In a place without a village or shop, wild animals will be much more courageous. Many black crows and wild dogs dare to follow living people, trying to find opportunities to get a meal.
Han Caidi is walking in Liuxi Valley, carrying a long baggage behind her and walking on the rocks. Her red clothes are in sharp contrast with the huge animal bones that can be seen everywhere.
The carnivorous birds on the giant bones and the wild dogs and wolves that followed them hesitated to attack because of the murderous aura emanating from the living people.
At this time, the sky was dark and there were already a few drops of rain falling.
The woman stretched out her hand to catch a drop of rainwater. She immediately frowned and glared. She quickly mobilized her spiritual energy to protect her whole body. She stood still and glanced around.
The rainwater is poisonous, which means she has been targeted.
"Hide and use some dark tricks. If you are an evil spirit, come out quickly and let me see your ugly appearance." Han Caidi was not afraid.
She is walking in the Liuxi Valley. The Hua Tao sect is unique among the many cultivating forces. All the members of the sect are women. It is said that the beautiful owner of the valley once imprisoned the mountain with one stroke.
It's like drawing a beautiful mountain into rice paper.
The reason is that the man in the mountain refuses to see him, all because of the word "love".
As for walking, it is usually the outstanding genius disciples in the same sect who go out to practice in the world, firstly to gain fame, and secondly to promote it, so that people in the world know that there is a place like Liuxi Valley.
Although Han Caidi has only traveled around the world for a short period of time, her reputation is not small. People in the world call her the Fairy of Judgment, and she is particularly nosy.
She said that half a day ago, she passed by a village and saw a wandering doctor diagnosing and prescribing medicine for the villagers. She went up and beat him up, and asked him why he poisoned the villagers.
The doctor ran away timidly, but was eventually kicked to the ground and confessed the fact that he had spread the plague.
And she also got a secret, that is, the evil sect Baicao Garden released a large number of disciples to disperse the plague, but the purpose behind it is unknown for the time being.
The rainwater dripped down, hitting the gravel and scattering water.
After the birds and beasts following the living people were soaked by the rain, their bodies began to fester, and eventually they died mourning.
In the rain curtain in front of Han Caidi, a cultivator who looked like a farmer walked out, and he didn't care if the rain poured on him.
"Fairy Judgment has interfered with my Baicao Garden, but there will be a price to pay." said the sixty-year-old farmer.
"The spread of plague in Baicao Garden harms people, but it is against the laws of nature. When I go back and report to the Valley Master, and then notify the alliance, you should think about the cost to your family now." Han Caidi is not afraid of the mysterious old farmer.
"People will always get sick and die. We are just letting them end their lives in advance. It is not harmful to others." The old farmer was not unreasonable at all: "Since the fairy discovered the movement of my herb garden, then there is no hope of returning to the valley alive.
Already."
The poisonous rain became stronger again.
A dozen people dressed like farmers appeared nearby, all holding sharp sickles in their hands.
The woman could tell that these people were Qi practicing monks and disciples of Baicao Garden.
She sneered, stepped out of the rainwater on the ground, rushed towards the old farmer, split the air with her palm, and spun into the sky.
He took off the long baggage from his back in the air, flicked his wrist, and a picture of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix unfolded behind him, and the dim light dispersed the surrounding rain.
With a thought in Han Caidi's mind, she pinched the spell in her hand.
The birds in the painting came to life, fluttering their wings and flying out of the painting. A golden-red phoenix stopped at the feet of the fairy. Its two wings spread out, and with a roar, the phoenix ignited and became a fire phoenix. With a loud roar, it shocked the crowd.
It rained heavily.
The old farmer's face trembled twice and he waved his hand, and a dozen of his disciples went up to kill them with sickles.
Just when Han Caidi was focusing her energy on the sixty-year-old farmer.
A Buddhist chant rang out from behind her. She turned around and saw a Buddhist bead, illuminated red by the flames, hitting her head.
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A strawberry was thrown up and fell into Su Fei's mouth.
"Well, it's sweet enough," Su Fei reached out and handed the strawberries in the basket to Guangzi: "You can try it too."
The bear demon Guangzi took the basket, followed the Taoist priest's example, picked a strawberry and threw it into the sky, letting it fall into his mouth.
Smash it twice in the mouth.
"It doesn't seem as sweet as honey."
This sentence made Su Fei feel ashamed. As the acting master of Lingxian Temple, it was really unjustifiable to be belittled by a bear all day long.
"Accompany me to see the spiritual field." Su Fei changed the subject in time.
This is the Qingming Festival, the fifth year since the master went missing to settle accounts.
Su Fei squatted beside the cemetery, not afraid of the light rain, looking at the fields that had not yet emerged, with eager eyes like an old father looking forward to the birth of his child.
The growth cycle of spiritual grass is long. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is a non-renewable resource. After all, a person's life span is only a few decades. If you are lucky, you can live to be 180 years old, while it takes more than a hundred years for spiritual grass to just dig out of the soil.
If there is a war, a plague, unfilial descendants, famine, or floods, this person will probably be reincarnated in his thirties or forties. If he wants to see the spiritual grass take shape, it may not be possible in his next life.
So ordinary people would not grow this kind of thing under normal circumstances.
There are always exceptions to everything.
It is not that there are no precedents for ordinary people to plant spiritual grass. There is indeed a record in the history books of the Dasheng Dynasty, saying that an ordinary old man spent his life savings to obtain spiritual grass seeds from a Taoist priest. Others might not be fooled.
But the old man was confused and said that he couldn't plant it. Then his son and grandson would continue to plant it, and if they kept planting it, their descendants would be endless, and they would always be able to get the spiritual grass.
Finally, in the 349th year after the old man planted the spiritual grass, the spiritual grass finally appeared.
However, this is just the beginning.
It will take several hundred years for him to grow up and mature fully.
In the process of maintaining the spiritual grass, the descendants of the old man began to think about how to make the spiritual grass grow faster. After several generations, many strange potions were developed, which were extremely toxic. The descendants also enlightened and opened up sects.
It is now Baicao Garden, one of the most poisonous sects in the world.
[You have passed the five-year novice period and obtained the immortal method "Opening the Sky Sword" and the Tribulation Pill*1.]
Su Fei suddenly heard a sound in his mind.
I never thought there would be a newbie period.
If you don’t know what impact it will have on you after passing the novice stage, you don’t need to speculate too much.
Put your mind on the magical spells and items you obtained. Things sound really good, and after careful inspection, they feel even better.
The Immortal Technique is a sword technique, and he has long been looking forward to having such a move, so that he no longer has to chop hard.
It can be seen from the literal meaning of the name that when the swordsmanship reaches its peak, it can open the sky with one sword, which is exciting just thinking about it.
The Tribulation Pill is a good thing. After reading the introduction, you know that this thing can remove 100% of the power of thunder. No matter how big the thunder is, it cannot hurt him even half a hair.
Although there is still some distance between reaching the Immortal Realm, that is, the period of transcending tribulation, after all, it is now the Dust-breaking Realm, which is still a long way off.
But having this elixir in advance is like taking a reassurance pill.
Thinking about the story that the master told before, 90% of those masters in overcoming tribulations turned into dust under the thunder of the sky, you will know how precious the pill of overcoming tribulation is.
"Bangzi, you must take good care of the spiritual grass. There are only so many seeds. If you raise one, it will disappear." Su Fei began to pay attention to the spiritual field again: "You must take more care of it in the past few years, and check it at least seven or eight times a day.
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"The corn fields have to be taken care of, the craftsmen have to watch, and the main hall has to be taken care of when the Taoist priest is away. From time to time, I have to go to the mountains to scare the hunters," Bangzi said with a little emotion: "I have to grow eight arms to be able to be busy."