In the Lingdan Pavilion of Yuanmu Academy, the front hall was full of people coming and going, all of them were monks who came to buy pills, of course, there were also some people who just came to see the price and set a goal for themselves.

The back hall is also in full swing, the alchemist and the Dan boy are all engrossed, refining the elixir, and recently there have been frequent opportunities to appear, and battles have happened from time to time, resulting in a surge in demand for replenishing spiritual power, healing and antidote pills, and the pills that improve cultivation are unsalable.

On the top floor of the Lingdan Pavilion, two monks in green robes and black belts were anxiously waiting for something, and the two had a slight resemblance in appearance, it was Wang Shuyi and Wang Luochuan.

After a while, a heavy gate slowly rose in front of the two of them, and a kind old man walked out slowly with a smile on his face.

"Father, but you succeeded?" Wang Luochuan asked impatiently.

The old man smiled and nodded slightly, this person is not an outsider, it is Elder Yuanmu, Wang Xiuping.

"Congratulations to my uncle on the promotion!" Wang Shuyi said excitedly.

"Father, you've finally reached the level of the Lord!"

"It's still far away, those five people are all at the peak of foundation building, and their strength should not be underestimated. ”

Although the two nodded in agreement, their faces could not hide their joy.

"Don't mention this matter to anyone!" Wang Xiuping said solemnly.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then nodded heavily.

Wang Xiuping inquired about the daily affairs of the Lingdan Pavilion and the news within the sect, he suddenly thought of something, and said, "How is that little guy Lin Xiuqi doing now?"

"It's okay now, it's just that Huang Jiren calculated and went to guard the No. 13 Medicine Garden. Wang Shuyi said dissatisfied.

"Hmph! for the old disrespectful thing, wait for me to go to the courtyard to sue him. ”

"Father, it doesn't have to be like this, Senior Brother Lin is very good in the No. 13 Medicine Garden. ”

Wang Xiuping looked at his son puzzled, not knowing what the other party's general "very good" meant? How could the No. 13 Medicine Garden be a place where monks below the sixth level of Qi Gathering could guard.

Wang Luochuan smiled slightly and described Lin Xiuqi's performance in detail.

"Good!good!good! Old Ghost Huang must be mad! But ...... That Huang Qianmai is very important to Huang Lao Ghost, he will definitely not let this person go, so he will keep an eye on Lin Xiuqi and pay attention to Huang Lao Gui's movements at the same time. ”

"Yes!"

......

......

"Then Lin Xiuqi has any signs of poisoning?"

"Back to the uncle, the surname Lin was not poisoned, but ...... The turbid aura of the thirteenth medicine garden was cleaned up. ”

Huang Jiren's eyes were cold, and he said hatefully: "It's just that the ants are so hard!"

Huang Baiquan hurriedly spoke: "Uncle, Quan'er has already buried things in the garden the day after he entered the medicine garden according to your instructions, and it has not yet taken effect, so it is better to wait for a while." ”

"Time is running out. ”

Looking at Huang Baiquan who was puzzled, Huang Jiren said with a little smugness: "Yin Yang Academy!"

......

Today's No. 13 Medicine Garden is still clean, and the growth of eighteen poisonous herbs is far greater than before, and there are even slight signs of improvement.

A fat man, naked and buried below his ankles, stood on the ground with a numb expression.

After a while, Lin Xiuqi's body began to slowly reverse, and strangely, there was no trace left in the place where he moved, and he said to himself weakly: "Please pay attention, reverse!"

It has been more than half a month since he entered the thirteenth medicine garden, and the phenomenon of the turbid aura growing rapidly mentioned by the guard disciples has not happened, or it has happened but it is far less fast than Lin Xiuqi expected, in order to better absorb the toxins in the spiritual soil, he practiced the earth escape technique diligently every day, and finally reached the level of entering the soil with both feet, however, the cultivation process was really boring, and the freshness of just entering the garden was gone.

Half a month to reach the point where your feet are in the ground and move slowly is sure to be surprising if someone else knows about it, but for those who practice this art all day, half a month seems like half a century has passed.

He sighed lightly, fled in the direction of Lingtian, began to collect poisonous weeds, and said to himself: "There is even a group reservation project, why do you want so many poisonous weeds? Could it be that there is a discount for group purchases?"

Yesterday, he received a notice that many sect monks had suffered various "strange shapes" when they were competing for opportunities outside, and most of them were accompanied by toxins entering the body and needed poisonous herbs for alchemy.

Originally, the poisonous herbs could only be obtained by the craftsmen to apply to the sect and obtain the voucher to come to the garden to collect it, but now there are too many orders from the four pavilions, and the poison garden has to be open to all monks, allowing them to contact the alchemy or take it directly after they get the materials.

"Swinging spirit fern, rootless, blood exchange grass...... This thing can also be alchemy! I guess I met a fake doctor. What is this?"

After a while, Lin Xiuqi's body surfaced to the ground, holding a black bright stone the size of a jujube kernel in his hand.

"Brother Worm, what is this?"

"If you're not mistaken, it's the seed of the rotten bone flower. ”

"But...... The Rotten Bone Flower is not on the list of spirit grasses. ”

"Maybe it's a companion ......"

"Hey, hey, hey, rotten bone flower, spirit grass in the spirit level, it doesn't seem to be cheap, hey, hey, hey!" Lin Xiuqi smirked to himself, thinking about the benefits he could get from planting rotten bone flowers.

Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable tremor, and he took off the token from his waist, thinking to himself, this thing can't be turned down a little less, so that I thought it was an earthquake every time.

He quickly dressed up, opened the formation, and saw a dozen haggard-looking monks waiting outside the door.

"This junior brother, we have already informed the sect in advance and come to get ......"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xiuqi had already packed the required poisonous weeds and handed them out.

Without waiting for the other party to express their gratitude, the formation had been re-closed, and several people looked at each other, not knowing what was happening for a while.

Lin Xiuqi thought to himself, what are you kidding, you still have to dig grass seeds, plant poisonous weeds, and embark on the road to prosperity, who has the kung fu to greet you.

He was about to enter the spiritual field to look for it, when another tremor appeared.

The formation opened again, and the person in charge spoke: "This junior brother, the demand for one of the poisonous weeds has changed, and I have to take thirty more plants, so I'm sorry for you." With that, the man handed over the voucher.

After Lin Xiuqi took it, he searched carefully, and it took a while to recognize the spirit grass that needed to be taken more, it was the blood exchange grass, and he asked puzzledly: "The blood exchange grass is so poisonous that it can't be used in medicine, do you senior brothers and sisters need this kind of thing to make poison, and then go to take revenge?"

"This junior brother said with a smile, where will I use poisonous smoke, but I am only fighting against evil cultivators in the mortal world, and the blood is in the body, and only by exchanging blood grass to remove the poisonous blood can it be cured. ”

Lin Xiuqi suddenly realized that this blood exchange grass does have the function of draining blood, and it is also named because of this, but the monk's essence blood is precious, and few people use it in this way, and over time, there is only one use left.

He returned to the garden to pick grass, but more than a dozen people did not dare to trespass, and after a while, the formation was opened again.

A woman with a sleek, yellow-faced woman saw Lin Xiuqi walk out, her face showed displeasure, and she said weakly: "This junior brother, why are you happy? Do you think that we are not strong enough, but we go out to compete for opportunities, and sarcastically I can't wait?"

"Ahem, this senior sister misunderstood, I was because of ...... Because...... Seeing that the blood-changing grass is growing very well, I feel that it must be able to better remove the toxins, and I am happy for everyone, so I will be overjoyed for a while, forgive me!"

A few people quickly checked and found that the blood exchange grass in their hands was really full of rhizomes and round leaves, which was the best product, and for a while, several people were a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

"After using the blood exchange grass, you need to recuperate for a period of time, senior brothers and sisters, don't work too hard, if you are injected by evil qi again, I am afraid it will be extremely difficult to recover. ”

"Thank you for reminding me, I'm still lucky, only a little bit of blood, many people were even captured alive by evil cultivators, and their whereabouts are still unknown. ”

When Lin Xiuqi heard this, he nodded, he knew that it was just an ordinary thing for a monk to fight for opportunities outside, and it was not uncommon for him to lose his life, just to improve his cultivation and fight with his life, whether it was worth it or not, he was not easy to judge.

The woman who complained about Lin Xiuqi remembered that she had seen some disciples who were good at refining weapons, and she would be ecstatic because she had refined a good grade spiritual weapon, and this person in front of her was the garden keeper of the No. 13 Poison Garden, only gathering three layers of cultivation, and the degree of obsession with poisonous weeds can be imagined, at this time, the happy reaction of the little fat man in front of her was normal, and she didn't even need to explain to herself, she thought about it and said: " Fang is the one I misunderstood the junior brother, to be able to take care of the poisonous weeds so thoroughly, the junior brother must pay a lot, here is a little bit of heart, please don't dislike the junior brother. ”

Lin Xiuqi took a space bag, and there was a small pile of spirit stones in it, and with his powerful counting ability, he didn't count them for a while.

The spirit stones are not neatly placed at all, and it is really difficult to count.

He was about to excuse himself, but found that several people had already left while he was investigating.