There are already thirteen mature firefly plants. If we put them down any longer, they may lose their vitality and affect their quality.
Lu Xuan planned to deliver these thirteen plants to Baicaotang, and also went to the market to see if there were any suitable spiritual seeds or cubs.
"Little guy, do you want to go out with me?"
Before Lu Xuan finished speaking, he felt a slight sinking feeling on his right shoulder. He turned his head and saw the four white cloud-like paws of the blue-eyed cloud-stepping lynx gently stepping on his shoulder.
A pair of green eyes stared straight ahead, looking coldly ahead, as if they didn't want to pay attention to Lu Xuan, who turned his head.
Lu Xuan's mind focused on its body, and he instantly understood the joy and joy in the lynx cub's heart.
Not surprised, he chuckled lightly, told the Grass Puppet who had returned to normal to take care of the spiritual field, and then took the Cloud-walking Lynx to the market.
In the market, the number of casual cultivators was obviously much greater than before.
The many materials and elixirs brought back from the new secret realm attracted many monks to the market.
Some novelties appeared on the stall, and Lu Xuan strolled around slowly to see if there was anything he liked.
"Lynx's pair of strange eyes seem to be able to see things that are usually difficult to detect."
A monk near him was unable to react in time, and his head was penetrated by a blood-red tentacle.
"It's too expensive, I don't want it."
Lu Xuan paid a little attention. Affected by this rumor, the prices of talismans such as evil-dispelling talismans and evil-repelling talismans in the market increased a lot.
The casual cultivator howled in pain and couldn't help but stop in pain.
The monk was wearing a standard robe, and Lu Xuan could tell at a glance that he was a patrolman in Linyangfang City.
"The strange and evil spirits..."
He ignored what the stall owner said and left a casual sentence before returning to the original route.
"At least ten monks have died in the North District recently. They were either invaded and contaminated by evil spirits, transformed into monsters, or killed by alienated monsters."
"The original sound has come out. Did you find something?"
"A bunch of fools, I can't outrun Xie Sui. It's okay. I just need to run faster than you."
The posture of the lynx next to him reminded Lu Xuan that it stayed at the edge of the Lingquan Pond to ambush the red-whiskered carp. This movement meant that the cloud-walking lynx entered an offensive state.
His expression remained unchanged and he stopped at the nearest stall naturally. He pointed at a piece of goods and asked the stall owner softly for the price.
"It is rumored that they were breaking through a new formation and created a nest of evil spirit in the secret realm, and the evil spirit followed them all the way."
The moment the earthen wall appeared, Lu Xuan noticed a sinister smile on the face of a monk in front of him.
The other monks around him used all their methods, and for a moment, magic spells, magic weapons, and talismans were flying everywhere.
Lu Xuan thought of the information he had obtained about the Blue-Eyed Cloud-Stepping Lynx when he started raising it.
"Take a quick stroll in the market. If you don't have any, go to Baicaotang as soon as possible to deal with these ten or so fireflies and go home immediately."
Lu Xuan made a decision in his heart. The city was becoming increasingly unstable and unsafe. He planned to stay in the yard as much as possible and be with the spiritual pets.
"ah!"
Thinking of this, he was horrified. The cracked silver blade on his waist made a slight buzzing sound, and the second-grade Sword Qi Ten Thousand Talisman quietly slid down to his sleeve.
As early as the moment when the flesh sprout appeared, Lu Xuan hurriedly retreated, with a swift talisman attached to each of his left and right legs, which was as fast as the wind and floated to the rear.
The actual body is in a tense state, and the focus is entirely on the surrounding monks.
Suddenly, two or three feet in front of him, a casual cultivator groaned, and large and small cracks instantly appeared on his face and neck. Countless red flesh shoots shot out from the cracks quickly, growing in the wind, and instantly turned into blood-red tentacles, crazy.
Attack the surrounding monks.
Although the Wang family and other families in Fang City are blocking the way, if the ordinary cultivators are affected to the slightest extent, it will be the result of death.
"All we can do is how to survive this evil invasion."
"I don't know if you have heard of the news. It is said that there are a large number of evil spirits appearing in the city this time, and it has a lot to do with the Wang family."
"These patrols are quite responsible. The alienated monk has been dead for a day, but they are still guarding there to prevent evil spirits from appearing."
The strange-level evil spirit has developed strange and weird abilities, which is equivalent to a Qi-training monk. The strange-level evil spirit has weird and unpredictable abilities, and its strength is generally equivalent to that of a foundation-building monk.
When the white light appeared, several other people stared at the open space as if facing a formidable enemy. Only when the white light slowly disappeared did they relax slightly.
Suddenly, ten feet away in front, several monks gathered together caught his attention.
Lu Xuan saw a patrolman drop an evil-dispelling talisman into the circle, and pure white light flashed through, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility.
The discussion gradually subsided and slowly began to shift to new topics.
He felt a little heavy in his heart.
"I didn't expect that so many things would happen after I didn't go out for a few days."
"Based on my normal behavior and the direction in which the cloud-walking lynx is looking, the most likely place for something strange to happen is in front of me."
"The monk died due to alienation and was invaded by evil spirits?"
"Be careful with what you say. This is not something that we low-level Qi practitioners can discuss casually, lest disaster comes from our mouths."
Several middle-level Qi-training guards formed a circle with a black rope. There were many strange talismans attached to the rope. There was a burnt area in the circled open space.
Lu Xuan saw something strange about the lynx and slowed down his pace.
The classification of evil spirit levels is different from that of monsters. They are divided into four levels, namely alien level, trick level, calamity level and calamity level.
Lu Xuan vaguely caught two keywords.
With curiosity, Lu Xuan moved closer to the crowd and quickly learned some information.
Lu Xuan quickly walked around the earthen wall, and with just a few breaths, the casual cultivator had already run a considerable distance away.
The blood-red tentacles grow extremely fast, tending to cover the surrounding area for ten to twenty feet.
The casual cultivator who unearthed the wall talisman felt proud and felt extremely resourceful.
Lu Xuan shot out like a sharp arrow, leaving several monks behind him. Suddenly, a high earth wall suddenly appeared in front of him and several monks, blocking Lu Xuan and the others.
As soon as he quickened his pace, Lu Xuan suddenly felt the cloud-walking lynx on his shoulders getting a little heavier.
He turned his head and saw the lynx cub staring coldly ahead, making that weird low growl.
"There is no way. Everyone knows how terrible the evil spirits are. If you are not afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst."
Being used as a shield like this, Lu Xuan was extremely annoyed. He activated his spiritual power and used the Gengjin Sword Jue of Dacheng Realm to activate instantly. A golden stream of light hit the casual cultivator's leg accurately in the chaos, causing a sudden flow of blood.
, a huge hole appeared in the calf.
Lu Xuan passed by him expressionlessly.
"Aren't you trying to compete with who else can run faster? You can't run even if I ask you to."
Looking back, I saw several blood-red tentacles like giant pythons attacking the casual cultivator lying on the ground.