Lu Xuan watched Qin Ming's corpse separate from a distance, and his body was full of fragments of the Cracked Silver Blade.

Several gray straw ropes extended from the wooden bed and tied up Qin Ming's corpse.

Lu Xuan couldn't cry or laugh, lifted the quilt, and saw the grass puppet with a big hole in his chest trying to trap the enemy who invaded the yard.

"Fortunately, this grass puppet has a certain recovery ability, as long as there are enough spirit stones, it can return to normal, for the sake of you blocking a blow for me, it will definitely recover completely."

Lu Xuan looked at the grass puppet that had slowed down a few beats and did his best, and comforted.

The spiritual power in his body was working, and a fist-sized fireball fell on Qin Ming's corpse.

The flames quickly spread to all the corpses, and it didn't take long for them to turn into a pile of black ash.

Immediately after, he took out a talisman with a strange rune on the edge and a demon suppressed in the middle.

The talisman was flung out, and a white light swept across the room.

This is the evil talisman he obtained before, which can detect and purify low-level evil spirits.

Lu Xuan was worried that Qin Ming would die at the hands of a second-level spirit planter who had cultivated qi, and his resentment was too heavy, and he might have evil spirits.

After using the fireball technique to destroy the corpse, I still don't feel at ease, so I spend a lot of money and use a talisman to avoid evil spirits.

Anyway, so many sword qi talismans have been used, and this one is not bad.

The white light faded away, and the room returned to darkness, except for the faint silver-white moonlight shining through the hole pierced by the ice gun.

Lu Xuan was completely relieved at this time, lit a candle on the wooden table, and swept the black ashes together.

Under the control of spiritual power, the fragments of dozens of silver blades fused together again and turned into a silver-white blade.

With the sharp weapon in hand, Lu Xuan's courage was also a little bigger, and he came to the spiritual field with black ash and sprinkled it on the spiritual soil.

"This is the chemical fertilizer formed by a mid-level Qi cultivator, you have to work hard to grow it, don't let him live up to his nourishment for you."

He looked at the many spiritual plants in the spiritual field and sighed softly.

In the courtyard, the moon was as cool as water, and there was silence.

The fierce struggle that had just taken place did not seem to attract any attention from the surrounding monks.

The casual cultivators who live here have long developed a good habit of not caring about themselves, and they will not meddle in their affairs, and they do not have the capital to meddle in their affairs.

"Little Brother Lu, Little Brother Lu ......"

Outside the courtyard wall, a slightly nervous female voice came from a distance, calling for Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan could tell that this was Zhang Xiuyuan's mother, Xu Wan, who lived nearby.

"I'm fine, thank you sister-in-law for your concern."

Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Xuan's heart swelled with a trace of warmth.

Xu Wan is just a second-level female streamer, and she can take a risk to come out, even if she just asks about her situation from afar, it is commendable.

"That's good, I'm afraid that you may be injured, and because you don't have enough strength, you can only ask from a distance."

Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Xu Wan's voice came closer.

"There was a thief who didn't have long eyes who wanted to come in and steal my spirit plant, and I found out and killed him."

Lu Xuan casually made up a reason to deal with Xu Wan.

"Sister-in-law, go back and rest early, Xiaoyuan is not at ease at home alone."

"Lu has a concern for me in mind."

"Okay, then you should be careful."

Xu Wan saw that Lu Xuan was fine, so she returned to her home.

"It's a pity that this protective formation, it didn't take long before it was broken by this Qin Ming's brute force."

Lu Xuan returned to the house with regret.

After everything was taken care of, he completely relaxed and sat weakly on the wooden chair.

Although Qin Ming was solved unscathed this time, it was far from being as easy as it seemed to be.

And Qin Ming is also worthy of his status as a middle-level cultivator of Qi cultivation, full of background, whether it is the jade plate that blocked his fatal blow, or the flying sword magic weapon, the perfect ice technique, it all shows its difficulty.

Fortunately, I have accumulated enough wealth during this time.

Cultivating for the same four-layer qi training, not weaker than Qin Ming, plus the Gengjin Sword Technique of the Xiaocheng realm, many first-grade talismans do not need to be used like spirit stones, and the complete one-grade magic weapon Split Silver Blade plays a key role.

Coupled with sufficient preparation and surprise, this was the only way to kill him without danger.

Whether it is a magic weapon, a spell, or a talisman, it is stronger than Qin Ming, what does he use to fight with himself.

"I don't know, how much can this storage bag make up for my loss?"

Lu Xuan looked at the gray storage bag that he took from Qin Ming's waist and sighed.

Most of the talisman was used, and he was still sad, only hoping that the storage bag left by Qin Ming could make up for it.

"Thank you Lao Tie for the storage bag."

He had wanted to buy a storage bag for a long time, but he didn't expect that Qin Ming would be so empathetic, which would bring him a ready-made one.

The gray storage bag was of a low grade, and there were no prohibitions drawn, so Lu Xuan's spiritual power tested it and easily probed into it.

The space inside is not small, the length, width and height are more than half a zhang, and Qin Ming left some things piled up in a corner.

Lu Xuan happily used his spiritual power to control the things in the storage bag to fly out.

The spirit stones were roughly scanned, and there were about two hundred.

There are also seven or eight bottles and jars, jade bottles and stone bottles, Lu Xuan was afraid that there would be any poison in them, so he didn't open them directly, so he put them aside first.

In addition, there is also a book that records the cultivation methods of several low-grade ice spells, which are of little use to Lu Xuan.

Three talismans, two evil talismans, and one swift talisman.

Finally, there was also a flying sword magic weapon left outside, gray-white, exuding a chill, Lu Xuan briefly compared it, it was much worse than his own Split Silver Blade.

"What a nice person, I didn't have a storage bag, so I sent me a storage bag."

"Lack of spirit stones, rent a big yard, and send me more than two hundred spirit stones."

"Even after death, you have to exert your residual heat and use yourself to support the spiritual plants in the spiritual field."

"He really ......"

Lu Xuan thought of Qin Ming's great contribution, and he bowed his head in mourning for a moment.

"Sure enough, it's a murder and arson gold belt."

Lu Xuan looked at a large number of things on the wooden table and couldn't help but sigh.

After planting for so long, it is better to kill the harvest brought by Qin Ming.

However, the thought disappeared in an instant.

He knew in his heart that such huge gains often came with greater risks, and it was impossible to get benefits every time without taking risks.

Qin Ming this time, it seems that the risk is extremely low, and it is not in his own hands.

Therefore, it is better to farm safely and steadily, with a million profits and a risk close to zero.

After the count, the sky broke dark.

Lu Xuan walked out of the house and came to Lingtian.

Wisps of spiritual rain seeped into the remaining dozen or so spirit fireflies, and the green oily spirit fireflies lazily stretched their leaves, and Lu Xuan vaguely felt that the leaves were fatter than yesterday.

Then, a fireball technique flew out, and before it fell on the thin red needles of the Chiyun pine, it turned into wisps of flame and merged into the pine leaves, causing the Chiyun pine to explode instantly.

The golden sword qi fell on the straight sword grass, leaving a few golden fine lines.

Underneath the Dark Essence Mushroom, the breath from the rotting spirit wood was a little stronger, causing the Lingzhi in the shadows to breed more dark red mycelium.

There is nothing to do today, Lingtian is planted.