For the next month, Zishu stayed around the Hydra Department to cultivate.

She has robbed and killed eight hunting teams and more than 200 warriors of the Hydra Tribe.

These are warriors who have gone out hunting and only come back.

After waiting for another half a month, and there was no hunting party that came back, Zishu put away a few plants, jumped on Jiujiu's back and left.

In the blink of an eye, it's winter, and it's time for her to set off to win the battle order.

Before returning to Qingyan, Zishu went to the blood-colored mountains and forests with a tweet.

When he went to pick up Hongyu, the presence in the blood-colored mountain forest also asked Hongyu to send a red leaf to bring out, saying that it was a gift for Zishu.

*

Qingyan tribe

Zishu sat in the middle of the room and began to count her gains during this time.

Before, when she killed the nine heads, she found a high-grade spirit grass and more than a dozen intermediate spirit grasses from his space bag, and there were dozens of primary spirit grasses.

In the space bag of the man in black, there was not a single high-grade spirit grass, only two middle-grade spirit grasses and more than a dozen primary spirit grasses were found.

These two people didn't have much spirit grass on their bodies, and when Zishu destroyed the Hydra Division, he harvested a lot of spirit grass.

There are actually thirteen high-grade spirit grasses, more than fifty intermediate spirit grasses, and more than a hundred junior ones.

She went to dig out the beast's nest during this time, and also found two high-grade spirit grasses and more than a dozen intermediate spirit grasses.

However, the amount of spirit grass she consumed during this time was also huge.

After she entered the seventh transformation, the primary spirit grass was basically useless.

She usually makes soup, and basically uses intermediate-grade spirit grass and high-grade spirit grass.

The minimum ingredient must be the ingredient of a high-level fierce beast to keep up with her current cultivation progress.

It's not that you can't drink the soup made with the primary fierce beast and the primary spirit grass, it's just that the primary spirit soup contains too little spiritual energy, and if you want to advance, I'm afraid you have to cultivate for ten or eight years.

If you want to improve as soon as possible, you have to drink high-grade spiritual soup every day.

She is now boiling a furnace of high-grade spirit soup, and she also needs at least two or three high-grade spirit grasses, and a dozen intermediate spirit grasses.

A stove of high-grade spiritual soup, she can drink it for eight to ten days.

Over the course of a month, she would consume more than a dozen high-grade spirit grasses.

Zishu counted the twenty-five high-grade spirit grasses she had, including her harvest from the Hydra Division.

She has now cultivated to the seventh transformation and practiced blood, and it is estimated that she will be able to advance to the eighth transformation in a month at most.

I don't know if after advancing to the eighth change, will the spirit grass consume more?

As far as her existing high-grade spirit grass is concerned, it can last for more than two months at most.

In other words, after she advanced to the eighth change, she had to find a way to find spirit grass everywhere.

Sure enough, it's not so easy to cultivate to the ninth change.

Zishu put both high-grade and middle-grade spirit grasses into the space.

As for these primary spirit grasses, I found a space bag to put them, and this one should be left in Qingyan and used by the buds.

In addition to these spirit grasses, Zishu also harvested a large number of Qi and Blood Pills, countless fierce beast cores, and thousands of inscriptions.

Some of the warriors hadn't been given the inscriptions before, plus the inscriptions they got from the Hydra Division.

Qingyan's warriors have a lot of inscriptions.

From more than a dozen high-grade fierce beast cores, Zishu picked out a high-grade fierce beast core of the white ice system.

She flipped over and pulled out her sword, pressing the high-level beast core into the groove of the hilt.

After inputting spiritual power, the inscription lit up, and a chill emanated from the battle knife.

The ice-based high-grade beast core that Sang Zhi gave her last time was not used yet, and there were two of them in this one.

On the way back, she had killed so many high-level fierce beasts, but she hadn't encountered a single ice-type one.

Unexpectedly, I found one in the Hydra Department, and my luck was not bad.

Zishu happily put the war knife into the space.

As for the other resources, whether it was the Fierce Beast Core or the Qi and Blood Pill, she couldn't use them at the moment.

What she needs most now is spirit grass, preferably high-grade spirit grass.

Zishu sorted the remaining resources into a space bag, ready to hand them over to her father tomorrow.

After thinking about it, he took out four more space bags, and filled each space bag with ten jars of medicinal wine.

The remaining Baihua brew in the space, Zishu is all packed into the space bag for the buds.

At the beginning, she drank some of the medicinal wine that she exchanged in Hongyuan, and later after coming to Mingxi, with the support of the spirit grass of several young masters of Xinghui, she drank spiritual soup every day enough to support her cultivation, so she rarely drank medicinal wine.

After she advanced to the seventh transformation, these medicinal wines had no effect on her cultivation.

It's fitting to give her Daddy and Eminem.

Aoba is now the fifth change, and Meng is the sixth change, and now the tribe has enough Qi and Blood Pills, and Zishu still hopes that they can cultivate to the seventh change and then transform into a mortal.

However, they have all taken a lot of Qi and Blood Pills, and it is estimated that it will be a little difficult to break through to the seventh change.

Fortunately, she still has a few myelin cleansing pills on her body.

Zishu went to Qingye, Meng, and Xun's space bags again, and each contained ten bottles of intermediate qi and blood pills.

As for the bud, his talent is good, and Zishu didn't want him to take too much breath pill, so he didn't prepare it for him.

Blue can now make soup alone, and with these primary spirit grasses left by her, it is enough for this group of children to drink spirit soup for a year or two.

Zishu checked what he was going to take again, and felt that nothing was missing.

She flipped over and took out a jade bottle, poured out a myelin-washing pill from it, and threw it into her mouth.

"Why didn't there be any reaction?"

As soon as she thought about it, her stomach gurgled.

Her figure flashed and ran towards the toilet.

After coming back, he went into the space to take a bath, cleaned the stains on his body, changed into clean clothes, and after coming out, Zishu began to close his eyes and communicate with his life and soul, and began to cultivate.

When he woke up the next day, Zishu's brows furrowed slightly, and he whispered: "A myelin-washing pill has not yet drained the erysipelas in the body.

It seems that after a month, I will have to eat another one.

Xue Wei said that each person can only take a maximum of three pills, and the effect of the second pill will decrease.

Fortunately, I didn't take too much Qi and Blood Pill before, otherwise, there would be too much erysipelas in my body, and even if I had more myeloid cleansing pills, it would be impossible to drain the erysipelas in my body. ”

Zishu stood up, went to the window, took a deep breath, and looked outside.

The genius is faintly bright, and the children have already begun to climb the mountain.

By the moat, there would already be warriors dragging out the carcasses of the beasts under the flowers and throwing them into the moat.

White figures are quickly swimming to both sides of the gate from other places, waiting to be fed.

The warriors under the mountain have already gotten up and moved their muscles, and the warriors in the arrow tower have also begun to change their guards......

Zishu's divine sense swept through the several peaks of Qingyan, and looked in the direction of going to the tribal market.

*

After breakfast, Zishu gave the things prepared last night to the four of them, and then came to the square.

The warriors of the tribe knew that Zishu was leaving today, so they were all waiting in the square early in the morning.

Zishu saw the old figure sitting in the middle of the square, walked over quickly, and saluted.

"Old Hao, this is the war knife you gave me at the beginning. ”

After she finished speaking, she turned over her hand and took out the candle dragon battle knife that Hao Lao had given her, held it with both hands, and handed it to Hao Lao.

Hao Lao took the war knife she handed over, trembled his hands, and stroked it.

I haven't seen him for a few years, and Hao Lao is getting even older.

In the months since Zishu came back, he has not been seen coming out.

"Where's your sword?"

Hearing this, Zishu turned over and took out his battle knife, and handed it to Hao Laodao: "This is my war knife, which is similar to your candle dragon war knife, but heavier than the candle dragon war knife." ”

Hao Lao didn't take her war knife, but squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while: "It's a good knife, but it has a name?"

"I didn't have a name. ”

"Is it good to call it a candle dragon?"

Hao Lao looked up at Zishu, with expectation and regret in his eyes.

Zishu's heart was shocked, his eyes were slightly astringent, and he said, "Okay, from now on, it will be called Candle Dragon." ”

I will take your hope all the way to fight and lead Qingyan to become strong.