"Weeping grass, cinnamolia chrysanthemum, red bamboo, these three can be regarded as relatively easy to feed the spiritual plant, planted in the spiritual grass garden behind the cave is good, can gather spiritual energy. ”

In the void realm opened up by Lingxu Island, in the depths of the black hall, Gu Qing, who had condensed into an illusory body with a trace of divine consciousness, looked up at the jade bi above that recorded various spiritual materials.

The so-called spiritual materials are very encompassing.

Such as alchemy, refining tools, talismans, arrays, spiritual food, spiritual weaving, etc., all the things used can be called spiritual materials.

"Weeping grass is extremely common in the first-order elixir, and it is an adjuvant for refining a variety of basic elixirs, and Cinnamolia is one of the one hundred and twenty-seven flavors of adjuvant medicine for refining Zhuji elixir, and it can also be used to refine some healing elixirs, and Dan Hongzhu can be used to refine lower-grade magic weapons, and it is also one of the spiritual materials needed to make several kinds of spiritual ink, all three of which have some effects of gathering aura."

Gu Qing's gaze moved down on the jade bi.

Weeping grass seeds are sold at least 2,000 grains, and the price is 500 spirit stones, according to the records on the jade bi, the survival rate of this kind of spirit grass is about two to three percent.

The maturity period of a weeping grass is about two years, and it is sold after maturity, and the market is better to get two spirit stones, and some are worse than one and a half spirit stones.

The chrysanthemum of Cinnamomea is sold at 500 pieces, and the price is also 500 spirit stones, according to the records on the jade, the survival rate of this Cinnamolia chrysanthemum is only less than one percent.

The maturity period of a Cinnamomea plant is about three years.

This cinnamodia chrysanthemum is sold after maturity, as an adjuvant for refining the Zhuji pill, it doesn't matter whether the market is good or bad, the price of one plant is fixed at twenty-four lower grade spirit stones.

The bamboo whip of Dan red bamboo is 500 pieces of lower grade spirit stones, the survival rate is 10%, and a bamboo whip can grow a bamboo forest, but this red bamboo grows very slowly, and it can only grow in ten years, and a section of good quality Dan red bamboo can be exchanged for 20 lower grade spirit stones.

Retracting his gaze and thinking for a while, Gu Qing decided to plant these three spirit plants in the spirit garden behind the cave.

He looked at the jade again.

Underneath these kinds of spiritual plants, there is a kind of spiritual rice seed called 'ink gold rice', although this ink gold rice is just an ordinary spirit rice, but it has the effect of refining the flesh.

According to the records on the jade bi, this ink gold rice is very suitable for monks who are cultivating in the late stage of qi refining, not only does it digest without leaving residues, but it is also eaten for a long time, which has certain benefits for the daily cultivation of monks in the late stage of qi refining.

One hundred spiritual rice seeds of this ink gold rice require one thousand spirit stones, and the survival rate is about one and a half percent, which is extremely difficult to cultivate, not only does it need second-order spiritual spring water and spiritual field soil, but also needs monks to keep an eye on it, and transplant it from the second-order spiritual field soil to their first-order spiritual field in time.

The hierarchical division of spiritual field, spiritual field soil, and spiritual spring water basically revolves around the cultivation of various spiritual rice, and the half-acre spiritual field behind Gu Qing's current cave mansion is a first-order spiritual field, or a first-order spiritual field whose soil is not too fertile.

It takes a lot of effort to cultivate this ink gold rice.

Gu Qing's divine consciousness condensed body dispersed.

……

Inside the training room.

Gu Qing's eyes slowly opened.

He held the Naxian Order and took out two thousand lower grade spirit stones.

"Recruit talents and gather treasures, and reach all directions."

Then he urged the spiritual power in his body to inject into the Naxian Order, and shook it at the two thousand lower-grade spirit stones piled up in front of him, and included the two thousand lower-grade spirit stones into it.

"A bottle of blood pills, 2,000 weeping grass seeds, 500 chrysanthemum seeds of Cinnamolia cinnamoma, and a bamboo whip of red bamboo."

He said to Na Xianling.

I saw a flash of brilliance on the Na Xian Order, and the few things he said appeared out of thin air, all of them appeared in front of his eyes, and he captured them one by one with his divine sense, and then visualized his eyebrows and eyes, and his figure disappeared into the cultivation room.

In the space of the stone stele, Gu Qing's figure was abruptly revealed.

"These things should be stored in a storage bag first."

He put the 2,000 grass seeds of weeping grass, the 500-mile chrysanthemum seeds of camphorozhi, and the bamboo whip of Danhongzhu into the storage bag on the blue-grained hundred-shirt wood in the space of the stone stele.

Gu Qing abandoned distractions, opened the delicate jade bottle in his hand, poured out a blood pill and swallowed it into his abdomen, urging the spiritual power in his body to wrap it away, and then his eyes closed slightly, and his divine consciousness condensed into his body, and continued to pull out the blood qi in the Shenque acupoint.

The blood-colored spiritual power around him was surging, and in the space of the stone tablet, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

When the last trace of blood qi in the Shenque acupoint broke away from the pale cyan yin talisman and merged into Gu Qing's limbs, a strange vibration sensation appeared on Gu Qing's body.

A trace of blood-colored spiritual power, from his limbs and hundreds of remains, gushing out of the pores of his body, this blood-colored spiritual power surrounded his body, surging, and constantly penetrated into his body again, the spiritual energy in the stone tablet space quickly converged towards him, and the blood spiritual power that surrounded his body was wrapped and infiltrated into his body, and quickly converged towards the divine acupoint, but at this moment, the water in his body was running on its own.

"Hiss......"

A feeling of tearing appeared in the bottom of Gu Qing's heart.

He only felt that there was no place in his body that was not itchy and painful.

Gu Qing's divine sense could detect changes in his body, but he had never forcibly suppressed this change.

He watched quietly, with his senses.

The aura that the blood-colored spiritual power enveloped into his body, some of it converged towards his dantian qi sea, and was refined by the decanter water, and the other part converged towards the Shenque acupoint, blending into the yin talisman, as this aura merged into the yin talisman, there was a luster on the pale cyan yin talisman that continued to circulate.

As if a monk was breathing, every time the luster on the Yin Talisman flowed, the blood-colored spiritual power around Gu Qing's body would also churn, and the blood color became a little lighter.

The small half day passed quickly.

Above the Yin Talisman in Gu Qingshen's acupoint, the luster flickered more than three hundred times, and the blood-colored spiritual power surrounding his body trembled more than three hundred and sixty times.

At this time, the blood color above his spiritual power had faded to the point where it was undetectable, and after dozens of breaths, the blood color of his spiritual power had completely faded, and Gu Qingmei's heart jumped.

His consciousness spread out uncontrollably.

Airplanes!

The blood-colored divine consciousness spread throughout the stone tablet space, enveloping all of Gu Qing's magic weapons, spirit stones, and other things, and slowly floated into the air, trembling.

The yin talisman in Gu Qingshen's acupoint trembled violently.

Immediately, the blood attached to his divine consciousness quickly faded towards his divine acupoint, and in a few breaths, his divine consciousness had returned to that formless and colorless state.

And in Gu Qing's Divine Que Acupoint, the Yin Talisman also calmed down, his divine sense converged into the center of his eyebrows, and his face was strange.

At this moment, it seemed that there was an invisible bridge, connecting Gu Qing with the hundreds of zhang giants he had planted into the seed of divine consciousness, and he could clearly sense that the seed of divine consciousness that he had planted into his body from the umbilical cord of the hundreds of zhang giants was growing at an extremely slow speed.

He closed his eyes tightly, and sank most of his mind into the seed of divine consciousness, concentrating on the body of the hundreds of zhang giants.

Powerful, cold, lonely.

Gu Qing even clearly felt that he had been able to control the hundreds of zhang giants to open their eyes, and even simply raise their hands, but in the end, he didn't control the hundreds of zhang giants to do anything, and he transferred most of his mind back.

It's not time yet.

If he was curious at this time, he manipulated the hundreds of feet of giants to open their eyes, and it would not lead to serious consequences.

At that time, it was good that the seed of his divine consciousness was erased, but I was afraid that there would be a monk with advanced cultivation who would follow the seed of divine consciousness to find his essence, and then he would suffer a great disaster.

"The hidden danger in the Shenque Cave has been solved."

Gu Qing gathered his mind and raised his hand to twist out a fireball technique.

Raging......!

The fireball the size of a human head was golden red, and it had returned to normal, no longer carrying that strange blood.

The same erosive force is gone.

"The strength has decreased, but the matter of breaking through the ninth layer of qi refining can be put on the agenda." Gu Qing nodded with satisfaction and waved away the fireball in his hand.

His gaze swept over the chaotic space of the stone stele, his divine sense emanated from the center of his eyebrows, and he put everything back in place, picking up the small purple tower magic weapon and the black umbrella magic weapon with half of the umbrella bones broken, and his eyes flashed with thought.

……

"The contents of this storage bag have been sold for me."

In the low courtyard next to the cave mansion, Gu Qing handed over a storage bag to Ruan Xiang, who he had called with a sound transmission jade note.

"Yes."

Ruan Xiang took the storage bag and said with a low brow.

"How many disciples have gone out to practice this time?" Gu Qing paced with his hands in his hand, came to an old willow tree in the courtyard of the side hall, and reached out to pinch the low-hanging branches.

Although this old willow tree is not a spiritual plant, it is infiltrated with spiritual energy all year round, and it grows extremely luxuriantly, and the age of the tree is nearly 1,000 years.

Legend has it that a certain ancestor of the Immortal Dan Realm of their Xianhe Sect hundreds of years ago still slept under this old willow tree.

"Looking back on Senior Brother's words, there are already fourteen people from the same sect who have arrived at the Foreign Affairs Peak this time, and only Senior Sister Ren Chan from the Seventh Peak and Senior Sister Jing Yi from the Sixth Peak have not arrived."

Ruan Xiang responded.

Gu Qing's eyes moved slightly.

According to Jian Youde of the Deacon Hall, the people who participated in the training this time were all disciples within ten years of entry, and the realm was about the fourth layer of qi refining, of which there were four inner disciples and twelve outer disciples.

He turned and left the courtyard of the side hall.

……

In the evening of this day, the sixteen disciples in the sect finally arrived and gathered outside Gu Qing's cave mansion.

Ren Chan is impressively listed.

At this time, her cultivation had reached the fifth level of qi refining, her face had matured a lot, and her body development was also excellent, coupled with that cold temperament, it attracted many disciples like bees and butterflies in the sect to be courteous, and among the sixteen people on this trip, there were also a few male disciples who showed fiery eyes to her.

She turned a blind eye to it.

"Is it really the dead face?"

She was inexplicably apprehensive.

Since she parted seven years ago, I don't know how many days and nights have passed, and she often thinks of that person's face in the dead of night.

Cold, as if dead.

Whenever she thought of that person's face, she felt an inexplicable impulse, and a wave of anger rose in her heart, and she wanted to smash that face with a fist and pounce on it......

Ren Chan thought of this, and her eyes turned.

She looked at the sixth-layer female cultivator of Qi refining beside her,

This female cultivator's name is Jing Yi, and she is a disciple of the Sixth Peak, and her eyes are full of resentment, just because this Jing Yi's sweetheart has been courteous to her a while ago.

She didn't arrive for a long time before, and she was also entangled by this woman, and finally suffered a lot of secret losses before she could get out.

"It's boring."

Ren Chan remembered the reason why Jing Yi pestered her, and her heart was crooked.

At this time, the formation light curtain shrouded outside the cave in front of him cracked a portal, and the originally lively cave house suddenly fell into a dead silence, and a handsome young man in black clothes and black boots and long hair like a waterfall stepped out from the cracked portal, and his cold and indifferent gaze swept over the cultivators next to the cave.

"My name is Gu Qing, this trip takes you and others to go out to practice, on this trip, everything is based on me, and those who are disobedient and dissatisfied will delay the trip and leave it on the spot.

Wait, do you have any objections at this moment? ”

Gu Qing said straight to the point.

The cultivators looked at each other, but a delicate voice fell as soon as Gu Qing's voice fell, and they immediately responded.

"No objections."

Ren Chan responded with a serious expression.

"Senior Sister Ren Chan, long time no see." Gu Qing nodded approvingly to Ren Chan, and threw over a storage bag, "Inside this storage bag are sixteen flying magic weapons refined by Senior Brother Li Qingchen, and this flying magic weapon recorded in the jade slip is the Imperial Envoy Method, as well as twenty medium-grade spirit stones as funds for going out to practice, all of which are in charge of Senior Sister Ren Chan. ”

Ren Chan reached out to catch the storage bag, her face was a little happy, she was just about to say something.