"It's ...... Green Grass?!"

Chen Yang looked at a spirit grass a few zhang away with a smile on his face, this spirit grass was more than a foot high, and in several layers of petals, it was covered with thin pale cyan stamens. The chapter update is the fastest, and the breeze is coming, bringing wisps of strange fragrance.

This place is really worthy of the cultivation holy place chosen by the ancient monks, the richness of the spiritual grass is definitely the only one Chen Yang has seen in his life, just walked out more than ten miles away, Chen Yang harvested seven or eight spiritual grasses, this is only in the case of his hand, if he searches for it with all his strength nearby, the harvest will be at least several times more.

And these spirit grasses are all rare varieties in the outside world, and they are at least more than five hundred years old, so each spirit grass can be stored as a lot at auction, and the price will not be less than one thousand spirit stones.

The green grass in front of him is now almost extinct in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, and its value is even more expensive. However, Chen Yang had no intention of making a move on this spirit grass, and it was a coincidence that the green grass was just one of the several rare spirit grasses needed to refine the Gathering Spirit Transformation Pill. Since the Qingrui Grass is extremely rare, if it weren't for the fact that Chen Yang had obtained the Dan Fang of the Gathering Spirit Transformation Pill, with the pattern of this spirit grass on it, he would really not have recognized it.

"However, according to the description on the Danfang, once the roots of the green grass leave the soil, it will quickly become extinct, so it cannot be transplanted into the space of Liuyun Beppu, and it seems that the useful part of this spiritual grass can only be forcibly preserved, which is a pity. Chen Yang thought about it for a moment, then restrained his smile and muttered with a frown.

After that, Chen Yang immediately stretched out his hand and wiped his waist, and after turning his palm, a jade box appeared in his hand, and threw it forward without hesitation, and the jade box immediately seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, slowly flying to the top of the green grass, and levitating steadily.

Then his gaze froze. Stretching out a white finger and swiping lightly, the other hand quickly poked out of the cuff, grabbing the void as fast as lightning.

With a flash of red glow, a red slender sword qi shot out from his fingertips, and gently wrapped around the stem of the spirit grass, and the spirit grass was silently cut in two. The top half of the flower is about to fall when it is crooked.

The next moment, a bare hand the size of a foot flashed, and the spirit grass was scooped up, turned into a ball of red glow, and rolled upside down and fell into the jade box. There was a soft "pop", and the lid of the box was immediately closed by itself.

Chen Yang's palm was raised again, and a talisman that had been prepared came out of his hand and pasted it on the box in a flash, and the talisman was shining silver. The medicinal properties are sealed in the jade box, so there is no need to worry about the loss of medicinal properties in a short time.

At this time, Chen Yang exhaled lightly, the sleeves of his robe were flicked slightly, and a piece of glow flashed, and the jade box immediately disappeared in the glow, and was put into the storage bag by him.

At this moment, a breeze blew, and the remaining half of the green grass on the ground trembled slightly. Suddenly withered at a degree visible to the naked eye, a few breaths. It turned into a pile of ashes.

Seeing this situation, a trace of happiness flashed in Chen Yang's eyes, and then he roughly searched the vicinity, and now there was no second green stamenis grass within a radius of more than 100 zhang, so he didn't stay here for long, and immediately got up and continued to walk forward.

While moving forward. While his divine consciousness was released, he paid attention to the wind and grass around him, in addition to searching for spiritual grass, it was more used as a warning. After all, although this is the periphery of the Ten Thousand Immortal Tomb, it is not without danger at all. Alien monks, monsters roaming the grasslands, can bring danger.

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At the same time, in a dense forest hundreds of miles away, a middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi with an ordinary face was driving a ring-shaped magic weapon to fight with the two demon wolves without saying a word.

These two demon wolves are huge, each the size of a calf, they seem to have a lot of intelligence, they cooperate with each other between advance and retreat, and the wolf's mouth is a series of translucent wind blades, spinning and flying past.

The figure of the middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi flashed, and he flashed the attack of more than ten wind blades again, "boom", several wind blades slashed one after another, and he couldn't stand the power of the wind blades, and the giant tree with a diameter of several feet fell down with a bang.

The middle-aged monk's expressionless face finally appeared impatiently, and a long roar came out, and one finger pointed at the ring on his head, and the ring was in full bloom, turning into a silver light wheel, rolling and whistling and brushing against a demon wolf, the demon wolf's movements suddenly stagnated, and the huge wolf head was cut down.

The other demon wolf howled in grief, and with a kick of its two thick and powerful hind legs, it immediately jumped up in the air and pounced towards the middle-aged monk. This person sneered, and the magic in his hand changed, and the silver light wheel suddenly reversed and returned, cutting the demon wolf in two again in the dazzling silver light.

The middle-aged monk didn't look at it, he immediately floated up, and after his body circled, he landed on the branch of a giant tree more than ten zhang high, his eyes froze, and he looked at a palm-sized golden spirit mushroom in front of him, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction.

With a flip of his palm, a blue knife appeared in his hand at some point, dug the trunk for a while, and pulled out the golden spirit mushroom by the roots, carefully put it away, and then reached out and made a move, put away the ring that was slowly rotating in mid-air, and turned around and floated away.

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At the other end of the dense forest, it is about a thousand miles away. The roar of energy is endless.

Through the dense thorn bushes, the two figures were extremely fast, and they were entangled together at a glance, and from time to time there was a sound of gold and iron after the collision of magic weapons.

Affected by the battle between the two, the trees in the dense forest fell down one by one, forming a clearing of tens of zhang in size.

One of the figures, dressed in black, with a handsome face, if Chen Yang was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance, this person was from the Heavenly Demon Sect, one of the two demons of Yin and Yang.

At this time, the black-clothed demon cultivator had already gained the upper hand, and his hands flicked quickly, driving a strange flying knife to whine, disturbing people's minds, and when the blade danced, a cloud of blue light surged out from the blade, forcing the other yellow-clothed monk to the left and right.

The black-clothed monk pinched it with one hand, and a spell was punched, and the blade of the flying knife shook, whining loudly, and people were upset when they heard it, and at the same time, the other hand was hidden in his sleeve and flicked lightly.

A little white light suddenly flashed in front of the yellow-clothed monk, and the yellow-clothed monk couldn't dodge, only to feel a heat on his shoulder, something pierced through his shoulder, and immediately let out a scream of "ah".

"This fellow Daoist, stop it! Admit defeat in the next, that condensing flower, in the next indisputable, let it be to the Taoist friend. The yellow-clothed monk was sweating profusely in pain, and his left arm hung down weakly, and he couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Dare to compete with this seat, how can there be such a cheap thing as admitting defeat, take your life. The blackfriar let out a cruel laugh, and then stepped up his attack, killing him on the spot in three or two blows amid the desperate curse of the yellowfriar.

After packing up the spoils and picking off a nearby spirit grass, the black-clothed monk left the place without saying a word. (To be continued......)

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