Chapter 27: The Fryer
Sitting on the bed with five hearts facing the sky, Li Xing held a low-grade spar in his right hand and began to operate the Eternal Evergreen Technique.
The chaotic power contained in the low-level spar was richer than that in the air, but it was only enough for Li Xing to run for a week, and after just a quarter of an hour, the spar in his hand had been shattered into powder.
The entry speed of the Eternal Green Technique is very fast, but the higher you cultivate after that, the more chaotic qi you need, and the more difficult it is to advance.
Innate comprehension will affect the cultivation speed, but this is not the fundamental reason why it is difficult to practice for eternity, the most important thing is that there is not enough chaotic qi. It was because of another chance that the ancestor obtained thousands of pieces of Chaos Soil, which was able to clear the level in one fell swoop.
Li Xing has only now cultivated to the Forging Flesh Realm, and she already feels that the chaotic qi is not enough, and when she cultivates to the stage of forging the dirt and forging the soul, how to obtain a large amount of chaotic qi is really a big problem.
took out dozens of spars and placed them in a circle around his body, and Li Xing continued to cultivate. Whatever, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and there are always more ways than difficulties.
The next day, Li Xing did not continue to hunt in the Star Beast Forest, but went to the place where she had crossed over.
Once again, back at the abandoned military outpost outside the city, the feathered grass still grows in a fairy spirit, but Li Xing will no longer be blinded by their weak and harmless appearance.
This world is full of players who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, and even herself, isn't she wearing a pitiful, simple and weak skin, but in fact, she is calm and strong inside?
They are all thousand-year-old foxes, and no one should fool anyone.
Chop through the thick vines and walk into the abandoned outpost. The first floor was originally a hall, but now there is a lot of rubble, the ground is drilled through by weeds, and the floor tiles are pitted with moss and lichen. After letting Xiaopang out to clear the field, scaring away snakes, insects, rats and ants, and burning unwanted vegetation by the way, Li Xing chose a flat open space and laid a shielding array with spirit stones.
Before leaving home this morning, Li Xing picked a lot of spiritual plants from the vegetable garden, plus a few from the forest yesterday, enough for more than 30 furnaces of medicine, she planned to try the medicinal power of spiritual plants.
Taking out the Shennong Ding, Li Xing's divine sense moved slightly, and a few spiritual grasses flew into the air, and under Li Xing's control, they peeled off the skin and removed the tendons, leaving the part that could be used in medicine.
"Chubby, ignition!"
With a bang, the fire burned, and the bottom of the Shennong Ding visibly turned red, and Li Xing put the processed spirit plant into the Ding.
Refining the medicine into liquid, poly liquid into a pill, seeing that the pill was about to be formed, the aura in the tripod suddenly erupted uncontrollably, and the abundant aura rushed open the lid of the tripod, and there was a loud bang on the ground, and the furnace was fried.
Li Xing did not believe in evil and continued to try, but he tried and failed repeatedly, refining twenty furnaces in a row, and none of them became a pill.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
The medicine residue splashed Li Xing's face all over her face, and her face was more bitter than the medicinal juice.
Li Xing was puzzled, when he was in Blue Star, he could still make ten furnaces into pills and four furnaces, how could he have a high-level spirit plant, and the rate of this pill had decreased?
She didn't use those spirit plants that she didn't know or couldn't get accurate, and the pills she refined were also the ones with the highest success rate and the easiest to refine, how could she not succeed in a furnace of pills? What's the problem?
Li Xing pinched a spiritual grass and fell into deep thought, not noticing that in the pile of rubble in the corner of the hall, a strange shadow was sneakily moving towards her.
After thinking for a while, Li Xing still had no clue, so he simply let go of his mind and meditated, regain his energy and try again.
Seeing that Li Xing closed his eyes and didn't move, the shadow instantly became bolder, and quickly came to the edge of the shielding array, picked up a spirit stone and was about to escape.
At this moment, Li Xing suddenly opened her eyes, and the immortal rope flew out, tying up the thief who stole the spirit stone like a zongzi, and flew back to her.
"Little thief, dare to steal my spirit stone, you are not small!"
"Ahh Helpββ, helpββ! β
A ghost crying wolf howl suddenly sounded in Li Xing's consciousness, and her voice was so loud that she almost jumped up in fright.
Who! Who's talking?
Lowering her eyes to look at the things tied to the fairy rope, no matter how calm she was, she couldn't hold back at the moment, and almost screamed.
Bound to the rope was an ugly-looking flower: a huge wooden fish-shaped head with a pale purple color and white spots of various sizes. Two-thirds of the way through the head was a slit with sharp teeth, and a layer of shiny sepals rose up on the upper and lower edges of the slit, making it look like two lips.
At the back of the head, there are two clusters of grayish-green leaves the size of fingernails, and under the leaves extend a thin gooseneck-shaped flower stem that is disproportionate to the head, and at the bottom are four webbed-like roots that grow in a cross shape. Even if it was caught, its roots still clung to the spirit stone.
Isn't this a big-mouthed flower of the Great War Zombies?
I saw that the mouth of the big-mouthed flower was open and open, and someone spoke again in Li Xing's mind, and his voice was simple.
"Ahhhββ!h
may be because of the fact that her mouth is very big, and her voice is extremely loud, and she communicates directly with Li Xing's divine sense, and every sentence is echoed, which makes her brain hurt.
"Shut up! If you are noisy, I will feed you to the chubby tooth sacrifice! β
As soon as Xiaopang heard that there was something to eat, he immediately flew forward excitedly, and flew up and down around the big-mouthed flower, so frightened that the big-mouthed flower lost color.
"Don't, don't! Don't feed me to a strange fire, it hurts to be burned to death, I, can't I stop arguing......"
Li Xing narrowed his eyes and brought the big-mouthed flower up in front of him, looking at it meaningfully.
"You actually recognize the strange fire? Say! What the hell are you? β
"IβI'm the flower of wisdom."
Li Xing raised his eyebrows, the flower of wisdom?
The "wisdom" of the Qianyuan Continent is the same as what she understood in the past, right? Why can't she see the shadow of wisdom at all from the appearance of the big-mouthed flower?
Seeing Li Xing's expression was not very convinced, the bigmouth flower felt insulted, the only proud advantage in its life is wisdom and beauty, this little girl actually showed this expression, it was really unbearable!
"I'm smart! I know you're not like the people here, you're a monk! β
One sentence pinched Li Xing, and the next words of the big mouth flower made Li Xing even more shocked.
"I also know that you are a Dan cultivator, but you don't understand the medicinal properties of the spiritual plants in the Qianyuan Realm, so the alchemy is not successful, and you frequently blow up the furnace."
In the words of the big-mouthed flower, Li Xing was excited: "How do you know that I am from Dan Xiu?" Have you seen any other Danxiu? Where have you seen it? β
ββ¦β¦ I think I've seen it. β
Li Xing was very dissatisfied with this answer, and shook the bundle of immortal ropes vigorously: "If you have seen it, you have seen it, if you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it, how should you still be!" β
"Stop, stop! I had been dormant for a long time, and I couldn't remember a lot of things when I woke up, but I had a feeling that I must have met other monks, and even, even knew them well. β
"Did you meet those monks before you went to sleep, or after?"
"Of course it was before, I just woke up not long ago, and you were the first person I saw when I woke up."
"And do you remember how long you slept?"
The tone of the big-mouthed flower became vicissitudes: "I don't know, alas, after I woke up, the mountains turned into valleys, the deserts turned into forests, the world was different, it should have been a long time." β
Haven't thousands of years passed? Could it be that the monk mentioned by this big-mouthed flower is the thirty-six sages?