You Practice Immortality, I Farm Chapter 175

  Chapter 175 Two pupils share one eye

  He put away the ordinary second-rank defensive formation arranged around the small courtyard, and took out the Thousand Illusory Cloud and Smoke Array Disk from the storage bag.

  On the array disk, clouds and smoke flowed, and illusions abounded.

  Lu Xuan found a suitable position, and the spiritual force activated the formation disk, and the formation disk merged into the ground.

   Immediately, milky white clouds rose around the small courtyard, full of illusions, appearing quickly, and disappearing in an instant.

  From the outside, the small courtyard has a sense of alienation and unreality. If you want to force your way into it, as long as you get close, you will fall into a thousand phantom clouds and smoke, and be harassed and tortured by endless illusions.

  After the formation was set up, Lu Xuan felt much more at ease. With this formation, even a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment could resist for a long time.

   What's more, there are very few foundation-building monks in Jianmen Town who stay for a long time, and most of them are in the realm of Qi training, which is more than enough to protect the several spiritual plants in the small courtyard.

   "Switching the second rank to the fourth rank formation, it can be said that the shotgun is replaced by the cannon. Thanks to Huanyan Luoguo for the Thousand Illusory Clouds and Smoke Array."

  Lu Xuan was secretly grateful for the Phantom Smoke Luoguo, and was even more eager to plant high-grade spiritual plants.

  He came to the spiritual field, found an empty area, and took out the poisonous tree spirit seed from the storage bag.

  Spiritual power surged, and the ground attraction technique of the Dacheng realm easily changed the structure below the spiritual soil, revealing a crack that could just accommodate the spiritual seed.

  He put the poisonous wood spirit seed into the crack, and immediately, a familiar thought flashed through his mind.

  【Poison shuttle wood, third-grade spiritual plant...】

   "The aura environment in Jianmen Town is much worse than that in the Zongmen. The turbid spiritual energy is more suitable for the growth of the poisonous tree. In addition, there are ghost-faced stone mushrooms and other spiritual plants in the underworld. It can be said that they complement each other."

   "The poison-eating poisonous wood is nothing compared to them."

  After he planted the poisonous shuttle wood, he began to observe the growth status of the Lingtian Lingzhi in the small courtyard.

  The five ghost-faced stone mushrooms are full of resentment, and each one is in a very good growth state. The weird lines on them are much brighter than the beginning. At first glance, they seem to be smiling at Lu Xuan.

  In the yard, there are less than ten ghosts and resentments wandering around. Their simple intelligence seems to have sensed the danger in the area of ​​the ghost-faced stone mushroom, and they dare not approach for a long time.

  Suddenly, the strange face above a ghost-faced stone mushroom silently changed, and several resentments not far away seemed to have discovered some peerless delicacy, and they all swarmed down and surrounded the ghost-faced stone mushroom.

  The rest are wandering around, as if waiting for an opportunity to enter.

  About half a quarter later, the texture of the satiated ghost-faced stone mushroom changed again, and the resentment surrounding it spread out, and the spirit body was visibly weaker.

   "This is what happens when you have low intelligence and can't stand the temptation. What you think is a good opportunity is just a trick set by the other party."

   Lu Xuan sighed, and took out the second-grade resentful soul bell magic weapon. The inner wall of the magic weapon was originally crowded with ghosts and resentment after three releases, but it seemed much empty, with a total of less than a hundred remaining.

  Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness controls the Resentful Soul Bell, releasing fifty strands of resentment from it.

  The extra fifty grievances made the whole small courtyard much colder, and there was a shrill howling sound from time to time.

   "Stay in the Wraith Bell magic weapon, and become a monk's tool. Even if you die, you will not be reborn."

   "Instead of doing this, it's better to release you and raise spiritual plants, so that you can escape and enter reincarnation as soon as possible."

  Looking at the many ghosts and resentments wandering aimlessly in the yard, Lu Xuan said with a compassionate expression.

   After solving the problem of nourishment for the ghost-faced stone mushroom, Lu Xuan came to Thorn Bone.

   There are a lot more slender bones than in the last inspection, densely packed pale bone spurs are rooted in the bones left by Lu Xuan, and the bones are protruding, as if blossoming out of the bones.

  The bones of the second-grade monster Ziyun Leopard left before have been absorbed by more than half of the thorn bones. With a light touch, the shattered and fine bone fragments rustled down and piled up on the ground.

  Only the bones of the third-grade wild armored ox can still withstand ingestion, and still retain their complete shape.

  Finally, Lu Xuan came in front of the fourth-grade Baitong Weimu.

  On the dry branches that look like old faces, dozens of pupils are either closed or half-opened, looking extremely strange.

  When Lu Xuan approached, his pupils seemed to sense something, and his eyes were all focused on him.

   Dozens of strange gazes staring at him made Lu Xuan feel a little uncomfortable.

  The third-grade Wugou jade on his chest suddenly gave off a cold and invisible airflow, pouring into his mind, and the discomfort disappeared instantly.

   "The white-eyed strange trees of the fourth grade are really strange, even if they just look at the pupils on the branches, it makes people feel uncomfortable."

  Lu Xuan remembered the reminder he got when he planted the Hundred-Python Tree, not to look directly at it for a long time, otherwise the monk might lose his mind.

Sober-minded, he came to Baitong Youmu. The purple cloud leopard pupil left last time had turned gray and white, and he couldn't feel the slightest vitality. When he touched it lightly, it turned into powder and scattered on the ground. The tentacle quickly retreated into the pupil of one eye.

  Lu Xuan took out more than a dozen pupils from the birth bag in exchange for assigning tasks. Since the birth bag can greatly slow down the loss of vitality, these pupils are well preserved and very fresh.

  As if sensing something, on the old and withered tree branch, one by one strange pupils struggled to open at the same time, staring at Lu Xuan with resentment and longing in their eyes.

   "Is the fourth-grade spiritual plant so wild? It can actually feel the change of emotions, or is it only the white-eyed tree in front of me that is special."

   Lu Xuan sighed in his heart, and more than a dozen monster eyes threw towards the weird pupil on the branch.

  Suddenly, tiny tentacles shot out from the pupils one after another, tightly attaching to the pupils of the fresh monsters.

   Among them, the pupil of the second-grade monster beast was scrambled for by several tiny tentacles, and finally it was jointly occupied by the two closest tentacles.

   "Huh? Two women serve one husband, so I have two pupils and one eye?"

   Lu Xuan thought to himself.

  After satisfying the special conditions of several kinds of underworld spiritual plants in the yard, Lu Xuan performed basic spells such as spirit rain, tree growth, etc. to ensure their basic growth.

  Afterwards, he left the small courtyard, wandered around among the stalls in Qingshi Square, bought some daily necessities, and returned to Zongmen Cave Mansion without any further stay.

  As soon as he entered the room, the baby falcon fell on top of his head, with a pair of light blue wings fluttering constantly, singing crisply from time to time, like a child who had been waiting in the house for a long time, coquettishly begging for candy and snacks from the parents who had returned from going out.

   "You glutton, you only want to eat when you are fat into a ball. Look at that little white bird a few days ago, how elegant and calm it is."

   While counting, Lu Xuan took out the specially bought spirit fruit and wind attribute monster meat from the storage bag.

   "And yours."

  He came to the Tayun lynx, which was pretending to be elegant, but the thick soles were actually changing restlessly, took out its favorite monster meat, tore it into strips, and placed it in front of it.

  The green pupils of the stepping lynx did not change in any way, only the two tufts of dull hair on the tips of the ears seemed to be dancing.

  (end of this chapter)

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