After Zhang Hong left, Lu Xuan didn't waste any time. He took all his belongings and prepared to go out to find a solution to the black budworm larvae.
Before leaving, he took out a small stone the size of a fingernail and came to the grass puppet.
The small stone is pure white in color, with faint spiritual power fluctuations. It is just a small piece of broken spirit, split from a low-grade spiritual stone. It is widely used among low-level qi-training monks like Lu Xuan.
"When you've had enough to eat and drink, please look after the house for me!"
He stuffed this small piece of broken spirit into the gray grass tumor on the grass puppet's head and gave serious instructions.
With the spiritual power supplemented by Broken Spirit, the Grass Puppet's whole body exuded an extremely weak spiritual light, as if it was more energetic.
Although he was not at ease with this unresponsive housekeeper, Lu Xuan had no other choice but to hope that the spiritual plants in the yard would be safe while he was out.
After going out, Lu Xuan walked quickly on the bluestone road.
The courtyard where he lives is located in the North District of Linyangfang City. Most of them are low-level Qi-training monks like him, with the dream of being able to break through themselves and change their destiny, and they are densely packed in the small area.
He told Lu Xuan the addresses of the three fourth-level qi-training monks. After seeing him nod to remember, he said with a smile:
"We'll talk about the future later. The reward this time is..."
A pair of mustaches were curled up on his upper lip, and his eyes were rolling around as he quickly glanced towards the monk.
Lu Xuan couldn't help but show a hint of envy. Riding the sword Qing Ming and traveling across the world was a distant dream for him in both his previous life and this life.
"Finally, there is fellow Taoist Li Xu, who is obsessed with swordsmanship and has the ability to turn sword energy into silk, which also meets the requirements of fellow Taoist Lu Xiao."
"It's just that I took a look around the yard. Friend Lu, the protective power of your small spiritual field is a bit weak, so it may be affected by similar incidents in the future."
A white and tender palm stretched out to catch all the broken ice flakes.
Lu Xuan looked at the firefly leaves that were intact under the frost and exclaimed half-seriously.
Lu Xuan knew that his surname was Huang, that he lived not far from his yard, that he had been hanging out in gathering places for a long time, and that he knew all kinds of gossip about the North District.
The middle-aged monk is also at the second level of qi training. He is thin and has little flesh on his face, which makes his cheekbones bulge high.
Lu Xuan waved his hand.
But if you want to ask him anything, you need to pay a certain amount of money.
There is no forbidden air formation outside Fang City. There are many spiritual beasts and flying magic weapons like this. Occasionally, there will be a sword light passing rapidly higher in the sky.
"Finally, it is limited to the North District and can be found immediately."
The black budworm larvae sense the freezing cold approaching quickly, and the thin threads twist and try to break free from the leaves.
"As far as I know, there are three nearby."
"The first is Fairy Lingyun, whose cultivation is quite advanced. She has a set of Hongyun Acupuncture Artifacts, which she can use to perfection, and simultaneously meets the two requirements of high lethality and fine control."
The multi-legged machine beast is a common means of transportation in Fang City. You only need to pay dozens of broken souls to reach the center of Fang City in a short time.
"Thank you so much, fellow Daoist Lu."
"I heard that senior brother has a very wide network and is familiar with monks at various stages of cultivation in the North District. Can you introduce a few to me?"
That's why Lu Xuan, who was always frugal, reluctantly paid so much broken spirit and asked the monks at the fourth level of Qi training to find it immediately, all in order to eliminate the black budworm larvae as soon as possible.
The owner of the white and tender palm was a fat monk who stuffed the broken ice into his arms with a smile.
As for the center of Fang, it is the place reserved for those big families and powerful forces. Lu Xuan rarely goes there on weekdays.
Lu Xuan shuttled through the crowd and soon found a middle-aged monk in a corner.
Lu Xuan knew in his heart that it was a different price, so he clasped his fists in thanks and turned to leave.
Lu Xuan smiled back.
In addition, the fireflies have been severely eroded. If it cannot be resolved in time, you will not only lose one or more fireflies, but also the white light groups with unknown rewards when the fireflies mature.
He did not expect to find a monk with a higher level of cultivation. Although the black budworm larvae might be eliminated faster, the reward for hiring a fifth-level Qi practitioner was more than double that of a fourth-level Qi practitioner.
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"Fortunately, I managed to live up to my mission. While dealing with the black budworm larvae, I did not freeze the leaves of the spiritual plant."
Lu Xuan took out fifty broken spirits, counted them twice, and took out six spiritual stones one by one from his waist. He turned his head and handed them to the fat white monk.
He calmed down and quickened his pace. After a while, he arrived at a gathering place for monks in the North District.
He was not worried that the middle-aged monk would deceive him. After all, this was his livelihood, and it was impossible for him to ruin his own job.
The snow-like frost instantly solidified and became hard. With a snap, a shallow layer of ice flakes shattered and fell together with the black budworm larvae.
"Wow, Senior Brother Qin really lives up to his name. He is very good at using the Frost Armor Technique. I admire him."
Lu Xuan said to the middle-aged monk named Huang, and at the same time handed over a handful of broken spirits.
A dark yellow paper bird about half a foot long carried a monk slowly from low altitude. There were burrs of different lengths on the bird's body, which showed that it had been used for a long time.
"I observed the nearby firefly grass for you, fellow Taoist, and found no traces of black budworm larvae. Fellow Taoist, you can spend the next period of time with peace of mind."
There are many shops and stalls in the gathering place. Although the various levels are not as good as the central area, it is more than enough for a low-level Qi training monk like him.
But the speed of breaking away could not keep up with the speed of the frost spreading, and thin black lines were frozen in thin layers of ice.
The middle-aged monk took the broken spirit handed over by Lu Xuan, with a clearly eager and natural smile on his face.
"There are quite a few monks in the North District who are on the fourth level of qi training, but there are only a few who can meet your other conditions, fellow Taoist Lu."
"Fellow Taoist Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Is there anything I can do to help you?"
He hadn't been out for a while, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He looked at everything in front of him, which was familiar yet unfamiliar.
"How about I accompany you, fellow Taoist Lu, and take you to visit these three comrades?"
Sensing Lu Xuan's gaze, the middle-aged man surnamed Huang raised the mustache on his lips slightly, squeezed out a smile, and faced Lu Xuan.
In the yard.
On the back of the firefly grass that was eroded by thin black lines, a thin layer of frost spread quickly with a bone-chilling chill.
The sword light is formed by monks controlling flying swords, which means that it is at least a high-level Qi-training monk, which is an existence that is out of reach for him at present.
"Six spirit stones and fifty broken spirits, as agreed before."
The fat white monk showed a harmless smile on his face.
The fat white monk reminded Lu Xuan.
The value of one Spirit Fire Grass is far less than six Spirit Stones. The reason why the reward is so high is mainly to solve the insect pest problem in the Spirit Field, and also because Qin Ming is an intermediate Qi practitioner.
"There are several requirements. First, you must be a monk at the fourth level of Qi training. Second, you must be proficient in spells with strong lethality and fine control, or similar magic weapons."
"There is indeed something I need to ask Senior Brother Huang for advice."
"In addition, there is fellow Taoist Qin Ming. He is very knowledgeable in ice magic. His damage may be slightly insufficient, but his control is second to none."
Immediately afterwards, a multi-legged machine beast passed over Lu Xuan's head, and twenty or thirty monks could be seen sitting on it.
"Senior Brother Huang's kindness is appreciated by Mr. Lu, so he won't trouble Senior Brother anymore."
The fat white monk Qin Ming took the spirit stone and left the courtyard.
Lu Xuan felt the spirit stone getting further and further away from him, his heart ached so much that he couldn't help but secretly spit.