The splashed blood was blocked by the enchantment, and although he couldn't smell anything, the visual impact still made Song Yizhi a little sick to his stomach.

It's just that Song Yizhi didn't care about nausea, the blood in the blood pool was drained, and the things at the bottom of the pool were exposed.

"There's something." Afraid that Rong Yueyuan didn't see it, Song Yizhi pulled his sleeve and pointed to the bottom of the pool.

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and waved, and the things at the bottom of the pool floated outside the barrier.

That's... The thing looks like a lotus root, but the lotus root is a pink lotus root, and the thing in front of it is dark red all over.

Song Yizhi's eyes narrowed, and he said uncertainly, "Lotus root? ”

In this ......, how can the lotus root be dark red?

"Like." Rong Yueyuan wasn't quite sure what kind of breed this was.

Looking at Rong Yueyuan, who was not sure what kind of breed this was, Song Yizhi glanced at the person in surprise.

Song Yizhi's eyes clearly said, 'You don't know either? ’。

Rong Yueyuan said softly, "Maybe I don't know as much about Lingzhi as you do. ”

Every man has his own strengths and weaknesses, and he is not omnipotent.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's peaceful appearance and raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect Rong Yueyuan to be able to say his shortcomings so calmly.

"Isn't it a kind of cultivation to reconcile with one's own shortcomings?" Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and poked Song Yizhi's head.

Will it be will, will not be won't, what's there to hide about this?

It will be much easier to accept your shortcomings and reconcile with what you are not good at.

Song Yizhi tilted his head when he was poked.

Sure enough, it's still the familiar cultivation madman.

"You put the enchantment away, I'll go and take a look." Song Yizhi said.

Rong Yueyuan waved his hand, and the barrier disappeared.

Looking at the sticky dark red and blackened blood stains on the ground, Song Yizhi jumped and stepped on the slightly clean floor.

"Be careful." Rong Yueyuan admonished.

Song Yizhi responded.

Walking to the edge of the blood pool, Song Yizhi bent down and leaned out most of his body to look.

Xu felt that he couldn't see clearly, Song Yizhi took out a night pearl, and then used his spiritual power to send the night pearl down.

The bottom of the pool was illuminated, and Song Yizhi could see it clearly.

She took out a bamboo pole from the storage bag, and stabbed it into the mud at the bottom of the pool, stirring it around.

It seemed that Song Yizhi wanted to rummage through it to see if there was anything else in the mud.

Rong Yueyuan took out a jade box and put this piece of something similar to a lotus root into the box.

Putting away the box, Rong Yueyuan stood beside Song Yizhi with a single move, watched her hold the bamboo pole and stir the silt, and asked, "What are you looking for?" ”

Song Yizhi spoke, "Seeds." ”

Seed?

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi and saw her pinching her nose with one hand and holding a bamboo pole with the other.

Rong Yueyuan simply sealed her sense of smell.

Song Yizhi sniffed, and after he couldn't smell anything, the whole person came back to life.

"You didn't smell it, that smell ......" Song Yizhi said before returning to Rong Yueyuan's question, "That piece of something similar to a lotus root should be specially cultivated by the Jiang family, since it is specially cultivated, there should be seeds." ”

If you can find the seed, you should know what it is.

Rong Yueyuan answered.

Song Yizhi held the bamboo pole in both hands and continued to stir the silt.

Suddenly, a demonic qi flew from the shadows and approached Song Yizhi's death hole.

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and raised his sleeves.

The spiritual power intercepted the magic power, and after canceling it out in pairs, the remaining spiritual power flew towards the direction where the demonic energy came from at an extremely fast speed.

"Bump!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

Song Yi didn't lift his branches, holding a bamboo pole and lowering his head to stir the mud, looking like a child concentrating on playing with mud.

Rong Yueyuan's hand moved, and the spiritual power flew out.

In a moment, the seriously injured demon cultivator was tied up.

Rong Yueyuan waved his hand, and the wide black cloak fell to the ground, and the face of the demon cultivator appeared in sight.

A very common, very ordinary face.

Seeing that Rong Yueyuan didn't move for a long time, Song Yizhi turned his head and glanced at it.

Rong Yueyuan lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yizhi, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Yizhi's gaze fell on the immobile demon cultivator, "Don't search for souls? ”

"I want to wait and see if there are any other magic cultivators." Rong Yueyuan said softly.

The cultivation of this demon cultivator is not low, as soon as he makes a move, he is aimed at Song Yizhi, either he comes to Song Yizhi, or he comes to that piece of lotus root, no matter why he comes, it should not be a single action.

Song Yizhi retracted his gaze and continued to play with the mud... Oh no, it's to keep rummaging things.

If Rong Yueyuan thought, this wave of demon cultivation was indeed not acting alone.

looked at the first, two, three, and four who were tied up on the ground...... A demon cultivator, the corners of Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly.

Is it really just one to give one?

However, this posture of throwing himself into the net should not be because of himself.

It's not because of yourself, it's because of that piece of lotus root?

Song Yizhi said to Rong Yueyuan while stirring up the mud, "Demon cultivation should be almost here, soul searching?" ”

Rong Yueyuan responded, and then raised his hand to pinch the trick.

After searching the soul one by one, the seriously injured demon cultivator swallowed his breath directly.

Rong Yueyuan fell into silence, looking at his complexion, there was a bit of solemnity.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's gradually cold face, and silently thought about what Rong Yueyuan had found?

Suddenly, the bamboo pole encountered resistance, and Song Yizhi withdrew his gaze.

She pressed the bamboo pole down and picked up the contents of the mud.

Seeing that the silt was about to splash on Song Yizhi's body, Rong Yueyuan waved his hand to build an enchantment.

Looking at the mass of roots hanging on the bamboo pole, Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi.

A smile appeared on Song Yizhi's face, "Found it!" ”

Song flicked the bamboo pole and threw those roots to the edge of the blood pool.

After glancing at it, Song Yizhi took the bamboo pole and inserted it into the mud again, and continued to rummage.

Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything when he saw this, he opened his mouth and talked about the results of the soul search, "According to these demon cultivators, that piece of lotus root is called blood lotus. ”

Blood lotus?

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan with a curious look.

"The blood lotus root is not important, the important thing is the blood lotus seed." Rong Yueyuan said.

Blood lotus seeds? What is it?

Song Yizhi had a question mark on his face.

"These demon cultivators only know that the blood lotus root is very important, and their task is to take the blood lotus root away at all costs, as for what the blood lotus root and blood lotus seeds are, and what are the effects, you wait for me to ask." After Rong Yueyuan finished speaking, he took out the communication charm.

Song Yizhi answered, nodded and continued to rummage through the silt seeds.

Rong Yueyuan contacted Ye Lonely and told him about the blood lotus root and blood lotus seeds.

Night Loneliness on the other side of the communicator stood up abruptly and said urgently, "Where are you now?" ”

Rong Yueyuan realized that the blood lotus root and blood lotus seeds might be of great importance, and he said, "The Jiang family in Lotus Town, Xuzhou. ”

The communicator dimmed instantly.

After three breaths, the night loneliness fell from the sky.

His figure flashed to Rong Yueyuan's side in an instant, stretched out his hand and said eagerly, "Where is the blood lotus?" ”

Rong Yueyuan took out the box and handed it to Ye Lonely.

Ye Lonely opened the box and looked at the blood lotus in the box, his pupils shrank, and his breathing stagnated slightly.

It's really a blood lotus!

"The Blood Lotus is not a natural Heavenly Spirit Treasure, this is an artificially cultivated Nine Rank Spirit Plant!" Ye Lonely looked at Rong Yueyuan, and tightened his hand holding the box a little, "The blood lotus is highly poisonous, and the combined monk will die if he touches a little!" Mahayana monks can't resist the poison of blood lotus! ”

Rong Yueyuan's eyes changed slightly.

A poison that Mahayana monks can't resist?

No wonder these Demon Cultivators want to bring the blood lotus back!

(End of chapter)