Lu Ping's words fell into Li Erqiang's ears like throwing a fish that was about to dry up into the water, and the whole person suddenly came to life, and everyone around him also "buzzed" to the pot that exploded, and then hurriedly quieted down and listened to Lu Ping's explanation.

Lu Ping pondered for a moment and said: "This is the thousand-year-old cherished spirit grass required to refine a Qimen elixir, which is rarely used by ordinary alchemists, so there are very few people who know it, I now need this thing to refine a pill, what needs do you have, I will try my best to meet it." ”

When everyone heard that these three black weeds were actually thousand-year-old spirit grasses, they had already exclaimed, but they didn't expect that such a treasure could appear in this market where mortals and monks were mixed!

Hearing Lu Ping's words, everyone quieted down, looking at Li Erqiang, who was already stupid standing beside Lu Ping, to see what he would ask.

However, Li Erqiang was still immersed in great joy, and just muttered: "Sure enough, it's a treasure, big brother, you saw it, it's really a treasure, and someone finally recognized it,......"

Lu Ping saw that Li Erqiang was excited, afraid that he would not be able to get rid of this huge emotional gap in a short time, and he was afraid that it would affect his cultivation after a long time, so he coughed, and this sound stopped in Li Erqiang's ears, like thunder, and immediately startled the stunned Li Erqiang back.

Li Erqiang glanced at Lu Ping with gratitude, and said: "If it weren't for the seniors who knew these three spirit grasses today, the juniors would have to give up this treasure when they were disheartened, so the juniors would have to give up this treasure if they had no choice. ”

Lu Ping smiled, and secretly said that this person is also shrewd, the thousand-year-old spirit grass is too far away for the blood-refining period monks, and it would be a crime to do it if it is not good, so he said: "Okay, I don't take advantage of you, although these three thousand-year-old spirit grasses are rare, but even if ordinary monks know it, it is useless to take it, only I need to use this thing because of a secret technique, I see that your cultivation has reached the peak of the blood-refining period, and you must have been preparing for hemolysis, there is a hemolysis pill in this jade bottle, and it is enough to help you break through the hemolysis period." ”

When Li Erqiang heard the "Hemolytic Pill", his mind was already blank, and he took the jade bottle handed by Lu Ping, and under the reminder of Xiao Sima, he came to his senses and nodded his head in thanks.

Lu Ping waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and find a place to retreat and cultivate, until the hemolysis is successful, it is best not to leave these three cities." ”

Li Erqiang's sloppy gaze was finally shocked, he understood something, pretended to sweep around inadvertently, and sure enough, he saw the eyes of several people flickering, and he didn't know what he was planning, obviously because Lu Ping cast some spell, and the people next to him didn't hear Lu Ping's reminder to him.

Li Erqiang hurriedly saluted Lu Ping, and hurriedly walked towards the outside of the market, and after a while, Lu Ping found that there were a few monks in the market who had set up stalls and put away their own livelihoods in a hurry, and walked in the direction where Li Erqiang left as if nothing had happened.

Lu Ping shook his head and continued to walk around the market under the leadership of Xiao Sima, with Li Erqiang's example, many people in the market took out some things at the bottom of the box for Lu Ping to appreciate, but Lu Ping never encountered a surprise like Li Erqiang, even so, it also allowed Lu Ping to find a few five-hundred-year-old cherished spirit grass, which was also a slight harvest.

But even so, it also made those few people who were appreciating the spirit grass very grateful, these spirit grasses are too out-of-the-way, ordinary monks don't know even the Dan Master, not to mention that this place is in the middle of nowhere, there are only one or two of the three major families of the Dan Master, and they are all characters who see the head of the dragon but do not see the end on weekdays, where do everyone stutter.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed, Lu Ping returned to the cave with an excited look on his face, no wonder many monks like to visit the mortal market, this feeling of Taobao hunting is indeed wonderful, not to mention that as a Dan master, his evaluation and cognition of various spiritual grasses is from the eyes of those scattered cultivators around him, so that his vanity has been greatly satisfied, quite a bit of high-spirited, pointing out the country, Lu Ping thought of this, couldn't help but smile, it seems that monks are usually not much different from mortals.

gave Xiao Sima ten spirit stones, Xiao Sima repeatedly begged Lu Ping to find him if he had something to do, looking at his consent, Xiao Sima who left happily, Lu Ping smiled, returned to the cave and began to retreat and practice.

The last five-day cultivation only allowed Lu Ping to deplete his mana and energy exhaustion caused by the battle for several days in a row, but as Lu Ping's cultivation became deeper and deeper, this situation rarely appeared in the fighting, but once it appeared, it would not be able to recover completely in a short period of time.

Lu Ping swallowed a pill and began to practice qi meditation on the spirit gathering futon, the powerful recovery function of the "Beihai Listening to the Waves" wrapped the aura around Lu Ping's body, refining it bit by bit into the bloodline to make up for the loss inside, at this time Lu Ping's bloodline was like a hungry glutton, devouring all the spiritual power one by one, refining it into a trace of mellow mana.

However, whenever Lu Ping's exercises ran into the bloodlines of his right chest, a sharp sword qi appeared out of thin air, stinging Lu Ping's bloodlines, forming an obstacle to the operation of the exercises, making Lu Ping's operation of the "Beihai Listening to the Waves" slow down for a period of time.

Lu Ping's face became a little gloomy, he didn't expect that Jinli Zhenren's sword qi would be so difficult.

On that day, Lu Pingyuan thought that the full force of Jinli Zhenren, who had been weakened by himself, only slightly injured himself, but whenever Lu Ping was practicing the exercises in the past few days, a sharp sword qi would be generated near the wound on his right chest, preventing the wound from healing, and at the same time, it also had an impact on Lu Ping's cultivation, and at the same time, this kind of pain like cutting flesh was really unbearable.

Lu Ping smacked his lips fiercely, worthy of being a magic weapon, worthy of being a real person of forging pills!

Thinking that Jin Li Zhenren kept this sword qi in Lu Ping's body, in addition to affecting Lu Ping's cultivation, there was also a function that left a mark on Lu Ping's body, even if Lu Ping ran out of the perception range of Jin Li Zhenren, he could quickly find Lu Ping himself through this residual sword qi.

This sword qi must be expelled from the body as soon as possible!

In the next three months, Lu Ping once again returned to the previous state of asceticism, in addition to cultivation every day, it was alchemy, and every half month and twenty days, he would take Xiao Sima around the various shops and mortal markets in the three cities, and swept the five hundred years spirit grass inside.

However, obviously, even if he excepted the three black spirit grasses last time, Lu Ping would not have the same harvest as he did when he first acquired it, but Lu Ping didn't care.

However, people in the mortal market regard Lu Ping as an expert, and there are often people who ask Lu Ping for some spiritual grass knowledge, Lu Ping does not refuse to come to them, and answers them one by one, these casual cultivators have benefited a lot, and they are also willing to sell the spiritual grass they harvested to Lu Ping.

It is not easy to cultivate in casual cultivation, and it is often some incomplete inheritance, for these monks, the knowledge of any cultivation world is precious, at least these explanations about the spirit grass can allow them to have more gains when they explore in the wild, so as to exchange for more cultivation resources.

What Lu Ping didn't notice was that when he was explaining to others, Xiao Sima, who was following Lu Ping, had been listening quietly, and whenever Lu Ping returned to the cave, Xiao Sima changed his previous relaxed expression after doing things, but hurried back to his residence, Lu Ping smiled and didn't care.

The mana in Lu Ping's body followed the operation of the bloodline, like a big river that flowed endlessly, and the rolling torrent split the mountains and rifts along the way, heading towards the goal, but halfway through, there was always a sword qi, like a boulder inserted in the river, so that the torrent was helpless to bypass.

Then after the torrent continued to scrub, the boulder was finally smoothed out of the edges and corners, and then continued to loosen, today the torrent finally launched the final impact on it, the boulder staggered, and finally moved its position a little bit, and finally was carried by the rolling torrent, and rushed downstream.

Lu Ping drew a stream of clear water from the crystal glass bowl, and under Lu Ping's command, the clear water seemed to be running around him, and at the same time deduced the operation of the blood veins in Lu Ping's body, and suddenly splashed a wave from the river, and the wave suddenly turned into a small sword in the air, and like a small fish with its head and tail swinging, it broke away from the river and began to spread joy around Lu Ping's body.

Then came the second wave, the third, the fourth,...... , until the eighty-one little swordfish appeared vividly in front of Lu Ping.

There were still waves splashing in the river, but this time the waves only turned into a water sword, but it was no longer as agile as a swordfish, but it was just swallowing the edge and guarding Lu Ping's surroundings.

After a total of three hundred and twenty-four waves, the river seemed to suddenly become docile, just flowing gently, no more splashes, but converged into an indomitable artistic conception.

Lu Ping looked at the more than 300 sword lights in front of him, and at the same time eighty-one sword lights that reached the artistic conception of the psychic, smiled with relief, finally a blessing in disguise, half a year of penance, not only refined the sword qi that Jin Li Zhenren left in Lu Ping's body at the moment, but also the practice of Jin Li Zhenren actually belonged to the same as Lu Ping, which was quite a reference, Lu Ping actually made his own swordsmanship realm quite comprehend at the same time, and the level of swordsmanship was on a higher level.

It's just that this cultivation has not made much progress, although there is no shortage of pills, Lu Ping used his divine sense to observe that the eighth hemolytic bead in the heart core space finally grew to the other seven one-third in size, and he was still a little helpless, this heart-dissolving pill was tricky after all, even if it was claimed to be harmless, but it extended the cultivation time.

Lu Ping, who came out of the gate, saw a golden sound transmission invitation note floating on the guardian formation outside the cave, which was actually no different from ordinary transmission notes, but it was made more gorgeous and formal, and it was generally used as an invitation.

Lu Ping stretched out his hand to beckon this invitation, his divine sense penetrated into it, and after a while, Lu Ping narrowed his eyes playfully, and said to himself: "The invitation of the Li family, this is somewhat interesting." ”

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