The next morning, the sky was faintly bright, Chen Jing, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, opened his eyes and looked around, not surprisingly, Lao Wu didn't know when he was gone.

Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the old Wu dressed in gray was unfathomable, and he was under a lot of pressure.

Thinking of yesterday's transaction, Chen Jing was reluctant to exchange the battle blade, this was a gift from the big mushroom, and it was related to the demon clan, he wanted to keep it.

However, Lao Wu was scheming for this blade, and he broke under the big mushroom, so he couldn't help Chen Jing not change it.

Lao Wu took this war blade and didn't know what to do, he said that few people in the Demon Yuan Cold Iron Jade Chen Realm knew how to use it, so did Lao Wu know? Where did you know that? How did he know that the blade was in the hands of the big mushroom? When I think about it, there are many questions.

The demonic energy on the battle blade has been wiped out by the big mushroom, and it has lost its previous power, and now it is just a rare material, and Lao Wu is mostly used to create a powerful magic weapon.

Chen Jing obtained the mushroom spores, and it was likely that he would obtain a strategic-level power that could influence the battle of immortals and demons, which was much more important than a magic weapon.

As for the emerald green soybean pods, Chen Jing felt that it was an incredible spiritual plant.

A pod may not be as big as a piece of Demon Abyss Cold Iron.

However, if this pod is really from another world, it is rarer than the Demon Abyss Cold Iron, and there may be only one in the Yuchen Realm, if it can be cultivated and survived, and a steady stream of pods can be obtained, the value is not comparable to a piece of Demon Abyss Cold Iron.

"Lao Wu is gone?"

Xiao Luo poked her head out of the evergreen gourd.

"Well, let's go too, go back to Lingyan Mountain, there are a lot of spirit plants there."

Chen Jing smiled, putting aside those meaningless thoughts.

"Okay, go to Lingyan Mountain!"

The little flower demon flew happily in the air.

Chen Jing's heart moved, the queen bee grapes and a few phantom bees crawled out of the worm gourd, out of the swamp occupied by the big mushrooms, Lao Wu also left, and the phantom bees could come in again.

There is that gloomy old man from the Biyun Sect in Mengcao Continent, he is an existence that can subdue the psychic fire cloud miasma, and he is very embarrassed in front of Lao Wu, but it is not something that Chen Jing can afford to provoke.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to take Xiao Luo and the grapes around Dream Grass Island from the north.

Half a month later, Chen Jing came to the edge of Shen Xingze, and it took several days to bypass Dream Grass Continent, and he also encountered a fifth-order demon bird, but the queen bee grape released the breath of a sixth-order spirit worm, which frightened the demon bird.

After bypassing Mengcaozhou, I walked the same way I came, which was much faster, and it took me half a month to return to the edge of Shen Xingze.

"It's taking off!"

Chen Jing took Xiaoluo and Queen Bee Grape to sit on the floating cloud gourd, and the floating clouds chased the wind and lightning and flew to the north.

This is the junction of Shen Xingze and Nanling, there are many demon beasts, and maybe there are Nanling monks such as the old man of Biyun Sect, you can't relax, and you will be safe after Luluo Ridge.

A month later, above the floating clouds in the sky, Chen Jing turned his head to look back at the huge mountains behind him, the verdant mountains stretched endlessly, and after the green pothos ridge, the next was a smooth road.

Chen Jing glanced at Xiao Luo, she was flying around on the floating clouds, the little flower demon often had to hide in the gourd when she crossed the green pothos ridge, and she was much more comfortable on the floating clouds, she didn't feel much about returning and leaving the green pothos ridge.

The queen bee grapes are also, the worm gourd is the most suitable small world for the phantom bees to live, there is her paradise, and she does not miss the green pothos ridge grapes.

That's fine, Chen Jing shook his head, the next road is very safe, you can study something.

As soon as his mind moved, the floating clouds rose up a room made of cloud condensation, the house had no windows and no doors, so it was inconvenient to see the road, Chen Jingnian turned around, the four walls of the house became transparent, and he stepped into the house.

"Oops!"

Xiao Luo followed Chen Jing and wanted to fly into the house, but hit his head on the transparent cloud wall.

"You're out there playing with the grapes."

Chen Jing smiled, no longer paying attention to the little flower demon, he took out a jade box, and with a thought, a transparent cloud appeared outside the jade box, and the invisible mana opened the jade box and took out a piece of paper that had absorbed a lot of mushroom spores.

He first tested it carefully, and found that the cloud qi of the floating cloud gourd could effectively block these small mushroom spores, because Chen Jing controlled these clouds freely, and it was easy to use the clouds to capture the spores scattered into the air.

That's fine, these spores are hard to come by, and they are very dangerous, and it would not be good if they flew around.

Chen Jing took out a jade bottle, a layer of transparent cloud covered the jade bottle in mid-air, he opened the cork with mana, and a small jade-colored fluff flew out.

On closer inspection, the fluff resembles a feather, with a feather shaft in the middle, flanked by rows of feather branches.

Chen Jing carefully sensed that there were tiny spores in the hollow feathers, and he guessed that maybe the big mushroom would use the jade moth's fluff to send the spores into the enemy's body, and it was naturally the most powerful mushroom spores that were worth doing.

Compared, it was indeed stronger than the spores he collected from the air.

Chen Jing carefully selected it, there were thousands of mushroom spores in this small fluff, these spores were like fine dust, and it was still very exhausting to pick out the strongest spores among them.

Fortunately, these mushroom spores in the fluff would not scatter at will, and it took him more than an hour to pick out a few stronger spores, and he felt a little tired, so he stopped.

There was a Phantom Bee guard, Chen Jing lowered the clouds at night, found a place to practice and rest, and the next day he was full of energy, so he re-selected the mushroom spores, because these spores were too small, almost the limit of his divine identification, and the results of the first day of comparison and selection were not necessarily correct.

In this way, it took Chen Jing a few days to finally select the two strongest mushroom spores, and with Chen Jing's current cultivation in his divine thoughts, he couldn't tell which of the two spores was stronger.

It is not bad to have two spores, the secret method of selecting a natal spirit plant is very complicated, but Chen Jing has already completed all the previous steps, and only the last step is missing.

Now that everything is ready, you can choose the natal spirit plant.

That night, Chen Jing had a good night's rest on a hill, and when he got up the next day, he felt that his spirit was very full, he asked Xiaoluo to hide in the evergreen gourd, and then sent out all the phantom bees to protect the three layers in the hill and the outer three layers.

Chen Jing summoned the floating cloud gourd, the floating cloud stuck to the ground and did not rise into the air, his mind moved, the floating cloud rose up a cloud house, Chen Jing walked into the cloud house, and sat cross-legged.

He took out the fluff, took out the two mushroom spores selected from the fluff, and wrapped the two spores with a layer of transparent cloud qi, Chen Jing carefully checked it, and there were only these two strongest spores in the cloud qi.

Chen Jing stretched out his palm, and a drop of blood that seemed to condense infinite vitality slowly appeared in the palm of his hand.