In the cold wind, Zhao Xiumei's mother and son braved the cold and hurried forward for five miles and came to an abandoned village. The village was ruined and dead. The north wind whined, and people felt furious in their hearts, if they weren't forced to be helpless, who would want to settle here?

Although Zhao Xiumei is a woman, but at this moment, if she shows a trace of timidity, then Mo Chongjian is not even more afraid? Therefore, although Zhao Xiumei is uneasy in her heart, she still pretends to be calm, she took Mo Chong to a wooden house that is still intact, and has the courage to push open the door, fortunately, it is really empty, the mother and daughter closed the door, and their hearts were at ease.

"Chong'er, what is bulging in your leather bag?" Zhao Xiumei looked at Mo Chong's leather bag and asked curiously.

Hearing his mother's question, Mo Chong smiled happily: "Mother, I picked up a treasure on Qingtong Mountain today!" As he spoke, he found a small wooden basin in front of the house, and poured all the purple soil in the leather bag into the wooden basin.

Looking at his mother's puzzled expression, Mo Chong said: "Mother, this purple soil is very magical, under normal circumstances, it takes a year for the red ginseng fruit to bear fruit, if the red spirit ginseng fruit is planted in this purple soil, it only takes an hour to bear fruit." ”

Zhao Xiumei chuckled lightly and said, "Silly boy, how can there be such a magical soil in this world?

"It's true!" Mo Chong said a little anxiously: "Don't believe it, let's try it with Qiongyu Lingzhi." ”

As he spoke, Mo Chong's consciousness moved, he took a small wooden box from the storage bag, opened the wooden box gently, and the rich medicinal fragrance filled the cabin at once.

"Silly boy, what are you going to do?" Zhao Xiumei asked nervously.

Mo Chong didn't answer, and directly inserted the rhizome of Qiongyu Lingzhi into Zigui, only to see that the medicinal fragrance emitted by Qiongyu Lingzhi became more and more intense, the rhizome was thicker, and the canopy became more and more round like jade.

"It's really amazing, it turns out that this Qiongyu Lingzhi is not fully mature, and it can continue to grow in the purple soil. Zhao Xiumei praised.

On the canopy of Qiongyu Ganoderma lucidum, crystal spores slowly rose, gently falling on the purple soil, and after a while, the spores actually emitted tender teeth as bright as jade, and there were as many as three.

"Chong'er, eat this Qiongyu Lingzhi quickly, otherwise it will be lost immediately. Zhao Xiumei said to Mo Chong.

Mo Chong gently exerted his strength and took out the Qiongyu Lingzhi from the purple soil, this rich aroma is really mouth-watering! But Mo Chong was a little hesitant: "Mother, let's leave this Qiongyu Lingzhi to my father, eat it, and my father's cultivation can reach the realm of a warrior!"

"Silly boy, you see that three seedlings of Qiongyu Lingzhi have been bred in this purple soil, are you still afraid that your father will not eat it? Zhao Xiumei urged.

Mo Chong nodded with a smile and said, "When my cultivation improves, I can protect you and my father!" As he spoke, Mo Chong took a bite of half of Qiongyu Lingzhi, only to feel that an abundant spiritual liquid was like a warm current, swimming in the meridians. He hurriedly used the spiritual luck technique passed on to him by his father and channeled the spiritual power into the dantian.

The spiritual power in the sea of qi rose up, and it directly broke through the bottleneck of the fourth rank of the martial apprentice and reached the fifth rank of the martial apprentice, and the spiritual power was not exhausted, and he had been rushing Mo Chong's cultivation to the fifth grade of the martial apprentice before stopping. The sea of qi slowly regained its calmness, and he used his divine sense to look at the sea of qi, and the spiritual power in the sea of qi had nearly doubled.

This kind of lifting speed is really refreshing, looking at the remaining half of the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, Mo Chong's mouth curled up with a smug arc, and he ate half of it in one bite.

The spiritual power in the sea of qi rose again, and broke through the martial apprentice's five-rank consummation, six-rank primary, and small success, reaching the realm of the martial apprentice's six-rank great achievement.

Until Mo Chong subdued the remaining Qiongyu Lingzhi, his cultivation had reached the seventh rank of martial arts. A Qiongyu Lingzhi made his cultivation rise to three big ranks at once, and Mo Chong's joy was uncontrollable, that Li Ershao, you see how the master will repair you in the future.

"How is it, has your cultivation improved?" Zhao Xiumei couldn't see how much Mo Chong's cultivation had improved, and her tone was full of anticipation.

"I have reached the seventh-grade cultivation of martial apprentices, this Qiongyu Lingzhi is worthy of being a second-grade elixir, and it really has profound spiritual power!" Mo Chong said excitedly.

"This is really good, you look at the three Qiongyu Lingzhi in the purple soil, and it looks like it is about to mature, Chong'er, if you take all these three Qiongyu Lingzhi, you will have the strength to save your father." ”