On the cliffs,

A wrist-thick, metal-like vine entwined, its roots dug deep into the mountain rock, drawing spiritual energy from it, and seven or eight golden fruits glittered in the sun.

Molten Golden Fruit!

The second-order elixir, recorded in the pharmacopoeia, this fruit can be used to forge the body, with medicinal baths and special exercises, and has a strong body that allows immortal cultivators to have enough to resist the spells of monks in the middle of Qi cultivation without damage, and does not need to consume mana, adding a hole card out of thin air.

But very few people know that this thing can be used to refine the quenching sword spirit liquid, making the spirit sword sharper and increasing the spirit of the spirit sword.

Dozens of alien insects rested on the edge of the cliff, mostly in the middle and late stages of qi training, buzzing and fluttering their wings from time to time to patrol the surrounding area, even if they go out to forage, they will come back quickly.

A pale blue sword light suddenly appeared!

Then dozens of sword qi erupted, their agility was abnormal, each had a goal, and the body of the insect was pierced and died, and nothing could stop it.

Bite!

The light blue sword qi encountered an obstacle.

The thirteen golden insects at the peak of Qi cultivation were extremely fierce, and a sword qi slashed on the body, which was actually blocked by the carapace on the back, and it was at least slightly damaged.

Their mouthparts were even sharper, biting the sword qi, clicking a few times, and devouring the sword qi.

Seeing that their companions were dead in the blink of an eye, they made angry metal grinding sounds.

Each of them turned into golden threads and threw themselves into the sky, scuffling with dozens of light blue sword qi as if the sound of sword clashing, and metal fragments and sword qi splashed everywhere.

After a few breaths, dozens of light blue sword qi were devoured.

Thirteen golden insects were left in place, like beetles, covered in heavy gold armor, four-legged, barbed, with a head like a bull's horn, and an unusually sharp mouthpiece.

The carapace on their backs was sliced open in many places by the sword qi, revealing a trace of pale golden liquid, and they roared for a long time with the crunch of two pieces of metal rubbing.

But he didn't find any enemies, so he had no choice but to fall silent and devour the spiritual iron ore on the cliff to heal his wounds.

"That's right, the peak of Qi cultivation has the ability to threaten the foundation building."

Seven or eight hundred meters away, a pair of invisible and transparent eyes exclaimed.

"Metallic alien insects, there is very little research on the Immortal Sect in this regard, and the most authoritative is the Ten Thousand Beast Immortal Sect among the Nine Great Immortal Sects outside the realm."

Jiang Ding thought about it for a moment in his soul, remembering a book he had read.

"Ten Thousand Beasts and Insects"!

This is the classic book of the opposing sect captured by the Immortal Sect in the war, which records the three hundred and sixty kinds of alien insects that the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect believes have the most potential.

"Three hundred and thirty-one, the iron-swallowing worm, an ancient xenomorph, has become extinct, has a fierce temperament, is unruly, likes to devour spiritual gold mines, and then absorbs a little, discharges the purified spiritual gold, piles up into a tower, buries deep underground, and uses it to hatch offspring."

These bugs look very similar to the iron-swallowing insects on the list of ten thousand beasts and insects.

"Miners."

Jiang Ding gave it a label.

"Reserve it, it may be useful to the Immortal Gate."

Sonor!

The Taiqing Flying Sword came out of its sheath and descended on the heads of the thirteen golden beetles in an instant, and the terrifying sword intent suppressed down, causing their roars to struggle and solidify.

When the sword is unsheathed, it will inevitably be exposed.

Jiang Ding revealed his figure, came to the edge of the pitted cliff, opened a jade box, put thirteen golden beetles into it, and his divine consciousness expanded.

Sure enough, in the middle of the cliff, a tower-shaped spiritual gold hill was found, the size of a table, and the golden eggs like ants were attached to it, and there were nearly a thousand of them.

"Purified second-order spirit gold, gold spirit iron, such a large piece, worth more than 100,000 should be there."

Jiang Ding's toes touched the ground.

Airplanes!

Wisps of light blue sword qi were generated, densely packed, and poured into the mountain cliff together, crushing the blocked rocks into powder along the entrance of the cave, revealing a second-order golden spirit iron the size of a table in it.

"Close!"

Jiang Ding waved his hand, put away the golden spirit iron and the nearly thousand insect eggs attached to it, and put them into the golden pendant handed down by the previous generation of Supreme Elder Jin Lian.

This Jin Pei inherited from the Seven Feather Sect is much higher than his storage jade pendant, and can hold living things.

"It's been four days......"

In a short period of time, the income is worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, plus the insects that are good materials for miners.

Jiang Ding was not much happy, his face was gloomy.

In the past few days, he has searched this misty place, and a large number of rare second-order elixirs have been in his pocket, and even Jin Yuzhi has accumulated sixteen flowers.

The elixir with a total value of four or five million is available.

However, there is still no rare spirit fruit that can be conferred on mortal spirits!

"Isn't there enough chance, or is there nothing at all here?"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Five million lower-grade spirit stones, not counting the factors that high-level items cannot be purchased with simple spirit stones, are almost comparable to the net worth of a Jindan monk.

I wonder if I can buy this rare spirit fruit in Xianmen?

What if the other party doesn't accept the spirit stone and is only willing to exchange it for a third-order thing?

This is still the case.

In the past few years, he has searched and refreshed the Banyan Tree Trading Network many times, and there is no similar thing to sell!

Bang!

In the distance, there was another magic aura, a sign of the sword type.

This kind of sign has appeared many times, and it is the disciple of the Seven Feather Sect who has sent a signal to contact him after discovering what he has offered a bounty, and there have been thirty-two times before.

Nothing.

It's all something like that, and it's useless for him.

Jiang Ding did not blame.

Except for two times that were too outrageous, and they called him over for help, he would give what he found to the other party and encourage him.

As for those who flicker, they ignore it.

An invisible light flew across the sky.

After walking for dozens of kilometers, I came to a stop and set my eyes on a meadow.

"Han Lin?"

Jiang Ding was slightly surprised, revealing his figure and mentioning some spirits.

Although this one has poor qualifications, he has always been reliable, at least everything he has been given to do.

"Meet Uncle Junior Ancestor!"

On the grass, a hazy gray cloth was lifted, and an ordinary-looking young man was revealed.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Ding glanced at the gray cloth in his hand.

It seems to have the effect of covering the divine consciousness of the foundation building monks, and I don't know how Han Lin, who is a seventh-level Qi cultivator, got it.

But he never asks about other people's privacy, and he glances at it.

"The disciple has found something that is suspected to be a grass and tree spirit fruit."

Han Lin said respectfully.

"Lead the way." Jiang Ding was used to it, and said lightly: "As long as you don't deliberately deceive, it's okay to be wrong." ”

"The disciple is seven or eight percent sure!"

Han Lin said solemnly, a little hesitant, hesitating, struggling with something.

He didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Ding looked at him quietly.

"There are two Grass and Tree Spirit Fruits, and the disciple wants one!"

Han Lin thought about it for a long time, gritted his teeth, and said.

If it was someone else, he would never dare to do this, and he would be killed at every turn.

But this one, it seems, is credible.

"Oh?"

The voice seemed a little surprised.

Han Lin instantly felt a chill down his spine, and felt great remorse, he shouldn't have been stunned by the spirit fruit, exposing the huge abnormality of giving up the three Tsukidans.

Instinctively, he wanted to inspire a rune to escape.

"Okay."

But then, without any other inquiries, just agreed.

"Thank you, owner!"

Han Lin was moved in his heart, his body relaxed, and he thanked him.

(End of chapter)