Chapter Thirty-Eight: It's Me Who Talks Too Much
When Zhou Changwang appeared in the Lingtian carrying the ironclad pig, all the Lingnong were shocked.
Among them, there are many Lingtian, who knows Zhou Changwang, who has suffered from the ravages of demon beasts in recent days, and of course, there are also people who gloat and want to see him laugh.
After all, he used a Gengjin finger spell to help Xu Zhong Lingtian get rid of the insect plague before, but he was very popular.
In addition, now he is also at the foot of Changling Mountain, except for the Zhao brothers, he is the only one who has purchased a spirit dog, and the envious eyes he occasionally throws are enough to burn people.
It's just that they never thought that Zhou Changwang would be so brave and dare to enter Changling Mountain single-handedly to eliminate demons.
The point is, he succeeded.
The huge body and thick armor of the iron armored pig are all eye-catching.
"Changwang, this ironclad pig, did you really kill it?"
Lao Xu's face showed disbelief.
He, Xu Zhong and a few other night watchmen had all faced this ironclad pig directly, but they didn't dare to do it because of its size and possible impact.
After all, they are all Lingnong, and fighting is not their job, and they have not learned any attack spells except for Lingnong spells.
But because of this, they were particularly shocked that Zhou Changwang was able to get rid of this demon beast.
"Luck."
Zhou Changwang nodded, not boasting anything.
Although the demon exterminator is majestic, it is only because the people he is facing are all Lingnong.
Among those casual cultivators who dare to go out into the wilderness, who has not eliminated demons?
If you are proud of this, you really often go in and out of the mountains and forests to eliminate demons, but you don't know how to die.
This time, for the sake of his own spiritual field, he had to make a last resort. Otherwise, if it continues to rage, then his loss will be great.
"This ironclad pig is worth at least one or two hundred low-grade spirit stones.
The fur can be made into talismans, and in its body, there should be Neidan.
I heard that this demon beast inner pill is a good material for alchemy, and one can be worth more than a dozen lower-grade spirit stones at the very least. ”
Someone couldn't help but say with envy.
"I've heard that whether there is a demon pill in the body of a demon beast depends on luck, especially a low-level demon beast.
Some of them are bloodline, and not necessarily one of the ten heads will give birth to a demon pill. ”
One person seemed to know a little more and explained.
"No matter what, Zhou Daoyou did make a lot of money this time.
One shot is almost as hard as we have worked for a year. ”
Someone couldn't help but say sourly.
However, this is also Zhou Daoyou's ability.
His Gengjin finger, you don't know, not only is the casting speed fast, but also very accurate, pointing where to hit.
This iron-armored pig provoked him, and he was also destined to have this catastrophe. ”
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A group of people gathered around the carcass of the ironclad pig and judged it.
Some people examined the corpse of the ironclad pig more carefully, and after finding that the fatal injury was the spell of Gengjin Finger, they also felt a little more awe of Zhou Changwang's methods in their hearts.
Although they have also mastered the Gengjin Finger, the power of the Gengjin Finger at the entry level is already limited, even if someone cultivates the Gengjin Finger to the proficient level, but it is only a short casting distance of two feet, how dare they take it out to eliminate the demon?
Only a small level of Gengjin Finger can increase the casting distance to five zhang, and there is room for casting spells to eliminate demons.
After a lively look, the crowd soon dispersed.
After all, they are all spiritual farmers, and the work in the spiritual field is too busy to finish.
"Changwang, what are you going to do with this ironclad pig?"
When the crowd gradually dispersed, Lao Xu couldn't help but come closer and asked cautiously.
"How?"
Zhou Changwang squinted at him.
"I'm not, I got in touch with the shopkeeper of Lin Ji Restaurant some time ago.
He has a good business there, and the consumption of demon beasts is also large.
If you are interested, I am willing to take the lead for you and sell this monster. ”
Old Xu Lian said with a smile.
He helped Zhou Changwang buy spirit worms before, but he tasted the sweetness.
"Not really.
Don't forget, what my father used to do. ”
Zhou Changwang glanced at him, shook his head lightly and said.
Although he didn't say anything about the ironclad pig ravaging his spiritual field, Lao Xu and the others kept vigil at night, and they had the duty to prevent and drive away.
The other party was indifferent, and even let the ironclad pig wreak havoc in his spiritual field, although he would not do anything, but he had an account in his heart, and of course he would not let him take advantage of it again.
"It's true, it's me who talks too much."
Lao Xu's face suddenly showed a stupid look.
Zhou Changwang didn't pay much attention to this when he saw this, and went directly to Lingtian and began to deal with the Linghe rice that was crushed by the ironclad pig before.
Lift them up one by one, and then stabilize them with the technique of inducing life.
Finally, it is moisturized with the Spiritual Rain technique.
Although these Linghe still seem to be a little sluggish, they no longer affect their growth.
"By the way, I don't know if the Dead Wood Rejuvenation Technique can also play a role in these spiritual hes?"
Zhou Changwang suddenly thought of the spell he had just mastered, and his heart moved slightly.
Although the Deadwood Rejuvenation Technique is a healing spell, as a wood attribute spell, it can naturally act on the spirit plant.
Do what you want.
Zhou Changwang calmed down, and the aura in his body was then attracted by him, condensing into rune structures.
One, two, three......
As time passed, the rune structures were also outlined by him.
Ten breaths, eleven breaths, twelve breaths......
When the time comes to the fifteenth breath.
Airplanes!
The aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was quickly attracted.
A special glow quickly converged.
Deadwood Rejuvenation +1
Then Zhou Changwang stretched out his hand to the piece of Linghe rice in front of him.
A little bit of sunshine is like a spiritual rain sprinkled down, evenly distributed on this piece of Linghe rice.
Suddenly, the Linghe rice, which had been destroyed and looked sluggish, was revitalized one by one.
Some of the spiritual rice, which was still a little shriveled, blinked as if they had absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy, becoming full and full......
Many Linghe, as the Lingmi grows, are bent over, showing a thriving color.
"It worked.
It's just a pity that the cast range is too small.
One acre of spiritual field, I need to cast it at least five times before I can cover it all. ”
Zhou Changwang was overjoyed, but he also discovered the limitations of this spell.
The effect of the dead wood rejuvenation technique on Linghe is greater than he imagined, if it is used frequently, it will definitely increase the income of Lingmi, from the original yield of 500 catties per mu, to the extent that the yield per mu is 600 catties, or even 700 catties.
He heard that there are spiritual planters who plant Linghe rice, which can yield thousands of catties per mu.
Originally, there was still some disbelief, but now it seems that those spirit planters must have mastered one or two high-level or even high-level spirit plant spells.
Unfortunately, he mastered this spell too late.
Now that the spirit rice is ripe, even if it can increase the yield, it will not increase much.
However, no matter what, with this spell, he can also make up for his losses relatively well.
Not to mention, there is also the ironclad pig weighing seven or eight hundred pounds.
If it goes well, there should be a hundred or so lower-grade spirit stones in the account.
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