23. Targeted
There was a dead silence in the bazaar, some of the things that didn't concern them, and the monks who hung high up stared at Li Sui'an and the middle-aged monks as if they were lively.
The middle-aged monk's face was ugly, his eyes widened, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
Especially the monks who had just been frightened around were even farther away from the middle-aged monks.
Li Suian's longbow was not out of his body yet, but it was already aimed at the middle-aged monk.
"Congratulations to Xiaoyou for entering the Lingtian Cultivation Dao, I'm here to give a congratulatory gift, just kidding, don't take Xiaoyou seriously."
The middle-aged monk's calf trembled, and he said tremblingly.
Who would have thought that to be able to cultivate the five arts of Lingzhi to the proficient stage, there would only be three levels of qi training.
I thought it was a fat sheep, anyone could cut a knife, but I didn't expect that the other party actually practiced martial arts!
A group of cultivators who have been farming for half their lives really don't have the courage to compete with others.
"Is it just a joke?"
After Li Sui'an let go of the longbow, he slowly stretched it out again, and the tip of the arrow flashed a flash of light and hit the middle-aged monk's face directly.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"It's really just a joke, I didn't expect Xiaoyou to be so funny."
The middle-aged monk nodded hurriedly in reply.
"That's it! What about congratulatory gifts? β
Li Suian smiled slightly, retracted the longbow, and spread his hand.
Since the congratulatory gift is given, what about the congratulatory gift?!
The middle-aged monk obviously didn't expect that Li Sui'an would really take him seriously about giving a congratulatory gift, and the smile on his face immediately froze.
"It seems that Daoyou is not sincere in sending congratulatory gifts!"
Li Suian's eyes were cold, as if he was going to draw a bow and shoot an arrow in the next second.
"Yes, yes!"
The middle-aged monk quickly rummaged through the storage bag.
Seeing the sharp arrow in Li Suian's hand, the middle-aged monk couldn't think of bullying, and only thought about how to send away this big Buddha who was about to draw a bow at every turn.
Thereupon...... The middle-aged monk was sweating profusely for a long time, and finally took out a seed of the lower grade spirit plant.
"Don't dislike Xiaoyou, this is a spiritual tea seed, although there is only one, but it can also relieve Xiaoyou's fatigue."
Hearing the explanation, Li Suian's face became kind, and the middle-aged monk quickly exhaled a long breath.
It's scary!
I'm waiting for the spiritual planters! Do it at every turn! Have you never read the "gentleman does not move his hands" in the mundane?
Li Sui'an took the seed that the middle-aged monk held in the palm of his hand, and left the market with a polite smile.
The middle-aged monk looked at the back of Li Sui'an's departure, his eyes were full of gloom, his eyes swept coldly over this group of people who saw the wind and steered the rudder, and he snorted coldly and fled as if he had to leave here.
The other side.
Li Sui'an had already arrived at home, and she carefully put the ripe Pu Ling grass into the storage bag to avoid crushing her newly acquired Gong Peach sapling.
For this tribute peach sapling, she didn't know why the two stewards generously gave them this tribute peach sapling.
She thought about it carefully, although this tribute peach seedling was a medium-grade spiritual plant, it was not extremely scarce, and the growth cycle was extremely long, and the effect of the spiritual peach produced was not particularly good.
This also leads to the fact that few spirit planters are willing to put the effort into planting, the so-called thankless seedlings.
However, for today's Li Suian, it is of great use.
She is proficient in herb cultivation, and her cultivation is low, and her demand for aura is not high.
If she worked hard, this peach would be her best cultivation resource.
If the Gong Peach Tree Seedling is cultivated into a Spirit Seedling using the Secret Technique of Cultivating Spirits, how much will the Spiritual Root qualification increase?!
The corners of Li Suian's mouth rose, and he couldn't help but be excited.
The black demon pig arched her legs at this moment and snorted.
"Uh-huh!"
It's time to show me to the world this time!
At this time, the black demon pig faintly approached the second order of the yellow level, she pursed her lips and patted the black demon pig's head.
"Now you're a valuable monster! I can't take you out, when I become the middle stage of Qi training, I will take you out to see the world. β
Indeed, her strength now is enough for those who only stand on the moral high ground to "beg", but it is not enough to meet those scattered cultivators who drink blood every day.
It's not safe, when archery is small, when is it wasted.
"Hum hum!"
The black demon pig immediately lowered its head, only a quarter of the size of the lark pig, but drove the lark pig to flee in all directions.
Li Suian looked at the black demon pig's tantrum and couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.
She looked at the monsters she was breeding and found that there was a passerine whose taste had increased to 100.
She took out a chicken food made of weeds and placed it in front of the fowl.
γDing! Feed the finch tail weed for a serving! Passertail Taste +1γ
I even thought that a hundred was the upper limit of the demon beast, but I didn't think that this upper limit was even higher.
Looking at the birdtail chicken that could still improve the taste value, Li Suian also gave up the idea of selling it for spirit stones.
Forget it, let you live a little longer!
And when she fed the demon beast food, Zhang Yan happened to come to the spiritual field just after meditating.
"Sister Suian!"
Zhang Yan ran over excitedly, saw that Li Suian's face was calm, and quickly withdrew his smile.
"Sister Suian! The assessment is very rare, many old monks have waited for decades and haven't waited, it doesn't matter, next time it will definitely work! β
Zhang Yan's comfort made Li Suian stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
This guy, do you think she fell off the list?
"No, I'll go to the Lingtian tomorrow."
Li Suian patted the weeds stuck to his body and explained with a smile.
When she first came to the cultivation realm, she was wary of everything, although she also knew that Zhang Yan also had her own careful thoughts in her heart, but it did not prevent the other party from being really good to her.
When Zhang Yan heard this, he immediately jumped up and said happily: "Sister Suian! Then let's go sell Pu Ling grass today! I'll pay you the money and buy a few cubs by the way. β
Li Suian looked back at the eggs in the chicken coop that were obviously different from the previous ones, and pointed to the pile of eggs.
"If you're willing to take the time or use the Illumination Technique to hatch, you can take it, half the price!"
The birdtail chickens and ducks she bought were still very young, and she hadn't moved to Pinlingtian yet, so if they were swallowed, they would be wasted.
Zhang Yan's eyes lit up and he nodded again and again.
The two came to Huayuan Valley Fang City together, and the casual cultivators on the street kept glancing at the two people who walked down from the Huayuan Valley Mountain.
"We seem to be targeted!"
Li Suian looked ahead, and said in a flat voice, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
Zhang Yan's body stiffened with the basket on his back, there was actually nothing in his basket, and those Pu Lingcao were full of stuffed into Li Suian's storage bag.
He subconsciously looked around, and Li Suian hurriedly pulled his sleeve.
"Don't look! Don't you find out! They didn't dare to make a move in the city! β
In broad daylight, he naturally did not dare to do anything in Fang City.