After killing the tree snake, Fu Xixi's face turned pale. She used magic tricks for the first time and was not sure about the control of spiritual power. She mobilized too much spiritual energy around her. Now she was relaxed and felt that she wanted to sit and rest for a while.

Fu Xixi thought, I can't do this.

All living things absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then die, and all the spiritual energy of the corpse returns to heaven and earth. This is the law of nature. But there are always some heretics in this world who do not accept their fate. They ascend to the great way, seek immortality, fight for fate with heaven, and go against the heaven.

Just the four words of going against the will of heaven represent countless hardships. On the road to seeking the Tao, ordinary monks will experience many hardships, swords and swords. As a strange treasure, Fu Xixi was coveted by monks. The trouble she encountered will only be countless times more than other monks.

Fu Xixi had been leisurely for thousands of years at the beginning of her time travel, but she had countless troubles later. Once she transformed, the world gave her a warning. After being chased by many monks for several months, Fu Xixi had already realized the cruelty of the world of cultivation.

She felt deeper and thought to herself that she would work harder.

Next, Fu Xixi dug up the spirit grass, occasionally caught two passing low-level monsters, and picked up several giant cicadas that had faded.

Fu Xixi calculated it and felt that it was probably enough to get into the city. She was hesitating whether to enter the city overnight tonight or wait until tomorrow to go, a sudden movement came from the front, and a vague sound of conversation came.

Fu Xixi was chased and killed became a habit. She wanted to leave as soon as she heard the voice. The next second she remembered that she didn't have to worry about being seen through her identity and stood up embarrassedly. Just as she was struggling to see the fun, the voices in front were getting closer and closer.

The group of people came in her direction!

Fu Xixi looked around and looked up immediately. A vine appeared on the trunk above her head and fell in front of her. Fu Xixi wrapped her wrist around the vine and climbed up the tree three times, hiding her whole body in the dense leaves.

Almost as soon as Fu Xixi climbed the tree, those people arrived at the tree where she was hiding. There were three people in the group, one man and two women were cultivators, and the one with the highest cultivation level was in the middle stage of foundation building.

The female cultivator with a flying fairy bun looked at the male cultivator beside her, with a soft voice: "Senior Brother Yun, Sister Chen, will you attend the Secret Realm Conference next month? My mother said that the Secret Realm of Cangyun will only be opened once a hundred years. There are many treasures inside, and there are many magic weapons, and even spiritual herbs that last thousands of years."

Before the male cultivator was spoken, the slender female cultivator next to him smiled and said, "Sister Yao, if you have the chance, Senior Brother Yun and I will naturally participate in the secret realm. However, there are many disciples under the master, but not everyone can go to the secret realm. This time, we have several senior brothers and sisters, but there are only two places."

The female cultivator who was speaking at first looked embarrassed: "Are there only two places? But my mother said I must go to this secret realm, so wouldn't Senior Brother Yun and Senior Sister Chen have to go to only one person?"

The male cultivator comforted calmly with a calm voice: "Nothing is wrong. In addition to the master's arrangement, the sect election will be held a few days later, and the disciples who were selected into the top five will also have the opportunity to enter the secret realm."

The younger female cultivator shook her head and said, "But Brother Yun, you were injured a few days ago. You are suffering a lot of losses at this time... Why don't I beg my mother, and I say I dare not go to the secret realm alone and need my senior brother to accompany me..."

The senior sister curled her lips quietly, her voice becoming more gentle: "Then I'll thank you junior sister."

The male cultivator wanted to say something, but was taken first by his senior sister, and it was difficult to refute and blame her for a moment. He frowned slightly and looked at his senior sister. The other party pretended not to see it, and the three of them walked away with different expressions.

Fu Xixi was very happy to eat watermelons, and she finished watching this love triangle drama with relish. After she left, she carefully recalled the passage of the female cultivator mentioned the secret realm, and her heart couldn't help but move.

“…Spiritual grass that has been over a thousand years”

Fu Xixi murmured for a while, looked at the sky and decided to dig a few more spiritual herbs, and entered the city early tomorrow morning to inquire about the news about the secret realm of the cloud.

the next day.

As soon as the sky was dawn, Fu Xixi, who was full of energy, was ready to enter the city openly.

When I arrived at the gate of Lingxian City, there was a fee-based stronghold at the door. Those who wanted to enter the city had to register their names and pay three low-grade spirit stones. Fortunately, after paying the spirit stones, they could get a unique identity card. With this wooden card, they would no longer have to pay after entering the city next time.

Of course, there are monks like Fu Xixi who have no spirit stones but only materials, so there are many vendors who trade outside the city gate. However, there is a 10% tax and fee for Lingxian City when trading here, as security premiums. It can be said that they are very unscrupulous.

Fu Xixi successfully sold the monsters he had hunted at the door and exchanged them for three low-grade spirit stones. After paying the city entrance fee, Fu Xixi carefully hid his wooden sign and entered the city.

This wooden sign looks ordinary and has spiritual power that represents one's identity, so it cannot be reissue. If it is lost, you have to pay three more spirit stones to buy one next time.

Lingxian City is one of the largest fairy cities nearby, with many monks living in it, which is very lively.

As soon as he entered the city, Fu Xixi saw a hawker who shouted loudly and took on business. Fu Xixi had no money to buy things, so he had to wander around honestly.

Lingxian City is said to be a city, but in fact it is a mountain. Fu Xixi is now at the foot of the mountain. Most of the vendors and shops gather at the foot of the mountain, and above the mountain, they are the territory of the only sect in the city - the Lingshan School.

The people Fu Xixi met yesterday were of course only disciples of the Lingshan Sect, and the secret realm of Zangyun that Fu Xixi was thinking of was naturally related to this sect.

After seeing the terrain of Lingshan City, Fu Xixi turned around and went to the shops of Lingxi stored nearby several times. Most of these shops sold everything, magic tools, elixirs, and elixirs... When Fu Xixi saw elixirs for the first time, she looked at the elixirs on the shelf and realized that she not only liked eating elixirs, but also liked the elixirs made from elixirs very much.

Unfortunately, she has no money.

Fu Xixi went to several stores, but she didn't see high-level spiritual herbs. When she couldn't help but ask the waiter, she realized that those high-level spiritual herbs in high years were only available on the second floor. However, only VIPs who had consumed a certain amount of spiritual stones on the second floor could go there, and they did not receive ordinary monks.

Fu Xixi:... It's actually a VIP system, and it's a mistake.

The waiter explained very sincerely, but unfortunately his eyes showed disdain. These waiters received monks all year round, and they knew very well that whoever is rich and who has no money can understand it with just a glance.

Fu Xixi was wearing ordinary clothes worn by mortals and did not wear any magical instruments on her body. This was a completely pauper.

Unfortunately, such a poor man still looked around for a long time. If the waiter hadn't been afraid of being complained and affected the reputation of the store, he would have blown this person out eight hundred years ago.

Fu Xixi pretended not to see the other party's eyes rolling, lowered her voice and leaned closer and asked, "Do you collect high-level spiritual herbs?"

The waiter looked at her in surprise, and saw that the other party was mysterious, he nodded carefully. He thought to himself, could he have walked away?

There are many strange people in the cultivation world, and there are many monks who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. Thinking of this, the waiter looked trembling and asked in a low voice: "What spiritual herb? How many years are?"

Fu Xixi didn't know if the waiter in the shop could make the decision. He was hesitating when he suddenly heard a passerby visiting the shop next to him chatting: "I heard that a ginseng tree in ten thousand years had transformed not long ago?"

"No, so many monks have been chasing for several months, but they are lost. They are so unpromising. Now everyone is watching the news of ginseng. This time, she can't let her escape again..."

Fu Xixi:...MMP has become so famous?

Even though he complained, after receiving this news, Fu Xixi immediately took back his little thoughts of selling ginseng beards. Ten thousand-year-old ginseng beards, what a big goal. I am afraid that he would take it out on the spot and be able to see through his identity in the next second and be caught by these people and stew the soup!

When he heard the waiter urging him, Fu Xixi was stunned for a moment, took out a handful of running lamp grass from the bag he carried with him, and hesitatedly said: "Running lamp grass... It's about ten years..."

"...just runway grass? Are you teasing me?"

Facing the waiter's expression, Fu Xixi pretended to be confused and confused. She touched her face and said innocently: "What's wrong? In our place, the running lamp grass is a very amazing spiritual herb."

The waiter immediately said nothing. I guess this country bumpkin lived in a corner with thin spiritual energy before.

Logically speaking, he had to pick the spirit grass, but now he just wanted to send this idiot away quickly, and didn't even want to pay back the price. After Mali gave the money, he waved his hand and said goodbye.

After leaving this store, Fu Xixi was in a heavy mood.

She didn't expect that now everyone knew that there were thousands of years of ginseng that appeared in the cultivation world. Fu Xixi was in a very heavy mood. After several months of escape, all cultivators in the spiritual world knew that ginseng was arbitrarily escaping ginseng, and that everyone would capture ginseng. Sooner or later, these people could figure out how to catch her.

Fu Xixi was very anxious and thought to herself that she had to improve her strength as soon as possible.

The only way for the ginseng demon to improve his strength is to taste the high-level spiritual herbs and strengthen his ability to perceive nature. She divided a ray of spiritual consciousness to check her gray sea of ​​consciousness, and could not see the traces of the green light that poured in the previous two days.

Fu Xixi thought that he could make a fortune by selling a few ginseng beards easily, but now he saw that he dare not sell ginseng beards. A high-level spiritual herb often requires tens of thousands of spirit stones. Fu Xixi relied on digging spiritual herbs to kill monsters. He could save enough money to buy one without eating or drinking for thousands of years.

The road to buying spiritual grass was more than halfway through, and Fu Xixi was even more concerned about the secret realm of Tibetan Cloud, which was said to have thousands of years of spiritual grass. Fu Xixi knew very well that even if it was not thousands of years, wouldn’t the secret realm generally have many treasures? In addition, this secret realm only opened once a hundred years, so there are at least a hundred years of rare spiritual grass inside.

Fu Xixi is not picky at all. She doesn’t have a thousand-year-old spiritual herb. She is also very happy for a hundred years.
Chapter completed!