Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Seed of Spirits

The guards in Fang City reacted quickly, and as the blood-red tentacles raged everywhere, a green seed shot out like a sharp arrow and landed around the tentacles.

In an instant, thick vines emerged from the ground, growing and extending rapidly, constantly splitting, tightly wrapping around the blood-red tentacles.

The blood-red tentacles struggled and wrestled with the thick vines.

High in the air, a crisp chirp sounded.

When Lu Xuan heard the prestige, he saw a huge firebird floating in the air, its wings spread, four or five feet long, and various heat waves were formed between gentle beatings.

Immediately, it turned into a red light and shot towards the alienated monk who had split out many tentacles.

Wherever he went, the ground was burned with black charcoal.

"Ah......h

The alienated monk, whose body was occupied by tentacles, let out a cry of pain, and was reduced to black ash in the raging sea of fire.

The flames surged all the way along the base of the tentacles, scorching the blood-red tentacles that spread everywhere.

On the ground, broken tentacles wriggled everywhere, as if they wanted to invade the bodies of other monks again.

It's a pity that the flames killed too much, and all the tentacles were burned to the ground.

Immediately afterward, another pure white aura centered on the remains of the alienated monk, surging in all directions.

In the distance, Lu Xuan and the other monks were swept by the aura, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and tranquility.

"It can only be said that this monk has become alienated at an inopportune time, and there happen to be a few mid-level Qi cultivation monks patrolling and guarding here, otherwise, with so many scattered cultivators in the bazaar, it is very likely that he will make a lot of noise."

Lu Xuan looked at the several Qi Cultivation Intermediate Cultivators who appeared around the remains of the alienated monks, and a few of them were still checking whether there was any evil power left, and in the blink of an eye, they worked together to solve a monk who was polluted by the evil spirit.

The solution is simple and effective, the vines imprison the tentacles for a short period of time, avoiding greater casualties, and at the same time, they also leave a short time for their companions to cast powerful spells, the firebird will burn the alienated monk clean, and then use the purification spell to detect the remains of the monk and the surrounding scattered cultivation.

"It is worthy of being the patrol in the city, and the cooperation between each other is very smooth and natural."

Lu Xuan thought to himself, if he ran into this alienated monk alone, with the Gengjin Sword Technique of the Dacheng realm, the first-grade special magic weapon Split Silver Blade, and the second-grade rune sword qi thousand runes that were equivalent to the full blow of a high-level qi cultivator, as well as the newly obtained Thunder Fire Bead, there should be no problem in solving the alienated monk.

I just can't do it that cleanly.

"It seems that we still have to work hard to plant spiritual plants, and add as many means as possible to ourselves."

He secretly decided in his heart.

The whole process from the alienation of the monk to the successful resolution was extremely short, and after a brief period of chaos in the loose bazaar, order was restored again, as if the alienated monk had never appeared.

However, the large scorched black left in place, as well as the three monks who died by the tentacle attack, reminded everyone present of what had just happened.

Among the three of them, there was naturally the monk who used the earth wall technique to block Lu Xuan, and after Lu Xuan pierced his calf with the Gengjin Sword Technique, he was unable to move and died on the blood-red tentacles.

Lu Xuan didn't have any pity for this, everything was his own fault, if he hadn't tried to block the tentacles with himself, he wouldn't have made a move at will.

After this small turmoil appeared in the bazaar, Lu Xuan had no idea of wandering, and chose a road at random and rushed to Baicaotang.

Baicaotang is not far from the Sanxiu Market, and you can see the shops at a few intersections.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Lu Xuan stopped, his eyes attracted by the wooden planks on a stall next to him.

Eight black letters were written on the board.

"Special spirit seeds, sold at a low price."

Lu Xuan swept through the goods on the stall and found nothing related to the spirit seed.

"May I ask Daoyou, what is the special spirit seed you are talking about on this wooden board? Can you take a look at it? ”

"Well, that's it."

The stall owner was an ordinary middle-aged monk, a fourth-level Qi cultivator, who heard Lu Xuan's inquiry, and pointed to something on the stall.

The thing is oval-shaped, pale white, and it would be overlooked if you are not careful, and there are wisps of smoke inside, and the shape is constantly changing, evolving into all kinds of strange things.

"This is a spirit seed? Daoist friends won't lie to me, right? ”

Lu Xuan asked curiously, such a thing that was constantly changing like smoke made it difficult for him to associate with the spirit seed.

"If you don't hide it from your fellow Daoists, I can't tell if it's a spirit seed or not."

"When I came back, I went to a few of my friends and showed them the thing, but they couldn't tell if it was a spirit seed or not."

"However, when I got it, I found it in a withered spirit plant, it may be that the spirit plant has entered the mature stage, no one picks it, and the essence of the whole body condenses such a spirit seed."

"This is absolutely true, if you sincerely want to buy it, I can make a vow for what I just said."

Lu Xuanmo rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

After the stall owner said that he could make a vow, he believed in his heart that there were many kinds of monks' vows, and if they were violated, they would even be at risk of death.

The way the spirit seed is condensed, it is not surprising that after the wild spirit plant matures, some will continue to grow, the year will increase, some will wilt naturally, and some will condense into the spirit seed by chance, and continue in another way.

Although I don't know what this thing in front of me is, looking at its magical form, it is likely to be a rare and rare spirit seed.

"If Daoist friends can really make a demon oath, I am a little interested, I don't know how much your friend will offer?"

Lu Xuan asked the stall owner.

"It took me a lot of effort to get this spirit seed from the new secret realm, if your Excellency wants it, you can take fifteen spirit stones."

Seeing that Lu Xuan was really interested, a hint of surprise flashed in the stall owner's eyes.

It is indeed possible that the object on the stall is a spirit seed, but he has been in the market for several days, and only a few people have asked, and he has been scared away by the price one after another.

After all, fifteen spirit stones are a little too expensive to buy a spirit seed that I don't know the category and planting method of.

Lu Xuan's mind was delicate, he caught the change in the stall owner's expression, and sighed softly.

"Fellow Daoist, your price is too ruthless, isn't it? A thing that is not sure to be a spirit seed is priced much higher than that of a first-grade spirit seed, fifteen spirit stones, and I can buy three or four first-grade spirit seeds. ”

He kept shaking his head, as if he was not satisfied with the price.

"Fellow Daoist, you can tell me the number."

"Seven spirit stones, I'll take them right away, this price is already much higher than that of ordinary first-grade spirit seeds."

Lu Xuan cut the price by more than half at once.

"No, at least ten spirit stones, if you look at its form, it is very likely to be a second-grade or even higher spirit seed."

The stall owner argued with a red face.

"Even if it's a second-grade spirit seed, what's the use of not being able to plant it? Do you want to keep it in a storage bag and let it go by? ”

Lu Xuan retorted.

"That's it, I'll suffer a loss, eight spirit stones, I have so many spirit stones on my body, no matter how much I have, I can't help it."

"Add another fifty broken spirits, and it will belong to you."

The stall owner gritted his teeth and said.

"Deal!"

Lu Xuan readily agreed.