It is also normal for exotic flowers and plants to be carefully maintained.

But these hundreds of years of ordinary spirit grass, is there too much?

It's like planting a large area of more lush dogtail grass in the royal garden of the royal palace decorated with famous flowers and plants in the mortal royal family, and there is slippery moss everywhere.

Fang Zhimeng was a little confused.

Lin Xuanzhen didn't know what she saw, so stunned.

She looked around, but she didn't notice that there was anything wrong with her five thunder peaks.

"Master Fang Zhai, you sit down and wait, my disciple will be fine soon!" she pulled Fang Zhimeng to sit on the stone bench beside her.

Fang Zhimeng's eyes retracted from the purple cloud grass, sat down according to his words, and turned his head to be attracted by the large group of gorgeous spirit chickens and fat spirit rabbits.

This spirit chicken and rabbit, if you keep it again, sooner or later, you will have to open up your wisdom.

Just when she was in a daze, Chu Yi commanded the Xuanyin Sword to click and cut down a large thigh-thick cloud bamboo, and neatly relied on her own small bamboo building to expand one, and even didn't forget to use the Xuanyin Sword to carve a spirit gathering array on the bamboo.

By the time Fang Zhimeng came back to his senses, the bamboo building had already been built.

In addition to the rich aura, there is also the fragrance of cloud bamboo juice volatilization.

"Lord Fang Zhai, I've been waiting for a long time. Chu Yi was panting, as if she was about to faint in the next breath.

The face was pale from exertion, and there were conspicuous beads of sweat on the forehead.

Fang Zhimeng's body is weak, so naturally he will not use his heart and eye all the time.

At this time, she realized that this Chu Yi seemed to be delicate and weak, but in fact, she was stronger than she imagined.

If the cultivation is comparable, Chu Yi can beat a hundred of himself.

......

Fang Zhimeng only had one feeling at this time, Lei Fan went to the immortal seat and passed it on personally, and his thinking was extraordinary.

No wonder Lei Fan is in the immortal vein, and there are few disciples!

Lin Xuanzhen interrupted Fang Zhimeng's out-of-tune conjecture and said gently: "Master Fang Zhai, if I leave Wulei Peak for a few days, you can stay and recuperate in peace." It would be even better if you could instruct me, Sun Chuyi, to do a divination. ”

Whether it is the little brother shaking the light or the little nephew Chang Siyi, the best thing is divination, followed by the array of talismans.

It's a pity that the little nephew can't speak now, which delays Chu Yi's enlightenment in this way.

Fang Zhimeng sent it to the door this time, it couldn't be better.

As Fang Jianwei's direct descendant, her level of divination is unsurpassed in Fang Cun City and even in the entire Abbot Island.

is also qualified to enlighten Chu Yi.

Chu Yi instantly understood what the little uncle meant.

She ran the exercises, and her eyes were wet in an instant, so that people couldn't refuse.

Chu Yi timidly bowed to Fang Zhimeng, and said softly: "Please give me more advice, Teacher Fang, Chu Yi is stupid, but she will definitely work hard." ”

Fang Zhimeng looked at Chu Yi, who was a head shorter than herself, as if she was about to cry and be bewitched when she refused, she couldn't help but nod her head.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I will do my best. ”

Lin Xuanzhen was very satisfied, and instructed Chu Yi: "In this case, Chu Yi, during my absence, you can make a few more meals of spiritual food and replenish your body for Teacher Fang." ”

Chu Yi replied crisply: "Disciple understands!"

She dodged into the chicken pen.

Before the spirit chicken could feel the danger and resist, it didn't even have time to make a chicken crow, and Chu Yi broke his neck.

Fang Zhimeng covered his chest, thinking, I may have been careless.

To recuperate on Wulei Peak, you need a big heart.

Lin Xuanzhen saw that the two of them got along well, so he entered the cave with peace of mind and continued to prepare the elixir and magic weapon needed for this trip to the Wind Plain.

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After three days, Lin Xuanzhen didn't wait for Shen Huaiyuan to throw himself into the net, and it was time to set off for Xuanzhou Speedy Wind Plain.

She joined Ren Qi, Xie Jiujiang, and Lin Wuya at the mountain gate and stepped on the flying boat.

These three people have all learned the theoretical knowledge openly taught by the elders and high-ranking monks in the sect for alchemy, and it is difficult to explain the practical aspects.

Ren Qi's phoenix fire was transformed into a fire, which was even more unsuitable for alchemy than before, and because Wei Gu did not allow her to enter the alchemy room, she had not been able to master the technique of refining spirit grass liquid;

Although Xie Jiujiang was a mutated spirit root of the three lines of Ice Wind and Thunder, the cultivation of those three spells was already slower than that of ordinary people, and he couldn't afford to delve into the art of alchemy;

Lin Wuya was born with a sword body, but he was only a five-spirit root of average purity, and he had nothing in his heart except the Nine Heavens Sword.

The fog velvet grass that is going to be collected this time is the most afraid of "popularity", and it will rot when it encounters people, so it must be refined into spirit grass liquid on the spot, but this is the specialty of the alchemist.

Ren Qi looked at the two fellow disciples, and asked directly: "Senior Sister Lin, Senior Brother Xie and Senior Brother Lin and I can't refine the spirit grass liquid, how can we keep the misty velvet grass after it has been collected?"

The soul-stirring face was generously exposed, unobscured by a veil.

At this time, she was wearing Chu Yi's fire spirit magic robe, and she looked as confident and flamboyant as when she was not a beginner.

Her voice is no longer rough and loud enough to make people retreat, but has become neutral and hoarse, which is her original voice.

Lin Xuanzhen still felt in his heart that Ren Qi was more sassy and heroic with a silver gun.

It's a pity that she prefers a pair of sledgehammers.

Lin Xuanzhen replied: "Don't worry, I'm good at refining spirit grass liquid, the three of you are responsible for collecting it, I'll refine it." ”

Extracting the active ingredient from the spirit grass also has a loss rate.

This is one of the reasons why many alchemists have a low success rate.

Lin Xuanzhen is sure that he can refine ninety-nine.

Not to say ten percent, because after the hands of three people, you will lose a point.

"The only thing to worry about is that when the fog velvet grass matures, there will be high-level demon clans coming to collect it. The grass has a great effect on their transformation. ”

After the demon clan was born, the original form and the appearance of the human form transformed after the thunder tribulation were fixed.

But Velvet can make them change their appearance permanently.

As Wei Gu said, the use of tobacco velvet grass instead of refining beard is all white pill, which is very favored by the light-colored fur demon clan, precisely because of the effect of changing the color of the coat.

For some demon clans, the purer and more monopure the fur color, the cleaner and richer the bloodline.

But whether the fog velvet grass really has the effect of purifying the blood is still a mystery.

Ren Qi was calm when he heard this, "Senior Sister Lin, please rest assured, we will not let the demon clan below the transformation stage get close." ”

Most of the demon clans that are entangled in the problem of bloodline purity are also limited in cultivation.

The truly powerful demon clan can naturally work hard and work hard to temper itself to break through the realm.

Lin Wuya grabbed the scabbard of the Nine Heavens Sword in his arms and said, "Although my cultivation is not as good as Senior Sister Ren and Senior Brother Xie, the art of flying the sword has been mastered, and collecting fog velvet grass will definitely not hold back." ”

The Nine Heavens Sword and this fire spirit scabbard are like glue, Lin Wuya hates it!

Every day, if you can resist the sword, you will never land, and you will simply sell the small flying boat that used to travel.

Only Xie Jiujiang said frustrating words again: "I'm afraid that some demon clans in the transformation period will also come, and I am not sure about them." ”