him!
A trace of disdain flashed on the green-robed monk's face, the blade of the sword turned slightly, and Xu Feng's fist instantly smashed on the blade!
While!
However, what the green-robed monk didn't expect was that his sword didn't even cut the skin on Xu Feng's fist.
But the huge force on the fist directly made him feel a pain in his mouth, and he couldn't hold the long sword anymore, so he flew out directly.
"You!" the green-robed monk's face turned pale in an instant, "What's going on?"
Xu Feng ignored him, but looked down at his fist, and a faint red scar suddenly appeared on his fist.
The emerald sword still injured himself, and it seems that the grade is not low.
Xu Feng smiled, and the iron fist smashed into the green-robed monk unreasonably.
The man frantically slapped several talismans on his body, and then slapped Xu Feng's arm with one palm.
This man's fists are very strange!
However, since the fist is strangely hard, the arm will never be like this, right? Then rely on Yuan Jing's powerful cultivation to directly abolish his arm!